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 Posted: Sun Sep 16, 2012 11:12 pm
Maybe it was by chance that Wilson had yet to meet another soul this morning. As his alarm buzzed loudly, Wilson groaned when Gramps’ yelling added to the dizzying noise. He ended up rolling onto his side, rolling and rolling until he fell to the floor with a loud thud. Wilson sucked in his breath, hissed. “Ow…” He rubbed his arms, but stood up to change into a new set of clothes. [Kiddo, let’s head to the fields.] Breakfast first. When he stepped into the hallway, the corridor was empty as usual. Wilson looked both ways, but not another hunter in sight.
It was the same story for when he arrived to the cafeteria. Wilson headed into the kitchen and picked out an apple. He hopped onto the counter, his shoes banging against the drawers while he bit into the fruit. He heard the cafeteria doors opening and he leaned forward to peek out the kitchen door.
And then an unnatural smile spread across his lips as his face lit up.
[...Kiddo?]
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Posted: Mon Sep 17, 2012 12:58 pm
<< WHELP, IT'S TIME TO WAKE UP. >>
What do you get when you combine a screeching Gryphon inside your head and the most aggravating alarm on the Hunter issued phones? Lex on the floor, mumbling and lightly whimpering.
<< WHELP, SHOWER. >>
"Shut up shut up, I'm going you cranky b*****d. The hell is wrong with you today."
<< MORE TRAINING, WHELP. YOU DID SO HORRIBLY YESTERDAY. >>
"Please stop screaming." He whimpered, before getting off the floor and going though his morning routine of showering, trimming his stubble, and getting dressed.
< Breakfast. >
<< Skip that, it's unnecessary. >>
No response was given as Lex made his way to the cafeteria. He picked up a cereal bar and milk, and was about to go to town on it when he noticed another man in the area with a wide grin.
Slightly creepy.
"Alexei Jamil." He held his hand out to the man, returning the man's grin. "Life Division."
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Posted: Fri Sep 21, 2012 10:04 pm
There was a creepy moment of silence after Lex’s introduction before Wilson fully emerged from the kitchen, an apple in his hand. “Hey! I’m Wilson Hopkins. Death Division.” Normally, this was the moment where he would reach out a hand for a handshake, but something was awry today. For some reason he was overcome with the incredible urge to give the other man a hug, so he did.
He enveloped Lex in a hug. While not bone-crushing, it was certainly tighter than one could give Wilson credit for. “It’s nice to meet you, Lex. Hey, are you new? You seem new. I’m so glad you woke up. It’s really admirable, you know. Not everyone can wake up and it’s a real darn shame, but you did. I really respect you, man. I really do.”
[You’re creeping me out.]
Wilson hugged Lex even tighter.
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Posted: Sun Sep 23, 2012 1:33 pm
Lex totally expected a handshake to happen, coupled with a simple introduction. Instead, he got a stronger than expected pair of arms thrown around him, and a bit of babbling.
Lex was completely used to this, surprisingly. When people learned you were the club's manager, they tended to want to hug you while drunk. Or high. Or tripping on acid. The point being, Lex had received many hugs paired with babbling.
It still didn't make it any less awkward.
"Uh...yeah." Lex shuffled back, slipping under Wilson's arms, smiling nervously. "Thanks for that. Can I get you some coffee or something, Wilson? Or some water?" Because why the heck are you drunk at 9 am?
<< Whelp, you really do get the worst situations. It's enjoyable. >>
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Posted: Fri Sep 28, 2012 10:55 pm
[He’s awful nice for a stranger, kiddo.] Gramps murmured in his usual raspy voice. “You know what?” Wilson answered aloud, “I agree!” He moved so that he still had an arm draped around Lex’s shoulder. Beaming widely, he pointed his free hand toward the life trainee. “I agree with Gramps! You’re a real nice guy, Lex. I like that about you.” He took another bite out of his apple and laughed once he had swallowed. “But no, you don’t need to get me a drink. I don’t need it at all! Oh, but what about you? Can I get you a drink?”
[Ain’t he giving you a funny look?] “No he’s not.” [Don’t talk to me aloud.] “What?” […]
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Posted: Fri Sep 28, 2012 11:21 pm
"Uhmmm...I'll take a cup of coffee? But really, I insist, let me pour us some. I'm sure we both need it." He slipped out of Wilson's arm, still smiling shakily. At least this guy was a happy drunk. An early bird drunk, but a happy drunk.
"And you know what? Why don't I treat you to some donuts from the vending machine?" Because some food would do wonders, sopping up some of the alcohol.
"Is Gramps your weapon?" Still smiling, still a little shaky on the inside. While happy drunks were awesome, they could also blow fuses rather quickly. "And I think you're pretty swell yourself, Wilson. But really, I think we should talk about how great you are over some vending machine donuts."
He handed a mug of coffee to the man right after he started talking to himself.
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Posted: Fri Oct 05, 2012 10:24 pm
As Lex slipped out of his hold, Wilson confusedly blinked at the other man. “Oh, I don’t need coffee. I don’t drink a lot of coffee, compared to most people at least.”
He laughed, walking over to throw an arm over the life trainee’s shoulders. “You don’t need to treat me at all. Rather, shouldn’t it be the other way around since I’m sort of the elder in this position? Hmmm. What’s that word Mads uses sometimes? Sen…something. Sensomething but whatever I’m the elder one here so I should treat you and show you around if someone hasn’t already.” Wilson paused. “How old are you? You know, it’d be pretty weird if I was younger than you. It’d be like how Gale is my senior—“ [Cut it.]
“He is!” Wilson chirped. “What about you? What’s your weapon’s name? And nonono Lex, it’s the other way around. You’re great. I’m not that great,” he insisted as he accepted the cup of coffee.
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Posted: Sat Oct 06, 2012 2:53 pm
Okay maybe this guy wasn't drunk. He may have been on something worse. Probably acid. Marijuana at the least. The tall man sighed in his head, wondering how on earth some people even got into the program. Maybe this Wilson was one of those types who when, on the rare occasion of sobriety, kicked total butt. That was probably it.
"Actually, I'm pretty sure I'm the elder in this situation. Twenty-four." Again with the arm over the shoulder thing. Usually Lex wasn't one to mind, but when you had a high and/or drunk guy touching you, it just felt a little weird.
"Why don't we buy each other donuts, then? Sounds good to me. I've been shown around already though." Even if he hadn't, he would not let Wilson guide him. Sorry bud, but you'd probably get them lost.
"And hey, I hear you on that thing about Gale. That's just odd and slightly frustrating."
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Posted: Fri Oct 12, 2012 3:44 pm
If only Lex knew the truth. The only drug here was the weird chemical Melvin (and Lance) had doused Wilson’s rose with. The poor hunter didn’t know any better. Wilson had felt fine in the morning. Really.
He laughed. “Woahhhh you’re right! I turned twenty-three this year.” He frowned slightly. “My birthday was horrible. The day right after the entire island got attacked by the horsemen and those students or whatever.” Wilson shook his head as he began to head toward the vending machine. “Suckiest birthday I’ve ever had yet.”
Lex only received more laughter from Wilson as he wrapped his arm around his shoulders even tighter. “Okay, you know what? Since I respect you so much we can buy each other donuts and we’re going to have them with our coffee and it’s going to be great.”
“Oh! You already know who Gale is? Man, it’s odd but I really respect Gale, you know? He’s so young but already a full hunter. You have to give him credit for that.”
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Posted: Sat Oct 13, 2012 3:50 pm
If Lex knew the truth, he'd probably be even more weirded out. Drunk people were a normal thing; weird ecstasy roses were not.
"Well, I'm sorry to hear about your birthday, Wilson. Did they make it up to you, at least?" They walked along into the hallway, and Lex broke out of the shoulder grip to put money into the machine and receive the powdered and deep fried rings of dough. They were his guilty pleasure; other than women.
Wait, he never felt guilty about that.
Speking of... "So, Wilson, why are you so happy today? Something good happen last night?" He raised his eyebrows in suggestion, noting to the other man that yes, he was making a sexual reference.
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Posted: Fri Oct 26, 2012 4:25 pm
Oh Lex. If you’re okay with zombie babies then you should be okay with weird ecstasy roses, right???
Oddly enough, Wilson kept smiling as he shook his head. “I haven’t told a lot of people when my birthday is. I don’t expect much, but I’d prefer to decline a siege, thank you very much.” As Lex broke out of the grip, the hunter casually walked over to grab Lex back into another shoulder hug while Wilson leaned forward to examine the doughnuts.
He laughed. “I have no idea!” Wilson grinned and took another bite out of his apple. “Last night was pretty normal. This morning was normal too. I really shouldn’t be this happy.” Though he hardly seemed perturbed by the fact.
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Posted: Sun Nov 04, 2012 10:34 pm
No nookie last night? People were never this happy in the morning, unless they'd been pleasured. He would know - it happened multiple times per week before signing up for Deus. So no sex, and he actually had no clue why he was so happy.
Maybe he'd been involuntarily tested for some kind of anti depressant that the labs had recently developed. Knowing his division, it was entirely plausible. Dirty, underhanded, and completely willing to use other divisions as guinea pigs.
"Well, Wilson, it makes me happy that there are people out in the world who can just be happy with being happy. I think you deserve double donuts." More change was inserted, and another package of donuts fell out of the machine, and we put in the Death trainee's hands.
"Now then, why don't we go to your favorite spot on this island and talk about whatever it is you like to talk about." His voice bordered on patronizing, but kept a hint of dealing with a mature person to it. Didn't want to hurt anyone's feelings, now did he.
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Posted: Fri Nov 09, 2012 3:45 pm
People were never this happy in the morning unless they were experimented on (or Wilson, or both).
His face lit up like a child about to open presents on Christmas day. “You’ll give me another donut. Wow. That’s—That’s amazing! That’s super nice of you, Lex. Wow.”
Somebody was getting a little too worked up about donuts.
OvO Wilson happily opened one of the packages and took a large bite out of the donut. “Whit?” He covered his mouth. “Ah guess the beach ish good?” Any of the patronizing in Lex’s voice conveniently went over Wilson’s head. “But Ah know people can be busy so if ya gotta go den ya gotta go.”
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Posted: Mon Nov 19, 2012 1:23 pm
Oh good God, an offered escape. Lex was very much willing to get the hell out, and let the man just work whatever was making him act like this off. But, that wouldn't be the nicest thing to do, would it? What if in his happy delirious state he did go to the beach, and just waded in until he drowned? Or fell off a cliff?
Lex couldn't have that on his hands. So, he would keep watch on Wilson until he either passed out or had something that he needed to do. "The beach sounds great, haven't been yet." He smiled, smiling and leading them out of the door. "You lead the way."
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Posted: Wed Nov 21, 2012 4:02 pm
He smiled. “Sure thing!”
Lex would then notice Wilson was walking backwards. This was absolutely normal, magical rose or not. He took another bite of donut and tried to talk, but nope. Food in mouth + talking = nope.
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