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 Posted: Sun Apr 11, 2010 7:02 pm
Jack thought a moment. "Nah. They all got their reasons for retiring. I'll leave them to their own lives."
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Posted: Sun Apr 11, 2010 7:10 pm
((aww kiki, just hang in there o tay =D ))
Kratos looked over to Toph his body began to return to normal however he made sure to remember the scent of this man....he would be paying him a visit later. The facial marks were still present and slowly fading when he spoke "Come on Toph lets leave these losers before they rub off on us."
Inutaishou nodded and kissed her neck softly. he took her hand into his and lifted it up over her head holding on to her in such as fashion to prepare her for what he was about to do next. the pleads of his mate were sweet to his ears as he kissed her some more. deciding that allowing her to wait longer would be a mistake for him, he wrapped his arm around her waist and lifted her up.... allowing their primal instincts to take over.
"Not as beautiful as you Tomoe" he smiled "but yea it is, and the breeze is just perfect here too" he smiled as he held her hand
Maverick smiled "And why would she be jealous?" he asked her with a wink and a kiss to her neck.
Raguna tilted his head a bit confused "Oh.... umm i think i understand. well at least in the bright note, none of you will have to be forced to shut down which is good right"
Emmet nodded "Ok sounds good to me, well then start suiting up Jack, im ganna call the meeting, ill announce you the way you love to be announced with a dramatic entrance right?"
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Posted: Sun Apr 11, 2010 7:56 pm
"Hah, yeah. You know me; some things never change." There was plenty about Jack that had changed over the years. It was funny to look back, sometimes, and see all the things that had stayed the same.
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Posted: Sun Apr 11, 2010 8:22 pm
Grimmjow slowly came too, rubbing his head. "What the hell happend?" he asked himself, getting up. "Must have used to much energy with the Ceros..." he said. He felt like his head was going to explode.
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Posted: Sun Apr 11, 2010 9:10 pm
((A little something because I'm bored.))
Medic was quietly reading in his room. Getting a tad uncomfortable from sitting in the same position for too long, he shifted, and accidentally knocked the lamp off his desk. "Scheiße...!"
As Spy was making his way back to his room, he heard a familiar German swear in a familiar voice. He stopped dead in his tracks, and his head snapped towards the direction Medic's voice had come from. So there was his room... They didn't put him in a cell. They didn't have guards on him. Was there even a lock? What sort of value did these people put on those who fight for them, if they take someone who did such horrible things to one of the group that they asked to be here, and just start treating him like one of their own? Did the others mean so little, or was it just him? Spy got his knife out and lunged at the door.
Medic jumped at the loud noise at his door. It almost sounded like a knock, but then there was this almost scrapping sound... Quickly grabbing his syringe gun, he aimed it towards the door, and demanded, "Who's zhere!?" No one answered, but the noises continued, like something was attacking the door. Where there even animals up here? Perhaps someone's pet escaped...? Suddenly, the sound stopped. The German waited a few moments longer, to see if it would happen again, but there was silence. Curiosity got the better of him, and he cautiously opened the door, syringe gun at the ready. The hall seemed empty... Wondering what might have caused the noise, Medic looked to the other side of the door; surely whatever had been scratching would leave marks. What he saw wasn't claw marks; it was the his symbol, the one on his medpack on his back. It was crude, true, with the circle slightly misshapen and angular, and all the markings were narrow. A little confused, Medic looked around, hoping to find another clue as to who might have done this. He did; a still lit cigarette lay on the ground.
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Posted: Mon Apr 12, 2010 2:46 am
Neru gave a small smile at the thought and nodded. She may not have as many outfits as Luka or Meiko, but she still wouldn't mind maybe chaning her look, even if just a little. She followed after her and pulled her cell phone out and began texting about what had happened to her. She was sure the others might care a little that Grimmjow had sent attacks at her or that she wasn't in the same spot.
Oomizu smiled lightly and blushed at him kissing her neck before she nuzzled his back and spoke softly into the crook of his neck. "I'm living in a great house with an even greater man now. I think any one would be jealous to a degree." She giggled lightly and wrapped her arms around his chest.
Meiko nodded lightly. Sure, they still had to do what others told them, but it ws almost always fun. It was always great when they got to learn a new dance or song they hadn't known before, especailly in America! She felt her cell phone vibrate before it began playing a quick little jingle. She reached into her shirt and pulled out her cell phone.
Luka had already beaten Meiko to seeing what was the cause of their cell phones going off. It was a text from Neru with a light (and slightly hard to decipher) fustration about Grimmjow with a sum of her "training" and that she was now headed to a dry cleaners and then the hotspring.
Gakupo's eyes got wide and he looked to Luka excitedly. "Luka, there's a hot sprong here?! Why hadn't you said anything about it? I want to go see what a real hot spring is like! Please please please?"
Luka looked to Gakupo and lifted an eyebrow before looking back to the cell phone and then to Meiko and Raguna. "Are you two interested in going to the hot spring, too?"
Meiko shrugged lightly. She wasn't as picky about getting dirty as the others. Truth be told, she'd kind of grown up to become a bit of a tom boy (more so than some of the guys at that). "It does not really mater to me. I am fine with doing whatever."
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Posted: Mon Apr 12, 2010 1:30 pm
Matthew is making his way back to his room. "Kuma~?" Indigo eyes scanning the space and searching for his companion. Where was that stupid bear? Soon, the small creature came toddling out of his room with arms outstretched. Mattie smiled and bent over, picking the bear up and hugging him close to his chest. He nuzzles his face into the bear's soft fur and sighs with a smile. "There you are Kumajiro." The bear looked up at him and blinked. "Pancakes?" Canada smiled and nodded. "Alright. I'm hungry too. Lets go and see if we can- Arthur what happened to you!?" His eyes were wide as he stared to his parental figure.
England grumbled with a sigh and shook his head. "Nothing happened. It was completely on purpose this time!" The shorter blonde gave an indignant sniff. He was still bearing long floppy, rabbit ears, and a soft tail that poked out of the pants he had to modify for them. Noting the look the other was given him, he sighed heavily and blushed deeply. His eyes moving to look away, he shifted slightly. "Okay. It was an accident. I have to deal with the extra's for a week. Possibly less."
Matthew was so tempted to reach out and scoop up Arthur into his arms. He was more then tempted to start petting him and cooing like he were the sweetest little pet imaginable. He had always liked Arthur better when he was a rabbit. Or even halfway. Because in both cases, he was more docile, and not to mention, smaller and that much cuter. "Oh wow.. I'm sorry." Lie.
"That bloody bear of yours is the problem! It was his fault this happened anyway!"
He looked to the bear in his arms, though did not whole heartedly scold him. Matthew never was good at scolding. "Kuma, you shouldn't have done that." Though, he did make Alfred cry once, after a three hour rant that pointed out every single one of the nation's faults and short comings. Thinking back on it, he felt a little guilty. But maple's sakes! Al needed to be scolded like that. It took him down a notch. Which was quite needed.
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Posted: Mon Apr 12, 2010 2:14 pm
Scout panted lightly as he half jogged down the hall with his usual big, goofy grin on his face after having participated in a great prank. He was still on his high from the prank he, Heavy, and Alfred (Matthew, but Scout didn't notice the difference) had pulled earlier. He saw Medic with his gun, which was a tad unusual, but at the same time he didn't care. He was probably just being all jumpy for some reason or what ever. It wasn't anything Scout should be concerned with. As he jogged closer, he could see the Medic symbol carved in his door. Huh. Hadn't he not wanted Spy to know where he was? So why would he carve his symbol into the door (and with a freaking needle of all things)? Well, what ever. If he wanted to customize his door, then power to him. He didn't even notice there was a cigarette on the floor at Medic's feet. He came hopping over to Medic (for the record, it looked almost like he was skidding/skipping to a stop) and smiled to him. "Yo Doc, what's up?"
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Posted: Mon Apr 12, 2010 2:30 pm
Medic let out a startled yelp, and on pure reflex fired a couple of shots at Scout. "Herr Scout, don't sneak up li-" he began, but abruptly stopped. Was this really the Scout, or did that Spy disguise as him? He grabbed at the younger man's face, and breathed a sigh of relief when he didn't feel a paper mask. "Zhe Spy has found me," he explained, not apologizing for his actions. "Come inside und I'll take out zhose needles for you."
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Posted: Mon Apr 12, 2010 2:57 pm
"GAH! What is ya major malfunction?!" Normally, Scout only used that for Engie, but Medic was having serious issues. Medic quickly answered (after grabbing Scout's face in a way that made him HIGHLY uncomfortable) and he groaned. Well, since Medic wasn't going to apologize, then Scout wouldn't be nice about being shot at with the Syringe gun. The man landed at least 3 in his arm alone! "What the hell is your problem?! You suck. You suck on ice." Still, he went into Medic's room and hopped onto the desk since he was just used to having the exam table there when Medic was removing anything that may have been launched at him after a mission. Yeah, his desk probably had something important on it, but Medic freaking owed him! He huffed and crossed his arms impatiently as he waited for Medic.
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Posted: Mon Apr 12, 2010 3:29 pm
Medic ignored the insults, which was easy with as often as he heard them. "Vhy can't you be more careful!?" he demanded, as Scout knocked an entire stack of books off the table. At least he hadn't stepped on the lamp. Knowing he either wouldn't get an answer or just be insulted again, the BLU grabbed Scout's arm to hold it steady, taking the syringes out one by one.
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Posted: Mon Apr 12, 2010 3:40 pm
Scout still wasn't happy with Medic, but Medic was quickly redeeming himself by putting up with his crapy behavior and at least being true to taking the needles from his arm. "Ya don't 'ave a medical table in heeya, so I chose tha next best thing." He pcked up a book (who knows what it was about) and flipped through it with the arm without needles in it. He wasn't reading it. More like looking at any pictures inside, which was few and far between.
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Posted: Mon Apr 12, 2010 3:55 pm
"Zhat's because zhis is supposed to be meine bedroom, not an infirmary, dummkopf," Medic replied. Although he wouldn't mind if they branched it out into one, with his room in the back. With a lock. On the inside. He glanced at the book Scout was reading. It was one of the fictional ones, not from his world, so he didn't know much about it. Really, though, he'd come to suspect Scout might be a touch illiterate, with just enough reading ability to pick from a menu and read those comics of his, and just grabbing at books to seem smarter or just because he couldn't ever sit completely still. "Zhere. Zhat's zhe last of zhem."
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Posted: Mon Apr 12, 2010 4:10 pm
Scout sort of ignored the comment. Well, yeah, he knew it was Medic's room, but he was used to seeing him in an infirmary! Can't blame him for thinking he enjoyed sleeping in one of the creepiest places in the base. He heard that everything was removed and shut the book before looking over himself briefly and lightly tossing the book back onto the desk, accidently scattering a few papers. " 'Ey, thanks Doc." You have no idea how much of an effort it took not to add some smart a** comment at the end of that. After all, if Medic hadn't been acting so jumpy than he wouldn't have needed those syringes removed in the first place. Well, didn't mean Scout didn't still appreciate the man. He may be sadistic and easy to hate, but as last he wasn't a complete b*****d. He hopped down and stretched lightly. "Man, you shoulda seen the awesome prank Me an' Heavy an' Alfred did earliah! Tha's sorta why I came ovah ta see ya since I'd been runnin' this way an' saw ya outta your room. It. Was. Awesome! Al, he went an' put one a' Demo's dimmed-down bombs tha' Heavy swiped from 'is room when he was drunk- which means he coulda gotten it at any point, am I right?- an' put it in this port-a-potty. Whoo! Man, ya shoulda seen 'ow pissed those guys were!" He began laughing one of those bent-over laughs, knowing Medic probably didn't care that he and Heavy and some kid in the group had blown up a toilet with hyped-up cherry bomb, but he still wanted to share in the hope some one would think it's funny or cool.
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Posted: Mon Apr 12, 2010 4:40 pm
"Zhe Heavy's been stealing zhings?" Medic questioned, raising an eyebrow. That seemed... odd... He never thought the Heavy, of all the people they worked with, would be stealing from the others. Perhaps it was a good thing the man had yet to visit him... "I suppose you'd better keep a close eye on your stuff, zhen, shouldn't you?" Still, Heavy the thief... it seemed so out of character for him, ignoring the fact that they'd go back and forth from defending their own intelligence to stealing the RED's. Apparently he didn't know the man very well.
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