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 Posted: Tue Sep 02, 2014 8:33 am
Chel quietly knocked on Chris' lame a** intermediate trainee not-full-hunter-room door.
"Chris ... you there buddy?"
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Posted: Tue Sep 02, 2014 10:00 am
Chris was doing much of anything, to be honest. He was just neatly folding this weeks laundry, trying not to die due to how bored he was. The knock was a welcome reprieve.
He grinned as be opened the door. "He loser," he opened the door wider to let her in. "What's up?"
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Posted: Tue Sep 02, 2014 10:32 am
Chel walked into the room, raising an eyebrow at the clothing. Silly Chris, that was what the floor was for.
She sucked a deep breath in and then said, "First I am not a loser. Don't be rude god. Second I need your help." She gestured to the clothing. "We can fold while we talk?"
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Posted: Tue Sep 02, 2014 6:59 pm
Chris held up his hand to stop her so she couldn't pick up any of his clothes. "You talk, I'll fold. I've seen you fold clothes, it's a disgrace." He moved the pile closer and sat on the edge of Lydia's bed, leaving his own for Chel. There wasn't a lot of space for seating in a single retrofitted for two.
"What do you need my help with?"
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Posted: Tue Sep 02, 2014 7:02 pm
Chel frowned and crossed her arms. Her folding skills weren't that bad! She could make a square!!
Regardless, she sat on his bed and complied to instructions. The less work the better, she supposed. "It's about Evan. And Penumbra. It's about a lot of things to be honest," she said. The knot in her stomach began to form.
Who was listening in on this conversation? She really didn't want to do this.
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Posted: Tue Sep 02, 2014 7:05 pm
Chris's brows drew together. It seemed like every time he heard something about Evan it was bad. Anxiety settled heavy on his shoulders. They weren't even supposed to talk about Penumbra. "Is he causing trouble again?"
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Posted: Tue Sep 02, 2014 7:20 pm
"I ******** up." Didn't she always. "I didn't even want to tell you this s**t but Jack made me promise." Chris would know Chel's policy about promises. You didn't go back on them.
He would know that well.
She looked at him and said, "Look when Evan hurt me in the hospital ... it wasn't like a small thing. He almost killed me dude. I would've died if Jack hadn't gotten my text. Evan's ... something's wrong with him. Something's off. It's different from the job description, it's like the devil's possessin' him or somethin' man." Actually, with their job description it could very well be that.
It was time to just get this all off her chest. She looked to Chris and said, "Don't talk 'til I'm done." She knew he would interrupt at every little second if he could. "Now I know I shoulda listened to Jack ... he told me I needed to quiet down, but I just- look I met with Shun and them a few more times. I don't know. They're my friends? Shun's gonna give me pictures of his wedding dude like we're close." She looked at her hands, still unable to fathom the fact that she had spoken to Shun so casually about something like that. Weren't they supposed to be monsters with no hearts?? "Look anyways, Evan came around with his tail between his legs and I ain't got no reserve for that kinda thing. I told him we could let bygones be bygones if he went to the haunted house and tried to get to know one. Just one. Like just have a friendly conversation and that was it- then he could kill whatever, you know?"
She still wasn't sure how she felt about killing Halloween things. On the one hand she didn't mind killing anonymous ones, but on the other hand she liked getting to know them too- they were interesting! "So he comes back and I'm textin' Jack and like he steals my phone? And then he starts braggin' bout how he left Shun to bleed out like ******** man- he's not dead, by the way." Chel admitted the second part sheepishly. "I went and visited him later, he's doin' fine. Said he was pretty beat up, but that he'd seen worse." She shook her head. "Ugh but that don't matter what matters is that Evan threatened with treason." It was then that she looked at Chris with a pleading look in her eyes. "Like pod death man. I'm so afraid he's gonna bust down a door and drag me off. Can't sleep, can't focus- I mean like more than usual. I don't know what to do."
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Posted: Sun Sep 14, 2014 2:15 pm
At first, Chris had snorted. Neither the fact that she'd ******** up or that she'd not wanted to tell him was particularly surprising. But after that the laundry was forgotten, one wrinkled shirt held loosely between his knees as he focused on what she was telling him.
Which... was a lot to take in. He was angry - at Evan of course, but also at Chel for letting it get this far without coming to him. Not that he knew how to help, even now. But he was also worried and scared for Chel, and for what this meant for all of penumbra.
"That is... a problem." Captain obvious, thank you. Rolled his shoulders, at a loss "Are you sure it's not a bluff? How much evidence is there of you being around Shun?" He paused for a second, then jumped back in a little more frantically. "Did you spend time with anyone else in penumbra? How many other people know? If Deus ends up taking action they could be just as ******** as you. s**t, I would be just as ********>
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Posted: Thu Sep 18, 2014 11:41 pm
"Yup," Chel responded just as plainly, as though they were talking about algebra homework or the newest episode of Keeping Up with the Kardashians (yes, Chel did watch that).
Then came the questions and Chel said, "Yo slow down, slow down. One thing at a time- I got a tiny cranial." She also stuck her tongue out and said, "Glad to see you're already jumpin' to worryin' about you. Very heroic."
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Posted: Sat Sep 20, 2014 6:54 pm
He scooted closer, so he was sitting on the edge of the bed like this was a Very Important Conversation. Which it was. Or it would be, if they were treating it a little less like children. "No seriously though. Any choice you make could affect everyone else in penumbra. That's important. That's how Shun ended up hurt, yeah?"
He sighed, his shoulders slumping. "I just don't know anything off the top of my head that would help deal with this, though. What are the chances we could kill this kid and get away with it?"
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Posted: Sat Sep 20, 2014 6:56 pm
Chel scowled, Chris only adding on to the pressure. "You think I don't ******** know that," she spat back, crossing her arms in an equally childish manner. "If you're just gonna be mom I'm outtie."
Chris could be Chris, but he could not be her mother. There was a divide.
In the most serious voice Chel had used thus far, she replied, "We are not killing Evan." It was matter of fact. There was no shake in her voice because there wasn't even room for entertaining that thought.
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Posted: Sat Sep 20, 2014 7:00 pm
He held up his hands immediately backing down. He knew when to step away from that line. "I'm not, I'm not. I'm sorry."
He squinted, testing how hard her limits on Evan were, though. "Lightly maim? Just slight bodily harm." He held his fingers pinched, as if showing how little bodily harm they would do. Look at that. That was barely harm at all.
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Posted: Sat Sep 20, 2014 7:04 pm
"Do not pass go," she told him, shaking her head. "And don't collect $200 unless you're gonna share with me."
Even a little body harm was too many body harms.
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Posted: Sat Sep 20, 2014 7:09 pm
He ran a hand over his face and shrugged helplessly. "There's gotta be some way to make sure he doesn't go blabbing to every higher up he can get to, right? How do you feel about prostitution?"
He didn't even let that thought sit in the air for long before he was snapping. "Bribery! Could he be bribed?"
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Posted: Sat Sep 20, 2014 7:20 pm
"Maybe," Chel said while biting her thumb. "And you know I ain't ever had a problem with sleepin' around. You're the one who had all the trouble." Regardless of if that was true or not, Chel was going to give him s**t. Because that was what family did.
She waved her hand and said, "But Evan's not gonna sleep with me now, and he's not gonna be bought. He's a ******** stubborn ox." She shook her head. "I don't know, I don't know. I don't think there's anything we can do with Evan. I just ... I don't know." She had drawn at every last straw. There was nothing else to do.
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