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 Posted: Fri May 18, 2012 11:59 am
Dakota was still holding his pinched but bleeding nose, his head drawn back as he looked for the lifer....Er...Life division that would be available to help for this little....unfortunate but on purpose injury.
Dammit Otto, Dakota took pride in his looks and now he would have a broken nose forever. FOREVER. BROKEN NOSES LEFT NOTICIBLE CHANGES.
He sniffed, inhaling blood. Unable to wait any longer, he slid down the life walls and pulled out his phone.Lucyal Text to Molly: Hey Swee...around infirmary, Ned ur Hlp. Drifter Jet Enduro Text to Otto: Just so you know, Molly is going to come help me in the infirmary and I am telling her everything neutral
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Posted: Fri May 18, 2012 12:09 pm
Otto had been merrily calmly making his way back to the bunker when he received a text from Dakota. He raised a brow at the sender name, reading it calmly until he read it all. "Sunnuva b***h!" He cussed, snapping the phone shut and running full tilt to the Life labs. All the while he hoped and hoped he'd make it in time to hide the body of a very dead Dakota. He might just make it. He spotted the dark haired teen ahead. "DON'T SAY A DAMN WORD, YOU p***y-a** SNITCH!"
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Posted: Fri May 18, 2012 12:28 pm
Luckily for Dakota, Molly happened to be in the Labs. Unluckily for Otto, Molly happened to be in the Labs. Molly was spending time with her darling Canon Cats. Man-handling all the ones she could catch for snuggles and hugs and brushings. As her phone went off though, the red head checked her text, ducking as one of the Cats tried dive bombing her. Immediately panic set in at the text. Her eyes widened and she didn’t even blow all the Canon Cats kisses before she fled from the room. Her Shawty needed her. It was a short hop from the mini-pets area to the infirmary, where a Molly barreled into the room in her coveralls with her hair pulled back in a pony tail. Just in time to hear Otto say snitch. Just in time to see all the blood down Dakota’s front. “ OH MY GOSH!” She cried, horrified, skidding a bit as she approached them, dropping to her knees in front of Dakota, hands hovering near the Moon hunter uncertainly, uncertain about what needed to be done first. “ Dakota! What happened? Are you alright?” She cried. Well, it was obvious he wasn’t alright…but people still asked that question anyways. She stood, and gently, but firmly reached out to help him back to his feet. “ Here, let’s get you to a bed…” Yay for being in Mist. That Life Division training was about to come in handy.
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Posted: Fri May 18, 2012 12:39 pm
Dakota was not sure what was funnier. Seeing the death hunter come barreling down the hallway at breaking neck speed or the fact that Molly was somehow magically at his side and there enough to hear Otto's crude remark.
Dakota flipped Otto of behind Molly's back before focusing on the Mist.
"Well, Someone thought it'd be funny to punch me in retribuition for something I had no control over." He blinked, taking her hand and pulling himself up. "Otto thought I need a facial makeover and...and..."
He waited a beat before adding...
"Otto broke my nose Mollllllllllllllly." It came out really as a whine but....you know.
He was in pain. LOTS OF IT.
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Posted: Fri May 18, 2012 12:55 pm
********. Molly was there already. Otto skidded to a stop, his narrowed glare settling on Dakota as he flipped to bird at him. The gesture was returned with a snarky and sarcastic smirk. He kept his peircing gaze on Dakota, just daring him to tattle. And tattle he did. That b***h."Whatever man. I didn't even hit you that hard." Otto replied nonchalantly, digging dirt from his nails like it was no big thang. "p***y." Still, there was a lingering feeling of dread. What would Mother!Molly do now?
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Posted: Fri May 18, 2012 1:12 pm
“ He…WHAT!?” Molly cried, looking at Dakota wide eyed after she helped him to a bed to sit. Hazel eyes snapped between the Moon and Death hunter, clearly still in disbelief over the fact that Otto would punch Dakota so hard in the face that it’d break his nose. For a moment, Molly wanted to believe that maybe Otto was remorseful about this action…but his less than kind words in return to Dakota did not make her feel better. The look Molly gave Otto was clear. Molly was disappoint, Otto. She scurried off for a moment, and came back with an ice pack and a first aid kit. She placed the kit next to Dakota, and reached to press the ice pack against his nose. She then took one of his hands and had him keep it there as she started to go through the first aid kit. “ Otto…” She started, her tone firm. “… Resorting to violence against others like that is never the answer. It’s not nice and unacceptable. If you two had a misunderstanding, it really should have been talked over with words.” Molly was in mothering mode, and Otto was a child in her eyes who needed to be disciplined. “ We’re all here together, and we shouldn’t be fighting each other! We should be working together!” Molly got out some alcohol wipes and started to clean up the blood on Dakota’s face. “ Now…you need to apologize to Dakota, right now.”
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Posted: Fri May 18, 2012 1:38 pm
Dakota didn't even care that he was resorting to childlike tattle tale tendencies. His ********. And it was all over the fact that there was no Dr. Pepper in the mini fridge. They had both fought valiantly for it, Dakota just wasn't as sad about it as apparently Otto was.
Never mind that Dakota had harassed Otto the WHOLE time they were FIGHTING THE BLOBS. Yes never mind that the punch was probably well deserved.
BUT HIS NOSE STILL ******** HURT. He sat on the bed, tilting his head up for Molly to tend to.
"I'll punch you in the nose and break it and then we'll see who the p***y here is." Dakota's eyes narrowed at Otto, oh man.
He quieted though as the ice was set on it, hissing as it caused some discomfort as his hand held it up. If he was any less of a man, he would've cried...cried tears.
And then Molly started her talk which had Dakota smirking at Otto.
Yeah, who was the little b***h now.
And when she demanded a apology, Dakota's chest puffed out and he stared expectantly at the Death hunter.
"A apology would be nice, Yes."
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Posted: Fri May 18, 2012 1:49 pm
So deserved. Maybe if he hadn't been teased the whole damn trip, Otto's temper might have been in check. Then again, it was still a broken nose over soda pop. Otto flinched as Molly's tone changed, trying not to show that it kind of sort of scared him a little. That was, until she started to reprimand him. His innate teenage reaction kicked in, crossing his arms and rolling his eyes. He'd heard this speech from every adult ever. it was no more effective here than it ever had been. He was set to tell her to piss off and leave when Dakota got all smug. Oh... fine. "I'm sorry I broke your nose, Princess." He replied with uber snark.
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Posted: Fri May 18, 2012 2:11 pm
Dakota would feel two fingers quickly, but firmly jabbed into the side of his neck as he made his retort. “ Psst.” Molly hushed him. Yeah. She just Ceasar Millan’d him. Dog Whispered Style. “ Dakota, I know your feelings are hurt and you’re upset, but that is no excuse to egg him on, alright? You need to be the better person here, not resort to that childish level.” She finished dabbing the blood on his face and assessed the damage, her brows furrowing with worry. Oh gosh…that just wasn’t nice to look at, at all. Otto really did a number on him… Speaking of Otto… Molly turned her stern look and tone back on him. “ Otto, I do not appreciate your sass or snark, young man. You have the chance to be a better person too, and you’re not doing well about it right now. If you really mean it, you need to apologize again, without the attitude.”
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Posted: Fri May 18, 2012 2:21 pm
"but...But..." He jerked as he felt the stab of her fingers before making some kind of whimpering sound. He waited a beat before, "He punched me because there was no Dr. Pepper Molly. I have a broken nose over soda."
YES DAKOTA'S FEELNGS WERE VERY HURT, AND HE WAS VERY UPSET. And resorting to childhood. Like he had a fight with his friend or his brother and mommy was there to fix it all.
His lip jutted out in a pout.
"I was the better person. I offered special magazines Molly and he didn't accept them either." Dakota's pout turned to Otto now before the smirk returned.
He didn't even bother asking about the damage. His face would be fat and swollen and bruised and MARRED....for awhile after this.
"He's not going to because....because....He is a angry brute who beats up innocent people with his fist." Dakota glared. "Oh I'll show you Princess, you Troll."
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Posted: Fri May 18, 2012 2:43 pm
Maybe Otto didn't want to be the better man? His icy blue eyes focused on Molly and as she scolded him, rather adamant about not giving in to her. His cold eyes flicked to Dakota as he continued to act like a 9 year old, once again tattling like a tattle tale. Special Magazines? He had a feeling they might be porn. What else could be 'special'? "No one wants to touch yer used and sticky porno mags." He said dryly, eyes rolling again. Again, his stare stayed on Dakota as he continued his innocent kid act. Otto could pipe up and say he didn't beat up innocent people. That, however, would be a lie. He just didn't do it often."Well, yer right. I ain't apologizin'. Molly said so herself not to say s**t I dont mean." And Otto Graves was not sorry for breaking Dakota's nose, whether he meant to break it or not.
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Posted: Fri May 18, 2012 2:51 pm
OVER SODA!? That was even worse. Molly looked dismayed for a moment, patting the side of Dakota’s face in an affectionate gesture before she steeled her expression again, releasing a sigh. “ Otto…” Molly started. “ You have until the count of three to apologize and really mean it, because what you did was unacceptable.” She paused. “ One…” What was happening at the end of three?
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Posted: Fri May 18, 2012 3:01 pm
"They aren't all Porn mags." Dakota screwed up his face which only caused pain and blinked.
Molly just patted his cheek. Settling his ruffled feathers, his eyes widened at Molly's countdown.
What would happen at the end of three?!?!?
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Posted: Fri May 18, 2012 3:10 pm
What would happen at the end of three? Otto leaned his weight on one leg, raising a brow. Take the risk and say nothing, or...
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Posted: Fri May 18, 2012 3:20 pm
“ Two…” Otto…wasn’t taking her seriously. Sad face. “ Three…” Molly sighed softly, a saddened frown pulling at her lips. “ Alright.” She murmured sadly. “ It’s alright if you don’t want to apologize, Otto.” She left Dakota’s side and approached the teen with the bad attitude. She placed her hands on his shoulders as she looked down at him. “ But you need to learn that your actions and have consequences, and if you don’t think of them, it’s really going to come back to get you one day. If you don’t have the courage to apologize and mean it, much, much worse things could happen…” Molly bit her lip and looked down, releasing his shoulders. She turned her back to him and stepped away, her shoulders sagging dejectedly, and she sighed again. Molly then whipped around and—  Punched Otto in the face. Need he be reminded, that Molly wielded a giant lance for a weapon, and Rep said she hits like a truck.
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