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Toshihiko Two rolled 1 12-sided dice:
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Total: 2 (1-12)
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 Posted: Sat Jun 09, 2012 11:48 am
"Alright, hold on," Harrison said, patting Jordan's arm to let him know he was standing, and getting a hold of Jerry's arm instead. He popped open his tin and pushed up Jerry's sleeve. He needed to get cleared for the next level of bandaid, so he had more than one per pack.
"We appreciate it. Go get cleaned up." He looked back at Jordan, "Guess Ofie's gonna have to wait."
Healing: Jerry
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Posted: Sat Jun 09, 2012 11:58 am
"Yeah, got other things to worry about," Jordan sighed. "Thanks, Jerry. I really do appreciate that you came here first." He patted Jerry's shoulder and went to retrieve his boots from under the bed.
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Posted: Sat Jun 09, 2012 12:00 pm
"I don't... WANT to get him in trouble," Jerry sighed, " I just... don't want to be bullied any more. Not by him, not by anyone."
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Posted: Sat Jun 09, 2012 12:11 pm
"So don't get him in trouble," Harrison said. "What the hell are you talking about, bullied," he smoothed the bandaid out, then squeezed his bicep. "You've muscled up. And you can take a hit or three. ....And give a hit or ten, if you feel like it. You're a Hunter, not a rabbit. Take it to the training fields next time."
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Posted: Sat Jun 09, 2012 12:14 pm
"You stood up for yourself," Jordan pointed out. "You've gotten a lot stronger over the past year-and-some. It takes some time, is all."
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Posted: Sat Jun 09, 2012 12:23 pm
Jerry blushed as his arm was squeezed, fidgeting with his cane in front of him, "I know you guys... care about him. I thought he and I were on our way to being friends. He... made it clear he doesn't want that. I just... don't know what to tell Sasha now. I just... I gave her that present I got her in Vegas and she was ecstatic. She's just... agreed to let me stay with her since my room's um." He gestured to the bags of clothes. "And thanks to Rep and his... his childish game I have to go ruin all that. I just... I don't understand what he thinks he has to gain by just... getting stuck in this self destructive rut. I just wish he respected me more. I mean... I KNOW I'm just... I mean you guys probably just see me as..." He shook his head, pushing his glasses up his nose as he sighed, "Maybe I should just spar with him. But somehow I don't think me kicking his bum would help his self confidence any. And I'm not going to just LET him win, that would be worse."
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