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 Posted: Mon May 01, 2017 4:18 pm
There were at least a hundred other retreats that Roz had found, and suggested, and provided Lys with materials for, except he had been so fixated on this particular one. The divorce had been...ultimately a relief, but the custody situation was a different matter, and Roz understood that Lys occasionally needed these sort of getaways and normally it was a few miserable weeks living the Natural Life without any toilet paper, but this one had seemed different and the more he advised against it the more Lysander had been determined to sign the contract. There was a lot of mystery shrouded in the organisation, for which there was no information whatsoever online. The invitation itself had been personalized, the people delivering it looking less like day counsellors and more like scarred, too-young survivors.
But Roz couldn't have let him go alone.
And even if all the others promised bonding with nature in a way that didn't agree with his wardrobe, and had occasionally involved...natural herbs or sweat lodges or food poisoning, none of them had taken his memories. None of them had told him to kill someone. He'd spent a lot of hours up to his neck in swamp water, but never blood.
Roz must not have been there. He prayed (although he was not religious) he hadn't been. He was grateful he hadn't been. Why him, though, why had they singled him out?
"The...bathroom, yes, if you would," he agreed with Lysander.
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Posted: Mon May 01, 2017 4:26 pm
"I don't have the time to deal with your s**t right now." He said, tucking the clipboards under one arm and checking his Spectre watch as he followed swiftly up to Lysander and turned, taking his arm and twisting it back. His grip was firm, but he knew that they were recent hatchlings and had no shield, meaning they were fragile.
"I'm going to be very clear with you. We are going to the weapon cove. After which, you can do whatever the ******** you want. You can go to the bathroom after we do this, but I'm not gonna follow you two walking aimlessly around the island and then get hurt or in someone's way. Some of us have a job to go to after this." He grumbled, staring them both down.
"So either we walk like a civil little group and you maybe give me a bit of credit that I know how the island operates more than you two do, or I'm gonna twist your arm and bring you there. I can go either way. Honestly, I could use an outlet right now. Okay?"
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Posted: Mon May 01, 2017 4:41 pm
Lysander had never been struck or hit in his whole life. His parents had relied on ostracising him as a child or grounding him in his room as punishment rather than anything physical and no one since then had ever thought to strike him. Horses hit him quite a lot and he'd had more than a few broken bones from riding injuries but people were normally a different matter.
Finding himself strongarmed by the rather slight looking blonde hunter was equal parts unexpected and a complete outrage and the sound he made was practically a snarl as he straightened up in a way that took the pressure off his arm.
"What are you...what the... HELP, THIS MAN IS ASSAULTING ME." he called along the corridor, sure that in this large building there had to be other people around who would object to this level of bullying their new guests.
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Posted: Mon May 01, 2017 4:49 pm
Roz, looking wild-eyed and panicked himself, reacted instead of negotiating. He was smaller than both Lysander and Melvin (in stature and build), but shoulder-checked Melvin with the full force of his weight, and when it had less of an effect than expected, aimed a swift and vicious heel at Melvin's kneecap.
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Posted: Mon May 01, 2017 5:01 pm
The effect was way more annoying than actually damaging, but it still caused Melvin to turn his attention from the screaming Lysander to his comrade Roz.
"Okay, this is just getting out of hand. First off, I'm a full hunter. You guys don't even have weapon's yet, so don't think you can win this. Also, this is a facility where people get limbs hacked off or die in the desert every day. No one cares about your little whining." He gripped Lysander's arm a bit more tightly. "So keep bitching. No one cares. Lastly, let's put this more into perspective for you."
He moved just enough for Lysander to catch Melvin hold his hand out to drop the clipboards and then reach behind his ear for his pen. In a moment, Saliva was in his hand, a gun that was a bit of a pain in the a** to hold with one hand so he rested it up against his shoulder.
"Now, like I said. Weapons give you the upper hand. I can hold your arm all day if you want. If you just happen to break it while you are struggling, well I guess you just better hope your weapon isn't a two handed one or you might have a bit of a hard time adjusting." He looked to his friend.
"Kick me again and I'll punch you in the gut and drag both your limp bodies to the cove." He desummoned Saliva and put the pen back behind his ear.
"Now.. I can let go if you promise to behave and follow me to the cove. If not, I'm gonna hold your arm till we get there like the new best friends we are. Got it?"
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Posted: Mon May 01, 2017 10:21 pm
Lysander could not even begin to process the level of sheer rudeness he was being subjected to, and right now, no one was coming to help them. He gave up yelling, and moved to trying to wriggle out of the other man's grasp to no avail. Melvin was uncannily strong and threatening to injure his limbs??
None of this was okay and he immediately found himself thinking that Roz and him needed to get out of here as soon as possible if this was how they were going to be treated.
When he pulled out his gun, probably the weirdest space-agey gun he'd ever seen, he knew he was dealing with an absolute madman. Not only was Melvin the kind of person who would work in HR but he was the kind of guy who'd probably burn the whole office down later on in a fit of pique.
He gave up on struggling, the very picture of rattled indignation.
"Roz, leave it, he's supernaturally strong. Let me go and I will walk."
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Posted: Tue May 02, 2017 2:37 am
The threat didn't stay him, but Lysander's order did, and Roz stood by feeling ruffled and helpless and weak from...however long they had him in that device.
The gun looked like a high-quality movie prop.There was something wrong with the other man.
"Yes sir," Roz said, giving Melvin a look of unmitigated fury. Something twisted in him at the friends comment too.
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Posted: Tue May 02, 2017 4:28 am
"Oh good. That's what I like to hear." He let go, watching them both closely as he stepped aside for Roz to go to his friend. "Follow me, and don't go booking it down any hallways. This place is a island after all. It's not like you are going anywhere by foot."
He picked up the clipboards and opened the door, gesturing them both to walk through. "I'll send a message to the quartermaster for your room assignments. Will you two be rooming together or separately?"
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After dropping off the clipboards, Melvin lead the two down to the cove, going down a couple of steps before gesturing down. "Go down and find your weapon. I'll be waiting here to make sure you two don't take off without one."
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Posted: Tue May 02, 2017 12:29 pm
"Well, probably for the time being, together." he said matter of factly. "Not because we have any sort of unprofessional relationship but in such a dangerous place I presume there is safety in numbers." And it was dangerous, Melvin had made that clear right out of the gate. "But get us two rooms."
With a sigh when they arrived, he headed down into the cove, not knowing what to expect, making sure to keep Roz in tow.
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