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 Posted: Mon Jun 03, 2013 3:14 pm
It sure sucked having a dislocated shoulder, stuck in a sling for a good week or so. But on the plus side, he was alive and not a puddle of hunter meat on the training grounds like the unnamed Life Tech. Besides, it was only his left arm. Since Otto was right handed, everything was okay, right?
Right..?
It was funny how one took for granted what was done with two hands. Now he almost felt bad for poking fun at Rin for having one arm.
...almost.
Otto grumbled, uncomfortable and sore, as he meandered the Death Division's general tromping grounds. He had things to ponder, a Sam to eventually text. s**t to do. And not will or patience to go through with it. If only he had someone to take his verbal aggression out on?
If only...
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Posted: Mon Jun 03, 2013 3:22 pm
Gale Gentry was not in a good mood.
Since returning from the absolutely disastrous "mission" with a concussion, several bruises, and scratches galore up and down his arms (with one or two on his face, thank you, horsemen, thank you), he had been stomping around with a cloud over his head for a full day now.
And, oh look, just the person he definitely did not want to see, coming his way.
"Go away."
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Posted: Mon Jun 03, 2013 3:29 pm
Oh look, a verbal punching bag. Except it really wasn't. "What happen to you? Got trampled during rush hour in the cafeteria? Sorry I missed it." If it was Caelius again, he'd start to worry the man was itching to kill off his whole division.
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Posted: Mon Jun 03, 2013 3:41 pm
"Not for you it isn't," Gale grumbled, sounding more like a petulant four year old than an actual seventeen year old boy. "And no, if you really must know, I had a little bit of a run-in with the horsemen. Not that you care."
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Posted: Mon Jun 03, 2013 3:59 pm
"Yer right, I don't care." Otto sort of lied, "Better you than me, anyway." Because if there was one trip he wished he didn't remember, it was his vacation in the Sahara. To be honest he wouldn't wish that on his worst enemies. Or would he? Maybe. Depends on his mood.
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Posted: Mon Jun 03, 2013 4:03 pm
He really wanted to kick something.
Something like Otto. Except he refrained, mostly because he was too sore and it would probably hurt him more than it hurt Otto.
Gale scuffed his toe in the dirt. "So," he said. "How are you?"
Where that had come, Gale really had no idea.
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Posted: Mon Jun 03, 2013 4:08 pm
Well, that came from left field. Otto double taked, not sure if that question had really been meant for him. In fact, Otto looked over his shoulder for a friendlier party than himself. When he saw no one was there, he turned a distrustful glance at the slightly shorter hunter. "Sore. Irritable." He grouched bluntly, "You got a concussion or sumthin'?" Why else would Gale attempt pleasantries?
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Posted: Mon Jun 03, 2013 4:14 pm
"Yes, as a matter of fact I do."
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Posted: Mon Jun 03, 2013 5:11 pm
"Figures. Hey do me a favour and take a good long nap." He snarked with a scowl, knowing full well sleeping was the last thing someone with a concussion should do. Otto shrugged with one shoulder. "Guess they tossed you through the ringer real good. Now I'm real sorry I missed seein' it." Mmm yes. He could almost forget his own pain by poking fun at Gale's. "Anybody else get the honor, or are you the only one lucky enough to have some play time with the ponies?"
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Posted: Mon Jun 03, 2013 8:13 pm
"Rude," said Gale, giving Otto a long, hard stare which might also have been a glare.
There was a moment in which he stood there silently, awkwardly shuffling from one foot to the other and most definitely not trying to think of a certain someone who was dating another certain someone, the latter someone of which was standing right in front of him.
<< Oh my gosh. >>
Shut up, Ginny.
"...no, I wasn't the only one," Gale grumbled, after a moment. "Jake was there too, and Marcus, and Stormy, and Sherry. And then Sam and Mark came later. I'm sure you would have had a grand time."
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Posted: Mon Jun 03, 2013 8:27 pm
Rude may as well be his middle name. "Yeaaahh... everyone loves Ponyville." Otto mumbled, levelling his icy gaze at Gale with disinterest. "Did anythin' get accomplished other than gettin' yer asses kicked?" As if Otto had any right to preach productivity, when the assignment he'd been given months ago was still a blank sheet of paper.
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Posted: Mon Jun 03, 2013 8:31 pm
Gale's scowl, if possible, became even more pronounced than it already was.
Git.
"Yes, we discovered more information that the Horsemen are, as usual, a great big heaping pile of dickwads."
A pause.
"A trait I'm sure you're very familiar with."
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Posted: Mon Jun 03, 2013 8:44 pm
Otto scowled intensely, "Yeah. Pretty ********' familiar." He muttered darkly, his scar on his neck itching and burning suddenly with the memory. "So what now? Wanderin' around gettin yer overwhelmin' Britishness all over the Death Lounge?"
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Posted: Mon Jun 03, 2013 8:59 pm
Gale shot Otto a look, folding his arms across his chest.
"If you really must know, I was just...taking a walk...trying to clear my head of...things."
He was suddenly embarrassed, his tone defensive. "Not like you have any idea what that feels like."
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Posted: Tue Jun 04, 2013 2:09 pm
Otto, offended as always, scoffed at Gale's remark. His nose scrunched up and his eyes narrowed, "What, overthinking? I ain't a total airhead, yanno." Everyone he hated seemed to assume he was stupid. And most times he tried not to believe it, but others it just seemed too real. "But sure, why not. Go ahead and assume I let my worldly worries roll right offa my back. If my stress and worries were rocks and boulders I'd toss'em in yer butt ugly house to make me feel better." Just saying it made him feel better. But oops.. wasn't Otto supposed to be nice to Gale? Isn't that what Eva told him to do? . . . Crap.
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