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Zoobey rolled 1 20-sided dice:
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Total: 17 (1-20)
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 Posted: Thu Jan 03, 2013 7:14 pm
Wow, look at him, he was so sneaky, so sneaky that Kat didn't even notice him. She just did her own thing as she snuck around in....
.... his Lair of Awesomeness. Holding his mint condition Hulk action figure. In her grubby satanic hands.
Pause. The sound of ten thousand rusty sugar and beer encrusted cogs turning all at once at the same time.
In his defense, Mark had considered yelling first. Then he had considered standing up while yelling. And then he had pretty much considered screaming in terror, while standing up and yelling, and basically the result was him standing up, attempting to flail in opening his own window, only to trip over the untrimmed bushes outside his window, hit his head against the glass pane, and knock himself out.
He tried.
Maybe if Kat was noticing very carefully she would hear a loud thud followed by something rather familiar collapsing outside.
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Eight rolled 1 20-sided dice:
8
Total: 8 (1-20)
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Posted: Thu Jan 03, 2013 7:14 pm
There she was! With...bags. Full bags. Candace blinked, squinting at the mirror until she realized Aria was coming her way. The mirror was snapped closed and slipped into her pocket. Dark green bags and a bracelet. Oh wait..wood? She grinned. Putting her present to use, huh? That actually made Candace really happy.
So Aria liked dark green. A very nice color, she'd look lovely in it! But the huntress was walking by her. Right next to her.
Yeah, no. She lost this one.
"You look happy~." Candace grinned. The jig was up, she couldn't even pretend to slip away unnoticed. But she could save this. Aria didn't need to know she was being stalked, right?
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Posted: Thu Jan 03, 2013 7:24 pm
Harrison relaxed, and moved to straight Deryk's collar, looking friendly. The squirming told him everything he needed to know.
"I saw."
He brushed the wrinkles out of Deryk's jacket sleeve, where he'd been grabbed, then patted his arm.
"Good as new. You keep that big nose of yours to yourself, you understand? I don't like making threats. But I don't like people in my business either."
Maybe it was just some harmless eavesdropping. But maybe... the thought that Deryk could be working for Wilson occurred to him weirdly and briefly. Whatever. Better safe than sorry. He eyed Deryk.
"...We clear?"
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Posted: Thu Jan 03, 2013 7:24 pm
"I am," Aria answered. One of the bags was then thrust at Candace, immediately recruiting the hunter on the spot to help carry it. The bag was quite a bit heavier than it looked. "And next time? Try a better hiding place than the corridor. Your mirror is quite shiny and gave you away." And thus Candace got to haul Aria's heavier-than-it-looked bag all the way from the portal room up to the division leader's personal room only to have Aria realize that she left something in her office which mean walking all the way back down from the fifth floor of the dorms back to the main building and into her office while receiving a lecture on mirrors. Yay!
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Posted: Thu Jan 03, 2013 7:29 pm
Deryk's eyes widened for the moment. Harrison was keeping a friendly face about, but that didn't stop the death hunter from feeling a little intimidated here. Nodding nervously, he took a step back.
"Y-yeah. Crystal. Yep," he said, then turned to get out of the infirmary quick.
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Posted: Thu Jan 03, 2013 7:38 pm
The bag was obediently taken, though Candace really didn't expect the weight that sent her stumbling forward a step or two before she regained her balance and grinned at Aria. "Noted, ma'am." She wasn't even slightly surprised. "So you like green?" She asked conversationally, though she quieted to listen to Aria's lectures with a little smile.
Of course her arms hurt like ******** crazy after that very long trek but it was worth it. Any time with Aria was nice.
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Posted: Thu Jan 03, 2013 7:40 pm
At the sound of the thud on the window, Kat snorted and spun herself around to find that Mark was no longer peering through it. Pushing herself away from the chair, she made her way towards the window, unlatching it and sliding it open to gaze down at death hunter. "Well, hi there!" Whether or not he was conscious enough to hear her, she had no idea, but kept at it anyways. "I've kind of lost access to my previous items borrowed from you, so I will be making a new.. collection from what you have here. Hulk Junior and this.. very interesting file will be coming with me. Oh, and.." She ducked back in grabbing at something. "Your goggles. Thanks very much~ Bye~ Oh, and.. you might want to get that bump on your head looked at."
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Posted: Thu Jan 03, 2013 7:45 pm
Mark was very much unconscious but if he had heard exactly what Kat had done it was pretty much guaranteed that he would probably pass out again.
There were such things as small graces. Besides, what one couldn't see, couldn't harm them, right?
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Rown rolled 1 20-sided dice:
14
Total: 14 (1-20)
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Posted: Thu Jan 10, 2013 7:31 pm
Ofelia was in her room, a strange place for her to be, and she was in the process of getting changed. Her shirt was off and on the ground, several different bras sitting on it as the redhead looked for one that wasn't entirely covered in holes or blood. She really needed to get out and get new clothing, not that the bracelet she wore would allow for such things, and she sighed as another one got tossed to the side.
The motion caused something to fall out from the pile and onto the floor. It was a photo of four people, one of whom had bright red hair that was hard to mistake, and the rest....were unknown. Ofelia didn't seem to notice it had fallen as it moved towards her door.
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[A.V.] rolled 1 20-sided dice:
8
Total: 8 (1-20)
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Posted: Thu Jan 10, 2013 7:34 pm
Praying that the door didn't make a creaking sound, Jake did his best to open the door just enough so he could peek in.
Maybe if she wasn't in, he could- oh nope, she was in.
He quickly drew back, afraid that she might have seen him, but when he didn't hear any commotion or sound of footsteps, he looked in again to see that Ofelia was... naked?!
Ok, not completely naked, but topless, and... surrounded... by bras.
This wasn't the kind of information he was looking for!!
Thankfully, her back was to the door, so he didn't see... too.. much but DAMMIT why him.
STOP. JUST. STOP.
Closing his eyes, he took a deep breath, reminding himself why he was here in the first place. INFO. He would not fail this task.
Slowly opening his eyes again, he did his best not to look at Ofelia, and quickly scanned the room from what he could see, letting out a soft sigh when there was nothing of interest.
He was about to leave when she ended up tossing a bra to the side, knocking something over.
Was that... a photo?
Ofelia had never really told him about her family... or had she? He couldn't remember, and probably wouldn't have cared, but the picture managed to pique his interest, and he leaned in to get a closer look, not noticing that doing so made the door creak open.
... whoops.
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Posted: Thu Jan 10, 2013 7:53 pm
Ofelia wasn't really startled by the sudden creak, her intent was too focused on trying to figure something out, and she held a bra over her chest as she turned to find the source of the noise. Her hands managed to keep her bra steady as she looked...and spotted Jake.
There was a moment of silence, pure silence, and the teen just stared at the younger man for a moment. She had her eyepatch off, which meant Jake was being looked at with an empty socket, and the redhead finally cleared her throat. "Sommin' Ah can do fer ya?"
Perhaps she was too calm for standing there in only her panties and a bra. not even a bra put on.
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Posted: Thu Jan 10, 2013 8:05 pm
Jake hadn't even noticed he was now half-way into the room until he saw Ofelia pause, looking around.
... oh s**t. Was it too late to run?
And then she turned around, and he instinctively covered his eyes.
DAMMIT Ofelia, have you no modesty?
She is?
He lowered his hand... and quickly turned his head to the side, a blush creeping over his face.
Even if she managed to cover her chest, undergarments did NOT count as clothed.
Not. Even. Close.
The empty eye socket only managed to make him more uncomfortable.
SHUT UP.
"Ah, n-no, sorry, wrong room." he muttered, quickly closing the door... and proceeded to run for his life.
NEVER. AGAIN.
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