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 Posted: Wed Jul 18, 2012 11:32 am
"Petra. You know Robert, right? Big guy from Clarice's Office, brought booze to the man party? His wife. She's a Moon- hell, I guess not."
He frowned.
"Well, she used to be a Moon. Her, Ami," Harrison uncrossed his arms long enough to gesture to the girl next to Sasha, "did too."
He looked over at Jason.
"That guy's still in Moon, at least. Far as I know."
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Posted: Wed Jul 18, 2012 11:52 am
"Oh right. The office guy." That had been supremely awkward.
The disappointment in Harrison's comments was both endearing and amusing to Rep and he couldn't help but smirk toothily and say. "Guess everyone just wants to be part of your division man. Just jumping like rats off a sinking ship. Maybe they feel intimidated by your mooning prowess."
He scratched his beard, still eyeing the group. "Can't have anything to do with Sun though, we have a ******** glowing roster. Who doesn't want to cover Jordan? Or me for that matter, I'm just ******** lovable."
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Posted: Wed Jul 18, 2012 7:57 pm
Slinging her backpack off her shoulder, the pale-haired trainee let it drop to the grass off to one side of the congregating group, straightening again with an almost inaudible sigh of discontent. Jerry's voice behind her coaxed her to turn, glancing over her shoulder at him before turning around completely, folding her arms loosely across her chest. "I didn't know I was coming either," she replied in a decidedly flat tone, momentarily finding her irritation rising again. Quirking an eyebrow momentarily, she tilted her head thoughtfully. "Why are you here?"
The sound of her name coaxed her attention from Jerry momentarily, midnight blue eyes flicking to the two hunters chatting a little ways away, giving both of them a hard stare before glancing back to the other hunter.
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Posted: Wed Jul 18, 2012 8:04 pm
Jerry laughed weakly, missing Rep and Harrison's chat, but glanced over his shoulder to Sasha and Ami again. "I'm um. Well." He cleared his throat, "Killzone and I were er.... room mates for a while. I figured I should support him," He debated explaining further but... if she needed to know she'd find out, he supposed. "I've never been properly camping before! If that's what this is. I mean, that's how it read on the flier, anyway. City-boy born and raised, ahahah- speaking of which," He fished an antihistamine from his pocket and a bottle of water from his pack to prepare himself.
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Posted: Wed Jul 18, 2012 8:28 pm
Petra quirked an eyebrow as Jerry glanced over his shoulder, shifting her body weight to one side a little to peer around him curiously. For a second, her irritation ebbed again, curiosity instead taking its place, the death-transfer's eyebrows furrowing slightly as she looked between the two girls. She wasn't much of a people person, and in general human behavior was an enigma to her, but she was a logical sort of person, which granted her the slightest bit of insight, at times. And at that moment, the death trainee was getting the distinct vibe that there was something wrong between Jerry and his girlfriend. Still, she put this aside for now, making a mental note to ask him about it later and instead focusing on his questions, her blue eyes returning to his deep, warm brown ones.
Although she responded only with a slight quirk of an eyebrow to this new information of Jerry being Killzone's roommate, Petra was a little surprised. And yet, at the same time, not surprised at all. Somehow that seemed perfectly logical, despite the complete randomness of it. The sun hunter was probably one of the few she could picture actually indulging Killzone in his... odd behaviors. Perhaps his 'Zen' nature had even been good for the nervous boy. She did, however, smile a little at the news that Jerry had never been camping, the corners of her lips curling a little, as if this wasn't news to anyone, much less her.
"Will you be alright?" she finally asked, watching him reach into his pocket for the drugs, her eyes flicking back up to his face after a moment.
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Posted: Wed Jul 18, 2012 8:34 pm
Without speaking a word, Sasha dove her fingers into Ami's hair and began braiding like her life depended on it. Every so often she'd glance in Jerry's direction with hooded eyes before turning her direct attention back to Ami's pretty, thick hair.
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Posted: Wed Jul 18, 2012 8:37 pm
"So as I keep my alergies under control and don't get eaten by a bear I'm sure I'll be fine! Ahahahha..." He smiled, but bit his lip as he wiped the water from his chin, "I ah... I'm glad I've got a friend here at least."
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Posted: Wed Jul 18, 2012 8:49 pm
"We've fought worse than bears," she replied, her eyes glittering in the place of a true smile. It was true -- Jerry especially was a tribute to this, the scars spider-webbing over his cheek proof that they had fought and conquered terrible, dangerous things. The fact that they had weapons of otherworldly power helped considerably. What Petra herself was worried about was Killzone. He was going to make them do terrible, horrible things, she just knew it. Like hold hands and sit in a circle and sing around a campfire. And possibly make them trip acid and ride rainbow dolphins, it was hard to tell the extent of what the Mr. T look-alike would make them do.
Feeling another set of eyes on them, Petra once again shifted her weight a little to peer around Jerry, glancing at Sasha just after she had returned her attention to Ami. Briefly she wondered if this animosity between she and Jerry was the source of his relief that she was there, but again, for the time she put the thought away, not wanting to disturb the other girl by so blatantly discussing it in front of her.
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Posted: Wed Jul 18, 2012 8:55 pm
Jerry's expression was steadily falling, his smile finally cracking at the edges as he hissed in a whisper, "I think Sasha is mad at me." He looked devastated, just barely keeping the panic bottled.
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Posted: Wed Jul 18, 2012 9:05 pm
Ah, so she had been correct. Petra's eyes took on a deeper look of concern as the sun hunter's smile cracked, the look of devastation starting to shine through. It was... heartbreaking. He was one of the sweetest people she had ever met, kind and thoughtful and good-natured, seeing him upset was like staring into the face of an abandoned puppy. She couldn't fathom anyone being mad at Jerry, but the death transfer nodded slowly, sympathetically regardless, encouraging him to continue.
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Posted: Wed Jul 18, 2012 9:21 pm
He sighed, glancing about to see if they were moving any time soon before finally sitting heavily next to Petra's pack, pulling his guitar up from where it hung from his back to settle it in his lap and meekly pluck away, "I don't know... I... I think she... I don't know. She's been so withdrawn and... I think it's my fault."
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Posted: Wed Jul 18, 2012 10:19 pm
Rin stopped trying to find Killzone at some point and began just... watching people. Sasha and a strange huntress? Jerry and Petra? At least Rep and Harrison were expected, the rest - not so much.
Oh ******** - I'm the only one without a partner.
Oh s**t oh s**t oh s**t, I didn't notice anything saying we were partnering up.
How can't we?! Everyone's paired off but me, Byr. Obviously they all know something!
She stood straight and looked from group to group as she began chewing the fingernail off her pinky finger.
Don't like Harrison and those two will just make out the whole time.
She started looking between Jerry's group and Sasha's. She didn't really know Petra or Ami at all and either choice feels awkward already...
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Posted: Thu Jul 19, 2012 2:11 am
"Have you spoken with her?"
Blue eyes followed the tall, lanky form as he flopped down next to her pack, watching him pull out his guitar with mixed feelings. On one hand, she knew music helped him relax, something which she would never want to begrudge him. On the other hand, the fact that he was using it in this time of distress only confirmed that he was upset about the circumstances, something which distressed the normally icy-calm girl.
The smallest flicker of movement in the corner of her eyes drew the pale-haired girl's attention away from Jerry, once again looking around him at their (rather odd) surroundings, her eyes coming to rest on th dark-haired girl she knew only by name. She seemed to be looking for something -- companionship, if nothing else -- and for a few moments Petra just watched her silently, mild curiosity barely touching her expression. After a few more seconds of this, she waited until Rin's eyes met hers before she tilted her chin up a bit in an acknowledging motion; it was an awkward invitation, the death trainee usually in the position of inviting anyone into a social interaction, but it was an invitation none-the-less.Byrr biggrin you can come join our awkward little group if you want~
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Posted: Thu Jul 19, 2012 5:30 am
It felt utterly embarrassing to just stand there in a leotard while others were chatting amongst themselves, but at least they were wearing leotards as well. All except a pale haired woman whom he had not met before. It occurred to him that he could have worn his hunters coat over the top. Oh well, bit late for that now.
He could see he was receiving odd glances from some of them, though weather it was for the clothes or something else he could not tell. To Byr he gave a awkward smile; it seemed he wasn't the only odd one out. There was also Harrison, whom seemed to be in a intense discussion with Rep. The moon hunter wasn't to sure if he wanted to approach them as they did look intimidating, but he had not yet thanked Harrison for saving him.
Slowly he approached the two, pausing a moment before speaking. "H-hi, Harrison. I..." He what? Hoped he was doing well? Chances are he wasn't since most hunters had caught the fly. "I...just wanted to thank you for...saving me back in the four clans temple..."
He then turned to Rep. "Ah...Hello Rep...How are you doing?" He asked, trying his best not to look like a nervous wreck.
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Posted: Thu Jul 19, 2012 9:03 am
"Maybe the bandaids were too complicated."
Harrison grinned and wiggled his fingers at Petra as Jason came over.
"Oh, yeah, don't worry about it. I just wish I coulda kept you from getting knocked out in the first place. Who defends the defenders, right?"
He looked him over. The leotards were pretty...revealing. He didn't know if that had something to do with zen or if Killzone just wanted an eyeful. Either way, Jason looked like he wanted to crawl under a rock.
"You got a jacket?"
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