"If it escalates further," and it would, of course. Thanks Rep. She stared at the table with a considering look and glanced back at Clerise with suggestive eyebrow wiggle.
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Posted: Tue Jun 18, 2013 4:56 pm
"Hahaha-" He began to laugh at Kat and Saya's explanation with a well-natured intention.. "I guess it's hard to define strange-" He began to reply to Wilson, wanting clarification, before his eyes caught sight of what everybody was talking about. T-the waiters.. the waiters. T-they had red eyes and strange bodies, what the hell was that. His face drained of all color.. Sin didn't really have an aversion to monsters.. except for ghosts, really.
He wasn't exactly unconscious but he didn't look like he was all there -- wait, did his soul completely leave his body -- from the way his expression was frozen and his body remained unmoving. The onion ring he had been eating had dropped to the floor.
"SAYAA- ;_______; !!!!! " He dove behind the small girl, hugging her and her chair. He didn't even seem to care that Ryan was next to her and as her almost-boyfriend, might take exception to that. "W-w-what are those?"
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Posted: Tue Jun 18, 2013 4:58 pm
Free hug time was now over?! Ofelia frowned pretty deeply because man, no one at Deus liked to hug (her) enough. And then the redhead finally noticed that Rep had his weapon out and was swinging it around.
"See Rep this is why we can't have nice things or go nice places if yer gonna attack the demon ghost staff people." She teased.
Sort of.
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Posted: Tue Jun 18, 2013 4:59 pm
If Stormy heard that comment of Gale's, she didn't outwardly respond. She was busy trying to keep her mind from blanking out under pressure.
"When do I do sudden anything?" she asked with a blink, not considering that her thought patterns were, by nature, rather abrupt and odd to most people. "I was just thinking that if you're William Turner and I'm Jack Sparrow, then he," and she gestured to Otto, "ought to be Elizabeth Swann. Fainting was a technique she used too, y'know." And she sounded very as-a-matter-of-fact about it.
Clearly Otto had a plan to fakeout the ghost waiters like the movie character had. Clearly.
This was also made up on the fly because that was what Stormy did when trying to keep the pressure down. Disney references.
"Did you ever see Pirates of the Caribbean, Patches?" she asked casually, like they weren't watching ghost skeleton things with red eyes gathering before them.
Clerise raised a single red brow. "You mean when," she replied, and promptly slipped her hand into Clarice's, lacing their fingers together. She leaned in to whisper conspiratorially: "If this wasn't mandatory I would pendant out."
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Posted: Tue Jun 18, 2013 5:03 pm
Kostya frowned in the cursed one's direction. In Russian, he barked a message to him, raising his voice more than he would usually--
"эй парень из Польши! не волнуйтесь, такого рода вещи происходит все время. Не паникуйте так много, вы повредит вашему мозгу. Есть не хватает клеток головного мозга в настоящее время хватать, это было бы опасно!"*
*hey polish guy! don't worry, this sort of thing happens all the time. Don't panic so much, you will hurt your brain. There are not enough brain cells currently to suffice, it would be dangerous.
Melvin looked around and decided that, with the room filing in with waiters, that he should check for exits so they wouldn't be boxed in. With Rep throwing his weapon around, larger weapons in close quarters was not a good idea for keeping other Hunters from loosing limbs.
"I'm going to try the doors." He told Rin, and noticing another hunter at the doors, went over to help.
"Are they locked?" He asked Mimsy.
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Posted: Tue Jun 18, 2013 5:06 pm
Mimsy took her hand off of the door to look at Kostya with mild alarm, unable to recall any moment in which she had ever heard him speak at that volume. The unfortunate thing about the Russian language was that it was incredibly difficult to discern the tone without relative fluency, so she just kept staring, hoping that she could judge between 'angry' and 'informative'.
Kostya had the decency to sheepishly stare at his toes, the tips of his ears burning red.
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Posted: Tue Jun 18, 2013 5:09 pm
Ofelia looked at Stormy and shook her head. "Nope. Didn't watch many movies (translation: next to none) growin' up 'cause we didn't have a TV in the house an' mah brother an' aunt didn't trust me 'nough ta be in a movie theater or sommin'." The way she spoke so matter-of-factly was so very Ofelia. "Plus Ah preferred ta be outside doin' things than sittin' in a dark place, not ta mention Ah didn't really have money ta go anywhere an' if Ah did Ah'd have ta walk."
The redhead tried to count the number of movies she'd actually seen and came up with fingers still left over - on a single hand. "Yup."
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Posted: Tue Jun 18, 2013 5:10 pm
"почему бы вам не отправиться в ад со всеми этими проклятыми официантами--!!" *
* "Why don't you go to hell with all these goddamn waiters--!!"
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Posted: Tue Jun 18, 2013 5:10 pm
And suddenly Alaska's image of Sin was completely ruined. "...." The sun hunter blankly watched the man--6'1" and all--dive behind the tiny Saya. ಠ_ಠ..... "Sin." Damn, he was even stuttering. "Sin." ಠ_ಠ More staring for good measure. "Get your damn act together, man."
Meanwhile Wilson slowly put down his soup and stared at the bowl like What.... "Just..give me a moment...."
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Posted: Tue Jun 18, 2013 5:13 pm
"You're welcome," Gale said to Otto, before he glanced sideways at Stormy, giving a small shrug. "Swann fits him rather well, I think," he said, and smiled a little, in spite of the knot of tension forming in his stomach. "I think that's a delightful metaphor."
A pause.
"Except the whole Will Turner, Elizabeth Swann love thing, that's not going to happen."
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Posted: Tue Jun 18, 2013 5:13 pm
Kostya jerked his head up, eyes narrowing in a way that had never been seen by man or creature.
"черт возьми, фантазия придумана виновным мечтателей. Вы должны сначала ознакомиться закрыть глаза и притвориться, что вы в одном."*
A glance back at Mimsy in an attempt to explain. He opened his mouth-- once, twice, three times...and settled on: "He calls me товарищ**."
*hell is a fantasy concocted by guilty dreamers. you are welcome to close your eyes and pretend you're in one.
** comrade -- contextually, it's generally rude to call people that unless they are like..the popo
Glenda was still tucking into her food noisily when Jerry summoning his weapon finally alerted her to a potential problem. She swirled her scotch appreciatively before downing the last of it with a loud harrumph.
Someone was trying to kill the wait staff, and another couple of people were speaking gibberish.
"Parley-boo collar voteree wagin' dance, mon train core," she tried. They were French, right? After all, this was a high society affair.
She leaned over to Jerry to whisper conspiratorially, "That's in frankswazz for no tip."
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