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Posted: Sun Oct 18, 2015 1:00 pm
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[ 1:08 PM: Death Division Office (aka: Caelius's Office ) ]
"WHAT-- I d-d-don't ********, even, w-w-"
The whistle interrupted her. And then, in baffled appreciation, Felicia laid on the floor wheezing. Papers had gotten everywhere, some of them nibbled on. Even worse: some of them pooped on.
"Jesus," she wheezed, tugging on the firefox to try and get it to let go, but it might as well have been made out of silly putty, considering how much it stretched its tiny body. "D-d-does that happen often?"
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Posted: Sun Oct 18, 2015 6:44 pm
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8:34 AM: Life Labs
Was it frowned upon for one to commit homicide of their division assistant? Probably.
"THERE'S NOTHING TO TURN OFF," Gale yelled, resisting the urge to add except, apparently, your brain. His look of long suffering towards Lex was interrupted by one of the head spider things, Gale scrambling away from a long, spindly leg that was drawing too close for comfort.
A second later his weapon was summoned as he tried to slam the butt of the gun into a head spider.
OOC Character's name: Gale Gentry Character's faction: Deus Ex Machina - Full Death Hunter Character's personality: Stoic, serious, dry-humored, quiet, intelligent, proud Character's journal link: ★
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Posted: Sun Oct 18, 2015 9:01 pm
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Posted: Sun Oct 18, 2015 11:55 pm
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The tall Sun trainee gave a guffaw at the screen that troublesome someone, Mark they said (?) fighting a hand as if it was a big slapping fish. He might miss the Jason's part but this wasn't bad. He heard a blonde yelled back at him and summoned a long gun to shoot at spider's pieces. His eyes moved to another hunter threatened to turn Mark off grabbed his pistol to join the former.
Returning to Jason, the hunter had stopped his sobs and decided to join the rest. "Oh Hello Zanth, so we can summon our weapons in the labs?" Just to join the fun, he summoned his scythe but not swinging it.
"Mark, right?" He yelled back, "We don't see any boxes here?" Meanwhile, Catherine swore to kill a b***h if those disembodied dared to touch her when her partner kicked something crawling off his boots. "Anyone else needs help?" He heard that sun hunter should be assisting others in need.
Quote: Ace, Sun Trainee. 6'3", hair dyed into neon color as well as hetero-chromatic contacts, winged eyeliner with make-up and painted nail.
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Posted: Mon Oct 19, 2015 2:31 am
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Posted: Mon Oct 19, 2015 3:05 pm
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8:15 AM Mark's Office
Uncaring if Mark was awake or not, Kat let herself in to the untidy office in search of some extra paper she might be able to 'borrow'. Finding a few unused sheets with nothing on them, Kat started back out, but not before leaving a small note attached to Mark's back which read 'kick me'.
Quote: Name: Katherine Taylor Journal: HereDivision: Full Sun Hunter Weapons: Dual Hand Guns Drabble Thread: HereBRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER: AppearanceAge 23 and 5'6" in height, Kat has a few scars on her from bad encounters. The most noticible, is the scar on her face.
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Posted: Tue Oct 20, 2015 10:18 pm
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11:00 PM - ????
"Mark," Kostya said, exasperated, poking him with a pencil. "You cannot sleep here, of all place."
Frankly, he'd been trying to rouse the other Death hunter for some time now, and none of it had worked. Thus why he was resorting to the pencil method. It, too, was not working.
"Caelius is coming," he tried, and waited.
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