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 Posted: Mon Jul 24, 2017 9:21 am
Halloween "That she didn't have feelings and sacrifice was noble or whatever, so she died? Mr. Michaels seemed to like her though? I found a bunch of obits for her, I guess old me had wanted to do something like that, but I'm not sure if she ever did. Her name was Caly Jones and there were some middle names, but they all got struck out, so I guess she never got the whole mouthful." America paused and then added, "She only got to live a few months. At first I thought she'd been my daughter. But I looked it up. Couldn't get it all, but the report said she replaced the old America." Just like she had. Is it any wonder the girl was curious?
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Posted: Mon Jul 24, 2017 9:45 am
how to deal
Chance frowned a little, eyes opening, his head tilting to the side so that he wasn't looking directly at the sun anymore. His gaze went, as usual, to the ring on his hand; he flexed his fingers absently, watching the light play off of the metal and precious stones.
"And here, kids, is why you should never bump uglies without protection," Chance deadpanned. "Otherwise you get reptile mammal human...things."
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Posted: Mon Jul 24, 2017 10:18 am
Halloween
Dawson was quiet for a moment, scratching his beard thoughtfully.
"So. Caly was a clone've you, yeah," he began, softer than before. They were in an open space and alone, but still. "She was you, basically, but missin' somethin'. I don' think it was feelin's in general, but...I dunno. Somethin' deep in her heart." He tapped his chest without thinking, ever gesturing as he spoke.
"I didn' know at first, not 'til she tried t'sleep with me. This was, uh, after she broke up with Taym. Yer ex boyfriend," Dawson clarified, though he doubted she hadn't come across his name before now. "So, y'know, lotta 'motional turbulence was goin' on there. She wasn' in a good place either way, n' the people tha' did find out she was a clone got hostile. Mean, I don' blame 'em; clones up 'til now've been weapons against us: super freakin' strong, emotionless, almost impossible t'kill. Me, I..."
He stopped and looked at his hands. It didn't ache like it used to, but it was an old scar nonetheless.
"I dunno. I felt for her. Caly was different. She needed a friend, so I reached out. Didn' work so well at first but, well," he gave a wan smile, "y'know me. Real stubborn about that. So we talked a lot about different stuff, she asked me t'stay at her place--the house we're at now. I believed she was people e'en if she didn', n' I guess I got to her. I told her that Calypso story once, n' she liked the name, so. Caly.
"You gotta unnerstand, though. I wasn' okay with you bein' replaced. But s'not like Caly asked t'get born n' thrown over there either. I was hopin' maybe one day we could work t'gether n' getcha back." Dawson sighed.
"Then some s**t went down on the island. Guess there were other agents in place or somethin' t'hit us, but it kinda exploded. Literally. I found Caly lookin' ready t'hurt someone, but I convinced her t'help me find the other guys injured in the blast, n' she did. Tha's where we found you, in all that rubble. Sleepin' like the dead." His hands clasped together. "N' then Caly did somethin', she disappeared, n' you came back."
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Posted: Mon Jul 24, 2017 11:33 am
Halloween "Maybe I should pick a different name, too," America mused. "I'm not any different from a clone, really. I'm even missing stuff like important memories and the feelings she had for folks." She drummed her fingers along a new coconut. "I don't care if they're mad at me like they were mad at her," the girl assured him. "I'm glad you were her friend, though. I think one real friend is enough."
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Posted: Mon Jul 24, 2017 12:04 pm
Halloween
Dawson took a coconut half full of fresh water from the cove and drained it. "Anyone gets mad, I'll kick their a**," he declared simply as he wiped his mouth. "But...yeah. Older you said somethin' similar." It had simultaneously made it better and worse without canceling each other out.
Deciding his discount jack-o-lantern needed a bigger grin, Dawson began to zig-zag the stone knife further into it. "What kinda name you feelin'?" he asked, forcing himself back to his usual gregariousness with the topic switch. "Like just yer first name or both names? You goin' superhero on me, it's gotta be a cool one."
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Posted: Mon Jul 24, 2017 12:09 pm
Hang in there
"Dawson," he said in turn with a smile. Even with her attempts, Dawson was a round man; unless she had a thin personal bubble, it was going to be some level of discomfort sitting in the shed. Dawson, on his part, was perfectly fine with the closeness.
"Only thing I know 'bout ya is that Melvin looked like he had some words fer ya," he said, hands clasped in his lap. Near him was a structure of palm tree wood that could have passed for a chair, though it was currently the seating place for several coconut halves of fresh water. "So, uh, best place t'start I guess would be what's got you all knotted up righ' now exactly?"
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Posted: Mon Jul 24, 2017 12:56 pm
Halloween "No you won't, 'cause you loved her too," America reasoned, for a moment looking older than her fifteen years. "You'll feel bad for them, and try to help them. I'll hurt them, though. On purpose. I'm not good like you." And then it was gone and she was grinning, giving his arm a punch, "I'm not a dork, okay. But if I was, I'd go whole hog and have Mr. The Awesome name me like one of his sexy roleplay characters." She couldn't help but giggle, and then she told Dawson the tale of Mark and his cyborg werewolf bride.
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Posted: Mon Jul 24, 2017 1:17 pm
Halloween
Dawson made appropriately comical faces through the twists and turns before bursting out laughing near the end. "He does know tha's basically a girl version of Channing Tatum's character in Jupiter Ascending, right?" he said. "Careful, though, he'd getcha stuck with a Star Wars name probably. N' you'd never get to be as awesome as him."
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Posted: Mon Jul 24, 2017 2:33 pm
Hang in there
Kim luckily wasn't too worried about being too close to another. She nodded a bit at the other man. "Nice to meet you Dawson. I guess what brought me here is.. I am getting rather lonely. I worry about my actions and how others will react."
Km waved one hand a bit. "I want to better myself but.. What if I mess up? How can I be a good hunter if I am not trusted?". She took a deep breath. "I'm worried all the time now. Do I have a right to be worried? Am I just.. You know being what the others said I am?"
[Quote"medigel"]
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Posted: Mon Jul 24, 2017 3:51 pm
how to deal
"Ultimate unprotected sex prevention is mental scarring," Dawson said cheerily, before he plopped his cap on Chance's head. He had noticed the other had been squinting and keeping his eyes closed. "Right up there with goin' blind beatin' yer meat too much n' keepin' cross eyed fer holdin' it too long."
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Posted: Mon Jul 24, 2017 4:54 pm
TiredIt was an offer of reciprocation, and Jordan wasn't sure if it would be taken up or even needed. But he'd wanted to put it out there, at least. "Back home ... it's easier to forget that things are the way they are. I can keep busy, and we don't see each other so much, so I'm not reminded of it every day." He stared up at the cloudless sky, and sounded not so much upset as tired. "Rep would take me back. Sometimes I think he wants to, sometimes I'm not as sure. That makes for a different kind of awkward. I like him, he likes me, there's tension there that can't go anywhere." He dug his feet into the hot sand, seeking the cooler layer underneath. "Something's gotta give eventually. I just don't know what or when."
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Posted: Tue Jul 25, 2017 3:33 pm
restless"Not what I meant," she answered with a frown, staring up at him for a handful of seconds before shaking her head and running her fingers though her hair to push the unruly curls back from her face. "And not exactly comforting, is it? People go in, but they don't come out." ------- haunted"That's the question, isn't it?" He didn't seem exactly thrilled to be there, but that wasn't Dawson's fault. The Moon hunter wasn't the reason Zeke wasn't sleeping at night, and it certainly wasn't fair of him to take out his frustrations on in. Drawing in a breath, Zeke fiddled with a cigarette, turning it over and over in his hands as he glanced out at the rolling waves. "I haven't been sleeping well. Not much since that dream, thing, whatever it was. And it's gotten worse since we were all tossed into the sandbox again."
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Posted: Tue Jul 25, 2017 6:29 pm
Hello Again
"There's fish, coconuts, water from the cove." Alicia listed with her fingers in a matter of fact tone. "Which you probably have plenty of, being a capable grown man and all, in which case the next thing I can offer you will be my company if that's good enough for you?"
She winked, sneaking a hand out to lightly run the tips of her fingers along his arm before turning away to sit herself down on the sand. "So... you think anyone's coming for us?"
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Posted: Tue Jul 25, 2017 8:43 pm
Deep BruisesThe bruises sat under his eyes, leaving Vasily looking exhausted: worn thin and unwell, and probably he hadn't been eating very much. By this point they had been there for several months. It was long enough for hope of returning home to turn into something distant, faint, slipping out of his grasp whenever he tried too hard. He'd seen the shack before, of course. The first time, he'd been trying to get something to eat, an endeavor he largely ignored by now. Today, he actually poked his head in through the door, looking young and fragile and lost, and immediately regretted the incursion. He turned to run in the hopes he hadn't been noticed.
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Posted: Wed Jul 26, 2017 10:19 am
Hang in there
"Okay." He wanted to offer her a coconut half of water but belatedly remembered he hadn't been able to go refill them yet. He hummed in thought instead. "Those're a lotta big thoughts you got goin'. Let's parse 'em down a bit."
Dawson made a motion, like he was squeezing something into a more compact shape. Kim would notice he gesticulated a lot as he spoke.
"What's makin' you worry in the first place?" he asked. "S'it bein' a new hunter n' all? 'Cuz don' worry, everyone goes through that at some point. What're people tellin' you exactly?"
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