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 Posted: Sat Nov 10, 2012 10:01 pm
He was taking a break for the time being. From the books, the spars, the training. He just wandered away from it all, he took some spare clothes usually used for the gym before heading to the beach right by the facility, he had seen it but never thought to go closer.
Oddly it was quiet, no trainees, no hunters, no on really. So he simply wandered down the beach kicking off his boots before wiggling his toes in the sand. It wasn't Florida, but it wasn't Massachusetts either.
<< Home sick? >>
"Sometimes. Depends on the day of the week. Does this one end in y?"
<< Hah, hah, funny. Dork. >>
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Posted: Sat Nov 10, 2012 10:17 pm
There were very few places in the world Rep was happy, one of those places was the battlefield, the other was the ocean. Since he'd arrived on the island, the sea around it had been a safe haven, a place where he could swim out his anger and ignore the day to day stresses and hassles that sometimes felt like they'd overcome him completely. With nothing but the sea all around him there was a sort of sensory deprivation that let him withdraw into himself. To Tracey it was as near as they came to flying.
That day he'd been swimming for hours already, his muscles warm and comfortable with the exertion of swimming. He'd been pleased to note that the new earring, being an artifact of the sea itself, glowed even more brightly underwater with runic energy. It was a novelty.
As he reached the facility end of the stretch of beach, he swam into the shallows, intent on taking a short break from his exertions. Only as his feet touched sand did he realise he wasn't alone. Ro by the looks of it. Whatever, he didn't immediately go harass the guy, maybe he was thinking, if he wanted to talk, he'd talk. Instead he backed into the shallows and sat down, the water only up to his chest. Shallow water was always satisfyingly warm compared to the chill of the deeper ocean and it was nice just to let himself warm up a little while he rested.
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Posted: Sat Nov 10, 2012 10:22 pm
The ocean was vast, the beach its self spanning well off into the distance on his sides wrapping around the whole island obviously. It would honestly be hard at first glance to spot anyone. Something moved in the corner of his eye, a bright flicker of blue, something red.
<< Look's like you aren't alone out here. >>
Sylvia pretty much put the thoughts together for him as he stood there. Shifting slightly to look at Rep, thankfully he was seated in the water and Ro couldn't make out much other then the fact it was him sitting in the water. A mix of emotions flickered through his head before he slowly raised a hand to the other hunter a very passive wave.
"Hey." He said it with just a enough force to carry over the rolling waves to the other hunter.
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Posted: Sat Nov 10, 2012 10:34 pm
Rep looked back over his shoulder at Ro as he greeted him, he was surprised, he didn't really expect the other guy to willingly talk to him again. Most people were cutting off having to deal with him as much as they could, and he didn't blame them one iota. He was even more scarred than he had been before, stitches still present in the deep hook scars Sasha had inflicted on his shoulders, from behind the sweeping cleave from the pyramid head in the haunted house marring the eclipse tattooed there.
"Nice day, at least, as nice as it gets here. I think it's nice out there." he nodded in the direction of the open sea. "You can like, usually feel it in the water if it is."
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Posted: Sat Nov 10, 2012 10:40 pm
For the most part, Ro had shunned Rep, he had ignored him. Spoken to Jordan once or twice about him but otherwise offered nothing to or against the other Hunter.
He looked towards the water again finally moving to sink his feet into it, for how dreary and misserable the island felt, the humid air and fog that was starting to get colder the water was till warm. Where they farther south then even Florida? He wasn't sure.
"It's not bad. Reminds me of home." He said somewhat absently as he looked farther out towards the sea. "You swim here a lot?"
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Posted: Sat Nov 10, 2012 10:46 pm
"Every day." he said with a curt nod. "Reminds me of home because it is my home." The only one he had now, and the only one he really wanted. He didn't feel the dreariness of the fog, in Scotland the world had always been grey, grey sky, grey buildings, grey pigeons. The fog was the same, a secure blanket of grimness, shielding them from the horrors that lay beyond.
"But aye, it's good, helps me work my arms back into practice, really ******** important while they are healing too."
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Posted: Sat Nov 10, 2012 10:55 pm
"I guess everyone views home differently." This was their home, that much was true, they couldn't dare go back to the old lives they had lived. His eyes studied Rep weary for the moment before moving back to the sea. Sylvia was at least thankfully quiet at the moment.
He looked back again at Rep, studying him properly before frowning a bit, "Healing?"
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Posted: Sat Nov 10, 2012 11:02 pm
"Aye. They do. Some people probably had it good before here. I've had it good since. Guess I'm biased." Sometimes he felt like he should feel guilty for being happy, as if it bothered people and brought a lot of negativity to his guys for enabling him to feel content when he deserved misery instead. He didn't understand it, so he shoved the guilt aside every time.
At the question as far as healing went, Rep laughed with just an edge of bitterness. "Aye, it's kind of safe to say that I'm pretty much always healing from some s**t or other. I got jumped my a** kicked while I didn't have Tracey, almost died, my shoulders are back together but I'm still like sorting out some of the kinks from it."
He looked back out at the rolling fog and shrugged slightly. "Not a big deal. I'll be good soon enough."
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Posted: Sat Nov 10, 2012 11:12 pm
"Jordan and Harrison? So not biased at all man." It was the closest to a joke Roland had made since they spoke. Fairly friendly even. "I've met, some decent people here..." He glanced to the side again thinking, "Some ways it's better then home, I know I won't be moving away in a few months I'll just be here. Not so bad minus..." he paused waving his hand in the air, "The monsters things. Could do without that sometimes."
The laugh was met with a raised eyebrow, "Jumped when we didn't have weapons?" He frowned a bit, he didn't ask why he was jumped but any number of reasons could be used for that. Easily Ro lifted his shirt tossing it into the sand before looking at his left shoulder, the messy entry, and the jagged slice down to the middle of his chest. The scar Rep gave him, "Could be worse, you've never had Tracey take a bite out of you." The words where neutral, not bitter, just perhaps an edge of a joke as he started to walk farther away from the shore and into the water.
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Posted: Sat Nov 10, 2012 11:22 pm
"I don't deserve either one of them let alone both." he stated coolly, he could think clearer when he'd ran out the endless tight knot of energy and anger that was always curled in him just waiting for the chance to strike. "I spend every day paranoid that it's all going to be like poof, gone. And I wouldn't even complain cause that's how things are."
He smirked at the mention of the monsters. "I dunno about that, I like the monsters. You've gotta have an enemy. Or else you just make one of your own."
Rep glanced back again as he spotted peripheral movement at the shore, wishing he hadn't the instant he did. He actually winced and looked away again - too many people on the island were sporting injuries, not from the monsters they were meant to fight, but him instead. "And naw, I haven't. Only Nona." Nona whose chill bite he could still remember in his flesh, hooks through tendon and bone, hooks hard against his throat. He'd apologised to the people he'd hurt, wasn't that meant to make you feel better? He didn't feel better at all.
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Posted: Sat Nov 10, 2012 11:33 pm
Ro almost frowned again, it wasn't an angry expression so much as a sad one. "Don't be dense like that, Jordan sounded the same way without Ferros." He continued walking moving till the water was washing up against his knees staring out at rolling mist and waves. He stretched a bit raising his arms above his head trying to recall the last time he had actually gone swimming. "I guess, I can't blame you for that. Considering our line of work and... everything else." Him being a 'threat' himself, others who hated Rep, it did hit a point of sympathy for the guy.
"Maybe, or you could just live with what you have happily." He shrugged, "Think for a minute, if it all stopped. No more worrying about if the guys are safe, no more getting drunk in front of someones grave." He frowned, "Then having them tweet a few days later..." He shrugged, "We could just... exist. No fear of what could go wrong." It almost sounded like he was trying to comfort himself.
He looked at Rep again making an odd face. "Good. Because Tracey hurts like a b***h." With that he dove into the water. If one thing could be said, Roland was a solid swimmer. He cut through a few waves before popping up again looking at Rep lazily before moving towards the shore again so he could stand with water up to his own chest. He paused for a moment.
"Sylvia say's she wouldn't mind taking a bite out of you but uhhh... I don't think..." He paused, "Yeah not the weapon kind of bite, she's being a brat again."
Rep couldn't hear the shrill laughter that Ro was now hearing.
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Posted: Sat Nov 10, 2012 11:47 pm
Rep narrowed his eyes at what felt like scolding. He didn't like being told not to do anything, or to be implied stupid for what he had to say, even in jest. It was hard enough just speaking honestly half the time, he was touchy - but that was a given for him. "Yeah but when Jordan says it, its obvious he's being irrational, he deserves everything he has and then some. I don't deserve either of them, all I do is hurt everything around me. I don't understand it I guess."
He reclined a bit and just watched Ro head out into the water. "Well. If I didn't have those monsters I wouldn't be here. I'd just be who I was. And I'd die that guy. So as much as I'd like to retire, as much as I could totally go with never being ******** scared of losing people I need like air... I dunno." The dream he'd had back the first time the insanity loomed in came back to him, unhappy even with a perfect life to the point he killed himself. It had made him almost scared of happiness thereafter.
He quirked a brow at Ro for his relayed message from Sylvia and couldn't help but curl a smirk onto his features. "Sylvia has terrible taste."
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Posted: Sun Nov 11, 2012 9:55 am
Ro shook the salt water from his hair contemplating everything Rep had said and shrugged again. "Yes and no, I don't think Jordan's irrational, I also think that I don't know a lot about him so I can't say for sure. He's a good guy, and he's likely just as worried about losing you as you are of him."
What Rep countered with next against his argument of the fighting simply stopping was actually a really solid point. It left him pondering what to say next again for a moment, "You have a point, without them we wouldn't be here. But that doesn't mean farther down the road we could maybe, just maybe, be happy and alive without them being a threat."
Slipping back under the waves he moved towards a pile of rocks jutting out the sea climbing up the small pile looking at Rep again shrugging, "She has a thing for well built boils as she calls them." He paused, "You know she does have bad taste, she picked a five four nothing for a partner instead of some hulking six foot beast."
<< Oh shut up you idiot! >> He distinctly felt the feeling of a frown as he dove off the side of the rock and into the water in one smooth ocean.
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Posted: Sun Nov 11, 2012 10:18 am
Rep stood up in the shallows, wading out into the water again. "Maybe, it's mostly the issue of deserving s**t or not that gets to me. I just wonder sometimes if people'd be happier if I was just some ******** manic depressed loner who can't catch a break like Jerry. I'm just like anyone else, I'd rather be ******** happy than not, deserving or otherwise. "
In a single fluid motion, he leapt forward and dived under the water, resurfacing a few feet beyond, raising a brow again at Ro, smirking. "Dunno if I'd call that bad taste Most six foot beasts are cocky bastards with more muscles than brains. Besides, maybe you know, being a b***h and all, she wanted more chance of being the.." He cut himself off as if realising where he was leading the conversation. "You know what never mind."
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Posted: Sun Nov 11, 2012 10:25 am
"No I don't think I'd like you as a manic depressed looser. Doesn't suit you." He continued to move through the water now on his back moving away from the rock he dove from. He didn't push the topic about happiness any farther though. The next things he wanted to say would likely ruin whatever peace was hanging over them at the moment.
Instead he just continued to swim backwards on his back, a half assed backstroke to just keep him moving in the water. "Did you just admit that I'm not a cocky brainless b*****d? I think I should be touched." He laughed for a moment before shifting about to tread water looking at Rep with a raised eyebrow. "What? Being the man? Hardly. She's a girl. Trust me, you saw how she acted when she saw Tracey, when she saw you. She's like... a fan girl of some really cheesey action flick."
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