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 Posted: Sat Jan 03, 2009 11:47 pm
Z paused for a second, he hadn't realized that Helen had heard. He took it in stride. "Why yes!" He stated with a smile, sidling up to the desk. "Speaking of which, can you tell me more about Rufus? Namely if he has any deep emotional reason for being such a jerk?" He asked looking back at the room.
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Posted: Sat Jan 03, 2009 11:50 pm
"Fine." he said not sure what to expect from it. It seemed kind enough at times, but the laugh bugged him. He summoned a couple of daggers and used them to cut away at a dummy figuring that it'd conserve more energy to create smaller objects, even if one was a bit away from the actual mysticker.
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Posted: Sat Jan 03, 2009 11:52 pm
Anatoly sliced again a little higher up.
Internal splintering.
Perfect.
He grinned. By forming disconnected plates of ice on either side of the shaft and detonating the interior, he could send shockwaves through it. A simple waveform, just like any other.
He sat down. Now to figure out how to make doing that a little less tiring... in a few minutes.
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Posted: Sat Jan 03, 2009 11:53 pm
"He lost his family and closest friends on the day of his high school graduation," she said in the same bored tone. "Horrible incident, lots of shooting. Everyone around here knows about it."
She dogeared the page she was on and put it down. "He never really recovered fully from that. Since then, he's sort of lashed out at anyone and everyone around him. In my opinion, he's just waiting for an opportunity to really let loose. Luckily, Stark keeps him calm and controlled. Rufus is...Rufus is something else." She shivered and picked up her magazine.
Anatoly felt himself drifting off to sleep. He was on the threshold of blacking out from pure tiredness.
Mike was right, but he too was totally drained.
((Starting ASAP, I'm gonna be getting a lot more into school, so I can't guarantee that I'll be on nearly as much. Any of my RPers with a cell phone and texting are welcome to PM me for my number, and I'll give it to you so you can get in touch with me while I'm away from the computer. Only if you need to, though.))
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Posted: Sat Jan 03, 2009 11:57 pm
((Starting Ju Jitsu again for the first time in ages myself. >:3 I'll be able to justify even more insane stunts by Anatoly!))
Anatoly stood up as he felt it, as much as he didn't want to. No. No sleeping. ******** YOU ICE MYSTICKER I AM STAYING AWAKE.
((Ironically, I'm going to sleep.))
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Posted: Sat Jan 03, 2009 11:59 pm
Z refrained from rolling his eyes as that was a bit cruel in this situation. "That makes sense." He stated simply. "What about you? What deep seated thing caused you to join our wonderful organization?" He asked looking at her with a smirk.
((I'll be starting school again on monday so same for me.))
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Posted: Sat Jan 03, 2009 11:59 pm
((Hahaha. Oh joy.))
He felt a sort of vague shrugging. He could tell that it couldn't care less about his health.
Helen shrugged. "Needed a job."
((Let me be clear: the Stickers are by no means like, coherent. It's not a voice or a thought, the only thing that the Blazers feel are the barest, most vague touches of concepts of ideas.
And now, I go to sleep as well. Again. Nighty night.))
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Posted: Sun Jan 04, 2009 12:00 am
((So like the Joe and the Djinn before the connection improved?))
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Posted: Sun Jan 04, 2009 12:06 am
Mike figured now was a good of time as any to stop for a real break since he felt to exhausted to train. He went back to his room and started preparing something to eat. Nothing fancy, just a regular can of tomato bisque soup with a couple of added spices for flavor. It was one of his favorites for when he had to be on the run. Easy to make and tasted much better than it should. Maybe he'd head out for shopping later, pick up some stuff for the room.
((Good night Joe.
And what are you referring to Anatoly?))
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Posted: Sun Jan 04, 2009 12:08 am
"Wow, simple. I like that." He said with a laugh. "But fi you needed a job why would you go for Evil Terrorist Corporation ™ instead of Starbucks or event he Good Terrorist Corporation™?" Z asked, genuinely curious.
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Posted: Sun Jan 04, 2009 12:10 am
((Yes, Venom. Exactly.))
Helen shrugged. "I'm also a Blazer, if you hadn't noticed."
((And now, I go to sleep for realz.))
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Posted: Sun Jan 04, 2009 12:13 am
Z laughed. "Of course I remember. Just cause you are a blazer doesn't mean it has to be your job. Not everyone who is good at sports plays professionally. Not everyone who can draw owns a gallery. And not everyone ridiculously good looking stars in porn." He said with a wink.
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Posted: Sun Jan 04, 2009 12:27 am
((Well I guess I'm done for the night then.))
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Posted: Sun Jan 04, 2009 11:04 am
Anna frowned; she had considered beam, which most likely was mean to be a long-range mysticker, but Anna had also considered that there was a very likely chance that someday she wouldn't be in the background, and that someday her friends would need her to be there at the front lines with them, at their side, instead of behind them. If she had a confrontation with someone like Anatoly..she might need something more than just support type stickers. Anna looked up at Crash with her red eyes and very softly tapped the word sword once more, tilting her head to the side to see if he would understand her choice, her eyes pleading with a shade of sadness. Otherwise known as, the puppy dog look.
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Posted: Sun Jan 04, 2009 11:09 am
Crash looked into her eyes, and he understood. He nodded and reached into his case of Stickers, and handed her Sword.
Mysticker Acquired: Sword
Acquired By: Dragonxx5
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