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Posted: Fri Jan 20, 2012 10:04 pm
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Posted: Fri Jan 20, 2012 10:05 pm
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Oh god. Oh god, this was a terrible idea. This thing was a dragon, and it looked hungry, and it was going to eat them, and...and...
And it made Otto cry.
Ignoring, or simply not noticing, the fact that Otto had been distracted by a dog, Eva continued to stand her ground. Planting her feet on the ground, she put her hands on her hips and tried to keep the quivering of her lip under control. "I-i-it...it's NOT YOURS!" Eva cringed a little at her own high-pitched voice, but she recovered quickly enough, "D-do you have proof that it's yours!? Either of you!"
She looked between Diana and Jericho, head held high and stance confident. "I want to see this written contract that says that all of this is yours!"
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Posted: Fri Jan 20, 2012 10:07 pm
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Posted: Fri Jan 20, 2012 10:08 pm
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"Out of the way."
Someone might have felt something nudge their foot. "Move."
With Circe perched on their head, he was clearly the epitome of menacing as he walked in their three-foot glory towards the center of the trainees, giving several Fear-infecteda glare as if you say 'touch me and you die'.
Caelius, also known as the Death Hunter division lead, also known as the General Disrupter of All things Amityville, also known as currently under an unfortunate status effect walked until they were a good distance away most of the scattered students, pulling the folds of his coat around them, though it still continued to drag on the ground, narrowing his eyes. "A setup I see, clever, but-" a scream cut him short. His eyebrow twitched. "-is nothing without-" another scream and a wail - "having the advantage-"
Simultaneous screaming from the trainees.
"WILL EVERYONE JUST ******** SHUT UP."
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Posted: Fri Jan 20, 2012 10:08 pm
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Posted: Fri Jan 20, 2012 10:10 pm
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iStoleYurVamps
iStoleYurVamps
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Posted: Fri Jan 20, 2012 10:10 pm
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Posted: Fri Jan 20, 2012 10:10 pm
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[ GALE PRETTY MUCH LOOKS LIKE THIS and he can't see a damn thing 8'D ]
Maybe it was because he knew the general direction of where he was, but somehow, magically, Gale managed to thwap Marcus across the back of his head with one goopy hand even with being blind.
"Nobody's dying," he said firmly, turning his head around and in the process getting more and more tangled in the syrupy like substance.
Bix's trembling voice came from somewhere near his left foot. Gale swerved his head, trying to distinguish one vague, blobby shape from another. If he squinted he could maybe see the smeared outlines of people, but that was pushing it. And every time he tried to wipe it out of his eyes, it just made it worse.
It took him a moment to realize what Bix was even talking about.
"Oh," he said, after a second. "Er. Yes. I have him, he's in my trouser pocket."
Wherever that was beneath all the slime.
He looked in the direction of the...creature again, whatever creature it was. Automatically he was inclined towards irritation, not just because of the fact that whatever it was had just smacked Otto - which he didn't really mind, but he was feeling rather protective at the moment - but because he knew that it was a creature and not a human.
And plus he could hear Eva's trembling, defiant voice from somewhere below.
"Lay off, will ya?" said Gale easily, in some direction of the wall, waving one goopy hand. "Also I highly doubt that's yours, all things considered."
A somewhat familiar voice called his name, and Gale turned his head, blindly searching for the source.
"Aleister," I'm over here."
And then an all too familiar sneering - and screaming - voice took center stage.
"Good grief."
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The look Ren gave LW clearly said something along the lines of I l know what you are thinking and no you may not adopt any of them. He swung his head around and eyed Sparrow, was saying something about them being bonkers.
Ren was inclined to believe him.
Almost.
He certainly did not have a good explanation for any of this, nor was he entirely certain what they were supposed to do or whether or not they could ever leave. Eying the treasure pile - and Jericho's clearly protective stance - he rather thought his family would have loved this.
Good thing they would never have to know about it.
Ren looked at Tybalt. Then very obviously and deliberately stepped in between he and LW.
"Hi."
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"LW, my darling, hitting is not very nice."
Sparrow was rather in the same boat as LW was - his head was beginning to hurt, since the cries of the scarelings were echoing throughout the cavern, loudly reverberating around him and pounding in his skull.
"Where did all of these little ones come from, anyway? I mean, really, look, there are dozens of them - what on earth -
"Who is that man."
"...scareling."
".....what."
Sparrow's brain was officially broken.
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