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 Posted: Tue Oct 23, 2012 10:20 pm
Life had returned to its normal pace. They where back. Back home, Red was back, everything was right in the world again. As far as they knew the hunters wouldn't be coming back any time soon and they could for once relax.
Almost.
Shehk was still gone and the emptieness of that was still apparent to Sammy, but there was a small chance, a hope, some sliver she would return. She always did, she was tougher then Sammy often gave her credit for.
Today she sought a different dog, not Red, not Shehk, neither Thackery whom she figured was cuddled up with a significantly less insane Ashford.
Today she sought Tybalt moving through the undead dorms till she spotted him leaving his room. Moving behind him before he could react to the sound of metal boots on the floor her bone arm wrapped around his neck tugging him down so flesh fingers could ruffle his hair.
"You asked if I was okay before Red ripped a portal open yeah?" She released him properly before holding out her left hand. Odd for a shake, but considering it was the bone arm charred by Red, cracked by weapons and attacks, it meant a lot to offer that hand.
"I'd be a hell of a lot worse if not for what you did back there. Tybalt right?"
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Posted: Sat Oct 27, 2012 3:58 pm
Despite the scrapping of metal boots on floor giving away her presence, the ghoul moved faster than the black dog could react. Which resulted in headlock and hair ruffling, followed by a surprised yelp from the black dog. Of course it would take a few seconds for him to realize just who exactly it was that made a surprise attack on him.
"Sammy?" He blinked as she released him, before giving a toothy grin. "Glad to see you're alright and more than happy to lend a hand. Especially when it involves fighting off some hunters. I'm impressed that you were able to fight two hunters at once. I hope you gave them hell."
His grin grew wider as he took her hand in a firm shake. "Yep, Tybalt."
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Posted: Sat Oct 27, 2012 5:56 pm
Sammy released the shake before giving Tybalt a rough pat on the shoulder. The ghoul wasn't exactly the soft type... except with Siddie and Shehk. All cuddles. All day.
"Naw I'm good, that initial moment was a bit of a pain in the a**, but your help get me out in time." She shrugged again, "Everything after that was Red. Doesn't matter anymore. We're here. Red's back and the hunters got the crap beat out of them. Balance is in our favor for once. Besides I've fought.... a lot of things. A couple of hunters ain't that bad really.."
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Posted: Sat Dec 01, 2012 6:02 pm
"That's good to know and its certainly a nice change of things." He admitted. "Serves them right, really." For too long they had been the underdogs, receiving beatings one after another. He was tired of it. It was only fair that the hunters got a taste of what they, Amityville, had been going through this entire time. It was their turn to lose something.
"You think they'll think twice after Red's 'message,' or do you think they'll strike harder next time?" He asked. Either way, it didn't matter. If the hunters did attack again then it would be the same now as it was before. They would rise to stop them.Miliardo Kason Sorry crap/late reply. My brain is bluh OTL
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Posted: Mon Dec 03, 2012 4:59 pm
"It probably won't last. That wasn't all the hunters, someone else will come along, more of them will come along. We're never really safe and we still have the Horsemen to worry about."
She frowned a bit, "I think I trust them less and less every time I deal with them or hear about them. Maybe the hunters are right on that. The horsemen are bad news for everyone. If they blow up all the humans where do we get FEAR from?"
She shrugged slapping Tybalt over the shoulder again, "So you excited for the festivals coming up? Be a nice change from all these fights and stuff. I hear they're doing an auction for Students to be slaves for a day."
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Posted: Fri Dec 28, 2012 12:32 am
"No doubt." he answered. He imagined there were many more where they came from. In fact, every time they encountered them there seemed to be more in number. Just how many of them were there exactly?
His expression darkened at the thought of the horsemen and he spat at the ground. "I don't trust them and I highly doubt they're 'helping' us out of the goodness of their hearts." His hair bristled at the memory of the trance class he had witnessed and a low growl rumbled in his throat. The betrayal. "Things were better before they showed their faces around here. Now its just... complicated."
Fortunately the darker thoughts were replaced entirely by excitement as the mention of the festival was brought to light.
"Definitely! I'll probably do something for my club again. Not quite sure what yet, but something." He shrugged, wrinkling his nose, but grinning still when she mentioned the auction. "I'll pass on that. Got no need for a slave and I'm not interested in being one."
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Posted: Fri Dec 28, 2012 6:56 am
"At one point they might have been, they generally hate the hunters as much as we do. Some of them on an idividual level didn't seem that bad, but as a whole, behind Medea... that's when it gets scary to be honest." She easily noted the raised hair, the low growl, Shehk had often done the same thing and without thinking she reached over to rub one of Tybalt's ears.
"Down boy down. No one to bite out here sparky."
She grinned a bit as the topic did indeed turn lighter, "What club? I think I'm going to try the student council president thing. It's a been last minute but I hope I can pull something together."
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Posted: Tue Jan 01, 2013 11:00 pm
His ears had perked at that comment. "Ah yes! I actually did meet one in particular that was decent. She let me switch my charm for the dog charm and then let me keep the one I originally got too." Clearly the black dog was easily impressed. Though Lifen did seem to be the kind sort of person and didn't seem all that bad.
"Yeah I know I--" He answered, trying not to look too pleased by the ear rubs as Sammy calmed him down. Though his tail, as per usual, betrayed him. "--Sparky?"
He would have asked further on the nickname, but the topic of festivals had him easily distracted. "K9 club. Its my--er, mine, LW's and Jove's club." He beamed proudly as though it was something to boast about "Student council? Oh that! Does that mean more lobsters?"
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