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 Posted: Mon Dec 07, 2009 5:58 pm
Lina glanced at Reeve. She was still standing in the doorway to the hall.
"...?"
She raised an eyebrow at him, waiting for signs one way or another.
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Posted: Mon Dec 07, 2009 6:02 pm
Reeve rubs at his face, as if trying to paw the sleep out of his system. Immediately, he hugs himself, shivering against some unnatural cold.
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Posted: Mon Dec 07, 2009 6:14 pm
Lina shook her head but thought for a bit.
"I guess we're still at the wait it out phase?"
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Posted: Mon Dec 07, 2009 6:19 pm
"...Wait what out, exactly?"
Reeve looks up at her, giving no indication that he'd been away, that he'd been piloting Megas GNA, or that he'd ever skipped a beat in his life, apart from the shaking as if he were coming off a bad trip. And let's be honest. He is.
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Posted: Mon Dec 07, 2009 6:30 pm
She smirked a bit but that quickly faded.
"...So, claiming the no memory of what you've done bit?"
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Posted: Mon Dec 07, 2009 6:37 pm
Reeve scratches the back of his head, ruffling his already characteristically bad hairdo.
"No, 'claiming the no idea whit th'hell you're on about' bit."
Irritable already from the lack of drugs, and still stiff from the asswhooping and rushed recovery, Reeve stretches, or tries to as he stands up.
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Posted: Mon Dec 07, 2009 6:47 pm
She shook her head.
"Guess I should probably hold off on billing you for..."
She tapped her ear a few times
"41.93% of a giant robot then."
She sighed
"As stereotypical as asking it is what's the last thing you remember anyway?"
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Posted: Mon Dec 07, 2009 6:51 pm
" Training. Lots of training," Reeve says simply, vaguely. He sidles past her and into a bathroom. Rifling through the medical cabinet there, he chokes down some headache pills, subconsciously hoping for some kind of placebo effect.
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Posted: Mon Dec 07, 2009 6:53 pm
She followed Reeve, standing outside the bathroom, but overusing her energy sense.
"Anything more specific, like where you trained, or that stuff?"
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Posted: Mon Dec 07, 2009 7:16 pm
"Not really comin' to mind," he replies, staring at himself in the mirror. "I'm kinda fried."
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Posted: Mon Dec 07, 2009 7:24 pm
Jin and Iri both had fallen asleep in their seats. Which would be why they hadn't reacted to Reeve's waking. (( Had to put something together with which to catch up. ^_^ )) Now Jin wakes. He snorts and lifts his head. One ear twitches. He had heard the strange man wake up. But did he hear something else? Yelling, maybe, outside of the dojo?
Not saying a word, Jin gets up and exits the room. One hand on his sword, he makes his way through the basement hallways and to the main room of the dojo. The dragon stares at the main entrance. Is this where the noise came from?
In her seat, Iri's starting to stir. A lock of hair falls in her face, too much to be kept tucked behind her ear. A single strand manages to make its way under her nose. Consequently, Iri sneezes... And sneezes so hard, she falls forward out of her chair.
"Holy--Damn it!" She mutters a few more curses. Then, "Ow..."
Rubbing her nose with one hand, Iri pushes herself up and kneels on the ground. Then she quickly begins to braid her hair in an attempt to keep it out of her face. The Fury's long hair has always been her pride and joy, but there are days she thinks about chopping it all off.
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Posted: Mon Dec 07, 2009 8:19 pm
She replied to him while leaning against the wall.
"You might want to talk to Iri a bit. I haven't seen you for about seven months now"
She then added an afterthought.
"Ended up spending the last month dealing with some guy, Daizing, as a sensei"
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Posted: Mon Dec 07, 2009 8:38 pm
.Dipping his head under the faucet, hoping to feel some kind of refreshed, Reeve replies
"Danzig? Like 'Mother, tell your children not to walk my way' Danzig?"
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Posted: Mon Dec 07, 2009 8:46 pm
She blinked a few times before answering.
"Maybe, had plenty of guesses about the name"
She listened to the faucet.
"Feel like you went cold turkey on something? Or that someone poisoned you?"
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Posted: Mon Dec 07, 2009 8:51 pm
Iri gets up off the ground, dusting off her sarong skirt. Now that she's awake, Iri hears voices. She doesn't move at first. It sounds like Lina and Reeve are casually speaking to one another. Did the drugs wear off that fast? And has Lina's trigger finger faded away?
The Fury breathes a sigh of relief. For now, at least, things are a little normal. But what about Iri's little lost student?
Oh s**t. I think someone's gonna be pissed at me.
After mentally steeling herself, Iri follows the voices. Making sure to step a little loudly, so she doesn't startle anyone, Iri approaches Lina. She shouldn't startle anyone, though. It can be assumed that anyone in the building probably heard her sneeze, fall and curse. Her expression stays carefully neutral as she walks up behind the dragonkin.
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