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 Posted: Wed Feb 29, 2012 6:22 pm
"They tell us to be alert and prepared, Marcus. I'm sure it'll be fine." Cass chimed to her boy at his warning.
Cass had leaned in to watch Clerise as she drew on the new Hunter-of-unknown-division-or-origin curiously, grinning like a cat until Jordan's hands slammed against the table, causing her to jump and nearly topple out of her seat as her head whirled around to see what was going on, a frown on her face.
Oh, the boys were roughhousing. Go figure.
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Posted: Wed Feb 29, 2012 6:33 pm
wahmbulance ((INCOMING HUNI POST)) wahmbulance
Before was going to say something back to Rep, something about how he totes remembered the guy's name but just preferred to call him Noah. Except the Misty's face took on this greenish tint from the lingering smell (that may or may not just have all been in Before's head) and he didn't want to risk emptying his stomach onto the guy. Not that he was trying to spare Rep's feelings or anything but Before was just more concerned about laundry duty.
And then Cael began to speak. Which pretty much reminded Before just why he stopped giving two ******** about the Deather's opinion and focused instead on the content. It certainly helped calm his stomach down.
When the Deather left, that's when things sort of exploded into movement all around Before. Some trainees were trying to wake Allan, then Leon came rushing and s**t started happening between him and Rep and throughout the scuffle, Before just sat there. Honeybadger-ing it up. you know what, Before was just going to suggest "Maybe someone should give him the Sleeping Beauty treatment? You know? Plant a big old wet one on him." The next time he turned to see who his seatmate was, he was happy to find it was Leon.
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Posted: Wed Feb 29, 2012 6:33 pm
Justin simply stood right in front of the door. "Hang on a sec, wait wait, I got this." He made a face of intense concentration as he took out from his pockets three containers of questionable liquid and a few packages of what looked like a processed cheese sandwich. Items check, done. Pot check, done.
Confidently, he sauntered right into the room, not really noticing the extra baggage trailing behind. Some people just liked to /follow, he didn't really blame them if they wanted to spend some time relaxing. Justin was a proactive player after all.
The sight that greeted the trainee, with some other guild members throwing chairs and slamming tables and whatnot only made his grin grow wider. "Wow, I love our raid party already." It was unclear as to whether he was talking to Reine or the empty chair. The trainee looked around: most faces were unfamiliar. "So who's the guild master for raid, I'll have you know I'm an experienced tank."
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lizbot rolled 2 12-sided dice:
8, 3
Total: 11 (2-24)
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Posted: Wed Feb 29, 2012 6:33 pm
A man with short blonde hair wearing a perfectly creased three piece suit entered the room. Some of the trainees may recognize him as the Sun assistant, Simon. He glanced at the man sleeping on the table, quickly summoned his weapons, and fired.
Target: Allen Damage: 5 HP: 60
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Posted: Wed Feb 29, 2012 6:35 pm
There was already hand banging, and Leon had to do a double check to make sure it wasn't Caelius returning to throw another temper death tantrum.
nope, just Jordan trying to break up the fights, even if he wasn't fighting yet, just claiming his territory.
The life hunter just raised his hands in a defensive manner, eyebrows up in shock. "What, I didn't punch him this time, I just wanted my spot in the room bac-."
The mumbling of one saying "you b*****d." or at least whatever Rep said with a mouthful of imaginary cocks wasn't heard by the boxer, but the impact of a fist to the back of his head, now that was heard loud and clear.
"Jordan, You might want to warn this trainee that it is not wise to turn this into a fist fight." he said evenly, barely budging from the hit and refusing to move till the fist did, the body merely waited till it passed.
He didn't want to kill a trainee so soon after his promotion. Cleaning blood from the coat was sure to be expensive. especially ginger blood, he was sure of it.
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Posted: Wed Feb 29, 2012 6:40 pm
When Caelius spoke, Nona fell silent. It was a blissful sort of thing, really, and when Caelius stormed out Sasha swung her gaze around to watch Allan. She watched with wide eyes as Clerise and Cass moved forward and began harassing the sleeping fellow.
emotion_kirakira
Oh, they were just terrible.
<Oh, Sasha. That one. Her skin, it looks so soft. And that boil! Oh, Sasha, his muscles. And Sasha, that one's hair. Oh, oh! Please, that one. That one, Sasha.>
With a melancholy sigh, Sasha buried her face in her hands.
Suddenly, a Rep went flying across the room.
<Oh, Sasha. Oh... oh, Sasha. That boil, that one is Nona's favorite. Did you not just see him simply fling that flame-haired man across the room? Oh, Nona would like to touch him, please, Sasha. Just a little.>
Sasha jumped out of her chair in a jerky movement when Jordan slammed his hands down on the table, quite startled. She would never admit it, but she had been mentally agreeing with Nona on the topic of Leon's impressive build.
And then punching?! And shooting?!
"Oh, gosh."
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Zoobey rolled 2 12-sided dice:
4, 12
Total: 16 (2-24)
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Posted: Wed Feb 29, 2012 6:41 pm
What happened next was possibly something that could not quite be recounted by mere human eyes. There was no sound as a blur of black and khaki leapt into the air, did probably one of the most intense, flashy mid-air flips possible to man (or not possibly even), and somehow managed to summon a giant broadsword in mid-execution.
Said sword went straight down on the table, cleaving the nearly twenty-foot oak table in half, stirring up a bit of dust and rubble as Allan simply took the second to grip his sword in both hands and charge straight at Simon with his sword. There might have been a battle shout, just to emphasize the moment.
Damage: 16 - 6 = 10
HP: ???
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Posted: Wed Feb 29, 2012 6:41 pm
But Caelius wasn't even there. Reine sulked for a moment, taking in the scene of chairs being thrown around the room- yes, actually, she would very much like to throw a chair at Justin, and she didn't even need to hold back since the death division leader wasn't around.
"******* raids," she swore, and punched Justin in the back, before stepping past him.. only to notice someone else stepping past her and firing his weapon at the man at the table.
What was going on. Was that Clarice in a golem again?!
Maybe not.
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Posted: Wed Feb 29, 2012 6:42 pm
Cass had recoiled away from Allan even before the shot was fired, eyes wide and making sure to be out of the way.
"GAME TIME!" she suddenly decreed, not even questioning why Simon was shooting at a sleeping man who had woken up and killed the table. She wanted a seat. She wanted popcorn.
THIS WAS EXCITING
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Posted: Wed Feb 29, 2012 6:42 pm
"Save it for later," Jordan said. "Won't be the first time he's challenged an intermediate, probably won't be the last, this is not the time." He gave Leon an even stare; he'd gotten the boxer to back off before and he wasn't about to just let those two start a fight during a meeting.
The shot got his attention, and he looked over to the man who had just entered the room, eyebrows going up.
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Posted: Wed Feb 29, 2012 6:44 pm
Clerise admired her handiwork, ignoring the clatter over a ******** chair that was going on nearby. Jordan's scolding made her look between him, the marker, the new dude, and the marker again--
No regrets.
Okay, maybe a few regrets. BGut
She let out a startled shout as the sleeping figure was shot by the nice pretty fellow in the suit-- and then he
He ******** charged the guy in white.
Oh my god, where IS THE POPCORN. WHERE IS IT.
Clerise took the time to ogle the two of them sparring, and took a page from Sasha's book as she did.
emotion_kirakira
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Posted: Wed Feb 29, 2012 6:44 pm
Syd very smartly, pushed away from the now broken table as it hit the ground. She knew she should have stayed standing, she thought as she got to her feet and moved to the wall. All this in-fighting was very NOT PROFESSIONAL OAO.
Not that she made that face.
Much.
oAo.
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Posted: Wed Feb 29, 2012 6:45 pm
Wilson stared at Allan with wide eyes. What was-- Hadn't he just---What in the world---??? He pushed his seat away from Allan and continued to stare at the man.
This was getting interesting and all, but maybe he should stay a good couple yards away from this dude.
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Posted: Wed Feb 29, 2012 6:46 pm
Weapons were drawn. Weapons were used. And Deryk shrieked before retreating away from Allan to avoid getting cleaved in half.
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Posted: Wed Feb 29, 2012 6:47 pm
Rep snarled in irritation as his punch resulted in little more than a sharp pain to his knuckles. The fleeting seeds of doubt made themselves known to him as he considered if maaaaybe this guy might be a bit much for him to take in a fight. But they were quickly shouted down by his usual combination of rediculous rage and a decisive lack of self preservation. There was a reason he had all the scars he did, if there was any angry redhead who was going to pick fights with the local psycho in a pub and see nothing wrong with it, it was Rep. And here he was again.
He probably would have tried to hit him again then and there if it wasn't for Jordan seizing his attention making him glance sidelong, narrowing his eyes but snorting dismissively.
"Yeah you are right." he stated irritably to Leon "Wouldn't want to show you up."
But if he couldn't have the chair, no one could, so he nevertheless summoned Tracey and in the commotion, made with a swing to hack off the legs at the back of the chair.
About then he might have made some sort of smug comment if the ENTIRE ******** TABLE wasn't suddenly cut in half. Seemed sleeping beauty was awake. And WHERE THE HELL HAD SIMON COME FROM?
Still, his immediate attention was fiirmly on Leon. He was a big disciplined looking guy.
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