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 Posted: Wed Oct 03, 2012 1:15 pm
"Psychozilla?" Matt replied raising a brow, the thought of it sounded more like a large woman on a rampage with a tiny dog in her hand and boobs large enough to swallow a small child however he doubted that was what Harrison was referring to. "I think I would do better here... helping." He replied digging into his the pockets of his jacket for bandages.
"Of course I have bandages all around and stop moving so much your end up painting the ground red," Matt replied leaving the side of Harrison cot and heading towards Leon. He did make sure to drop a few kits off at the foot of Rep's cot regardless if he wanted them or not.
To the lizardman like figure he shrugged, "I don't know who Mei is let alone about a capture but to be fair I'm green around the ears." He seemed concerned about the captured girl, but for Matt sympathy for the opposing team was hard to muster up.
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Posted: Wed Oct 03, 2012 2:17 pm
Warily, Jerry finally desummoned Roar. If Rep and Harrison were both withdrawing, then.... there was no need to be overly paranoid. Especially when he felt like he had just been sent through a meat grinder.
He lay back again and checked the bandages at his shoulder carefully. Yeah that.... would leave a mark or six. He groaned. Like he didn't have enough already. Glancing to Matt and his medic kits, he murmured gruffly, "I'll take a shot of Vodka if you have one, ahahahahaoooh..." Alright, enough joking around. Time to heal.
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Posted: Wed Oct 03, 2012 2:27 pm
Rep grunted and without looking around muttered at Bul. "There's a lot of s**t we don't know, we just keep our ******** heads down and do out jobs. I knew she was captured by us, just another freak on a production line, she wasn't any nicer then than when she was trying to ******** murder our people. Your ******** people aren't people at all."
It was annoying him having the lizard boil nearby, too reasonable and too human, looking hopelessly for a lost friend. To him all it was was imitating human emotions, things the creatures couldn't possibly feel. It made Tracey's task difficult as he tensed up with anger again, something that only got worse as Matt passed by - the sidelong look he got off of Rep as he dropped off the medikits was one of absolute resentment.
<> he snarled mentally, thoughts of brutality flashing in his mind.
Tracey waved them away with a mental roll of his eyes.relax for Jack's sake.>
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Posted: Wed Oct 03, 2012 2:48 pm
"I saw her," Harrison said, "I didn't take her out for dinner."
Unstable core or not, nobody else in here was in danger of going Supernova. He clipped the kit on the opposite side of the cutlass. Bracing himself, he stood, still leaning against the cot. He tested his range of motion, limiting himself to grunts when something twisted wrong.
He wouldn't be winning any sit up marathons, that was for sure.
He clenched and unclenched his fists. Shifted weight from one foot to the other.
"And yeah. Last time we fought here against something grey and blue-eyed, it was the size of a football stadium. Don't know if swarms of them is any better."
He braced himself again. Took a shuffling step. Looked at Bul- tried to stand straighter, but it was what it was. He swallowed his dignity and, feeling vulnerable, used some of the empty cots as railings to make his way through.
He picked up a kit Matt had dropped off at the foot of Rep's bed.
"Where were you gonna keep these?"
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Posted: Wed Oct 03, 2012 2:56 pm
Rep started as Harrison's voice went from further away, to right nearby, shifting position uncomfortably to eye him while he spoke, he hadn't even noticed what they where when the other man had dropped them off, far too busy in his murderous sulk at the time.
He eyed Harrison, then the kit - and then with a long suffering sigh, went back to how he'd been resting before, chin on his pillow. "Don't ******** know, wherever."
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Posted: Wed Oct 03, 2012 3:17 pm
Frankly, Bul was tremendously surprised at their responses. But when they started talking about Red he grew very weary. "I'd rather not uh..." but they continued. He wasn't as trigger word sensitive to Red as most of the students. Shed clearly done something wrong that made the mess in the first place but disgracing her final gift of protection was out of the question.
"That was hard for us too, that thing used to be a teacher of ours and well when she didn't disapate and reappear at the school like the rest of us we knew something was ******** up." words like THING and ******** up were hard for him to use in context of the late teacher but they related to these harsh terms better. Or at least Rep seemed to.
Speaking of Rep, Bul looked back at him for a long moment of silence. Calling her a freak felt very wrong coming from this human but really all of Haloween should've been proud to be so alien to these bozos. That was their calling after all.
Back to Harrison, the half beast rested his arms limply in his lap. "Do humans not take their friends out for dinner? Do you guys have the equivalent of boil friends and ghoul friends?" he asked with a furrowed brow. Hey he knew they were passionate about uh... Vengeance surely they had passion for other things. Gale came to mind, he had said something vague about caring for someone but... Never made any direct statement about a ghoul friend or boil friend .
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Posted: Wed Oct 03, 2012 4:00 pm
"Well this hit the fan sooner than I'd hoped," Clarice muttered to herself, carrying several large metal cases into the relief tent. "And the portals got ******** over before the bulk of our relief could make it through. Yeah, portals not working in dire situations, that's a first." Looking up she glanced around and narrowed her eyes on their visitor, "Oh great and our barriers must be weakening, that's great." She gave Bul a bright smile, full of teeth, and then began to unpack equipment.
"Somebody catch me up. If you're feeling any lingering Insanity symptoms, see me before going out again. Leon, that looks bad, you should probably strip down."
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Posted: Wed Oct 03, 2012 4:03 pm
Clarice's smile was returned with a sort of crooked, yellowy sheepish one and a tentative wavy wiggle of gnarled fingers.
But seriously s**t wasnt working for them either? Oh Jack...
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Posted: Wed Oct 03, 2012 4:06 pm
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Posted: Wed Oct 03, 2012 4:15 pm
Leon glared at Clarice as Matt began to change his torso's dressing. "I'm injured here, stop trying to steal my clothes today." he seethed out before turning to the overgrown newt out of its glass tank. "Thats the closest thing I have to a 'ghoulfriend' here." he said heatedly, pointing to the she devil in the tent.
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Posted: Wed Oct 03, 2012 4:33 pm
"The kids from the highschool are out there," Harrison volunteered, "and they're all turning into fogmonsters. There's a s**t ton. Strong, too. And it's all...whispery. Some of the guys said they got attacked by just the fog. Everybody that's not here's...still out there, I guess. There's some rescue groups bringing whoever they can back to the tent."
Update (as far as he knew) taken care of, he smirked at Rep's sigh.
"Wherever, huh?"
He sobered and gave Rep's a** a sympathetic pat.
"Sit up before you start fusing to the cot."
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Posted: Wed Oct 03, 2012 4:41 pm
a** pats were not conducive to a dignified bad mood and Rep was reminded how hard it was to keep the momentum of a minor tantrum around Harrison. It didn't stop him however from making sitting up one hundred percent more dramatic than it needed to be, just to establish his level of suffering a little more clearly.
Finally sitting up he gave Harrison a very pouty sort of look, torn between attempting to continue his bad mood and hauling him over, injured or not - still glad people had even made it back alive. The portals being down was predictably bad news, but at least Clarice was here, one level head to make sure dinoboy didn't get out of hand.
"There. I'm sitting. Happy?"
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Posted: Wed Oct 03, 2012 5:29 pm
"Yeah, I'm in ******** stitches," Harrison answered. The pout was enough to distract him from his on-site surveillance. He gave Rep's lips a long look.
Not that he wanted to draw down Sunny's wrath. Or give the Halloween guys info on where his weak spots were. Better not.
"Here," he pulled the medkits over, and added, keeping real quiet, "need to stay alert. If the barriers are weak there's no telling how long they'll stay up."
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Posted: Wed Oct 03, 2012 5:54 pm
Rep couldn't help but to finally crack and smile at Harrison's reply, b*****d - he thought with an edge of fondness - wouldn't even let him stay in a bad mood. He even noticed the look and gave him a teasing little smirk. He gestured to the injuries but implied a lot more as he stated matter-of-factly. "Bitches just can't keep their hands off you."
It took a lot of self control not to immediately glare at Matt.
Instead he turned his attention to the medkits, eyeing them distantly before reaching for his jacket, left at the end of the cot. He flinched as he once again remembered that yes, things still hurt, though admittedly not as much as before. He pulled it into his lap and put them away in a pocket, running his hands through the thick fur on the hood thoughtfully.
"Aye." he agreed, "And if they go down.." he trailed off, if they went down they were completely ********.
He shook his head. No, it didn't help being pessimistic right now.
"If they go down, I'm going to have to kick more arses than my wages are probably worth."
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Posted: Wed Oct 03, 2012 7:19 pm
Gale, standing with his arms folded across his chest, shifted a little from one foot to the other, warily keeping an eye on Bul. So far the beast had managed to keep a cool head, which was only mildly surprising, considering their history, but he was slightly concerned over the smile Clarice had given him, which was neither encouraging, nor discouraging.
He arched a brow at Leon, rolling his eyes a little.
"Hi, Clarice."
To Bul, he said quietly, "I assume that means girl and boyfriends like you and Mei are, so yes, we have similar relationships here."
A name of his own came to mind, but Gale said nothing further, instead pressing his lips together and lapsing into silence.
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