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prolixity rolled 2 8-sided dice:
8, 5
Total: 13 (2-16)
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 Posted: Sun Dec 08, 2013 3:58 pm
HE'S DISTRACTED, Lazarus growled. NOW.
But --
NOW!
Okay, okay! Noah swung harder than he really meant to, and startled at the heavy, solid thunk that the cleaver made when the blade sank in. He yanked Laz free and skittered back. "Sorry! Are you okay?"
HP: 14/40
Dmg: 7
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Saliru rolled 2 8-sided dice:
6, 7
Total: 13 (2-16)
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Posted: Sun Dec 08, 2013 4:11 pm
Al stared at Noah as the blade wedged in deep. Nuru coiled in closer. A deep protective growl burblin from within. He could feel Al was close. So close. But he would not allow them to hurt his.
As the blade was withdrawn , Al struck out at Noah's face with more force than he intended.
HP - 7/40
DMG - 7
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prolixity rolled 2 8-sided dice:
1, 3
Total: 4 (2-16)
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Posted: Sun Dec 08, 2013 4:25 pm
Noah staggered back, hand going up to his forehead. "Ow!"
I CAN'T FIX YOU AGAIN, Lazarus reported sulkily. NOT NOW.
Noah looked down at his weapon. "Wait, what?"
HP: 7/40
Dmg: neutral
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Saliru rolled 2 8-sided dice:
5, 5
Total: 10 (2-16)
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Posted: Sun Dec 08, 2013 4:40 pm
Al aimed lower this time as he was sure that hit far harder than he intended, Nuru was lashing out in desperation now. Certain he knew better, he opted not to tell Al how close they were at this point. Not yet. Just one more. He can't let him down. Not again and especially not against that dog.
HP - 7/40
DMG - 4
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Posted: Sun Dec 08, 2013 4:51 pm
Laz snarled, but ferocity had turned to an angry, sulky defensiveness. NOAH. MAKE HIM STOP, YOU WILL GET HURT.
Noah backed away, holding his hands up and letting Lazarus desummon back to a chain around his wrist. "Laz says we can't take any more." His eyes slid away, embarrassed. "I guess I'm buying dinner."
HP: 3/40
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Posted: Sun Dec 08, 2013 4:55 pm
Al held Nuru up and then froze. "Oh! Okay!" The staff desummoned to the leather and fur collar around his own wrist, accompanied by an unrelated but very colourful bracelet. Nuru safely stowed away, Al pranced over to his battle partner.
"Awesome fight man! I worked up a monster appetite though," smile smile smile toothy grin.
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Posted: Mon Dec 09, 2013 4:02 am
Noah peeked sideways at Al. "Did you ... never mind." He still wasn't sure what to make of that comment, but asking was worse. Instead, he dug his wallet out of his pocket. "You're gonna have to be good with five bucks worth," he said, and displayed the almost-empty billfold to Al. "I'm pretty broke."
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Posted: Mon Dec 09, 2013 4:10 am
Al tiiiilted his head at the wallet distractedly. "what about your card?" His eyebrows shot up and he looked suspicious of this "only five bucks".
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Posted: Mon Dec 09, 2013 4:21 am
"My card?" Noah gave Al a suspicious look. "There was a card in the wallet that was in the box with my coat, but it didn't have my name on it. I don't know if they gave me the wrong one or what, but I haven't been able to find out whose it is."
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Posted: Mon Dec 09, 2013 5:47 am
"It's yours," Al said as he flipped a card from his own wallet with the name 'Michael Grey' engraved in the hard plastic. "This is mine," then he flipped out a photo ID matching the name but with his picture, "See?"
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Posted: Mon Dec 09, 2013 7:56 am
"Huh?" Noah blinked. "Oh. I see, I guess we've gotta have secret identities, huh?" He grinned, delighted by this idea. Of course. Superhumans had to keep their existence secret from the outside world.
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Posted: Mon Dec 09, 2013 8:08 am
Al grinned much more cheekily this time, "No excuses now~" His mind already pranced off into all kinds of delicious possibilities.
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Posted: Mon Dec 09, 2013 8:27 am
"But I don't have much cash for the vending machines and the only other stuff here is MREs," Noah pointed out. "I don't think we can go out of the island just for dinner ... can we?"
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Posted: Mon Dec 09, 2013 9:32 am
Al wilted pitifully before shuffling closer. "Use your card in the machines. Im sure we'll get a nice dinner?" He continued his pout as he looked up at Noah. "Because I don't think we're ever leaving this place."
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Posted: Mon Dec 09, 2013 9:44 am
Noah's look of hope was replaced by one of disappointment. "I miss burgers," he said wistfully. "And fries. And milkshakes." He sighed deeply. "Do we ever get, like, vacations? Or is it just here? Um, we have to stop at my room, my card and stuff are in my desk drawer. I guess I have to remember the name on it now."
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