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 Posted: Tue Jun 18, 2013 4:42 pm
Melvin didn't know what to think when they were back at their table eating again, but considering he'd went through illusions a few times before, he could only just sigh and imagine that this was part of the mission. He just hoped it wouldn't repeat over and over and over again like that one artifact.
Considering he didn't know when the next change would happen, Melvin ate a bit more quickly than before, not caring about how this all appeared, but wanting to drink just a bit more bliss in before he had to deal with s**t. He was starting to get that appreciating the little things whenever he could was the best thing to keeping your spirits up.
Drinking deeply from a wine glass, he watched the leads walk off and leave them there without any more information. Civilians eavesdropping was probably a risk, but he wished for just a bit more information. Then he watch Mark scream and run off, nearly breaking his tablet.
Rising up, he touched Rin's shoulder. "Seems like something is up." He gestured as he followed over, hoping that any information would be shared. That or he could somehow keep the tablet for himself. Free tech was free tech after all.
It was then that people started talking about ghosts and looking at the waiters who were swarming all around them. Looking over a few shoulders, he noticed the tablet showing some figures - and then a spider ran across.
Raising his hands up and backing away, Melvin stepped back closer to Rin. "I don't know if it's ghosts or spiders or what, but..." He shook his head at Rin. All the nope to those two options.
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Posted: Tue Jun 18, 2013 4:43 pm
"GET THE ******** AWAY FROM MY GURL YA----"Otto flailed awake, finding himself in Ophelia's arms and a Gale nearby. .....
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Posted: Tue Jun 18, 2013 4:44 pm
Once again Clarice and Clerise were back to having a nice dinner together and just getting back to where they had been. The restless alarm of the other hunters was happily ignored. And then. Rep.Sighing, Clarice rested her chin on her hand and watched Why We Can't Have Nice Things: The Sequel, her other hand wrapped around Raeg's metal cuff.
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Posted: Tue Jun 18, 2013 4:44 pm
Quinn put in his 2 cents by letting out a girly scream loudly.
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Posted: Tue Jun 18, 2013 4:44 pm
She allowed herself to get pulled back this time, a tinge of concern evident now that the waiters seemed to be coming en masse towards them. and yet despite it all, her heartrate remained mostly steady and calm, even though she was starting to feel it in her ears. "Everything was lovely," Stormy tried to tell the waiters, because talking was a free action right? "I saw one of the rooms, you guys did amazingly with the decorating. Everything is very much to satisfaction so far!"
< < Just kill them already. > >
They haven't done anything yet. They're just . . . very polite . . .
She glanced back as Gale yelled at the blond hunter and Patches came forward, but she refused to go on the offensive or defensive at that moment. Not until it was clear they were getting attacked.
She did blink at said guy came back from the living. "Welcome back...?" Wait, Eva? Eva like the really sweet girl from that one mission? Aww~
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Posted: Tue Jun 18, 2013 4:46 pm
Kostya followed Mimsy, in a bit of a daze. He stayed near the door after Mimsy tried to open it. He watched with a bland expression as Rep summoned his weapon, and Syntax excited crackled in his mind, spitting out a ream of code. Execute action.
There were more of them than there were of...whatever these creatures were. Obeying Syntax's pleads, the Moon trainee summoned him again, prepared this time. He didn't fire. Not yet.
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Posted: Tue Jun 18, 2013 4:46 pm
Ofelia grinned at Otto. "Mornin' sunshine."
She didn't let go though because free hug from Otto awww yisss.
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Posted: Tue Jun 18, 2013 4:48 pm
It was low, perhaps, but hey, it had worked, hadn't it. And in spite of their rather tenuous situation, Gale gave Otto a smirk.
"Who said anything about stealing your girl?" he said lightly, arching his brows as he stood, offering his hand to both Otto and Ofelia. "I've already got one of my own, thanks, so you need to still be alive so you can take care of the one you have. Which means getting up and getting to work."
Which was only half true, really, but that was beside the point. Gale took a few steps backwards, still on the defensive beside Stormy, though he hadn't summoned Jinhai just yet.
"Don't make any sudden moves yet," he murmured to her, with a sidelong, frustrated glance at a few of the others who had already moved to grab their weapons.rown alksdfnasdf SORRY GAIA DIDN'T NOTIFY ME YOU POSTED ABOVE ME cry
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Posted: Tue Jun 18, 2013 4:48 pm
Zombie waiters were horrifying, and she was legitimately freaked out - but the one thing that freaked her out most was that a giant weapon had just been summoned over everyone's heads. A really sharp, pointy, giant weapon.. She put her chin on Lucky's head to look over it at Jude. "Are all our weapons going to be that huge one day?! Because I don't think I can carry something that heavy." Priorities.
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Posted: Tue Jun 18, 2013 4:50 pm
They had been so close to enjoying a nice night on the second take, too. "You going to go attend to that?" Clerise toyed with Balthazar's pocket watch, idly watching the crowd. She was too oblivious to notice the tablet shenanigans, but Clerise being too oblivious was hardly a new state of affairs. "What's all this about ghost waiters, anyway? They look real enough to me. Huh."
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Posted: Tue Jun 18, 2013 4:50 pm
Ian grabbed ahold of Quinn's shoulders.
"Quinndelicate, please, you're ruining my appetite."
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Posted: Tue Jun 18, 2013 4:51 pm
Jude shook his head, "No. Not all weapons get that huge. Just some," he assured. All things considered he was remaining pretty damn calm. The only thing giving away how afraid he felt was the fact that his usually tanned skin seemed paler than usual and his eyes were open just a bit wider.
"If you keep squeezing Lucky like that he might die, Twisted. Just so you know. Ease up on the poor guy a bit." He advised quietly.
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Posted: Tue Jun 18, 2013 4:52 pm
Lucky closed his eyes and started mumbling something over and over in Polish that sounded remarkably like praying, but was more likely just a string of choice expletives.
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Posted: Tue Jun 18, 2013 4:52 pm
While incredibly embarrassed, Otto managed to nod to Gale's words, wriggling out of Ofie's surprisingly snug grasp and grabbing Gale's hand to get himself up. He muttered a fairly inaudible thank you to them both, readjusting his coat and shades to feign some semblance of composure, his icy gaze locked on the too friendly wait staff.
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Posted: Tue Jun 18, 2013 4:55 pm
Alaska curiously stared at the growing group of hunters and craned her neck to see what the fuss was all about.
"...."
She stared at her food and slowly pushed the plate away. "I think I've lost my appetite." The raven-haired hunter winced at Quinn's scream and promptly splashed him with her Shirley Temple. "Calm the ******** down." B|
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