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 Posted: Tue Feb 14, 2012 4:41 pm
It was getting late. Shouldn't they have announced where the party was yet? Was there even still going to be one? Did they forget about me?... No.. there were several envelopes tucked under her door that she had been eagerly collecting all day.
Obviously Rin wasn't forgotten. Still... she drummed her fingers on the tops of her legs impatiently before checking her messages again.
You know Rin...
Her gaze shifted from the screen down at her vest pocket curiously.
You could go greet your new neighbor. I'm sure they're feeling just as anxious as you about making new friends. Maybe they don't even know there's a party tonight?
True... She only just barely found out herself by checking her messages at just the right moment. She drew a deep soothing breath and finally got up. Unlocking her door on her way out and deftly re-locking it behind herself before she meandered over to room 197 and knocked.
Then waited.
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Posted: Tue Feb 14, 2012 4:51 pm
Rep had gotten back from the cove with..some degree of difficulty, trying to sneak back into the dorms while hauling a rather oversized axe with him. Some people had given him odd looks, looks which had been returned with a look of venom from him. No one had bothered to offer to help him. As it was, he was now in his room concerned by the fact that there was little room for him with the weapon there. Apparently Tracey hadn't felt like notifying him right away that it was possible to desummon him to a much more manageable form.
On arrival at his dorm, Rep had also found his official scarf and jacket, both of which he'd changed into, along with clean clothes, piling the blood and gore stained ones in a corner.
He once again eyed the axe and sighed loudly to himself, before looking up at the door as someone knocked.
"Yeah yeah." he muttered, throwing the door open, giving Rin a what-do-you want look.
"Can I heeelp you?"
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Posted: Tue Feb 14, 2012 5:11 pm
Rin stood there in the doorway staring. Jaw hanging open for a moment as she just.... stared before abruptly scolding and pointing.
"YOU?!"
Oh, she knew, she knew from the moment she caught a glimpse of that firey red mane. This. This was that b*****d sexist pig from twitter. Wow. Just wow. The chances of having been stuck neighbors with him of all people. It was enough to face palm. Instead though she took to very lightly rubbing her temples with her index fingers.
"Please. Tell me you have a twin here on the island." She quietly pleaded with a vague edge of hopeful desperation. That that guy was one of twins and she had the good twin.
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Posted: Tue Feb 14, 2012 5:17 pm
Rep looked immediately dissapointed as he took Rin in, wether this was because of her gender or the vague recognition was up for deliberation, rolling his eyes he went back to unpacking shirts into a drawer, letting her stand in the doorway if she wanted.
"What do you think? " he drawled lazily "No I don't have a ******** twin. There's only one me, when they made me they broke the mold"
He looked over his shoulder to check she was still there.
"Why? Looking for a threesome?"
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Posted: Tue Feb 14, 2012 5:31 pm
She still was. Looking dumbfounded a bit before clearing her throat to give him a vaguely dirty glare.
"Hell no. I was just hoping you weren't that p***k from Twitter and marveling at the fact you are still somehow breathing." Well, at least she was honest.
Be nice.
Rin mentally recoiled at the voice. No. No way. No way in hell. He wasn't being at all nice to her right now. Why should she?
He's your neighbor. Does it really help the situation to be a d**k?
No... Byr was right. Like always. She exaggeratedly rolled her eyes before stiffly offering her hand.
"I'm Rin." She hissed through gritted teeth.
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Posted: Tue Feb 14, 2012 5:38 pm
Rep gave her a smirk, turning to face her, looking almost pleased at the mention of twitter, seeming /glad/ his infamy preceded him rather than apologetic in the slightest.
"I'm still breathing because I'm tough and cause for all their s**t-talking they couldn't touch me."
He eyed her hand with evident amusement, seeming to be assessing wether or not it'd be a laugh to take her up on the handshake.
It was a good try but Rep was a man who'd been evicted from numerous council houses for being a nightmare neighbour, he wasn't about to stop because a voice in his head preached tolerance. Still, he thought it'd be a laugh to give this civility thing a try.
He shook her hand, a clammy untrustworthy one. "Rrrrep. I'm Rep."
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Posted: Tue Feb 14, 2012 6:10 pm
"Rep?" She mused.
"What the hell kinda name is that?" She asked while hoping to very quickly end the horrible handshake.
THAT isn't nice.
She winced and frowned irritably at her pocket. Frown turning to a glare as she decided that it was still nicer than she wanted.
"So. Unpacking?" Still, Byr got to her enough she tried this small talk thing. Rather pitifully really.
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Posted: Tue Feb 14, 2012 6:15 pm
"Ironic you say that with a silly name like yours." he smirked toothily, letting her hand go.
He turned to resume sorting through his things, having to step over the massive axe still dominating the floorspace of the room "Sort of, yes."
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Posted: Tue Feb 14, 2012 6:38 pm
Rin noted the axe and that it wasn't desummoned but clearly in the way. Opening her mouth about to point out a thing or two but deciding against it. No. Let him figure that out for himself. Instead she watched him work for a moment before asking.
"You know there's a party right?" Her brow raised curiously.
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Posted: Tue Feb 14, 2012 6:47 pm
Rep gave her a challenging look, pausing in what he was doing. "There is? I'm /amazed/ I wasn't invited." he drawled sarcastically. "Why, are you inviting me to it or some s**t? Cause I dunno if you are my type. I don't like that whole frigid thing. You look frigid."
He closed the drawer, crossing his arms as he eyed her critically as if she was a thing.
"That WAS why you asked right?"
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Posted: Tue Feb 14, 2012 6:59 pm
"I'm not inviting you you conceited a**. I'm just mentioning it in case you wanted to go. You know. By yourself?" She glared at him, not even bothering to address the frigid remark. She does not agree at all.
"Anyway, if you're not going I guess this means my walk there will be notably more pleasant then. See ya." She mentally added 'god I hope not'.
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Posted: Tue Feb 14, 2012 7:04 pm
Rep snorted "Hey hey I didn't say I wasn't going to /go/. I just assumed you wanted me to go /with/ you. Most women generally do, I'm a hot commodity." he shrugged. "I can't go anyway. ******** giant axe and all and no way to do anything with it."
He pointed coldly at Tracey. "I'm guessing your weapon is like a ******** spork or something for you to be able to stow it away."
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Posted: Tue Feb 14, 2012 7:09 pm
She decided to ignore his cocky little strut for now.
But she could not ignore the blow at her weapon.
"Actually, he's an axe. More tall than... wide... unlike yours." She gestured idly with a curl of her lip.
Now now, don't start going after his weapon now. You know they can't even fight back.
She mentally conceded. Byr was right. That wasn't fair of her. For all she knew that big flashy thing was actually humble and simply got stuck with the wrong hunter.
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Posted: Tue Feb 14, 2012 7:14 pm
Rep looked critical. "Then where is it? You just leave it laying around in your room where anyone would steal it or whatever?" He refused to admit he was at a loss at what to do with Tracey, he didn't enjoy leaving the axe behind, at all. The feeling of being away from it was unpleasant at best, it was tied to him, he didn't want anyone to have any sort of access to something that seemed to be hotwired into his head.
"Mine is an impressive impliment, a reflection of h...err weilder. Still, you can't care much for yours if you just ditch it, I don't think I could do that."
Was the damn thing LAUGHING?
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Posted: Tue Feb 14, 2012 7:22 pm
"No, I don't. He is riiiight here." She pat her pocket suggestively. Not wanting to spell it all outright for him. Obviously there was a reason he didn't yet know and she was having too much fun making him try and /guess/.
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