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 Posted: Wed Feb 25, 2015 8:09 pm
turtle dove
"Excellent," said Chance in approval. "Also what's your brother's name again? I've met him once, haven't I?"
The pasta was really very good. Chance ate in silence for several minutes before turning his attention back to Claude, his eyebrows raised, his expression one of amusement. A sarcastic answer was on the tip of his tongue, but he swallowed it back.
Almost.
"A million dollars," he deadpanned.
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Posted: Wed Feb 25, 2015 8:36 pm
turtle dove"Lex." She answered. "Briefly, yes. At the briefing for the mission he's leading. Studying the effects of FEAR candy on humans." Which she still didn't agree with, but he was her brother so... For those several silent minutes while Chance ate, Claude looked elsewhere. After all, it'd be creepy to stare at him while he ate. The trainee took to leaning back in her chair, arms loosely crossed as she stared off at nothing in particular with a lidded gaze. Chance's sarcastic answer pulled her back into focus as she glanced at him. "What good would a million dollars do you, hm?"
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Posted: Wed Feb 25, 2015 8:42 pm
girl scouts"C-coming right up!" She deposited them onto Chance's legs, and opened a box of thin mints, chilled of course. "You in any s-state to give me my payment?" Felicia wiggled in her seat. "Or you t-too banged up to manage? Whatcha d-do anyhow?"
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Posted: Wed Feb 25, 2015 11:40 pm
Checkup
Lex made a minisule and amused scoff and tutted under his breath, checking a few things and circling a few areas. All in all, Chance seemed okay physically. "Well, that wasn't your most inspired moment I take?"A quirky smile, but Lex continued on with a light professional tone. "Says you were hurt by some sort of harpy or Valkyrie. I hope your report isn't referring to Claudia."A brief pause, a deadpan silence. "That was a joke."
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Posted: Thu Feb 26, 2015 8:20 am
coffee creamersWhen Oliver stopped by the infirmary, he carried with him a super large mug of coffee fresh from the Life labs. It had been prepared with all the skill he had acquired over his months of coffee running, expertly made using the good, if slightly temperamental, machine available primarily to his own division. "Chance, a-are you awake?" He asked, peeking in as though his arrival was uninvited and unexpected. It wasn't even painfully early in the morning, as the boy had taken time for his usual morning run, and even longer waiting for an opportunity to grab a quick shower while the showers were completely unoccupied. Oliver looked like he had come straight over afterwards, his hair still wet, and for once not looking like he had just gotten out of bed. There would be no mistaken toe-nudging today, just coffee.
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Posted: Thu Feb 26, 2015 5:58 pm
turtle dove
He made a mental note of this information about her brother, filing it away for further observation, though it was mostly dismissed for the time being. The pasta really was very good, and it was hard to talk when ones mouth was being stuffed with delicious food.
"I'd buy an observatory," came Chance's muffled answer. "Or maybe just a bigger telescope. Or maybe I'd just use the money to go across the world to study the stars."
He swallowed, wiped his mouth and said, "What about you?"
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Posted: Thu Feb 26, 2015 6:00 pm
girl scouts
Chance clapped his hands together in excitement before reaching out and plucking up the box of thin mints. He undid the top and pulled out one of the rolls of cookies, fingers working to unwrap the plastic, and when he finally was able to do so, he pulled out a cookie and popped it happily into his mouth.
"I'm good to repay," he said with a wink in Felicia's direction. "Gimme a minute after I stuff my face and I'll doodle up something for you. And the short answer is that I was stupid and went to the Haunted House on my own, got a little banged up by a reaper."
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Posted: Thu Feb 26, 2015 6:03 pm
checkup
"Nope," answered Chance cheerfully. He shifted a little in the bed and wondered if it would be possible to ask for more pillows. "I have several of those I like to think - inspired moments, I mean - and this definitely wasn't one of them, I'm ashamed to admit."
Lex's joke fell mostly flat because of the delivery, but Chance still gave him an amused smile.
"Not at all," he said lightly. "Though to be fair, she is fully capable of kicking my a**."
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Posted: Thu Feb 26, 2015 6:05 pm
coffee creamers
"Always awake," came the answer from behind the curtain, and Chance tugged on them, smiling up at Oliver with the sort of laziness that stemmed from an inability to do much more than just lie in the same place all day long and a restless desire to talk.
"Good morning, Oliver."
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Posted: Thu Feb 26, 2015 6:25 pm
coffee creamersOliver smiled, and like a good little coffee gopher, he scurried over to Chance's side and held out the mug. "Good morning! I, um, d-didn't know if you took your coffee black, so I brought some sugar and cream..." Some might have been an understatement, Oliver had a handful of each stashed in his pockets just in case. Coffee preferences were as diverse as skin colours. If not more so. He unwittingly gave Chance a very quick look over, that trained glance looking for any obvious signs of injury or illness. "Ah... H-how are you feeling?"
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Posted: Thu Feb 26, 2015 7:48 pm
turtle doveOf course it had to do with stars. She knew, but she was still amused to hear him talk about it, regardless. "Study the stars..." She mused. "Would you discover something new, hm? Name your own constellation?" There was no thoughtful pause as she answered the question turned on her. "I'd purchase a place to harbor a seaworthy replica of a seventeenth century frigate I'd commandeer."
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Posted: Fri Feb 27, 2015 4:56 pm
Brownie bitesI'm not one for lying. Peyton blinked, head tipping gently to one side thoughtfully as she looked at him. Impossible to tell if he was, infact, telling the truth, but if he was, that was a very refreshing quality in a person. Especially now. A little straight up honesty sounded absolutely wonderful after all the bullshit she'd had to wade through in the last couple months. "That's good to know." Smiling, to herself as much as for him, she brought her legs up to brace her heels on the edge of the chair, arms looping around them. "Of course. We're comrades, and we're Suns." There weren't many people on the island she wouldn't have fought for, but admittedly it was easier with some. Chance was a mild, easy going guy. He was polite, nice, and always seemed to be in a good mood. It made him very likable. "That's good, you should trust your partner." She knew all too well that that wasn't always the case. She couldn't imagine being paired with someone she didn't trust or get along with. Someone that might have been actively against her. It would have been awful. "But my offer stands either way." There was a brief pause, then she was grinning. "Or even if you just want to spar again."
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Posted: Sat Feb 28, 2015 12:20 am
checkup
"Mm. She's bested me in a few arm wrestling matches." Lex admitted, setting the clipboard back on its hook and folding his hands behind his back, giving chance a professional smile.
"Uncomfortable?" He saw the man twitching around; it wasn't all too uncommon. Infirmary beds were no luxury.
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Posted: Sat Feb 28, 2015 10:07 pm
checkup
"I'm sure she has," said Chance, smiling benignly at Lex. "She's got a good head on he shoulders, and she's definitely proven herself to be more than capable of handling pretty much anything."
He tapped his fingers slowly and rhythmically against his stomach.
"Just not easy to move when one's ribs are broken," Chance answered with a wheezing laugh. "Plus these beds aren't exactly the greatest, though that doesn't bother me too much. I've slept on worse."
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Posted: Sat Feb 28, 2015 10:09 pm
coffee creamers
"I like black, yes," said Chance as he reached out to take the cup. "The occasional sugar and cream is all right, but black coffee happens to be my favorite kind, I have no idea why. But I do appreciate the thought," he added, as a cluster of options was presented to him.
Chance took a sip, reveling in the scent, and then looked back at Oliver.
"Just smashing," he said brightly. "And by that I mean it quite literally, it kind of feels like my ribs are smashed in..."
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