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 Posted: Sun Jun 02, 2013 9:05 am
According to Twitter, the latest epidemic to plague the island was fetishes and weird morning afters. He blamed the Pie Party the Sun Division had the night before. Why? Why not. He wasn't there, but that didn't mean this weird a** debauchery wasn't contagious. Otto wasn't a prude, but he also wasn't as open about any of this stuff as the rest of the island seemed to be.
And so, arm in a sling and minor cuts and bruises decorating his skin, Otto approached the cafeteria in his casual attire sans Hunter gear. There, he looked for Ceres.
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Posted: Sun Jun 02, 2013 9:23 am
Phone safely stored away in her pocket once more, she attempted to bleach her mind from whatever conversations she had had the unfortunate pleasure of reading currently.
Instead she knew it was time to get off the island... it had been a while, and she was feeling more or less like a caged tiger scratching at the gates. Thankfully she was not going alone...
"Oy', Otto!" She called out a moment later. She was slightly late, 20 minutes proving to have gone too quickly, even though she just put on normal clothing. "Any idea where you want to head today?"
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Posted: Sun Jun 02, 2013 9:28 am
Otto surprisingly wasn't too peeved that Ceres was a little late, shrugging it off. This trip would spare him the urge to keep up with Twitter. He waved with his good arm, "Sup." He muttered back in response.
"Um.." His eyes lowered in thought, thinking of some place to go for a day trip. "I dunno. Not much I can do so.." With a dislocated arm in the process of healing, his play time options were limited. No goofing off for Otto.
"Up to you. Yer idea n' all."
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Posted: Sun Jun 02, 2013 9:34 am
"Need to make a store run in the least." Would she mention why? ...Maybe when they got there. Ironically she was making a run for Rep, get some Nutella so he could eat it alone.
Seriously sometimes men craved chocolate more than woman did...
Thats around the time Ceres noticed his arm, a huge frown bringing her eyebrows closer together "The s**t happened to your arm, first of all? Do i need to go kick someones a** for you?" She had no problem helping Otto along but, damn. The s**t happened? Mother bear mode initiated!
"Lets talk as we walk?" She wanted to get off the island now, her phone silently buzzing with tweets that she could feel in her pocket.
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Posted: Sun Jun 02, 2013 9:42 am
Store run....? Awesome! Otto could stock up on his candy stash. Sugar to keep him going in hard times.
Otto stared up at Ceres, starting to walk as she did towards the lighthouse portals. "It was my boss. I wouldn't even try if I were you.." Otto at least learned a lesson; never talk to Caelius ever. And in the end, he learned Sam wasn't as major a b***h as he thought she was. "I had the nerve to ask him somethin'. Nuff said.."
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Posted: Sun Jun 02, 2013 9:54 am
"......." She stopped in her tracks, staring at Otto and...visibly paling in color.
"Caelius did that to you." Oddly she was not surprised. She felt better mentioning it out loud, saying his name gave a light to the situation. "Oh god, Okay Otto." She started to walk again...
"...Yeah. Sorry man but, i do value my life...." He would understand. Caelius pissed a lot of people off... but Ceres was not one of those. She understood where he was coming from sometimes, he had to lead them afterall. The man still scared the unholy terror out of her though.
"Seriously though, all that for just a question?"
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Posted: Sun Jun 02, 2013 10:02 am
"I uh.. got nervous and ended up makin' myself to sound uh.. how did he put it.. '********' useless'? I'm pretty sure he was lookin' to end me more than teach me a lesson." The beat down had felt like an eternity. He would try to get to his feet only to be sent into the dirt once more. He was surprised a dislocated arm was the worst of it. He'd honestly felt like his bones had been turned to mush.
"He boiled it down to the only reason any of us are alive are cause we're amusin'." His mouth twitched in lieu of a smirk. "Yeah, don't even try it, girly. I wouldn't want ya to fight my fights even if it was a normal person. Don't ******** with the King of Cruel." He wouldn't wish what happened to him on anyone but Horsemen.
He paled, the reminder of that horribly one sided fight making him ill.
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Posted: Sun Jun 02, 2013 10:21 am
".....Dude he is more ******** stable than i think we all realized." She stared ahead as the portals came in to view, biting her tongue as she waited for Otto to finish. Even after he was done she allowed the silence to grow.
She, at that moment, wondered if her anger for how Caelius treated Otto was larger than her fear for the division leader. Thankfully she was not suicidal, and knew how to pick her battles....sometimes.
"Who said you would have a choice if i chose the revenge route?" She grinned at him, reaching out to ruffle his hair....beanie or no on his head. "Revenge is better served cold... I wont dance with the king of cruel, but all bets off if someone who doesn't scare the piss out of me hurts you."
Approaching the portal, she set it towards the grocery store... or close by, down an alley. Cant let the normal humans know about them right? "...Ladies and Gimps first?" Otto was one of the few people she felt she could get away with teasing without hurting him.
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Posted: Sun Jun 02, 2013 10:29 am
"Right?" Otto knew he was crazy, but he'd always assumed the man had some grand design behind his actions. Now he just didn't know what to believe.
His hair ruffled, sans beanie since Kat had sewn ears on them all, he simply narrowed his eyes in response. Short people problems. He didn't get why so many women on the island seemed ready to throw themselves at anyone who laid a finger on him. How did he become so important to them? It boggled his mind.
The gimp comment was met with a slight puffing of his cheeks, glaring at Ceres until he relented. He walked through the portal and into they alleyway, the sounds of people, traffic and normal human life welcomed him.
"If anyone asks, I got beat up fightin' bears." He joked with a poker face.
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Posted: Sun Jun 02, 2013 10:37 am
Maybe the reason why you had so many ladies wanting to protect you, Otto, was because your so damn adorable.
Plus it was refreshing to bicker now and then. The fact that Otto had indeed, not verbally reacted, showed how torn up the kid really was. Damn you Caelius... She now made it a personal goal to try and cheer him up. Ceres had a nice bit of cash saved up, missions and chores giving her some nice extra pocket money.
Through the portal her first reaction was to wrinkle her nose at the smell. Ew, they portaled next to a dumpster. Thankfully it was easily fixable, she just...moved away from it. "I was thinking Moose... or maybe beavers. They are vicious, you know. Imagine them with their powers combined..."
She did not just make a captain Planet reference did she?
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Posted: Sun Jun 02, 2013 10:44 am
"How the Hell are Moose or Beavers vicious? Ya make it sound like I got my a** handed to me by ********' Canada.... aw ********, Caelius isn't Canadian, is he?" Otto clearly didn't get that reference, and took it a whole other direction.
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Posted: Sun Jun 02, 2013 10:48 am
"Watch out for Canada.... they will own yer' a** with their Eh's and apologies." She teased, nudging him with a elbow.
"Not to mention their polar bears."
He totally had not gotten the reference but... she could roll with it. The idea of Caelius as canadian was far too amusing to NOT let the joke continue on. Caelius ever saying sorry? Thats almost like asking a penguin to move to the north pole...
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Posted: Sun Jun 02, 2013 1:09 pm
Otto gave her a flat look, the overwhelming Canadian stereotypes being processed through his brain. As far as he knew, it might all be true. He'd only been to Canada once in his life.
It was totally possible they rode moose and polar bears into battle.
"Caelius can't possibly be Canadian then." Caelius never felt sorry, that much was obvious. No ounce of gratitude or empathy in any bit of him. "Do we even got any Canadians?"
Little did he know, his girlfriend was actually one of them.
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Posted: Mon Jun 03, 2013 12:13 am
Somewhere, a certain someone who was Not Canadian, still majestically posing over the bodies of the fallen he had slain (once again weaker to his clearly superior Not Canadian abilities) suddenly sneezed.
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Posted: Mon Jun 03, 2013 5:25 pm
That actually made her pause too, and think. "....I never really put too much thought in to where people came from before Deus. We are all Deus-ians now, not allowed to see old relations anyways so."
Well what a way to turn a conversation somber, even a little emo.
"So, to break my track record, where are you from?" As they neared the supermarket, she made a point to open the door for him. Oddly this one didn't have those fancy sliding doors...
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