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 Posted: Wed Feb 29, 2012 6:47 pm
The assistant took the damage calmly and then promptly desummoned his weapons. At Allen's charge, Simon simply stood still and pointed to his watch, "It's time, Allen..." he paused as if trying to remember something, "...taichou."
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Posted: Wed Feb 29, 2012 6:52 pm
Jude had apparently decided today was a good day to be a 'belle of the ball' via arriving late to the whole thing and thus when he walked in and witnessed chaos he just stepped to the side and stayed with his back toward a wall and just watched.
What the hell was even going on? He didn't know.
Could they please just get going? He had some more moping he needed to catch up on.
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Posted: Wed Feb 29, 2012 6:54 pm
Sasha wasn't even sure what was going on anymore, but between the table that had been cleaved, the gunshots, the angry Rep, the gosh-darned everything else that was going on...
emotion_0A0
Sasha was on the verge of hyperventilating.
<I do hope these boils end up nude at some point, my dove.>
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Posted: Wed Feb 29, 2012 6:57 pm
What the hell was going on.
While Eva's initial reaction to everything had been amusement--from Leon and Rep fighting to everyone's attempts at waking Allan--her expression immediately changed to one of disbelief as a series of very unusual events unfolded right before her eyes. Her face was blank as she tried to take in what had just happened, her gaze sliding from Simon, to Allan, and finally to the cleaved table that she had just been sitting in front of.
...
Slowly, she stood up from her seat, pushed her chair in beneath her half of the table, and moved somewhere safe.
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Posted: Wed Feb 29, 2012 6:58 pm
Throughout the meeting, Otto watched and listened with lidded gaze. Yep, same old Caelius. Crushing Horsemen powers didn't stop him from being a total a**. The addition of more life threatening missions was met with a sigh, but otherwise it wasn't the best nor worst thing to come of a meeting.
Once Caelius left, Otto shrugged and thought maybe he should just leave too, but then chaos erupted.
And did it ever.
Otto leapt from his chair as the table was chopped in two and back against a wall. "Holy s**t.." He muttered, watching wide eyed behind his sunglasses. But as soon as it had begun, the chaos stopped?
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Posted: Wed Feb 29, 2012 7:01 pm
Allan's facial expression went from excited, to slightly crestfallen, to excited again at the mention of taichou. He desummoned his weapon, offering Simon a brofist. "So whatd'ya think of my new move, I'm going to call this the-" his other free hand was open dramatically, -"Getsuga Buster three-thousand."
A few seconds later Allan dropped his pose and looked around. "Huh. Where did Caelius-chan go, I was gonna show him my awesome bankai 'n stuff - EGADS!" The Hunter (assumed Hunter) scooted a little closer to Simon with rather wide, alarmed eyes. "Simon-kun, we have trainees. And look at what they're wearing."
There may or may not have been a dramatic pose to emphasize his shock and concern. It was a pity that Allan had not realized he still had a mustache perma-branded onto his face.
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Posted: Wed Feb 29, 2012 7:03 pm
Other than the punch to the back of the head and the carnage of the once awesome circular like table now broken up in rough halves, everything was fine.
Sleeping beauty woke up and the table was broken and so was his chair after an prissy redhead decided to knock off the back legs, permanently. -MEATHEAD JUST PUNCH HIS LIGHTS OUT ALREADY. Whelp, you got soft.- came the casual gruff reply of Nid in his head, the rumbling did nothing to alleviate the irritation in his chest.
"Taking out a weapon when there wasn't even a proper reason for its use. Something like you is well overdue for a decommission and nice long rest, possibly even underground." the boxer said in a low hiss and got straight in the trainees face after getting up from the broken chair on the floor. "And you can't show me up. I leave tighter coils of talent in the toilet than you will ever obtain." he said as a matter of fact and sneered at the trainee that clearly thought he was hot s**t, without enough mission under his belt and fights to even dignify the actions.
But the reaming would have to wait, since the shattering of objects ceased to be heard and the environment was getting calmer with the "Awakening". There was no need to acknowledge the pissant anymore, "You're not important and never will be important, but listening to what your SUPERIORS will tell you can save your life here. so shut your insolent mouth the ******** up and listen."
that was all the wisdom the life hunter wanted to share with the trainee while a superior had the floor.
There was always the chance that sleeping beauty might be another caelius.
That was the most horrid thought in the world.
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Posted: Wed Feb 29, 2012 7:06 pm
Rin had kept back, mostly in her own quiet little spaced out world. By the time she realized anything was going on well... it was a LOT going on and she had no flipping clue why. Simply looking around with a perpetual look of confusion on her face.
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Posted: Wed Feb 29, 2012 7:08 pm
There were no words for the look on Cassandra Norris' face right then. Taichou?
Chan?
What?
She wasn't sure whether to be completely enamored or just be baffled by it all. So she chose to be enamored by the entire manly experience of it all. Really, if clothing had started getting ripped she probably would have drooled. A lot. Then again, that would have been spawning a half-fantasy about her boy too.
Dedication wasn't shaken easily.
"Sir? What is wrong with what we're wearing?" she asked, looking down at her uniform. Her uniform was proper, right? Right?? Was she missing something? She checked again. Scarf.... Coat.. yeah, she was dressed so...
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??????
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Posted: Wed Feb 29, 2012 7:13 pm
Rep didn't back off as Leon got up in his face, loving the thrill of a good imminent fight even if he was on the receiving end of a royal asskicking. What didn't kill you made you stronger and what did kill you didn't ******** matter at all.
"Yeah. Whatever you say you p***k." he sneered, but nevertheless put a bit of floor between him and the other guy, strutting off in a way that he hoped said "Haters gonna hate" rather than "Narrowly missed a kicking"
Still, he desummoned Tracey and gave Jordan an apologetic look and a shrug. He was /persecuted/ okay? People just came after him for no reason at all.
He turned his attention back to the ..bizzare confrontation at hand. Who the hell was this guy?
He liked his sword though.
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lizbot rolled 1 100-sided dice:
89
Total: 89 (1-100)
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Posted: Wed Feb 29, 2012 7:13 pm
Upon greeting the other man, Simon had noticed the mustache, but didn't comment. Either he didn't really care or this was sort of thing was simply expected of Allan. Removing his glasses from his pocket he quickly cleaned them and put on them on. He took note of what the trainees were wearing and also that a number of the males seemed rather ill-kept and pungent. Chances were this was not what bothered Allan, though. "I take it this mission will require special gear?"
Brofist Level: 89 BRO-YEAH!!!!
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Posted: Wed Feb 29, 2012 7:14 pm
Caelius chan.
Ok so Leon was sure it was not a personality clone of the Death tyrant.
he did wonder if he should call him superior or this... Tight-chow..... whatever.
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Posted: Wed Feb 29, 2012 7:16 pm
Clerise was having a hard time keeping a straight face as the two guys brofisted, and as they talked about the trainees as if they weren't there...
Well. Clerise's lips twitched as she started giggling to herself, not bothering to hide her grin behind a hand.
Curly diabolical mustaches were.
The best.
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Posted: Wed Feb 29, 2012 7:18 pm
It had been a long week. A very long week that mostly had spun by in a very frantic blur, and a lot of time in the infirmary recouping. But what good was a hunter flat on his back? As soon as he was able to convince them he was able enough, he had been out and about again, trying frantically to recoup, although it was difficult sailing.
Jerry had paid attention to Caelius's briefing, still amazed (and misguidedly relieved) to see their superior return, but the sleeping figure beside him seemed to take it's tole on the still-exhausted sun-trainee.
The discussion had dissolved into friendly banter, and his head had sunk to the table top.
At least until there was the sudden sound of gunshots and the table was cleaved out from under him.
"AH. I'M AWAKE!" He managed before creeping back into his chair again. He had been doing a very good job of being incognito, he felt, up until that point.
But wait... who was this fellow out of uniform and... wait. What had he slept through? Not that he had been sleeping. He was fine. Ready to go. Fresh... apparently dangerous missions afoot and... and threats towards weak links and... he was fine. Just fine. Feeling better than he had the week before, anyway, at least emotionally.
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Posted: Wed Feb 29, 2012 7:21 pm
What were those weird words?
. . .
"I'm.. surrounded by nerds.." Otto grumbled quietly.
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