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 Posted: Mon Jul 23, 2012 8:23 am
"Ah.." Bix turned red, on the spot suddenly, "Lost most of the braid during a mission so I figured... go all out right?" He'd always wondered what he'd look like with short hair. He didn't hate it. It was lighter and cooler than he was used to.
"I feel like I lost 10 pounds." Bix laughed.
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Posted: Mon Jul 23, 2012 8:27 am
Tika actually laughed a bit at that. She personally preferred short hair her self. Subconsciously she found her self running her fingers through her own hair.
"Believe it or not. I know that feeling," The teen removed her hand from her head the moment she realized what she was doing. "I don't blame you for cutting it off. Now we can see your pretty face easier," Tikaanis teased. Though, now calling pretty seemed a little off with out the long hair.
"Who cut it? Is this a self done job?"
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Posted: Mon Jul 23, 2012 8:34 am
"Candace did it for me." Bix ran his hand in it, tugging the short ends that seemed so foreign on his head. "It was her mission so I held her responsible for fixing it up." His eyes darted guiltily to the side.
"It doesn't look bad, right?" He whispered a bit, leaning in for a bit of ego assistance.
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Posted: Mon Jul 23, 2012 8:38 am
Candace had done a nice job. Tikaanis would never guess she was one good with hair. Maybe she'd ask her for some hair advice later. Maybe.
"Looks pretty bad," Tikaanis crossed her arms over her chest. The teen let the pause linger for a while, but the smirk on her lips told another story. "I mean as in bad a** of course."
"So whats the story.. with the s**t..?"
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Posted: Mon Jul 23, 2012 8:44 am
Money.
Lot's of it.
No matter what the job, Otto would keep at it for as long as possible. Why? Hey, if he worked ten hours, imagine the drum set he could buy! Oh to be able to drum away his aggression again! Otto couldn't wait. He was ready!
...
The janitor was covered in....in...
Otto held both hands over his mouth.
How bad do I want my drums again?
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Posted: Mon Jul 23, 2012 8:48 am
"Not really sure. I think we are all here for the money."
Bix spotted Otto walking in and since he was hovering by the door, he gave the blonde a bro-shove.
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Posted: Mon Jul 23, 2012 8:55 am
Otto nearly lost his balance at the "bro" shove, staggering forward and glaring back at Bix. His hands remained near his nose, just in case he almost breathed in the smelly janitor.
"....yo." He greeted in return, his voice muffled by his hands.
Wait..
...
Otto's eyes lingered on Bix's head, a long silence until.. "You finally chopped it?"
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Posted: Mon Jul 23, 2012 9:01 am
Tikaanis couldn't argue with that. Money was definitely her motive. Her room needed a lot of repairs and maybe some improvements if she could get away with some. Bix shoved a blond that Tikaanis couldn't recall knowing before. She lingered with her arms crossed and smirked while watching the two.
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Posted: Mon Jul 23, 2012 9:23 am
Clerise showed up, grinning. A hundred bucks was a set of fancy as ******** leggings from Australia, that's what a hundred bucks was. She arrived at the labs, and.
...The poop gave her horrible flashbacks to that sewer Julie had led them to.
"No ******** way."
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Posted: Mon Jul 23, 2012 9:56 am
Bix shrugged at Otto, like it was no big thing. Probably because Otto was most definitely dancing around calling him gay at some point.
"Mission casualty." Obviously no one on the mission cleaned it up real nice, but that was an after thought. "I knew it would get in the way at some point."
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Posted: Mon Jul 23, 2012 9:57 am
"Too bad you still look gay as ********. Bix wouldn't escape it.
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Posted: Mon Jul 23, 2012 9:58 am
-_-;
Bix kneed Otto in the back of the knee, the kind that made you fall over.
"Gay and still standing."
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Posted: Mon Jul 23, 2012 10:03 am
Otto grunted and toppled to the ground.
It was worth it.
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Posted: Mon Jul 23, 2012 10:12 am
Bix looked at Otto, smirked, and then yanked the smaller hunter up. "Oh hey!" He dragged him unceremoniously through the crowd, straight up to the s**t covered hunter. "Are you Terry? Otto really wants in on this." Yes would this also get Bix dragged in? Probably. But it was worth it to also give Otto... s**t.
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Posted: Mon Jul 23, 2012 10:14 am
....s**t? Ceres stared down at her cup and its contents and SUDDENLY, she lost her appetite. For all she knew, this stuff could be laced with..whatever. She had taken a sip of it too. Trying NOT to start a gag reflex, she placed the cup down on a nearby surface and LEFT it there. Why? Let the stupid lab people clean it up. Then voices started the filter in, and HEY she actually knew these people! "Hey Tika!" She chimed in as she spotted the other girl first. And then there was the boys. Bix and Otto. Both of which's conversation was enough to make her glare down at the blond too. "You can be a Jerk you know?" Still her voice held the edge of humor. "Cant you see he is mourning the loss? Have a heart! " She turned her smile to Bix. She had already had prior warning around the hair loss, or she too might have blank stared. Like she did at first in that training run.
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