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 Posted: Wed Aug 24, 2011 10:09 am
At some point during the day your hunter returns to their dorm to find a piece of paper shoved underneath the door. Half of these notes are handwritten on notebook paper and the other half are photocopies. The producer of the note had already written out half of them before he realized he could copy them in the library! It seems that the note was written with care and there were pains carefully taken to make sure the scratchy writing was legible.Invitation! Hello my fellow dorm mates! This is Bix, room 104. I realized that there's almost nothing exciting to do around here and theres a limited number of us here together but so far I haven't really gotten to know many people. There's no excuse for that while we are all living in such close quarters! I am proposing something fun, hopefully, and you don't have to participate if you don't want to. Tomorrow at 7pm I hope that everyone will do nothing more than open their doors. We all live on the same floor in the same hall. Just open the doors and step out and say hi. Hopefully we can hang out, mingle maybe have some fun or start some trouble. I'll be 'acquiring' some food to munch on which will be at my dorm but if you have anything else to provide for fun, feel free to share! Music (ipods?), food, decorations... It's like a meet and greet / party. You are welcome to NOT participate.. but if you don't well... WE KNOW WHERE YOU LIVE.
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Posted: Wed Aug 24, 2011 10:17 am
The hallway looked a mess. Kind OF. There seemed to be a sort of method to the madness. Toilet paper was stapled into the walls, draped like streamers. It hung longways between the doors as well as across the cieling in places. It seems to be a bit sloppy but the effect, that of bizarre decorating, seemed to be achieved.
Bix, the hunter responsible (for the most part) had his dorm door flung open and his desk pushed close. All across the desk were a variety of food that had been confiscated from the cafeteria. There was fruit, single serve bags of chips, bottles of juice and soda, candy bars from the vending machines, donuts, etc. Anything that wasn't a prepared food was laid out, some looking older than others. He'd snuck food for the past week, stashing it just for this purpose.
He was also responsible for the notes under everyone's door as well as the shoddy decorating job. The albino hunter was now loitering outside of his room, hoping that his invitation and 'party plan' didn't end up being a complete bust.
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Posted: Wed Aug 24, 2011 10:44 am
She had flung her door open as well, though her desk had remained firmly planted where it was. To any who glanced in, Cassandra Norris's room was a sad statement about...well..it was very empty. Sadly so. If asked about it she'd just frown and nod and then change the topic to something else, probably.
"You did it without me?" Cass asked, frowning at him from her doorway, both hands on her hips - Nicodemus wrapped around them. He was sounding very...quiet... It was almost suspicious he hadn't commented on anything to her yet. Then again, there was plenty of time for her to be getting commented at, as far as she was concerned.
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Posted: Wed Aug 24, 2011 11:00 am
"Bix," came a lazy sounding voice somewhere behind the other the other hunter. "You missed a spot."
Gale Gentry reached across the table he was perched on the edge of and snagged a chip, munching on it slowly. It was slightly stale (one of the older pilfered bags, no doubt), but he swallowed anyway, hopped off of the desk, and went to stand out in the hallway.
"See?" he said, somewhat cheekily, pointing up at the ceiling where there was an almost indistinguishable blank spot. Smirking, thwacking Bix on the back with a friendly slap, Gale helped himself to another chip and went to lounge obnoxiously on the floor beside Bix's bed. Small and wiry, he'd been instrumental in both sneaking food to share and the so-awful-they-were-awesome decorations, but now he sat in the background, fingers linked behind his head, peering up at the ceiling.
Gale had been all over the party idea when Bix had mentioned it to him, but now that he was here, he was trying to figure out why. It was not as if he had anything exciting to add to the conversations; most of the other hunters (with a few exceptions) either considered him too young and inexperienced, or just didn't know him. He supposed it was a good idea for Bix to hold this party, though; his friend did like for things to be upbeat and friendly if they could.
Idly Gale crossed one leg over the other at Bix, giving him a crooked smile. "So," he said cheerfully. "Who do you think will come, eh?"
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Posted: Wed Aug 24, 2011 11:27 am
Bix glanced at a crumpled copy of the flyer he'd shoved under everyone's door. "Why didn't you guys tell me I WROTE THE WRONG ROOM NUMBER ON HERE." He smashed at the flyer with his finger. He had, indeed, put the wrong room. Who's room did he put? "Before. I put down Before's room number... oh.. hahahah." That made it all better somehow. He was basically avoiding the angry looks he was getting from Cass. "I totally knocked for you... You didn't answer." But in Bix fashion his face totally gave away the fact that he was lying. Super lying. He'd just forgotten to knock for her. Once he'd started collecting stuff he got a little carried away. He pulled something white out of a box and shoved it in her hands. "Cass.. check out that spot!" He pointed to the spot that Gale said was missing decorations. "Decorate that! You just like... " he whipped the TP around in his hands and came out with something looking like a floppy bow. "Then you can claim to have helped!" He stuck his tongue out at her. "I hope everyone comes, dude..." He wrapped his braid idly around his neck and then untwisted it. Baaaack and forth. "It's not like anyone has to GO anywhere. They don't even have to get out of their pajamas if they don't want." He idly paced in front of his door, glancing back and forth. He was super conscious of this thing just FLOPPING. It would do horrible things to his already horrible self esteem.
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Posted: Wed Aug 24, 2011 12:03 pm
The invitation was the most exciting thing that had ever been shoved under her door. ... Not that much had, and the only competition the note had was a piece of toast, but hey. Madison was always, always down for a party.
Which meant, naturally, that she had to make sure she looked her best. The Hunter spent a good hour prior to the party in front of her mirror, picking out an appropriate off-duty outfit (out of the... four... she possessed) and then doing her makeup and hair. Kouki's unsummoned form complemented her outfit quite nicely, much to his delight.
When the time came, Madison opened her door... and stared. Some of her excitement deflated slightly as she saw the corridor draped with toilet paper. This was not what she had imagined...
... But it would have to do. She took a deep breath, put on her best smile, and stepped out into the hallway. "Hey!" she chirped, waving at the others.
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Posted: Wed Aug 24, 2011 12:15 pm
Bix was relieved when someone's door opened and legs came out. Nice legs. Girl legs. He wasn't dressed particularly nice himself but his hair was, as always, impeccably braided. Since they were 'off duty' it wasn't wrapped and he was wearing a 'Class of 2008' t-shirt from high school. At least he'd put on real pants instead of sweats...
"Hey Madison thanks for coming out.. of your room." He smirked a bit, amused at himself. "Do you know Cass and Gale?" He'd hopped down the hall to meet her but now was back at his door and pointing out his friends.
"We have some food.. and not much else." He scratched his head a bit. "Like our improvised decorations?" The staff and janitors would probably NOT appreciate what he'd done to the halls but he was prepared for detention or whatever. Did you even get detention? Maybe they did awful torture as punishment.. crap.. he didn't think of that.
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Posted: Wed Aug 24, 2011 12:58 pm
"There probably aren't any rolls of crepe paper in the supply closet, anyway." Jordan's room was further down the hall, but he'd left his door open anyway. It wasn't like there was anything in there that anyone would be interested in taking, and even if anyone was a kleptomaniac or something, the pool of available suspects would be decidedly limited. He wasn't worried. The small gathering beginning down the hall had sounded like a good idea. If nothing else, he might be able to meet a few more of the trainees.
He flashed a smile to Madison, then tucked his hands into the pockets of his hoodie and peered into Bix's room. "Okay if I come in?"
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Posted: Wed Aug 24, 2011 1:57 pm
"Like hell you did!" she protested to the older boy, laughing a bit, before Bix suggested she decorate a little.
Cass took the toilet paper she was offered up by the boy and made a face. It was a suspicious face - not that she was suspicious, but that she was up to something suspicious. Oh yes. Yes she was. She unwound the roll for a couple of seconds until she had a length of it before grinning and throwing it around Bix's neck, trying it into a sort of makeshift bow-tie-thing-ish.
Okay, it was the attempt that mattered.
"THERE. I decorated something!"
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Posted: Wed Aug 24, 2011 1:58 pm
The failure of the toilet paper was more than made up for when first Bix, then Jordan smiled at her - though her inner delighted squeal was cut off by Kouki snickering to himself. Jerk, she thought at the weapon before following the others down the hall.
"Um, not yet - I mean, obviously we've all, like, seen each other around, but." She smiled at the other two Hunters. "I'm Madison," she added, in case they hadn't heard Bix say her name.
What about us? Introduce us! Kouki insisted, practically bouncing inside her mind.
She blinked. "And, uh. My weapon is Kouki." She held out her right wrist, indicating the pink-orbed 'bracelet' in orbit around it.
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Posted: Wed Aug 24, 2011 3:00 pm
It was fairly hard to miss anything new that surfaced in dormitory 121. Leon couldn't speak for the others, but he knew that his room was awfully plain. The only thing that gave a hint that anyone, much less himself lived here was the small piles of books on the desk with its minimal accessories and the journal that rested on the nightstand in its stark white glory.
But the things that made his room, his own were merely three things; the duffel bag in the corner with his workout clothes, the small collection of free weights in the corner and the Bonsai tree that rested right on the windowsill above his desk. either way, it was soon going to be open for all to explore as he went out into the hall to join in the festivities that the flyer informed the gruff boxer about.
He didn't really see a point to dressing up for the party, it was just a casual affair and his workout trunks and t-shirt seemed fine. It wasn't as if the teachers were going to be there he figured.
Dear gods above, he really hoped they weren't going to crash or break it up.
As eh took a look outside, his eyebrow quirked up in surprise at the choice in 2 ply decoration. it really wasn't what he was expecting. safe to say, he didn't feel like this party was going to be the s**t.
It still didn't stop him from leaving the safety of his room to greet the others with a wave and a nod of his head. "Evening everyone."
"Parties have food." It was the first time that he ever heard Nid say something so..... dumb.
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Posted: Wed Aug 24, 2011 4:27 pm
Bix was now wearing a toilet paper bowtie, but only if bowties are huge and floppy-flimsy. "Thanks Cass.. " He snorted but allowed the decoration to remain around his neck.
When Madison introduced her weapon he groaned in jealously. "Oh man.. you have a practical ...thing." He pulled a small brown pouch out of his pocket, threw it up and caught it. There was a clacking of glass inside. "Marbles. I got marbles. Ohhh yeah I am that guy that carries marbles 24/7. Why couldn't it be a ring or a necklace or aaaanything else."
I was sleeping. REALLY, SNOWFLAKE. REALLLLLY?
I'm not wrong.. MARBLES? His inner voice even whined.
"Yeah you guys can come in." He gave Jordan a thumbs up. "Nothing much in here.. Hey." The sudden greeting was directed to the huge guy. "Man you are big.." Bix was fairly tall but he was lanky, stick thin even. This guy's arm was probably the size of the albino hunter's head. "Aren't you the chainsaw guy?" His eyes lit up. Typical of a guy to be really excited by a chainsaw.
"All you guys can come in. I don't mind but ummm.." He opened his closet door and pulled out a few folding chairs. "There was one of those many empty white rooms around the corner so I took some chairs. For when this spreads down the hall..." If it did. It would! So far more people came out than he coul have hoped for.
"The food is just from the caf but feel free." Bix looked positively delighted that people were joining his 'party'. He kind of smiled out into space for a minute. "Oh and I have comic books!" He held up a fat hardcover triumphantly at anyone who wanted to look.
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Posted: Wed Aug 24, 2011 4:43 pm
"So your weapon came with a free game?" Cass teased, but it seemed a quick round of introductions were going on, so Cass tapped the chain she wore around her hips unceremoniously. "This is Nicodemus. He insists on the full name, so yeah." She would have just called him 'Nicky' if he wasn't so...
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Picky.. about that sort of thing. Alas. She then looked to see Leon, recognizing the older boy and offering him a wave. "Hi! Glad you game to join us! I've been working on that thing you showed me. Didn't even bust my nose yet!" She grinned.
Cass was proud of being able to accomplish a Push Up without destroying herself. Good for her. Then again, she didn't seem to care how that statement caused her to come off.
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Posted: Wed Aug 24, 2011 5:18 pm
Leon gave the toilet paper bow tie a glace before focusing on Bix's face. It wasn't like he got to talk to them much other than with group sessions, due to his extensive training rituals. So it was mostly his own damn fault. "Yeah, your the archer right? Leon, nice to meet you." he said with his fist presented to the other guy. handshakes were for sissies, fist bump is where its at.
"I don't know if the spirit connect with those marbles would like us playing a game with its form, however there is always the chance it enjoys the palming action considering how frustrated some of them are." he said quietly, unsure if the others would catch his drift.
Forgetting about the message he was trying to convey, the boxer gave a wave back to Cass, he forgot all about her embarrassing moment in the ranking meeting not too long ago. He wasn't sure if bringing it back up was a smart idea for her, it was pretty bad and slightly funny if he did say so himself. he wasn't going to say that to her though, she had a gun.
"Well not causing more bodily harm to yourself is a good thing!" he grinned back to her, she was improving, and he helped in her growth even if it was a small change. It gave him a slight swelling of pride. "One day you might beat me in a push up contest." he said jokingly to her. And if she did then he'd be even more impressed with the smaller girl. "What's it like dealing with a two part weapon Cass?" he asked after awhile, unable to quell his curiosity any longer.
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Posted: Wed Aug 24, 2011 5:29 pm
In between Jude getting the note and Yom pestering him to go through with what the note asked of him - the young man felt as if he was going just more than just a little insane. He decided after a few moments to grab a pillow from his bed, stomp to the door and then swing it open. He sat within the threshold of his room upon the pillow. What? The floor was clean enough, he didn't care. He just wasn't up for anyone to actually go into his room. That was his private place, all his, if they want to talk to him they can talk to him right there where he sat.
It was a rotten attitude but it was one that Jude was equipped with since he was a small boy and an antisocial p***k on most days. At least Yom seemed to shut up about wanting him to be more social.
Then if no one came by they can't invade when he closes his door to go lay down for the night, or so he told himself.
He wore just a simple pair of white linen-type pants and a sky blue beach shirt. Nothing fancy, upon an ear dangled an earring in shape of an hourglass. Jude wasn't much for dressing up anyways.
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