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 Posted: Tue Jun 25, 2013 10:19 pm
After the cold had passed, and the mission's nightmares had disappeared. Nevada did something out of the ordinary, She had taken a long jog starting at 6am till 8am or so. It didn't clear her head, she didn't feel better....she felt tired and weak and confused still about her talk with Tuck. She had wanted to focus on something more than her sick ramblings, but they kept popping up in her head.
And the title of Second place from that little negative space...that was currently growing inside her.
None the less the run had tuckered the mist girl out, Physical activity was not her forte anymore and regardless of the form she kept herself in, 2 hours of jogging made her legs sluggish.
So as she made it back to the dorms, her legs finally gave out, dropping her in front of the doors with her arm outstretched a little towards the door.
And then she closed her eyes because if she couldn't get back up, the only thing to do was to sleep. And she could....would sleep any where. Its how Jake found her sleeping on a training dummy, or Roland found her sleeping on the mist lounge couch.
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Posted: Wed Jun 26, 2013 1:32 am
Chelsea had just been going out for the day when she found the dead body.
The first thing she did was look around to see who this dead body belonged to. Certainly there would be a depressed boyfriend or a concerned best friend around, right? No? Well okay.
"Uhhh brownie? You awake there?" she asked, nudging the body with a foot. "Dead? Anything?"
Then genius struck. Of course this was a test. She needed to search the body right? Like a cop or something. This must've been a test put on by the hunters up top. Chelsea was still figuring this weird s**t out, don't judge her. So she did just that, and searched Nevada's body. Gently, and avoiding certain private areas, but searching nonetheless.
Nope, this totally wasn't awkward right in the middle of the doorway. Nope nope.
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Posted: Wed Jun 26, 2013 10:42 pm
Nevada made small sounds, not moving still even though Chelsea had nudged her. She was that deep into her sleep.
And then she groggily woke up to being touched.
Why was she being touched.
Her eyes slid open before she spoke the first thought that came to mind.
"You know, I'm not one to judge but most people don't feel up sleeping girls unless they have some kind of fetish." She groaned, her body stiff and sore from the run and sleeping in the COLD.
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Posted: Sat Jun 29, 2013 5:40 pm
Chel abruptly stopped touching the other girl, alarmed to find that she was actually awake. So this wasn't a test. Whoops.
"Sorry there little lady. Thought you were dead and they were testing me or something." She looked at the awkward position she was in, hunched over the girl's body and bashfully backed up. In the same motion she offered a hand up to the girl, a sort of peace treaty.
Looking around, she didn't see any sort of friend coming to get the girl. "Name's Chel. I'm ah- kind of new around here. You could probably tell that though." She gave a bark of cheery laughter. "And you, brownie?"
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Posted: Sun Jun 30, 2013 9:05 pm
"Little lady? Gorgeous you got more nicknames than anybody else I've met..." Nevada tried hard not to scoff but couldn't muster the energy to do so...so instead chuckled. "Well I will say, if this was a test...that'd be a pretty messed up test....searching dead bodies..." She took the offered hand, pulling herself up and then latching on to the girl. "Ohhhh Miss...Chel, I appreciate a strong woman when I see one." She winked, Chuckling before pushing herself back and dusting her clothes off.
"I've been here almost a year...I think. Coming up pretty soon." She stretched, loosening her stiff muscles and eyeing the other huntress. "Mist intermediate Trainee at your service, Jack of all trades and master to none. You?"
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Posted: Thu Jul 04, 2013 12:37 am
Chel shot Nevada a little grin at the mention of "gorgeous." Damn straight she knew she was fine, but it never hurt to hear it from someone else. Heaving the girl upwards, she brushed the underside of her nose, a little embarassed from the high praise.
"Er ... I think they just call me a trainee? Uhh ... sun and uh ... outta the pods like three days." Even if it was a meager description, Chel didn't fail to shoot Nevada another cocky little grin. "So if you're not a test, what were you doing sleeping out here, brownie?"
She looked around, rolling her neck. "You're not a junkie, are you? I mean no disrespect, I've just met one too many with a fix." It really got to be a pain, always picking them up off the floor at parties. Sure it was fun once or twice, but too much and you got to play babysitter. No thank you.
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Posted: Sat Jul 06, 2013 12:06 pm
Nevada blinked.
"So out of the pods three days and you think they are testing you with searching of dead bodies?" Nevada hummmeddddd, "I got a habit gorgeous." She raised an eyebrow.
"Um if by Junkie you mean that I like to nap, then yes. I am addicted to sleeping." She snorted again.
/What's the dame mean by Junkie?/
That I do drugs...probably.
/Drugs.../
"Yes Drugs, Manmade chemicals that severely dissipate the body while causing a sort of high..." Nevada said out loud, huffing. Didn't they have those sort of things in halloween world?
/I know what you mean, I was just saying it cause it wouldn't work, because I'd spit that s**t out of your system before you even got a buzz or whatever.. Stupid./
"To finish answering your question, I'm a little bit on the lazy side...so my body decided today we'd go running. And it took up all my energy. SO I was here...recovering. Name's Nevada....Um like the state. Its a family joke."
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Posted: Sat Jul 13, 2013 1:07 am
Chel rolled her eyes. "Yeah, yeah. Newb mistake, I got it." She wasn't too keen on being insulted, but hey- she deserved it. She was new, she got the flack. Having coming out of the pod being a freshman in college? She knew the feeling.
"Pretty dangerous thing to do, pretty lady. Never know who's lurking in the bushes." She looked to the dorms with a nod of her head. "Got a dorm in there? Why don't I walk you to it?" She gave a smile. "Keep you safe, Miss USA."
< As she is also an intermediate hunter, there is an 87% chance that she possesses a dormitory within the confines of this building. >
Thank you hotshot. Really needed it.
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Posted: Fri Aug 02, 2013 12:02 pm
"As long as you don't go searching other sleeping bodies..." Yay Nevada had stopped a nesscary evil! Chelsea wouldn't search bodies...dead or living she hoped. "That aside, A+ for thoroughness in searching. You'd make a good death hunter."
"Lurking in the bushes?" She looked around, frowning. Well....since Chelsea was the only one around, she'd knock this up to a lucky meeting instead. "You keep flattering me like that pinkie, and I might just keep you." She winked, wrapping her arm around Chelsea's neck to finish pulling herself up. "And oh my gosh, taking me to my dorm too. Chelsea, are you trying to make me fall in love?" Nevada fluttered her eyelashes at the sun hunter.
"Do you always escort ladies to their dorms Chelsea?"
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Posted: Thu Aug 08, 2013 1:17 pm
"Never said I was against bein' kept," she retorted with a wink of her own. "Though I've been told that renting is usually better in the long run."
She grabbed Chelsea's waist and moved her towards the door, cracking the thing open with her foot. "Only the pretty ones, hun." Moving the girl inwards, she looked at the brunette with a perplexed look. "So does that exhaustion have a story behind it?"
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Posted: Sat Sep 14, 2013 8:42 pm
"Oh my." Nevada just purred, patting the pink haired hunter. "Tempting me are you? Chelsea Chelsea Chelsea." She smiled at the pink hunter, leaning into her as her waist was grabbed. Taller hunters, I can't even...
"Oh gosh, you are flattering me so much." Nevada laughed, "It does. A lot of stupidity on my part, and a great need to expel it out. I got involved with a guy and it didn't end up well on my part."
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Posted: Thu Sep 19, 2013 5:05 pm
"Ah ah ah, I'm not tempting. Unless you're tempted. In that case ..." She gave the girl a short wink, possibly not even noticed.
Her cheeky grin fell to a small frown as Nevada explained her problem. "Oh no. Sad stories with guys at the center are never fun." She gave the girl a little squeeze. "Well he's a dipshit for screwin' over a pretty little thing like yourself." A weak smile was all she could offer. Chel was grateful to be firmly over dramatic break ups. At least, thus far.
"Which way's your room? Admittedly I don't ********' know my way around this place yet."
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Posted: Fri Nov 01, 2013 11:58 pm
"Any story with a guy is not fun. And I don't have any good ones with them." She laughed, only because it was sad and true. "Hey he's happier, the ********. " She joked.
"Uh let's go this way pretty lady." Nevada nodded toward the hallway for the trainee dorms. "I'm 177, rooming with my best friend at the moment." She laughed.
"First couple of months I was here, I kept getting lost. I ended up in some girl's room I didn't even know. That didn't end well either." She laughed again.
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Posted: Sat Nov 02, 2013 1:17 am
Chel nodded in agreement, not wanting to pry any further than what Nevada had already given her. After all, she'd only just met the girl. There was no need to hear her life story.
"I already spend the night at Dory's sometimes 'cause I'm too lazy to find my door," she said with a laugh. "177. I'll keep it memorized."
They walked to the room, Chel keeping a lively pace with Nevada, while still watching her to make sure she didn't randomly collapse again. When they reached their destination, Chel gestured forward. "Well I do believe this is your stop, princess."
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Posted: Sat Nov 02, 2013 11:28 am
"I did that at first too. Mist lounge was my spot to nap. Anywhere but my room." She laughed, "Then I moved in with Stormy and its been smooth sailing since then."
She looked over at the door and sighed in relief. Yes, just a few more steps and she could go back to bed.
Because whoever said running in the morning was good for you was a dumbass.
"Alright Prince." She leaned over to the door. "Thanks for the frisk and escort back Sheriff, I'll keep an eye out for you." She winked.
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