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MoonKitsune rolled 1 6-sided dice:
3
Total: 3 (1-6)
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 Posted: Thu Sep 18, 2014 8:18 pm
Just to use up what was in his pocket.
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Posted: Thu Sep 18, 2014 8:21 pm
The whole facility would just continue like this, some Hunters desperately trying to assemble vials for later, considering their little run-in with the threat seemed way much more threatening when there were still the threat of a zombie virus outbreak meandering about. Other Hunters seemed passed out or dead, either really, as long as they weren't undead.
It would continue just a little longer before a voice broke out on the old speakers system. "Errr, we got communications back at home base, they're sending a portal for us. That is um, you know, the not infected. If you are infected just leave yourself behind or something." Long awkward pause. "Also those vials you made like, I know they're special and stuff, but please don't like drink or inhale or eat them okay. That's my only disclaimer. Really. Don't eat them. We'll deduct damage bills from your account later."
There was a loud tap and then an owww and then a voice that talked in a much more straightforward female sort of tone through the speakers. "This is the accounting department. Please forward your invoices to accounting. If you are dead, please do not forward your invoice to accounting. To find your invoice form, please harass your division assistants. Thank you."
It left only one very significant question remaining.
Deus had an accounting department?!
OOC THE WRAP UP- About a week later, 500 USD is transferred to every single Hunter as well as a bonus day of vacation leave. It seems a job well done is still a job well done. - All Hunters are escorted via portal back to Deus where they immediately go through a screening. As long as your Hunter has been hit with the antivirus/ was cured on stage 2/3 they are in the clear. If they are still infected, they get bodily dragged back and decontaminated. - All contaminated Hunters should take a note as to where they were icly bitten/attacked, who knows, it might come back to bite you later. - Don't forget to keep track in journals too of all the vials you gathered! Those ICly are given to you, as a small means of compensation, as long as you didn't break too many. This is also because most Hunters were too busy fending for their lives against massive armies of undead and/or dead to notice that some of their storage had gone missing. - IF YOU WERE IN THIS RP AFTERMATH: If you were NOT bitten you have nightmares for the next few days of sickness and disease. It leaves you SLIGHTLY on edge and paranoid. If you were bitten your bite mark occasionally itches and you dream of a place where it seems to be dark, trapped in some sort of box, like a coffin or casket, trying to eternally claw yourself out. You wake up out of breath and confused/ scared. OOC: YOU GET +2 RP POINTS FOR THIS RP with another +2 IF YOU GO OVER 800 WORDS. Feel free to write a wrapup/ rp a little as you wish before leaving!
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medigel rolled 2 6-sided dice:
5, 5
Total: 10 (2-12)
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Posted: Thu Sep 18, 2014 8:21 pm
The insanity never ended. Except when it did.
Jack could weep out of joy almost.
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Posted: Thu Sep 18, 2014 8:33 pm
Tuck said nothing.
When the portal came up, he left.
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Posted: Thu Sep 18, 2014 8:36 pm
Harlow listened quietly as Zascha and Nellie talked, she was still confused, dazed even. She got hit hard that was for sure. She held her head as she sat, she just wanted it to stop pounding, but she hung in there waiting for the statement that they could leave. She looked over at Nellie for a moment and looked at her with the most confused face ever and then back at Zascha with the same. She felt like she was missing something (She was but hey whatever).
Once they got word that they could leave Harlow pulled herself up. "Lets get out of here." She grumbled, obviously ready to get moving.
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Posted: Thu Sep 18, 2014 8:48 pm
Sasha finally roused, her eyes gritty and her hair a mess, her mouth dry enough that it ached. From her position on a... table? The Life huntress tried to gather her bearings as she pushed herself off of the table and back onto her feet. Clutching the table, Sasha let out a low grunt and peered around.
Her eyes sought one tall frame in particular, and once he'd been accounted for, Sasha shuffled towards the portal.
She wanted a hot shower, some wine, and a vacation.
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Posted: Thu Sep 18, 2014 8:52 pm
Noemi followed Evan, though she didn't think the sun hunter saw her, to the decontamination room. Evan was right in thinking that Milo's behavior would make the mist huntress cry, as tears fell down her cheeks in the she was so sorry she couldn't do anything and had to rely on Evan to do it sort of crying.
She was rubbing at her eyes and watching through paned glass as they administered the vaccine and allowed them to leave for home through the portal. her hand never loosened on his and even when they went to their rooms, Noemi stubbornly grabbed her bedding and set one up in Milo's room to make sure nothing else would happen to him.
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Posted: Thu Sep 18, 2014 8:54 pm
Dakota rolled out of his position on the floor, cupping his sore nuts and flipping off any tech that touched him.
Someone low shotted him and that was bullshit.
He wanted to go home and ******** sleep. For a year. In his own bed. ********>
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Posted: Thu Sep 18, 2014 10:29 pm
"Of course Nellie. We'll have to set it up after we've all had a good long nap." He gave her another reassuring smile. Harlow had the right idea and as soon as they were cleared Zascha was ready to go. He lifted himself with his good arm, not wanting to put any pressure on his other arm. It was sore and he figured a few good runic bandages and some rest would get it back into a somewhat working order. "Yea lets go. I need a shower, food and sleep."
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Posted: Thu Sep 18, 2014 11:46 pm
"You tried to kill us and stuff," Chel said nonchalantly. "Thought we were all zombies. So I punched your lights out and someone got you a vaccine."
Yes, Chel had stayed. She hadn't even blinked when Jack excused himself (after all, the behavior was very familiar), but Finn leaving had baffled her. Why had he been so pissy? Someone must have spat in his coffee this morning.
She helped Ripley sit up as gently as she could, offering him an arm to lean on. "Easy does it buddy. You were out pretty hard." She was a little proud of the slight bruise forming on his cheek. She gave him a smile and was about to continue when the PA system cut in.
Chel rolled her eyes at Mark's shenanigans, but was relieved to hear they were all going home. She turned to Ripley, dependency already kicking in. "Need some help up? Want some water or anything?" Even if she was a shameless flirt, Chel was actually a very good caretaker. If not a bit lost. Affectionate was a good word. I
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Posted: Fri Sep 19, 2014 12:29 am
Like you dropped Sasha? The barbed retort was on the tip of Jordan's tongue. He swallowed it in time, said instead, "If you want an obedient pet to control, you can look elsewhere. I'm done giving up what I need to try to turn into what someone thinks I should be." He looked at Rep for a long moment. "I tried to respect your boundaries," he said, "and you hurt me. You hurt me very badly. If you have to pretend that didn't happen to be okay with yourself -- well, then, go ahead. But if you can't respect me enough to even admit what you did to me, I'm not letting you close enough to hurt me again." He smiled painfully. "Maybe I am a moron," he said, "sometimes." At Harrison's jab about his family, he flinched visibly, his mouth compressing into a thin line. There was no defense against that accusation, and it cut deep. "I avoid things," he admitted, "and yeah, I didn't ask you, but you know what? You didn't ask me either. You held all this s**t back and never once said anything about it. You didn't trust me enough to let me know so I could face it and work on it. If I'd - if I'd thought I had a choice about leaving, if I'd thought that staying wouldn't drive a wedge between you and finish ******** everything up. If I'd felt like it made any goddamn difference to you if I stayed, I would've. I don't know how much is enough for you or what you need from me." He stopped, hearing himself. "That's always been the problem, hasn't it," he said, feeling suddenly thoroughly exhausted. He watched Melvin drop the vial, and the corners of his mouth pulled down with concern. "I should be," he agreed blankly. "You're probably right." The speakers crackled to life with an announcement, and Jordan looked up, listened silently. When it was over, he looked back to them. "I'm going," he said. "I need a ******** shower and about ten hours sleep. I still want - I still want to figure things out," he said, and looked at Harrison. "Needing space and time to think isn't the same as giving up or not handling it. If you have anything you want to ask from me, you know where I am." He stopped and swallowed, his eyes flicking between Harrison and Rep. "If you decide it's not worth it," he said quietly, "let me know, so I can stop hurting myself over it." He turned to Melvin, rested a hand briefly on his shoulder. "You going to be all right?" he asked. "I've got couch space if you want it."
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Posted: Fri Sep 19, 2014 2:18 am
Lawr felt like it had been a lovely day with a lot of entertainment. The fact he had been paid a bonus for nothing at all was just icing.
He sauntered out of the portal with absolute smugness.
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Posted: Fri Sep 19, 2014 3:03 am
"I guess things are going to be okay." Noah sighed deeply and hugged Peyton tighter before releasing her. "I wasn't very effective," he said apologetically. "I'll do better next time. I need to get cleared on more runics, I should practice more so I'm ready for more scenarios." A small, thoughtful frown creased his forehead, and it was clear that he was already thinking about how to plan ahead better for missions.
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Posted: Fri Sep 19, 2014 5:54 am
Ripley listened on in confused silence, though his eyes fixated on hers with a great deal of focus, clearly processing and listening to her every word in an attempt to understand. In doing so, the gaps in his memory made more and more sense, though it was somewhat annoying that it had to happen at all.
"I see." No wonder only Chel was here; if he really had tried to kill them, he could have left him, too. "You did this?" He touched a burn scarred hand to the bruise forming on his face, fingers just lightly grazing the darkening skin. It stood out plain as day on his overly pale face, and he knew it. Her offered arm was a bit of a surprise, but it took it quietly, using the offered help to get to his feet, albeit a little shakily. That knock to his head really took a lot out of him as a whole, it seemed...though the abundance of crazy probably didn't do much to help, either.
The announcement was a pleasant one, at the very least; they'd be going home. He could have a shower, and relax, and put together the rest of what he could in order to eventually patch things up. His mind had wandered a little bit, but it went right back to Chel as she piped up again. Her offer made him cast a small, somewhat amused smile towards her.
"Where are you going to find safe water here?" He asked, his ever-monotone voice breaking just a little with the continued hint of amusement, before he offered an alternative: "I'll settle for your company." Despite Chel's, well, Chel, he did appreciate that she stayed, and that she continued to hang around him, at least for the time being. He'd take what he could get, for now, and that included her arm, though he was considerate enough to only really need her for balance, not entire stability.
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Posted: Fri Sep 19, 2014 7:28 am
He wasn't about to comment much on anything. Being around his friends when they were arguing about relationship problems when you yourself were just happy everyone was alive and not missing parts left him in that awkward fourth wheel that sorta lingered and tried not to whistle to himself.
He just stared at his complete vial until Jordan set his hand on his shoulder. Looking up, he nodded at the offer. "Um.......ok." He would have declined the offer, even thought automatically that he would, but he was tired and worn, and the idea of sitting alone in the greenhouse when there was an offer for a couch was somehow more appealing. It wasn't his own dorm, which hurt more than the greenhouse when there were still so many boxes and a empty half of the bed, and a couch was far less intimate and personal than any other offer.
Then again, Jordan was still worrying about him when Melvin wanted to people to do that less. He'd work on that - later. Right now, there was an offer for a couch, and he was mildly curious what Jordan's apartment would be like without Rep and Harrison.
He convinced himself it was ok to spend maybe possibly one night and that declining an offering out of someone's kindness was rather rude.
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