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 Posted: Sun Feb 08, 2015 9:22 pm
An hour after lunch, Ace decided to have a little walk, finished his snack and had some spars. It was only a week or two since he woke up from the crowded pod, he didn't get much for his liking. He was surprised that he was that welcomed on the training fields, it provided the advantage to loot them, the sneaky man was good at that. Biting his chocolate bar, the tall Sun trainee wandered towards training fields, hopefully getting more snacks from the challengers. On his hand, his phone showing the deus twitter, it was a day of drama like usual. "Wow, this pretty lady here." < Just a b***h wearing a nice skin.> "Oh my, Catherine dear." < Just saying the truth~> "My my sweetie." "What..?" <Ace, don't tell me you like the lowest -> "Stop Cat." <WHAT?! She's a b***h and I mean it. A few days earlier she was luring the cute little scareling for a naught bath and then the blonde dude posted his opinion.> She gave a despising eye roll before she continued.
<Then, the shaggy guy with a goofy smile on his icon said he was on a date with 'this b***h'. Today, she posted something about first kiss, ugh, who would believe this bullshit? She's just sending hidden messages to the blonde guy to make him feel bad. As a punishment, maybe, I dunno, wasn't following them and I'm not interested.> She snorted in his mind. <I'm just doing this analysis for your sake, Ace dear. Do not, I say DO NOT by all means touch her, she will erode your skin. Ugh, I wanna cut her into two already.> The haunt was eager to kill her as a prevention so the chance she would approach her man would be absolute zero.
<You have to remember you're mine, Ace.> She reminded him. <What's more, the smart looking lady she claimed friend, I'm on her side, I'm glad that someone stopped that b***h or else I've to tear her when I gain a form.> "Wow Catherine, how can you know that much?" <Just a piece of cake, drama's everywhere, I started and saw a lot. Bitches are bitches, they never change their nature and styles."> She sighed. <I might forget a lot of my past, but I can remember what a creepson I was.>
The two chatted, Ace felt himself lucky again to have such a smart and lovable weapon, violent words were ignored. Girls would say horrible things when they are high on their emotions, and he knew that. When Catherine finally stopped, they found themselves reached the training fields. The man scanned over the area, finding the one he wished to see but a sheen of blonde caught his attention. Is that the cute blonde boy sparred with him a few days ago? He was cute and meek, most importantly, soft and cuddly.
He sneaked up on the blonde, wrapped around him from behind with his height advantage, chin tapped on the soft hue of yellow and hung with all his weight. "Sup, puppy boy, you look cute today as well~" A lazy playful greeting. His unfinished chocolate bar on his hand, He offered to the shorter man.
<Ace.......?> Catherine wanted to draw her man's attention, smelling something wrong.
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Posted: Mon Feb 09, 2015 6:47 am
Otto was zoned out. His mind had been buzzing with a torrent of worries and thoughts and memories. He'd lulled himself into a numb white noise as he accessed the training dummies, deciding weather or not he wanted to bother trying to summon Tenya. His mind was tired, and it carried through to his strength. Alarm bells suddenly sounded in his mind when he felt someone wrap around him, his blue eyes widening into large saucers. Someone very tall, and someone right inside his personal bubble. The contact alone was enough to set him off, but the intimate words that followed made his skin crawl and his nerves scream. "GET OFF!" He elbowed the man in the gut, pushing him away so he could see who dared touch him like that. How dare he hold him. How dare he hit on him. How dare he call him Puppy. Only one person on the island was allowed to call him that.
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Posted: Mon Feb 09, 2015 7:05 am
Ace coughed and embraced his poor stomach, grumbling. "Oh -man puppy boy you are so aggressive today, what's wrong?" The pain subsided and he straightened up, staring at the blonde he didn't recognize. "Who are you?" He asked, confused. Catherine sighed, < I was gonna tell you this......> The tall man looked around, then eyebrow arched up in bewilderment. "Hi-ya?" He waved idly, "Did you see a cute blonde around? He was here just a while ago." He scratched his neck, not sure what happened. He though he caught the puppy but he didn't. There was a fierce kitten or maybe pomeranian puppy glaring at him. What's going on? < Ace. I think you got the wrong guy.> Catherine cruelly announced the fact. Kidding? < Sadly, nope.> The man took a deep breathe before he talked, "Er-Hmm, sorry?" Ace wasn't good at apologizing and found the blonde guy slightly over-reacting.
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Posted: Mon Feb 09, 2015 7:15 am
So, it was a case of mistaken identity. Still, he was left feeling on edge and defensive. Otto sneered at the taller man, blue eyes narrowing in a seething glare. If he really was a cat, all his fur would be standing on end. "I didn't see nobody. And word to the wise, idiot; there's a lot of ********' blondes on this island."
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Posted: Mon Feb 09, 2015 7:26 am
< You will get scratched, Ace.> Catherine warned, knowing what the man was thinking. "I'm finding a cute blonde, not sexy blonde, handsome blonde or beautiful blonde, smart boy." A lopsided grin. Ah, he acted like a teeth-clenching puppy now. < Ace.> His weapon warned again. < I know you're thinking of ruffling a fluffy furball, but that's a man, a hunter.> The Sun trainee took a bite from his chocolate bar, looking at the shorter guy continued his piercing glare. "Want some?" He reached out for a new unopened one.
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Posted: Mon Feb 09, 2015 7:32 am
"The ******** you goin' on about?" Otto curled his lip, staring at the man like he was growing a second head. "No." He snapped back, taking a step away from Ace. "Don't want yer ********' candy. I'm just here to train, 'aight? Buzz off."
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Posted: Mon Feb 09, 2015 7:48 am
< Now he's barking.> "Am I saying another language? I was finding someone and mistook you for him, though I think you are a bit fussy for just a hug. You two are completely different." - puppy species. He shrugged. "Great." He didn't mind the rejection at all and put the chocolate bar back to his pocket. "Train?" He took a glance over Otto. "I could use a spar" The man licked his lips wet, eager to know what the blonde man would be like in combat. "Let me guess, dagger sort?" He took another bite, holding a piece between teeth and one leg crossed over another lazily. "Hmm, death division." Otto has a sulking aura around him that Ace could feel.
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Bittiface rolled 1 20-sided dice:
2
Total: 2 (1-20)
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Posted: Mon Feb 09, 2015 8:11 am
"I don't much like bein' touched by people I don't know." He growled back, crossing his arms in irritation. He idly wondered who he'd been mistaken for. Oh great. Sparring. Otto rolled his eyes, unsure if he had the energy to spar. But, when in Rome. Maybe beating the man up would make him feel better. "Boomerang... sort." He grumbled, summoning Tenya; all six feet of her. "Sun Division."
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Meegane rolled 1 20-sided dice:
1
Total: 1 (1-20)
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Posted: Mon Feb 09, 2015 8:47 am
"Too sensitive huh?" His tone was sort of teasing. What's a big deal with a simply touch or hug, Ace didn't understand. Only girls feel fussy with touches but they were men. Ok, Catherine, you're not.
The tall Sun trainee whistled in amusement, "Cool~ It would hurt if hit by this. What species is your weapon?" Clamping the chocolate bar with his teeth, he airily put on gloves. He noticed this one didn't comment on his appearance at all. "Nice to meet you, fellow."
He paused to summon his, and swung it forward. "Ace, from Sun division as well."
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Bittiface rolled 2 10-sided dice:
1, 10
Total: 11 (2-20)
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Posted: Mon Feb 09, 2015 6:57 pm
"Ain't sensitive." The young man huffed irritably. "She's a Drop Bear. Her name's Tenya." The only reason Otto felt compelled to give her name was because of his weapon's excitement in his head. She got so few chances to be introduces, and she basked in the attention. "Yeah, whatever. Nice to meet you." He didn't mean it at all. It was a pleasantry given with a roll of his eyes. Otto swung Tenya several times quickly and slammed the frame of his weapon into Ace's chest. HP: 50/50
Damage: 5
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Meegane rolled 2 8-sided dice:
8, 6
Total: 14 (2-16)
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Posted: Mon Feb 09, 2015 8:40 pm
" You are." The tall man spent a few seconds to wave and greet Tenya before he pulled the scythe to block the slam aimed at his chest at ease. What a grumpy guy, he felt like pestering a puppy trapped by its own problems. < Ace. This one isn't less powerful than the angel at the least.> The hell she would say name of another weapon, she just concerned her hunter's well being. "Drop Bear huh. Mythical marsupial from Australia? I heard that country is notorious with dangerous wildlife. That sounds cute, Tenya." He smiled to Otto's Boomerang mainly and squished his time to bite his chocolate bar. < Ace, doesn't you just finish dinner a while ago?> Catherine, man has a big appetite, for food and something else. < Does that include me?> The man replied with crisp laughter. HP: 35/ 40
DMG: 8
Charge: 1/3
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Bittiface rolled 2 10-sided dice:
1, 10
Total: 11 (2-20)
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Posted: Mon Feb 09, 2015 9:03 pm
How'd he ********' know all that?, thought Otto. < > Tenya squealed in delight.
Otto rolled his shoulders after that blow, and moved in for another swing at Ace. It was rare to see a scythe weapon. He didn't have much experience with it aside from being on the bad end of Caelius's weapon.
HP: 42/50
Damage: 5
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Meegane rolled 2 8-sided dice:
6, 7
Total: 13 (2-16)
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Posted: Mon Feb 09, 2015 9:14 pm
Ace clucked his tongue when the blonde Sun wasn't talking, being tall gave him a prevailing advantage over Otto, together with a tall scythe almost equaled his height, a simple arm swing movement would be enough to send the scythe towards his opponent. "Too busy to speak?" He was tenacious somehow, letting the luscious taste lingered in his mouth. He leaped backward and shortly lunged inside Otto's space, using the end tip of his weapon to pierce through the gap between the sharp edges to his torso. Finally, he pushed the Sun fellow to draw his scythe out and regained the distance. When Otto was recollecting himself, he took the time to enjoy his chocolate. Hmm, it's good. < What's it?> Firecracker. I looted it from a hunter lost the spar with me. < I see. I wish I could have a bite too.> Said the pouty tone. You won't love it, haha. The mischievous grin of the said hunter suggested that he was baleful to play a trick on Ace but he apparently failed. The tall Sun enjoyed his snacks too much, he decided to buy some on his leave day. HP: 30/ 40
DMG: 7
Charge: 2/3
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Bittiface rolled 2 10-sided dice:
4, 2
Total: 6 (2-20)
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Posted: Mon Feb 09, 2015 9:35 pm
"M'not much of a talker." Otto grumbled, already feeling tired just from the man's apparent energy. He hissed as pain stung his side. The weapon's blade was sharp, and any hit that got Otto's shield sent his nerves rattling tensely.
Tenya was swung around in a circle, building up speed until Otto threw her at Ace. It arc'd in the wind, missing the ma entirely.
HP: 35/50
Damage: Miss
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Meegane rolled 2 8-sided dice:
2, 3
Total: 5 (2-16)
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Posted: Mon Feb 09, 2015 9:46 pm
Pestering an angry puppy is fun, it's not when the said puppy was mopping the ground. " You miss." He tapped Tenya gently with Catherine, sorry for her hunter's playing below par. "Are you really a Sun? Or you're just not giving your spar partner enough respect?" The latter was a bit of a pushy tone, his eyebrow arched up, judging. "If you don't give your best, I'm gonna touch'u again~" He drawled, singsonged his threat. HP: 30/ 40
DMG: miss
Charge: 2/3
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