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 Posted: Mon May 21, 2012 2:28 am
Any excuse to get out of the bunker of late was a welcome one for Rep. Granted, he was starting to get accustomed to always having someone to sleep next to, it was the one upside to the forced shifts. But at the same time, the bed wasn't quite big enough to have everyone there he wanted. Still, it was nice between times to get up to the surface, and today he'd decided to make the utterly thrilling trip to the cafeteria.
Weeks of military grade rations had made the return of the facility kitchens a glorious and most wonderful thing, hot food that wasn't designed to survive a ******** apocalypse was the best thing he could ever have asked for.
Slinking into the mess hall he noted a few hunters here and there chatting over their lunches, he paid them no heed, making a beeline straight for the food that was laid out, picking up a plate to stack himself up a few ham and chicken sandwiches, and head to a quiet unoccupied table on the far side of the room to thoughtfully help himself.
There'd been a lot of crap to think over lately and it was so hard to avoid everything when he was so often alone with his thoughts. He was worried about Rin, he hadn't shown it when he visited her in the infirmary but he was. He had a feeling there was more to her being hospitalised than just a random attack in the haunted house but hadn't wanted to ask. She was getting mixed up with all the wrong people too he felt.
Wrong people, what was he, her ******** mother?
He disagreed.
Her taste in friends had clearly declined, She must have been really desperate for affection to rebound to Jerry. He'd feel guilty for bringing her that low if he didn't feel so disgusted by the thought of her being anywhere near the other sun. Jerry was trouble. So was the little b***h Sasha, making tea for H, what a ******** brown noser, he was starting to doubt her little girl act. If she was ******** around with Rin, pretending to be nice, using her for ambition or some other cruel end, he'd tear her to shreds. The thought of the brutality and violence pleased him, made him smile.Yeah, that was how you dealt with people who hurt your friends, with maximum sadism.
A spar would be a good excuse to remind them both what they were dealing with, or try anyway, he wasn't such a ******** great fighter after all. And even the constant training of late, the constant battling, working with Tracey in an attempt to build up that bond everyone prattled on about didn't seem to be making much of a dent. The headbands had given him a sweet taste of power and then cruelly torn it away. He didn't want to be weak forever.
It was just a long, incessant string of self doubts and anxieties. It was exhausting, so ******** exhausting.
Looking to all outward appearances the very picture of arrogant confidence, he worked on eating his lunch.
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Posted: Mon May 21, 2012 11:17 am
Rin entered the cafeteria and grabbed a tray, promptly filling it up with protein in the form of dead and cooked animals. Turning from the bar she already had a chicken filet skewered on her form and was nibbling the edges as she tried to figure out where to sit.
There was no Sasha present and likely no Jerry either for that matter, a shock of orange caught her attention however. Okay, it obviously wasn't Clerise and it didn't seem styled like Jordan. Given her limited knowledge of the Deus red-head population, she quickly decided it had to of been Rep.
Probably a good thing it was as she deftly snuck up behind him to ask, "What're you doin'?!" as loud as she possibly could.
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Posted: Mon May 21, 2012 11:29 am
He was just getting settled into some very visceral and pleasant thoughts about what he would do if he could fight and all the people he would get revenge on for various slights since his arrival when Rin snuck up.
What followed were a few long minutes of Rep trying not to choke on inhaled sandwich followed by him coughing and snarling. "WILL YOU NOT ******** DO THAT?"
He picked up the nearest bread crust and threw it in her direction moodily. "******** hell you daft b***h, almost killed me."
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Posted: Mon May 21, 2012 11:33 am
"Pffft, No I wouldn't of~ I know the Heimlich. If you were choking for real I woulda popped that ******** out for ya." the bread crust fell short of her but she still swept it off the seat before sitting down with her tray beside him.
"The hell you sitting all the way over here alone for?" she inquired as she proceeded to cut her chicken up into more appropriate little cubes.
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Posted: Mon May 21, 2012 11:36 am
"Because other people bring me out in a ******** rash, that's why." he snorted. "I was just happily eating my sandwiches and s**t, I don't need bitches sitting around me talking about irrelevant s**t like whether they are getting their hole or not man." He shot a glare across the cafeteria at the group of oblivious talking hunters.
"I like the space to think sometimes."
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Posted: Mon May 21, 2012 11:53 am
"Truuue~ Still, I meant more like... no Jordan or.. that other guy." she looked confused, "getting their what? Is that some other hunter thing I've not figured out yet?"
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Posted: Mon May 21, 2012 11:55 am
"That other guy has a name." he stated coolly.
"Its Ace."
He took a bite of his sandwich "And it means who they are shagging."
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Posted: Mon May 21, 2012 11:59 am
"Oh - and Ace? Is there a fourth now? Holy hell Rep, you move fast." she gave him a baffled stare.
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Posted: Mon May 21, 2012 12:01 pm
He gave her a very deadpan stare. "No there's not a ******** fourth you cheeky b*****d. Ace is what I call..Harrison." It was so strange still saying the other man's name in casual conversation. So formal and surprisingly cold. "Just don't ******** call him that other guy okay?"
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Posted: Mon May 21, 2012 12:03 pm
"Why not? You aren't very kind to my friends?" she gave Rep a fairly severe look.
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Posted: Mon May 21, 2012 12:07 pm
He gave her a cold look. "Well then whatever, call him whatever you want. Because I'm not being nice to ******** speccy no balls or the little b***h." he shrugged. "Besides, Ace and Jordan aren't just my friends."
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Posted: Mon May 21, 2012 12:32 pm
Rin narrowed her gaze at Rep, "Well. Neither is Sasha. I mean. We don't have what you guys have but she's still very important to me - anyway! I don't want to discuss that with you. Okay?"
"Let's talk about something else, something that doesn't make me want to castrate you."
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Posted: Mon May 21, 2012 12:54 pm
He gave her another even deadpan look. "Barking up the wrong tree is sad Rin. You already learned that lesson I thought.."
A roll of his eyes. "Like what then?"
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Posted: Mon May 21, 2012 12:56 pm
"Well." she popped a few chicken cubes in her mouth, chewing them up and swallowing before continuing, "I was thinking. About stuff. Like. For one, remember that talk we had about moons and stuff?"
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Posted: Mon May 21, 2012 12:57 pm
"I remember you falling asleep yeah." he snorted.
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