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Broken_Illumination Captain
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 Posted: Mon May 09, 2016 8:45 pm
"I TOLD YOU TO STAY OUT, YOU LITTLE-.." a scream could be heard coming from just inside the house, the fire alarm beginning to go off.
A certain fiery-haired girl bolted out the door and ran outside, giggling as she round the corner of the house towards the back. "Don't go in there! There's fire in the kitchen!!!" she exclaimed with a devious laugh as she came to an absolute halt as she caught a glimpse of the shark-boy and the freight train were entangled on the ground smooch. A coy smirk spread across her lips as she whistled loudly, "Looks like Arno is making some fires of his own out here!!!" she teased loudly, followed by a uncontrollable guffaw as she held her stomach from the pain of laughing so hard. "Oh, this is just... You sure did hook yourself a big one this time..." The laughing just continued as her legs threatened to give out and her eyes watered.
Kate rounded the corner, spatula in hand raises and ready to strike when she caught the sight of the two on the ground. Her stance shifting into a more lustful one. "Ohh my.. what do we have here?" she cooed with a grin. "And here I might have missed such a spectacle while I slaved my tits over a warm stove..."
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Posted: Mon May 09, 2016 10:23 pm
This threw Arno off. He expected her to immediately fight . He grunted, his eyes narrowing at her. His grip squeezed down on her upper torso, unsure how to react. "You." He growled instinctively, his feral hormones kicking off. "What are you?" He moved to hoist her up, his grip a lot softer then when he was fighting her for real. "Is this a trick?"
Arno suddenly realized there was a crowd forming and leapt off of Moira like a cat, stammering and stepping back. He downshifted into his normal form, bare chested and scarred all over. "What the hell?" He looked at Moira and then the two girls. His face was tinged with red from the exertion. "Don't you look at me like that ye lusty wench." He angrily hollered at the two girls. He could tell Kate was enjoying herself. He was mad because he was still confused to high hell.
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Posted: Tue May 10, 2016 4:35 am
Watching his reaction change so quickly, though she seemed thankful for the help up from him, as it was still a bit strange for her to get up on her own with one arm, more so with the limited space between the two. Once standing, she put a hand on her hip and smiled at Arno coyly, "What am I? I'm a Meta, too. As for it being a trick, yes and no."
Dusting herself off with her one single hand, she didn't even look back to the other two girls that had joined to watch, "My social skills might be a bit off from being locked up and tortured for twenty years, but that was pretty fun. Could possibly continue on if you'd like, or we could stop for the day and just chat."
[7d6 cooldown: 2]
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Posted: Tue May 10, 2016 7:34 am
***proxy for Karitzu***
Arno walked over and picked up his jacket, sneering at the two unwanted guests. Slipping his arms back through his jacket, he ruffled the collar and ran a hand through his mohawk. "If you want to talk, we can." He had used this time to survey Moira, having heard what sounded like cracking earlier when he dropped her. "Without them." He snapped his jaws instinctively . //Maaaan I hope the Captain doesn't get mad that I'm talking to girls.//
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Broken_Illumination Captain
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Posted: Tue May 10, 2016 1:56 pm
Glancing back to the other two girls, she waved at them and gave them a sweet smile, and a quick wink, before looking back to Arno. "Of course, but where would that be?" Moira asked, tilting her head a bit, seemingly unphased by the sickening crack that had come from her back only seconds prior. Though, behind her on the ground, were several shards of a purple-pink crystal, making it rather clear that a couple of the gems that were along her spine had cracked and shattered partially from under her own weight that had been thrown about. To be fair, it wasn't that surprising.
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Posted: Tue May 10, 2016 3:01 pm
Blaise blinked at Blaise curiously, a face of intrigue on her face as she merely grinned and placed a lascivious hand on her hip. She quirked an eyebrow at Moira, "Ever been a firefighter? Because I could be on fire all night and I may need someone to stop drop and roll with.." she laughed a bit, still smiling.
Kate bit her lip in reluctance to move from where she stood. Well wasn't this getting to a very exciting turn of events. She was about to make her own statement when Blaise started in first. A smile growing on her own lips as she began to laugh. "Honey, I really wouldn't mind what's on the menu, but I'm sure Michael would have more than earful for you afterwards." She then winked back, "Though, I'm not complaining..." She looked to Blaise and smacked her on the hand hard. "And you best settle down, you'll likely set the carpet on fire..." she gave another wink to Blaise as well and returned her sultry gaze to Moira with a smirk. "I think Arno-darling is a little jealous we are taking up much of their time... Sorry to intrude on a dance for two."
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Broken_Illumination Captain
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Posted: Tue May 10, 2016 4:48 pm
Arno huffed, staring at Blaise. "Could you back off?" He rippled his muscles in irritation. He took his bandanna off his arm and wrapped it around his face to hide his facial features of irritation. "Ugh!" He stormed off past them into the house, heading to the back and slamming one of the bed-room doors behind him.
Arno dropped down onto the bed that was in there and grunted, untying his boots and kicking them into the floor. "What's with those women?" He was mad because they basically ruined his match with Moira and he had no idea what the hell to think. Girls didn't "like" him. That wasn't a thing that had happened in the history of forever. Not that he really cared, at least he thought he didn't. Staring at the ceiling, he contemplated everything that had been going on. "Well, At least I showed Beefcake who was boss. That'll be a story to tell...And that's no tall tale. " He fluffed the pillow and made it rest behind his ears comfortably. "And now I'm hungry. "
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Posted: Tue May 10, 2016 5:07 pm
Watching Arno walk past her, the smile she had quickly dropping as the shark boy made his way into the house. Looking down at the ground quickly, Moira let out a sigh as she followed behind him - not too close as to make it easily recognizable that she was following him - but still following him. Flinching as one of the bedroom doors slammed shut as she rounded a corner, she looked down the hallway and waited a little bit. Hearing nothing, she walked over to the door and knocked on it a couple times.
"Hey kid, did you still want to talk..?" She asked, soon turning around to lean against the closest wall, "I'm here to listen if you need someone to talk to." Moira offered it up, knowing that when she was younger, it was often one of the things that she had wanted. Someone to listen to her - and she had gotten that with Vic...but he was gone now.
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Posted: Tue May 10, 2016 5:52 pm
"Don't call me kid. " Arno growled through the door. "If you wanna talk, you can enter. " He sat up on the bed, his arms crossed in discomfort. "I don't talk well, I get mouthy, and I get violent. So, consider yourself warned." He crossed his legs and stared at the door, his bandanna still over his mouth.
//Stupid, you were supposed to ask if she was okay. Smooth Operator and all that. // He sighed, running a hand down his face. //This is why girls don't talk to you dude. // He huffed, closing his jacket up a little bit to hide his chest scars. //I feel like a stupid kid. I hate being called kid. I'm not a kid. I'm a pirate. //
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Posted: Tue May 10, 2016 6:13 pm
"Alright, then what should I call you?" she asked as she opened the door slowly at first, then opened it more, soon ducking down a bit, so she could enter the room. Closing the door with a click, she turned to look at him, her one arm limp at her side, "Violence is a way to let off steam if it's let out in the right way..." Moira stated as she leaned against the wall just inside the door, thinking about the child she had once baby sat who had violent tendencies.
"I am here to listen, though. You seem like you need it.." She looked down at the floor for a couple seconds, then up to Arno. He was strange, for sure, but to be fair, they all were, but that wasn't going to make her dislike him because he was strange or different.
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Posted: Tue May 10, 2016 6:22 pm
"You could start by using my name. It's Arno." He looked up at her, his eyebrow raising inquisitively. "There's no right way to let out my violence. I just scare everyone and tear through stuff. That's also why I'm not allowed to go to towns and stuff by myself. People bother me. Too many, bumping against me. " He pulled his bandanna back off.
"I don't know what you really want me to say. I don't take being picked at very well. I guess I'm still brash and stupid. I don't know how to talk to people? People are weird....How's your shoulder doing? I saw a bunch of crystal and stuff smashed. Are you alright?" His face softened up. He hadn't actually meant to hurt her, he just wanted to fight a strong person.
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Posted: Tue May 10, 2016 6:31 pm
Moira nodded, trying to keep that name to his face - it would take awhile. She was never really good with names, but she did try her best, though hopefully now it would be easier as she was older. As he continued to talk, she watched him as he took the bandanna off, sort of lingering on that for a moment before looking back at his face. "Well, Arno, saying anything helps. I found out a little too late that any sort of communication helps with keeping any sort of bond together.." Moira adjusted how she was standing, leaning a bit more on her back, though as she mentioned the crystals, she stood up and did a partial turn to try and look.
Though, she soon made a face because she couldn't see them, but awkwardly reached behind her to press the loose fabric of the tanktop to where her spine was. "Oh - right, I keep forgetting those are there. I'm fine - it's just the gems that started appearing after they took my wings got a little damaged." she paused and chuckled a little, "To be fair, I don't think even my body expected that amount of force to come crashing down on the gems." Moira looked back to Arno and smiled a bit, "They're probably just a little cracked is all."
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Posted: Tue May 10, 2016 6:41 pm
"Who took your wings?" Arno got up, pacing. "Was it the renegade? I'll ******** eat them if it was. That's bullshit. He kept clenching his hands and releasing the pressure as he paced. "Or was it someone else? You say the word. I'll ******** eat them and their family. No remorse. I'll go back for seconds. Losing his cool, he bit through the post of one of the bunk beds in the room. It tilted a little bit, missing the entire side of a beam. He chewed thoughtfully and looked over at her. She had gotten his mind of of him and he was focused on her. She was pretty cool. So it felt even worse when he realized he brought up something probably painful.
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Posted: Tue May 10, 2016 6:54 pm
Watching Arno move about, she leaned back against the wall and let out a soft sigh. It had been quite awhile as to who exactly in the compound had taken them - roughly ten years by now - but she could sort of make out a face. But that was it, no name, nothing but the face. "It happened about ten years ago, Lucian was calling the place Haven, but I honestly have no idea about the place." Moira closed her eyes a bit, attempting to cross her arms, but it didn't work too well, so she rested her right hand against the stump of her left arm. "I guess I should count myself lucky that my brother got there when he did, I have no idea what they were planning next..".
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Posted: Tue May 10, 2016 7:04 pm
There was a long pause, and then a chair went out the window, and Arno after it, smashing it against the ground in some sort of anger fueled rage. He hated that place more than anything. "If we ever find that place, I'm killing everything. " He ripped the iron table outside from it's bolts and bit it in half.
"That place is going to pay. Once we are done getting our rights. I was told, I have to play nice." His shoulders heaved up and down as he breathed in heavily. "Captains Orders."
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