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 Posted: Tue Apr 24, 2012 6:05 pm
Harrison held her.
He might have answered the sobbing with a thousand-yard stare, contemplating his imminent demise, but he dug down deep inside, thought about what he wanted to do with his last few moments alive, and just looked at Rep and radiated an exaggerated how could you.
"There, there," he patted her back. "Not everybody's comfortable with bein' sensitive."
He looked back at the moon hunter too. She understood.
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Posted: Tue Apr 24, 2012 6:15 pm
Rep shot Harrison a momentary confused look before narrowing his eyes coldly. Oh so that's how it ******** was then, siding with little pitiful lost lambs. Look how ******** bad she'd made him look, she'd made him look like a monster he was a monster. She'd wanted a hug and he'd wanted to punt her across the ******** room.
All the well meaning comments dismissing what he'd done seemed barbed and horrible. Embarassing Rep, quick sweep him under the rug, he was just being a b*****d. He was just a b*****d.
He clenched his hands into fists again, bristling properly as he glared at Harrison "And you ******** are? Mister ******** sensitive, siding with the little lost ******** girl. All hugs and sadness."
He pointed irritably. "Looks like we are back to ******** betrayal again."
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Posted: Tue Apr 24, 2012 6:19 pm
"I'd whack you both, but that would require getting up, which I'm not really feeling like doing yet."
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Posted: Tue Apr 24, 2012 6:22 pm
"That's right, all the ******** hugs," Harrison said.
In the distance, Clarice sat down and took a drink out of her own cup. He'd known that one was coming, he'd seen the vines a couple of centimeters from her brain. Didn't make it any less sad.
"Maybe you oughta whack us both while you still got the chance," Harrison answered Jordan morosely.
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Posted: Tue Apr 24, 2012 6:24 pm
Curled up under a ball of blanket and someone else's stolen blanket (poor chap), Clerise huddled as best as she could in the cot. The hug-box had transformed into something else. Well, one person was getting hugs again, but there was daggers and glaring. Carefully, Clerise weighed where or not she gave a damn. "..................................." As annoyed as they were, moments of peace had done her good. They would do her more good if bitches would stop ******** fighting. Still wrapped in a blanket as though she was a sith lord, Clerise shuffled over to them, wrapped up in it as if it were her cocoon. "..................................." The wave of noise rolled in her mind, a presence that wasn't him, if it was even a presence at all. Maybe it was just a facet of her own mind, maybe it was-- Red eyes flicked between Rep, Jordan, Harrison, and Ofie, each one getting the stink eye. Rin was not given an evil eye, for she was the quiet one. "For a hug party, you people are distracting." From beneath her blanket hood, the redhead gave Rep a long, beady-eyed stare. "Do you have any
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Posted: Tue Apr 24, 2012 6:26 pm
Rep was about to say something cold and snarky to Harrison when Jordan spoke up.
It was derailed. He opened his mouth to comment once again, and Harrison answered him.
He went a very vivid red and gave Harrison a startled look.
"What the ******** was in your drink?"
Clerise was duly noted and added to the list of people who were enraging Rep. "Aye. I do. Do I give a ********? NOPE."
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Posted: Tue Apr 24, 2012 6:27 pm
Rin blinked in reply. She didn't understand. Not at all. The look on her face absolutely confused.
Why the hell was this guy hugging the cyclops now? Did he hug everyone like that? All the time, every time?
The thought made her wrinkle her nose in idle disgust.
His hugs are meaningless then, fake, giving until he needs something. Just like everyone else.
The whole time she quietly pondered his intentions, she was still staring. Staring to a point she may have forgotten how to blink at some point.
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Posted: Tue Apr 24, 2012 6:29 pm
Clerise reached over to poke Rep in the chest. b***h mode? Oh, she could do b***h mode all right. Catty claws a go go, armed and at the ready. "Well you better
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Posted: Tue Apr 24, 2012 6:41 pm
What was in your drink, Rep asked.
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Posted: Tue Apr 24, 2012 6:52 pm
Rep rolled his eyes dismissively at Clerise's threat. "Or what? You are going to b***h me to death right? Or maybe scream again? Screaming might be nice."
Harrison's seriousness and the look he was currently on the receiving end of was still slightly unsettling though, and he got a distracted glare from the redhead. He was at a loss what was going on.
So he looked to Jordan with a frown. "Make him stop it."
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Saliru rolled 1 4-sided dice:
3
Total: 3 (1-4)
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Posted: Tue Apr 24, 2012 6:59 pm
Rin sulked a bit longer before turning her cup again and hesitantly took a si--AUGH that's aweful! She then closed her eyes tightly and forced herself to down the rest in one go.
She has one hour.
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Posted: Tue Apr 24, 2012 6:59 pm
The look of infinite sadness and accompanying mournful puppy eyes from Harrison were ... really unsettling, actually. Jordan didn't think he'd ever seen Harrison look quite so - well - sorrowful. Usually it was more like grudging irritation at the world for being terrible enough to be sad at.
How could he fix it? The anxiety accompanying that question was unusually powerful, even now that Ferros was back. Jordan's instinctive reaction was a powerful urge to just go over there and wrap his arms around Harrison, but he really wasn't sure that would be appreciated.
He tried lame humor instead. "I didn't think it tasted quite that bad ... "
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Posted: Tue Apr 24, 2012 7:04 pm
At Jordan's comment, Harrison just looked like he was going to cry.
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its me debz rolled 1 4-sided dice:
1
Total: 1 (1-4)
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Posted: Tue Apr 24, 2012 7:10 pm
Harrison was a forgotten puppy in the corner. Clerise just stepped into his personal space, a talon-like hand slowly appearing from beneath her mighty blanket robe. There was a roaring in her ears, and it did not want to be quelled. "........................................" She wanted to fight. To blame her soon to come vindictive actions on what niggled in the back of her mind would be too generous. "Screaming would be nice," was her chipper reply. Without too much warning, Clerise's hand shot out to dig into Rep's wounded shoulder. reaching out. "I can't hurt you, but I can make you hu--" But then, Handsome was making the saddest of faces. Slowly, Clerise withdrew her hand, having not made contact with her fellow redhead. Back to the beady eyed stare, directed right at Harrison. "...What pissed in your cheeri--?" Again, Clerise was cut off, but this time by a loud grumbling in her belly. Tossing the blanket aside, the acrobat put her running skills to good-- and ran like A BAT OUT OF HELL. TO THE BATHROOM. IMMEDIATELY.
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Posted: Tue Apr 24, 2012 7:21 pm
Harrison review a sharp smack upside the head and the rest got glares. "You look like ******** old Yeller, its disturbing the other patients." Sunny set down clean sweats for them, gave Rep a pleasant, "Shower before you're deemed hazardous waste. That goes for all of you. And you..." she looked at Jordan suspiciously. "I've got my eyes on you, punk." Sunny then squinted in Clerise's direction, but the redhead was already running. Giving the retreating trainee an approving nod, Sunny stalked off to deliver her special brand of TLC to another hunter.
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