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 Posted: Sat Jun 16, 2012 12:03 am
Dakota sighed as Marcus got the full frontal attacks from the ladies before standing up suddenly.
"Where the ******** is Mark....Or Markette. Whatever that shitty little b*****d's is, I am going to kick his a**...." Dakota cracked his knuckles. "Marcus, Suit up."
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Posted: Sat Jun 16, 2012 12:03 am
Petra was a b***h Marcus decided.
Dis just thought she was hormonal.
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iStoleYurVamps
iStoleYurVamps
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Posted: Sat Jun 16, 2012 12:07 am
Ami was disappointed in your drunken choices, but she wasn't about to dismiss a good friend. Huh. At what point had Marcus become a good friend?
She shook the feeling and rolled her eyes, taking off her old trainee coat and handing it to Marcus. The intermediate one hadn't come yet, so the transfer was still a secret, for now.
"Oye Marcus, wipe off your tears okay? You look like a dumbass." That was her way of being nice. Better than a punch to the face, yeah?
Also why da fuq hadn't Wilson joined her yet? The hormonal impulses were making her kind of sad too. Ami didn't get sad man. QQ
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Posted: Sat Jun 16, 2012 12:08 am
Cass stopped everything.
"Omigod!" whine "Missss Texas Ranger hit Marcus!" she whimpered again. Yes, mad one second, worried the next. She shoved the spoon into her mouth, continuing to make the high pitched distressed noise.
However, she didn't go to see if he was alright, apparently at some sort of emotional torrent of drama. Or something. Okay, she actually didn't know what she wanted to do anymore. Her brain was fuzzy. She wanted to sleep. That sounded like a plan.
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Posted: Sat Jun 16, 2012 12:09 am
Saya pulled at Petra's arm eagerly, thoroughly done with the current topic of Marcus and Dakota.
"Hey Petra, petra. You look sexy in those sunglasses. Do you think you could help me pick one out with me?"
Sunglasses >> Everything else.
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Posted: Sat Jun 16, 2012 12:15 am
Ughhh too many things going on Wilson was confused. She let go of Cass, but she still left a hand on the girl's shoulder. She looked at Al and shrugged. "Yeah, sure. That's fine. I'm game for anything." She was just tired.
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Posted: Sat Jun 16, 2012 12:16 am
"Issssleepytime.." Cass mumbled, leaning back against Wilson.
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Posted: Sat Jun 16, 2012 12:22 am
Wilson waved a hand in front of Cass. "Cass?" Yeah, maybe it was time to take her back to her dorm.
She picked Cass up.
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Interesting Conversationalist
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Posted: Sat Jun 16, 2012 12:22 am
It was hard to tell whether Marcus or Dis was more right. In the end, it was probably at least a little of both. At least. Maybe Marcus was even a little more right.
From a short distance away, Petra's attention was momentarily diverted as she heard Cass whimper something about her, head swiveling curiously to try to find the other half of 'Team Texas Ranger' before Saya's hand at her arm drew her attention back. The Death Intermediate had a particular fondness for the other girl, something which showed in the visible softening of her expression, and the obvious leniency of the term 'sexy.' There were very few people who could refer to her as such and not earn themselves at least a narrow-eyed look, her husband slash now-wife obviously included. Offering Saya the slightest of amused looks, she gave her a slow nod, offering the other hunter more of her arm.
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Posted: Sat Jun 16, 2012 12:27 am
Jerry, meanwhile, had gotten a bit distracted from the battle.  It really was a nice day on the beach.
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Posted: Sat Jun 16, 2012 12:33 am
WHAM.
The last thing Dakota would see, despite Marcus's efforts, was unfortunately not a pair of breasts but a very solid pole- end of a very familiar weapon to the face. As the trainee went down like a pile of rocks, one could not help but notice a very meek Mark(ette) pretty much shadowing their division leader.
An awkward moment of silence. Wait what was-
"Get the ******** out of my sight, all of you. Mark, the specimen, and I have some work to do." This was by far, any sort of suggestion. Cael(lina), who had gone back for a quick shower because sandy feet are clearly a huge source of woe for a small facility always on the brink if warfare, had decided to finally resolve the problem herself.
Which probably meant that they would never see Dakota again. So long Dakota, the trainees knew you well.
In the very far distance, in a small crack between the space and time continuum, a strange voice seemed to oddly echo in the back of Dakota's very unconscious and most likely dying head that, if one put a lot of concentration into the words sounded a lot like 'death solo'. Oh, and very possibly 'I mean the Defenders ones you procrastinating douches, do you want the trophy or not?!'OOC - The next day Sasha would get a new division coat and a congratulations from H had had been entirely scribbled and covered over by marker. Unfortunatley, when they finally got their regular bodies back, the coat would be a little too large in a certain area- A few IC days later, the status effect is cleared, though Dakota is mysteriously, never heard of again until he wakes up, to find that all his organs are missing!!! Okay maybe not, well apparently someone returned him back to his rightful place: hanging from a flagpole until someone elses would pull him down. You can continue rping as normal, you can now rp either still during status effect ( the next couple of IC days following this even) or post status effect now - Also the cake was a lie unless one meant that Caelina enjoyed in the next two days a nice walk-in closet extension to her room and two days of a paid trip to Bali on Mark's tab
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Posted: Sat Jun 16, 2012 12:33 am
Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.
Cass's level of consciousness was equivalent to the number of ******** Rep gave about flashin' his boobs around.
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Posted: Sat Jun 16, 2012 12:39 am
Clerise strolled towards the lighthouse portal, sufficiently smug.
Kostya just scampered towards it, horrified by his tiny bikini.
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Posted: Sat Jun 16, 2012 12:42 am
Dakota curses Death Leader and his little dog too.
He'd get them back....One day. When someone got him down from the flag pole.
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Posted: Sat Jun 16, 2012 12:47 am
Ami sighed and walked through the portal. Nothing much left to do except wait for her dorm renovations.
Which would never come.
Not that she knew that.
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