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 Posted: Fri Apr 27, 2012 8:53 pm
So, you know that whole deal with you giving a kiss to that person during the events earlier?
"Nope."
Yeah, no, denial will not work here. Call him, I want to watch you squirm like the miserable hick you are.
"Ah lost mah phone."
It's in your back pocket. Call him, and ask him to go with you to get your flip flops.
. . . . Rue had her there and Ofelia knew it. Wearing the boots she'd been told to have on out during the mission were making her feet hurt even though they fit properly. She wanted to either be barefoot or wear her flip flops and seeing as going barefoot would end with her getting chewed out the option of getting her favorite pair of shoes didn't seem so bad. Inside her mind Rue cackled as Ofelia reached for the phone, her fingers scrolling down until she found a name.
Not that one. You know who I am speaking of.
. . . . . . Ofelia frowned and pushed the button down a bit, finally entering a message.Rue frowned, well mentally frowned, and gave off a high pitched screech into Ofelia's ear. The teen shook her head and poked her finger against her temple, finally typing something else.iloveyouDIE Text to Bix: Can we meet up
Oh, this will be amusing to me. The Boo Hag cackled.
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Posted: Fri Apr 27, 2012 9:19 pm
Bix was doing just about as much as everyone else of course. When he wasn't clearing out buildings he was napping, showering, or trying to chill in Killzone's room. They were supposed to meditate but he was sure a lot of people went there to sleep. He was 'meditating' when his phone buzzed and roused him from half awareness. Rown Sure. Where do you want to meet? He had no idea what it was about but he assumed it would be for a mission or something. Most of the texting he'd been doing had just been making arrangements for 'clearing' shifts.
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Posted: Fri Apr 27, 2012 9:32 pm
The phone buzzed in her back pocket. Ofelia's face turned red and paled almost instantly and almost at the same time.iloveyouDIE Text to Bix: UNDERGROUND OKAYENTRANCE NONEEDOKAY
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Posted: Fri Apr 27, 2012 9:39 pm
Bix didn't bother texting back. He wasn't far away. Thankfully the 'meditation' had put the voices on the back burner for a while. Bix didn't think much of Ofie asking to meet. He just was having a much better time lately if he left thinking out of all situations. He made a brief stop at his bunk to change his shoes and get his scarf but it was only minutes before he was walking up with a small smile and a wave to the familiar red head. "Hey Ofie!"
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Posted: Fri Apr 27, 2012 9:46 pm
"Um, howdy. Hello. Hi Bix." Ofelia was practically swallowing her tongue as soon as Bix walked up. Normally she wanted to just greet him like she always had, nothing super special, but a certain voice in her head was giving her the hardest of hard times. Rue liked to watch Ofelia squirm, this was a side of her she'd never seen before.
You're normally so calm and composed. I like this. Ofelia tapped her temple and shook her head, hoping one day her taps would be strong enough to made hurt Rue. Was it possible for a weapon to be injured? No.
That wasn't going to stop Ofelia from dreaming though. "Um, sorry ta ask ya out but we're not supposed'ta be runnin' by ourselves an' Ah wanted ta get sommin' outta mah dorm room. Is it too much trouble askin' ta have ya come along?" For the most part Ofelia still looked a sorry sight. She had bandages that covered her from slightly shown stomach up to her neck, one around a knee, and a brace on her wrist. Bruises lined her face from where she'd either gotten hit or fell, but somehow she was managing to grin.
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Posted: Sat Apr 28, 2012 10:57 am
"I don't mind helping." Bix nodded but then looked a bit concerned. She looked really beat up and bruised. FEAR shields aside, he worried about her state of health. "Are you okay though? You look pretty battered." Bix patted one of her bandaged arms a bit. Partly a friendly gesture but also to make sure she didn't wince or cry out in pain. "Have you rested?"
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Posted: Sat Apr 28, 2012 7:32 pm
"Ah'm fine." Ofelia winced, as hard as she tried not to, but she quickly shrugged it off with a grin. She wanted her flip-flops dammit and she was going to get her flip flops. Rue was cheering her on in her head, a cruel mockery of a cheer that meant her weapon was likely driving her to her death, if such a thing were possible. Still she wanted to go, the wince meant nothing, and if she could keep moving and maybe not get into too many fights everything would work out in the end. "Ah been sleepin' off an' on, no real reason ta linger in bed. If they sent me on that sure-death mission shortly after comin' outta a coma Ah doubt anyone cares if Ah go limpin' somewhere ta die." Her shoulders shrugged again and she turned, starting towards the entrance that would take the pair up to the dorms.
There wasn't anything in there other than her shoes she wanted which. . . made her sound ridiculous and female in a manner of speaking. Going into a haunted place because she wanted shoes? Maybe she should mention to Bix there was a chance to grab something of his as well. "Is there a chance yer gonna be wantin' sommin' from yer room as well? Makin' two trips seems a waste if we can both get what we need in one go." Yessss, if she could make it seem like he needed something too she wouldn't feel so bad about her flip flops.
Rue cackled before falling silent, so amused by Ofelia's attempts at casual conversation. Who knew her usually hyper and not-giving-a-s**t partner could be confused and stammer like this?
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Posted: Sun Apr 29, 2012 8:15 pm
Bix looked a bit concerned that she winced but she had a slight point. None of the higher ups would blink an eyes at someone bruised and battered going out to fight. They were all damaged in some way or other. "Well I'm sure your friends would mind if you got deathly injured. But we should be good with the two of us." He motioned for her to follow once it was decided definitely that they were going. "I actually already made a trip. I don't mind going twice. Had to get some clothes and things. Molly came with me. What is it you needed? Anything special?" He was just curious. He knew everyone would be getting standard stuff like clothes. Some people had special things though, like Molly and her fiddle.
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Posted: Mon Apr 30, 2012 7:11 am
"Eeeh, if anyone minds it'll be a shock ta me, unless Ah'm dead in which case Ah dunno how Ah'd feel. Lately though Ah've been thinkin' that all Ah do is annoy people an' make 'em wish Ah wasn' there." She touched the scar at her chest and felt her wrist throb slightly. Two big signs there but she wasn't going to dwell on it - Bix was here and it was very much adventure time. "Anyho', 'nough mopin' stuff. Like ya happen ta say, Ah'm wantin' sommin' important - Ah want mah flip flops." Yes, she was willing to risk her life (and Bix's!) for a pair of not really shoes.
She looked down at the boots on her feet, prompting a frown from Ofelia. Her feet felt so. . . .covered, not at all able to breathe and moved. Ofelia preferred her flip flops if she wasn't allowed to be barefoot and here wearing boots made her legs feel heavy. She couldn't move as good as she normally would have if she hadn't been wearing them, or so Ofelia kept telling herself. It would be a good enough reason to write her failures off on.
"An' oh, ya went wit' Molly? Ah know her, she's a nice girl! Ah like her lots, how 'bout you?" Ofelia started up the stairs, slow and steady. A few hours of rest here and there helped, not to mention Sunny's wonderful brand of 'get the ******** out you're fixed enough'.
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Posted: Mon Apr 30, 2012 9:38 am
"That's the insanity talking. Even if the leaders are dicks.. we all care about each other Ofie." At least Bix did. If any one of them got killed he'd be upset, even those of them who were assholes. He couldn't help but laugh a little when she said she needed her flip flops. "You know.. I knew there was something different about you. FLIP FLOPS. Look at you wearing shoes! Is it terrible?" He liked shoes but he'd never seen her in real foot cover before. The she asked about Molly. It wasn't a big deal, he told himself, just normal conversation. Then why did he feel his cheeks turning pink? "Oh yeah Molly is cool. She's a real sweet heart. I ah.. I like her." He tried to make it sound casual even though only the day before he'd asked Molly out on a date in the midst of Insanity and monster fighting.
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Posted: Mon Apr 30, 2012 10:12 am
Whelp, there went a painful first love if it had even decided to start. The moment Bix said that he liked Molly Ofelia was away of exactly what manner because she knew Molly. The fact that anyone could hate her would be amazing so for a guy to like her in the manner of more than just friends didn't shock her in the slightest. Inside Ofelia's head Rue was cursing, her whole plan of making Ofelia feel awkward seemingly had backfired.
Only it really hadn't but Ofelia was the queen of denial so ******** you Rue. the blush on Bix's cheeks wasn't going to go away - albinos weren't very subtle Ofelia had come to find. Yup, queen of denial and move it all away.
"Yesss, Ah'm so glad yanno what Ah mean. Ah hate wearin' boots, mah legs feel heavy an' it's harder to fight in 'em if ya can believe me." She lifted a leg up as they walked and let it drop back down, the hard sole of the boot cracking against the floor. It echoed in the empty pathway, the sun trainee hardly caring. "Maybe Ah should grab some clean clothes too, mine are soaked wit' all kinds a stuff. Blood mostly." She was all kinds of crusty, ew.
But now she supposed, since she brought it up, she would have to say something about Bix saying everyone cares for one another and his feelings for Molly. She could have just ignored it and plowed on but she didn't wanna be rude since she started it. "Well, Ah'm glad ya like her. Jus' make sure ya stick ta that feelin' an' dun let 'er wander off or sommin'. Also, thanks fer lookin' out fer me too. Ah remember how ya shot that thing that got mah leg before, it really helped."
Okay, now maybe the conversation could move along.
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Posted: Mon Apr 30, 2012 10:30 am
Slowly up the steps, they were finally above ground. Bix was fighting his blush, especially when Ofie seemed to easily hone in on his liking of Molly. "We're just friends!" Not a lie, since they were. "Sorry... I am not good in conversations about girls. Girls as friends.. girls as not friends. Unless I think of them like family I get all..." He poked his pink cheek. "Weird. I guess I didn't have many close female friends before." He waved off her thanks. "Gotta look out for each other in fights. I know you'd do the same thing for me if I was in a bind." He looked at her, deciding that she would do it for him, then back to the fog swirled path. They weren't far from the dorms now. "We Sunnies should work on some tactics. Maybe we can get a group together."
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Rown rolled 1 100-sided dice:
49
Total: 49 (1-100)
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Posted: Mon Apr 30, 2012 10:47 am
Ofelia looked at Bix and grinned, knowing how well it was and how easy it was to sometimes push things aside. She wasn't going to pry anymore, not at this moment, but Bix wasn't as subtle as he thought he was. Of course Ofelia wasn't freakin' subtle at all about anything in her life either so she was surprised half the time when things happened. Huh.
"Oh, a group sounds good. Ah think...Ah've maybe met all'a us? Ah didn' think there was a huge number of tot-big wig hunter Sunnies goin' round - mostly jus' Mistys. Ah see lots an' lots of those." Really though Ofelia wasn't keeping track, and just as she stepped into the area Rue went off in her head.
Hick Ofelia turned in time just to avoid having something hit her though she did knock against the wall. That was fast. Let's play, I want to play.
Ofelia sighed and looked over to Bix before summoning Rue out. "Looks like we didn' even get close ta our rooms."Quote: 34-65: A large, semi-solid creature barrels into you! It's slow-moving but a bit more powerful than the smaller ones. HP: 10 Auto Damage: 3 (hit or miss)
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iloveyouDIE rolled 2 10-sided dice:
6, 2
Total: 8 (2-20)
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Posted: Mon Apr 30, 2012 11:06 am
"Crap!" One of the lumbering shadows slammed both of them and Bix spun to fire a few arrows into it's back when it passed them by. "There's a lot of these things around. They aren't super strong but they are persistent!" HP: 47 / 50 Damage: 2 Charge: 1 / 3 2 recoveries remainingMonster HP: 8 / 10 Monsters Defeated: 0
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Rown rolled 2 8-sided dice:
4, 4
Total: 8 (2-16)
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Posted: Mon Apr 30, 2012 11:12 am
Ofelia was inclined to agree that these little mob things were a pain in the a**. "Nnn, yeah, but Ah guess it's good we all go places? S'nothin' better than clearin' out an area an' havin' a job well done." Ofelia liked to be praised, it was only natural as the second child in a home with an absent adult, but she also liked to get things done anyway because it felt good to have something accomplished. She always preferred to do things she could show rather than things no one noticed. Killing mob creatures was something she could show off.
As the creature lumbered pass Ofelia got smacked a bit and returned a small big bite in return, Rue's voice starting to fill her mind. The weapon liked to sing before she cackled as of late, prompting Ofelia to wonder just what there was to sing about. Maybe it was because these things were made from Insanity? "Looks like we both jus' barely bit at it."
hp 37
damage 2
charge 1/3 [ - ]
recovery remaining 1
mob 6
mobs down
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