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Posted: Mon Nov 25, 2013 11:10 pm
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Nevada stretched, lifting the bag of goods high, working the kinks of her body out. It had been mission, spar, mission more sparring and that was cutting into socializing time. Twitter had provided little amusement, especially since she was constantly reminded and allowed herself to be, that Jack was on the island, thus removing any sense of fun.
She just came to the conclusion that she really disliked him and Finn, and was partly saddened that she couldn't see past it and try to make friends...Especially when so many of her close circle was involved with them.
She made sure to send a text message to Ian and Stormy, quick little hello's or little encouragements for the day and turning her way down to Chelsea's room.
With a small swing of it, she came to a stop in front of Chelsea's room, knocking lightly before giving the knob a testing wiggle. If anything, she could break out her lock pick set and open the door but well...that would be rude.
"Hey hun, I came bearing gifts..." She teased, looking over to the bed first to see if the girl was sleeping."
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Posted: Tue Nov 26, 2013 10:00 am
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Nevada blinked, looking at the passed out form.
Ah her poor girl, probably a mission or multiple. Since the portals opened, it seemed everyone was sent on them.
She set the small food supplies, mostly sugary good on the floor, kneeling down on the floor, resting her arms on the side of the bed and reaching out to brush Chelsea's hair away from her face.
"Well if naps were to be had, I'd join you..." She didn't want to disturb the girl but well....she also wanted to see Chelsea...talk to her, ask her what's up.
"Hey pretty lady...." Nevada whispered again, "I got Strawberry candies and a Dr. Pepper just for you..."
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Posted: Fri Nov 29, 2013 10:43 pm
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Posted: Fri Nov 29, 2013 11:23 pm
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Posted: Mon Dec 02, 2013 2:40 pm
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"Just the french man, He's got a cute accent." She teased, thinking of Dorian. "Plus he's a mist, mist stick together." Stormy, Ian, Her and Dorian. A pile of mist all pushed together, yes.
"Speaking of life?..." Nevada started, surprised the question came out and from Chelsea of all people. Her face scrunched up, then relaxed and then deepened into a frown.
"I don't like Jack because he's an a*****e." The mist huntress said bluntly, "And It took me long enough to realize he was. Plus he hurt Stormy before the island, and continues to follow her around like some lost hurt puppy. And when that doesn't work, he gets bitchy and rude..." She huffed, crossing her arms. "I don't like Jack because like Finn, He's a manipulative b*****d. Sincerely wish both of them drop into the ocean and back to the kraken that birthed them." She huffed again.
"Why do you ask..." After her rant, Nevada looked up and over to Chelsea, her heart thudding just a bit. Did Chelsea like Jack...seriously. After all, they had been all hot and heavy before she had stole the pink haired hunter at the party.
Which was totally a slap in Jack's face and she was proud of it.
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Posted: Tue Dec 03, 2013 12:26 pm
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"His French side is so annoying. Pretendin' he can't say s**t when he can," Chel shook her head, clearly not approving. "He's a good guy though. Comfy bed." Many sleepovers. Rather, many times when Chel was either too drunk or too sleepy to find her own room, so she found his and called it good.
She put a hand on Nevada's back and gave her a little backrub as the girl ranted, internally laughing because she looked like a pufferfish, but externally showing nothing but care and empathy. "Aw c'mon, he's not that bad," she interrupted, before realizing she'd interrupted.
Her face went red and she said, "I dunno. I just don't get it man. I think he's pretty cool. Kinda grumpy maybe.." She shrugged. "What can I say? He saved my a** at the amusement park. What can I say- I told him I'd put in a good word for him." She looked at Nevada once more. "Did it work?"
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Posted: Sun Dec 08, 2013 11:46 pm
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