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 Posted: Fri Sep 27, 2013 10:59 am
"It depends on your -- " a yawn interrupted Jordan and he grumbled wordlessly -- "on your definition of morning. Does morning start when the clock resets, at dawn, or when you get up? I'm inclined to the second choice. Or the third." He leaned his head back and closed his eyes briefly, comfortable. "I'll settle for judging five in the morning to be too ******** early."
His eyes slitted open briefly and he gave Jerry a sideways glance. "No bashing heads in unless it's a hostile," he decreed languidly. "You missed all the excitement this week, man."
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Posted: Fri Sep 27, 2013 11:06 am
The head bashing comment put a flush on Jerry's face, and he settled into his own chair to twist his hands in front of him, "Yeah its... Been quiet the trip. Sleeping out in the wilderness and all that... I am definitely not the camping sort, ahaha. Scotland was pretty though." A look of worry passed over his face for a moment. Sasha needed to find her weapon. He'd check up on them when this mission was over. They'd be fine.
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Posted: Fri Sep 27, 2013 3:10 pm
"I know when I ******** consider my morning started." Rep muttered somewhere between a grumble and a purr at Jordan's ear. "And it's still too ******** early." He wasn't sure why so many Deus missions were at ungodly o'clock in the morning, it was like they were letting Halloween win in the form of petty inconveniences and sleep deprivation.
"And everyone ******** says Scotland is pretty." he said, narrowing his eyes. "Tell that to the people living in shitehole council estates."
He blinked slowly. "You went to Scotland again?"
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Posted: Fri Sep 27, 2013 3:15 pm
Jordan smiled faintly and rested a hand on Rep's arm. Too early, definitely, but the company was improving his mood, at least.
"Extended mission?" he asked Jerry. "What was that on your hand? It looked like a tattoo of some kind."
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Posted: Fri Sep 27, 2013 3:18 pm
Otto nabbed the offered snack from Ryan, chowing down on it as others came around.. Huh... crowded. Otto hated crowds. So he stayed silent and just stared at his food, at people's feet, or occasionally glaring at Dakota because Dakota is an idiot. He needed to be reminded, after all. In fact he just gave anyone who arrived nearby a glare. Glares for all. ...and kept eating the snack he got. Can't rescue anyone on an empty stomach! OnionGrump true story, i tried to quote you as "Ryan"
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Posted: Fri Sep 27, 2013 3:40 pm
"M-my hand?" Jerry started, ready to brush the whole thing off, but... well, this was Jordan. He glanced across the table where the other Hunters were busy discussing things amongst themselves. "I um." He cleared his throat, "I'm not sure. I only JUST got back and um. Haven't... had anyone look at it yet." Nervously, he offered it out for the other Suns to see the black lines of a key across the palm. "I um. F-found this key and it er... s-sort of..." boiled its way deep into his flesh with a searing amount of pain- " turned into that. I'm... I should get the Lifers to look at it but... but what if they want to... you know. cut it out?? Or... or chop it off completely??" He hissed frantically, terror written all over his features. "I... I do a lot of things with that hand!"
He leaned back again, glancing away from Jordan and Rep's cuddle party beside him. "But um. Yeah. External Mission. I was helping Sasha out and Dylon and I er... got lost. I'm lucky they sent a chopper."
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Posted: Fri Sep 27, 2013 3:44 pm
"Still touching s**t you shouldn't I see." Rep said grimly. Jerry was probably cursed. But there probably wasn't anyone better to get an actual curse, with Jerry would probably only be a minor speed bump in the rocky road of disasters.
"I don't even want to know what you do with that hand, man." he groaned and turned his face against Jordan completely.
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Posted: Fri Sep 27, 2013 3:46 pm
"Like... like play the guitar! Or the piano! Or... or the ukulele!!" Jerry babbled frantically, looking a touch insulted.
At least it was REP, he kept insisting. And not His Highness The Queen of Inside Your Pants.
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Posted: Fri Sep 27, 2013 3:50 pm
"I doubt they'd actually chop it off or do anything to disable it," Jordan said. "You're a lot more useful with both hands intact and in working order. Probably better to know what it is rather than finding out as a surprise. It'd happen at the worst moment, too. That's how these things work."
He clamped down on the smirk that was trying to escape. "It's a very important hand," he said solemnly. "You'd have trouble playing your instrument without it."
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Posted: Fri Sep 27, 2013 3:59 pm
"Yeah, yeah exactly!" Jerry nodded. "Any instrument, really! Except maybe the kazoo but that hardly counts!" He looked slightly relieved at least, even if certain innuendos went over his head.
"So... so you don't think they'll chop it off? And... it's not like... I mean. I thought it was just a key! The old woman was so adamant about protecting it it HAD to be something of interest, right? I just was going to bring it back to Deus. And er. I did, I guess." He flexed his fingers again, staring at it before glancing around the table at the familiar faces. "It seemed like a good idea at the time."
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Posted: Fri Sep 27, 2013 4:27 pm
Ami saw Kat enter the room and slowly slid towards her.
"Now I see why Mark went running. Are you still torturing him with that silly green action figure?" she remarked. A smirk was evident on her face- Ami was always amused by Kat and Mark's "relationship."
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Posted: Fri Sep 27, 2013 4:28 pm
"Life would have to answer to the ******** Sun division if they chopped your hand off. Even if it would be a ******** mercy given how much you play shite instruments at us. No being able to wank though would be the worst thing imaginable, especially being as hugely single as you are man."
He shook his head. "You need to reassess your idea of what a good ******** idea constitutes or you are going to end up covered in scars and curses and s**t."
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Posted: Fri Sep 27, 2013 4:32 pm
"Well, if you can play your instrument with your mouth alone, I'm sure it's impressive anyway." Pokerface.
"I don't think they'll chop it off, no. That'd be counterproductive." Life division might want to observe Jerry for a while, but Jordan kept that thought to himself. It was almost certainly safer to have the marking checked out than to leave it alone. "Have you made your report yet?"
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Posted: Fri Sep 27, 2013 4:35 pm
Marcus looked at Otto. Then at Ami. He gave them a mild stare of deep emotional feeling. One that said: 'You goddamn lil ******** need to at least try to be social jesus christ you aren't five you are adults but if you're gonna be that way okay just know I will disapprove and hope that maybe you will be a bit more social once fully away okay'. "Dakota isn't allowed to die. Not until he replaces the sandwich." His moon bro knew which one.
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Posted: Fri Sep 27, 2013 4:38 pm
"H-hey now! I... I'd like to think I'm pretty good!" Jerry huffed at Rep's critique of his instrument playing. The rest he chose to not mentally translate the Scotsman's quip about whatever wank was yes, just not mentally translate. He cleared his throat instead.
Well, he was already covered in scars. He grimaced at his palm, "You... you think it's really a curse? And no one can play an instrument with their mouth alone, don't be silly. Well. Except those little holders you can get for you shoulders-" He was thinking about harmonicas.
"No, no report yet. Like I said I JUST got back like... a few hours ago." He sagged, "I'm lucky I got a chance to change my clothes and eat something."
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