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 Posted: Tue May 21, 2013 12:16 pm
"Yeah, I'm like not used to..," Al fell silent at the sound of Rep's voice. He flashed Stormy an apologetic smile before taking the rest of his cup and the bottle with him to address Rep's request. "Whiskey right?"
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Posted: Tue May 21, 2013 12:18 pm
"No. Jusht no." he said, making a face. Why did people always insist on combining food metaphors with sexual ones? It was terrible. Meat ones were ok. Fruit. No. He didn't even know if a coconut was a fruit, just that he dissaproved. "You should just leave explaining s**t up to the men, hen."
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Posted: Tue May 21, 2013 12:19 pm
Gnat squinted at him.
"Jus cos you ain't got a coconut, hun, don't mean you gotta be all," she waved her hands, "high an' mighty."
"Gingersnaps," she added as an afterthought.
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Posted: Tue May 21, 2013 12:21 pm
"Don't be sour," Jordan said. "Even if you are the lime in this metaphor." He went into a quiet fit of giggles.
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Posted: Tue May 21, 2013 12:25 pm
Rep bristled and veered off on a highly animated drunken ramble. "What the ******** ish even a coconut in this con.. contexst anyway? Naw. You are totally ********' right man, I don't have a ******** round hairy brown thing! I have a ******** badass c**k awright. No a ********' cocococonut thing. A c**k. No a cockonut."
He made to disentangle himself from Harrison and half stagger across the room, ending in a crawl like a feral animal in Gnat's direction. "I will ******** END you bitcsh" he snarled. Gingersnaps indeed.
As he leapt at her, he yelled "An' ******** PUNS TOO."
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Posted: Tue May 21, 2013 12:32 pm
Al looked distressed at what was going on before suddenly jangling the bottle again in Rep's direction, "Whiskey ok?"
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Posted: Tue May 21, 2013 12:37 pm
Jordan put his drink down and headed over to intercept Rep, catching at his arm. "Dude, stop, no fighting indoors."
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Posted: Tue May 21, 2013 12:42 pm
Stormy just sort of...scooted herself away from the proceedings and closer to the whiskey the guy had. "I think I'll just take a cup and go?" she stated most casually, ignoring the talk of fruits and sex and hoping she could escape before a drunken brawl started.
"Cockonut's actually kinda funny! But I thought bananas were the phallic symbol."
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Posted: Tue May 21, 2013 12:50 pm
"What the <********>" Gnat had the remaining sense to backpedal - and ended up tripping over a wilted pile of Jerry - and then the other hunter was practically on top of her. She closed her eyes tight and swung her fist out wildly, Edward's signet ring glowing an angry red.
Dimly she wondered where her stupid brother had gone off to. Her a** could probably use some saving right about now.
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Posted: Tue May 21, 2013 12:54 pm
"No ******** WEAPONSH INDOORS." he roared as he found himself seized, just mere tantalising feet away from his prey. "Do I ******** look like I have mah weapon? I'm jusht going to ******** rip out this bitches throat with MY ******** TEETH."
He twisted in Jordan's grip, wrenching his arm free and leaping at Gnat as she tripped, kicking Jerry on the way (probably) by mistake as he made to do exactly as he said he would and made a very serious and determined attempt to pin her, not sparing any degree of strength - or nails as he did.
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Bilious rolled 2 12-sided dice:
8, 5
Total: 13 (2-24)
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Posted: Tue May 21, 2013 12:59 pm
Jerry, who was suddenly knocked out of peaceful slumberlands in an absence of stress dreams for a change by a vicious attack from all sides, did what any fully trained and PTSD-imbued hunter would have done.
He forced his way upright, gave a feral, terrified yell, summoned his weapon, and fired wildly at the ceiling.
Damage: 7
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Posted: Tue May 21, 2013 1:00 pm
Al just stared and scooted back from the fight. "Um." He looked at Stormy and smiled while raising both brows, "Hi, I'm Al." Then offered the whiskey bottle in her direction instead.
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Posted: Tue May 21, 2013 1:01 pm
Natasha writhed, trying to escape Rep's grip but failing. She remembered when she and Tuck were still young enough to get physically violent - he had always been bigger too.
It had never felt this dangerous, though. The adrenaline made her feel hot and cold all at once. She hissed, wincing with pain as his nails pierced her skin.
And then suddenly there was an explosion, and bits of ceiling rained down on them all.
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Posted: Tue May 21, 2013 1:01 pm
"NO." Jordan reestablished his grab and went to haul Rep off. Then there was a bazooka in the room, and he yelped and jumped back.
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Posted: Tue May 21, 2013 1:03 pm
There was the sound of heavy footfalls moving rapidly down the hall, and one Mr. Theodore Ross showed up with his pants on backwards.
"The <******** is going on in here?!"
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