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 Hot +2 | Cold +2 | Volatile -1 | Dark -1 XP: 5 | Adv: 1 | Harm: 0 | Conditions: Blamed | Location: Cafeteria Her strength. That well-toned and taught athletic physique. For a brief moment, I can think of nothing more than that raw and powerful vitality pulsating through her veins. Would I ever dine to taste her? In less than a single human heart beat, I would never hesitate. And I take no effort to hide my lustful interest. The lick of my lips. The momentary caress of her hand. I’m game if you’re game is what I’m not verbally saying. Food for thought though . Bryn can have a string on Matt. But there are pressing life and death matters to discuss. I lead Bryn aside and speak in hushed tones. With a wary eye, I look around for any indication of someone watching us. “Someone is trying to kill me.” I state rather straight forward letting that horrific fact settle in. “I know this because they’ve threatened as much. And they’ve already made good on their word. My dear friend and close confidant Sebastian has been...murdered, rather gruesomely actually...a sure sign that I’m next. The body yet still remains in the janitorial closet. You helped me once before. Will you protect me once again?” OOC: Using a String to offering Bryn 1 XP in exchange for investigating this and swearing to protecting little ole’ me from future danger.
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Hot 1 | Cold 0 | Volatile 1 | Dark -1 | Blamed, Nosy Bitch Harm 0/4 | Exp 1/5 | Adv 1 I raise my eyebrow at the mention of Sebastian being friends with Matthius. I would have been surprised if he even knew who the boy was, but this was quite the twist. Someone killed him, and it was possibly a threat on Matthius' life. Given what I'd heard about Sebastian's recent activities, this seems more than a tad suspicious of our friendly neighborhood ghost. "Of course, I'll look into it. If you get any more..direct threats, please, go ahead and call me. I did give you my cell phone number last time, did I not?" Taking the XP.
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Hot +2 | Cold +2 | Volatile -1 | Dark -1 XP: 5 | Adv: 1 | Harm: 0 | Conditions: Blamed | Location: Cafeteria Of course I have her contact information here...somewhere. Menu. Back. Cancel. Back. Cancel. Home. No wait. Blasted arcane technology! Maybe it’s in my recent call history (if someone can show me how to get to that)? No matter, the exchange of numbers is an important human ritual, the seed of a burgeoning relationship I hope can grow into something more, so I don’t mind partaking in it yet again. “One more time for good measure?” I ask with an apologetic smile and ready fingers. “Here’s mine as well.” Done and done. “I am in your debt, and I insist on repaying you the favor. Please let me know, day or preferably night, if there is anything I can do to assist you. I do mean anything.” OOC: Going to take Temptation for my advance to add to Matt’s silver tongue mojo. Please come to me for all your good (or just horribly bad) advice needs. So Temptation kinda fits this exchange just now. Can Bryn take +1 forward as well?
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Feb 17, 2015 07:58
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Hot 1 | Cold 0 | Volatile 1 | Dark -1 | Blamed, Nosy Bitch Harm 0/4 | Exp 1/5 | Adv 1 I think for a moment about asking for help with the ghoul hunt, but then remember Matthius' general reactions to violence, and decide it would be better to save the favor for later. "Of course." Trading cell phone numbers was something that made me uncomfortable, given what the boy's usual attitude towards those of the living. Still, it isn't like he's going to fight me or anything similar. "I have something else I must do beforehand, but I will definitely look into this. Where exactly did you find him and what exactly makes this think they're coming after you?" Taking Mercy for the advancement.
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Hot +2 | Cold +2 | Volatile -1 | Dark -1 XP: 0 | Adv: 2 | Harm: 0 | Conditions: Blamed | Location: Cafeteria Something...to do...before hand? I cock my head in disbelief. Did I hear her correctly? There’s a student dead, and not just dead by the hand of Darwin’s award system. It was fairly obviously cold blooded murderer of the most sordid type. And more importantly, I’m obviously next. Someone out there is planning to do the same to this exquisitely handsome and timeless visage. I mean, that’s like slashing the Mona Lisa. Now Shieldmaidens have centuries, if not millennia, of messy entangled history with the Nosferatu. And despite the horror stories, sworn oaths of undying vengeance, and just general dislike of them, they were always regarded as a respectable resourceful lot. But don’t always believe the stories, because I’ve managed to cross paths with a rather daft one. Exasperated that Bryn all but questions the facts and stakes of the matter, I review them for her. “As already established, Sebastian and I were close friends. Here are the threatening text messages. Notice the implied threat of bodily harm as accentuated by the hostile use of the phrase ‘strangle you’. Now consider the fact that in the very next few moments, I discover his body, throat thoroughly bruised as if someone were to, you know, asphyxiate the victim by applying pressure to the wind pipe. You’re a very brilliant girl, as clever as you are beautiful. Do the math.” “I can take you to the body, if you like.” I offer with pause, my words trailing off. I look past Bryn to stare blankly across the cafeteria. All of these flitting fools, mindlessly chatting away and chewing their bland tasteless food. Among them is the killer...somewhere. I can feel it in my lifeless veins. But which one? My sight glazes over in thought as the cacophony of lunchroom roar washes over my ears. Gaze Into the Abyss: 2d6-1 7 OOC: Asking the abyss who the killer is. Gimme some alarming and confusing imagery to freak the gently caress out about and keep the ball of misunderstanding going. Come on, Bryn, play along!
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Hot 1 | Cold 0 | Volatile 1 | Dark -1 | Blamed, Nosy Bitch Harm 0/4 | Exp 1/5 | Adv 1 I read the text messages as Matthius points them out, my eyes narrowing slightly when he points out that the person was threatening to strangle him. "Well, it could be just a common threat. The person wouldn't get very far trying to strangle you to death, unless your head should.." I decide that I would prefer to not cause too much more panic, as he seems to be taking this quite terribly. "Sure, if you've found a body, I could take a look. It would be easy enough." Another person or thing running around, killing people left and right. Just what I needed to deal with. If I am lucky, it happens to just simply be another ghoul attack that my dear vampire friend has taken too personally. Then again, they did not tend to leave much left for people to see. "I have a few more questions, if you don't mind. Perhaps while you show me to this corpse?" I turn around to the others, shrugging towards them while still standing very close to Matthius. "We are still all okay with after lunch, then? There is something going on that I need to look into."
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Temptation applies, sure. Matthius The roar of the lunchroom fills your ears, and it seems to you like every chattering voice sounds guilty. How can you trust any of these people? Didn't someone just threaten to hurt you over an anonymous text message? The exchange you had with whoever was on the other end of that conversation suddenly seems to take on a much greater significance. But Sebastian's poor, abused corpse swims back up into your vision, and it's enough to make you panic a little all over again. But you know that most of these people couldn't have done that. Stab him or shoot him or beat him, perhaps, but Sebastian was practically crushed to death, covered in broken glass, stuffed in a broom closet. It can't just be any teenage human you're looking for. the killer is someone with some power. Someone who isn't human. Or at least, isn't human anymore. Someone who could murder Sebastian, then slip out here to the cafeteria, completely unnoticed...
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Hot +2 | Cold +2 | Volatile -1 | Dark -1 XP: 1 | Adv: 2 | Harm: 0 | Conditions: Blamed | Location: Cafeteria --> Janitor’s Closet The grisly scene is strongly etched in my mind. And when one really thinks about it, really dwells on the ghastly superficial details of it all, the assailant could not have been mere human. Ó Istenem! That means I am in graver danger than originally imagined. My gaze shifts nervously about the lunch room hordes, as someone here (you know, besides Bryn, Chi-Chi, Cassius, and myself) is much more than meets the eye. “Of course. Right this way.” I escort Bryn to the closet in question. “I think you will discover, as I have already suspected, there is something more at play here. Only something inhuman could have done this!” In dramatic fashion I push open the door for all to be revealed.
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Hot -1 | Cold -1 | Volatile +1 | Dark +2 Harm 1/4 | XP 2+1/5 | Conditions: Murderer, Shut Out I watch Matt's distress in utter confusion. "Wait, are these ghouls attacking people on school grounds now?" I ask in a sort of stage whisper...wait, what is a stage? "Uh...Chi-chi, Merrill...do you want to follow him?" I feel my shoulders shrug. If it was an attack by creatures from another dimension...I know what that power feels like. I should be able to recognize it. I want to gaze into the abyss on this, but I want to wait and see who's following Matthius and who's staying for lunch.
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Hot 1 | Cold 0 | Volatile 1 | Dark -1 | Blamed, Nosy Bitch Harm 0/4 | Exp 1/5 | Adv 1 By now, I would imagine that heroes of the past might not be bothered by the sight of a dead body. I, however, am not that kind of person. That was someone I interacted with, someone who died just because they were born in this town and there are few willing to fight against it. All of this just to send a message. "Well, the silver lining, it was not another ghoul attack." It was apparent enough, given that Sebastian had all of his limbs still attached and the lack of attempts to turn body parts into lunch. "So, whoever killed him is either a new problem or someone who knew you. Do you have any idea of any enemies you have that would be willing to do such a thing?" I stop, looking curiously over towards the vampire. "By the way, what do you know about ghouls? Anything beyond creatures who eat people raw?"
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Hot +2 | Cold +2 | Volatile -1 | Dark -1 XP: 1 | Adv: 2 | Harm: 0 | Conditions: Blamed | Location: Janitor’s Closet A new day, a new handkerchief. I remove it from my pocket and hold its perfumed silky texture to my nose for a modicum of sweet comforting protection as I observe Bryn observing the body. “Enemies? Don’t be absurd. Everyone adores me...besides a few woefully ambitious vampires that are neither here nor there.” I pause, just now considering this new hunch. “Well, hmmm, I do recall a rather slanderous off colored comment by way of Merrill the other day. It was very...unnatural. You don’t suppose...? No of course not. Killing someone over a ratty old book is an unthinkable petty notion.” Sebastian did steal that silly dungeons and dweebs tome for what it was worth. It’s just some children’s book after all, right? The subject of ghouls is broached and I cannot help but roll my eyes in utter disgust. You see, vampires are like your upper crust society of fine diners with exquisite, distinguishing, and trend setting tastes. We were drinking hot human blood before it was the thing to do. Ghouls on the other hand are like those uncouth inbred hillbilly cousins you dare never invite to your house because they only want to eat lovely Arby’s sandwiches and leave the grease stained wrappers all over your nice Italian leather couch. “Nocturnal tendencies and adaptions. Paralytic salivary glands. Weakness for Adam Sandler motion pictures. I may know a thing or two.” I reluctantly offer.
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Hot 1 | Cold 0 | Volatile 1 | Dark -1 | Blamed, Nosy Bitch Harm 0/4 | Exp 1/5 | Adv 1 I was about to comment on Adam Sandler, before understanding exactly what Matthius was implying and deciding to move on from there. "Outside of throwing an Adam Sandler movie marathon, what would be the best way to get them out of hiding? We have some rather feral ghouls attacking random humans out at night. We are going to look for them while they're hiding during the day, but for the life of me, I cannot think of a way to find them more efficiently than trying to look for signs of blood and violence. Which, in a sewer like the one here, seems like quite a task." I think quietly on what was going on with the book, then stop for a moment. "Wait, how do you know about that book that Chi-Chi found?"
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Hot 0 | Cold 1 | Volatile -1 | Dark 1 Harm 2/4 | Exp 2/5 | Adv 1 | Delusional The hell are they talking about back there? I saw Bryn and Cass both glance over my way, but I dunno if they're looking at me or Merrill and I can't really go ask, since she's kinda dragging me off at the moment. ....Eh, it's probably nothing. "Uh, where are we going?"
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Hot -1 | Cold -1 | Volatile +1 | Dark +2 Harm 1/4 | XP 3/5 | Conditions: Murderer, Shut Out "To see a dead body, I guess," I hear myself whisper to Chi-Chi as I get up and walk. And we reach the dead body, and I hear Bryn offer her piece. "You don't think it's a ghoul victim?" I can feel the eyebrow go up in...not disbelief, really. More like...confusion. "So...someone like..." The image of the subway fight comes up, and I shake my head with an involuntary shiver, hair flying left and right from my face. Human minds are strange. "Then who would...?" I wonder if I could see what happened to the body before it...expired. It would be simple enough in my normal form...whether this body could take it is a different question. It is technically a...newer body than what I had before. I reach down and tap the body on the forehead. Time is not truly linear. It is time to take one step to the side and one back... Back again from mathematics, it's Gaze into the Abyss time! I don't think this is a new scene, but oh well, time for a lead! [23:24] (Krysmbot) DavinValkriPhone2, 6+2 = 8 Eh, it's a new body. Confusing and alarming, please.
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Hot +2 | Cold +2 | Volatile -1 | Dark -1 XP: 1 | Adv: 2 | Harm: 0 | Conditions: Blamed | Location: Janitor’s Closet Again with the ghouls. I mean really, can we concentrate on my problems for one bloody second? I sigh inwardly. “Don’t go looking for them. Let them find you. What you need is some good bait to set a proper snare. What you need is some fresh soylent green, perhaps?” I suggest in all sincerity while my gaze falls to the dead corpse at our feet. Well it’s just going to rot in the ground after all. Sebastian would of course want to be of continued use to me, I’m most sure. “And I can’t help but feel you’re not really listening to me. Chi-Chi had nothing to do with the book business. Like I would trust a ghost to do anything. As I said, Merrill was disparaging my good name behind my back. Sebastian, the good friend that he was, took it upon himself to defend my honor and play an innocent little prank in return. He swiped one of the girl’s precious nerd tomes, or something. That’s the short and simple of it.” OOC: Bit confused as to who is where. This post assumes Bryn, Matt, and Cassius are at the closet. And Merrill and Chi-Chi are elsewhere?
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Hot 1 | Cold 0 | Volatile 1 | Dark -1 | Blamed, Nosy Bitch Harm 0/4 | Exp 1/5 | Adv 1 "No, you don't seem..." I tilt my head at Matthius for a moment, who seems to be very focused on his own problems to understand what I was saying. I should ask Chi-Chi myself about what she knew about this death, given that she was the one who gave the book back. "Bait. Well, we are in a cleaning closet.. Do you see any of those oversized garbage bags?" I look down for a moment, wondering if that sounded as bad to the others as it did to myself. "We will find his killer. However, the number of clues left only really suggests that the assailant knows which end of the knife is the sharp one. If you stay with me, I will be sure that whoever is coming for you will not have an easy time of it."
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Hot -1 | Cold 1 | Volatile -1 | Dark 2 Harm 0/4 | Exp 3/5 | Conditions: Blamed, Only Human I don't like Matt and Bryn going off on their own, but I let it slide for now. I need to ask questions. Here, while we're having lunch in the lunch line. Important questions, like, um... "What's up with you and Matt, anyway?" Perfectly normal, not-probing question. "Like, that whole sexy thing that happened in subway before you went inviso? Did he know you were a ghost before that, or...?"
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Hot 0 | Cold 1 | Volatile -1 | Dark 1 Harm 2/4 | Exp 2/5 | Adv 1 | Delusional Oh yeah, yesterday. And now Matt's the douchebag and Merrill's okay. Weird how things flip like that. "Yeah, he knew." I frown a little. "Which freaked me out at the time, cause I hadn't told anybody and he just sorta figured it out. But even then, it was hard not to cozy up to him, cause he's fuckin hot, and he seemed to kinda understand what I was going through, and there's something sorta...I dunno, alluring? Is that an actual word? Maybe it's a vampire thing. Actually, yeah, I think that's supposed to be a vampire thing. I'm sort of new to this, I don't really know what he can and can't do." A day ago I would've thought she'd laugh at me if I'd said the v-word, but apparently there's a bunch of crazy poo poo that goes on here, so y'know. Yolo.
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In case anyone is still unclear on this, it looks as though Merrill and Chi-Chi are in one place, and Bryn, Matthius and presumably Cassius are in another. Cassius There's blood eveywhere. But it's not in the closet. All over the food and the tables and the people around you. A scary movie you saw once, when you changed the channel to something you weren't supposed to be watching -- chairs and plates and silverware flying through the air to hit people, lightbulbs exploding overhead. You were trying to help -- you wanted to help -- she was in trouble. But you did something, and now she's bleeding, and it won't stop no matter how much you want it to. Sebastian is lying near the door. Nail marks raking down the paint on the inside. As if he came into this closet, and somehow there was already something waiting for him. Or something followed him in. Unseen until it was too late. The blood, dark and horrible, disappears from the cracked floor tile, from the tables and everyone's clothes, like it never existed. Like she did, on the subway. Unseen, unheard.
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Hot -1 | Cold -1 | Volatile +1 | Dark +2 Harm 1/4 | XP 3/5 | Conditions: Murderer, Shut Out I feel myself lifting my head off the lunch table, lunging for a napkin. So much...fluid, everywhere! No, not fluid...it's blood. It's on me, it's on the tables, it's on Sebastian it's on Chi-chi-- ...Chi-chi... Memories of yesterday, in a different body. And me trying to help and all this everywhere and how she faded away and-- I find myself staring at her, as if trying to get her back into focus. I could have sworn I was looking at Sebastian earlier. That must have been me stepping to the side of this world. But if what I saw is meaningful--and there isn't any reason to think that this body is any less pulped than the one I had before--then that would mean...that would mean... "Chi-chi?" I ask in a halting whisper. "What did you...do?" I think I might have been following Bryn, but let's retcon that. It works better this way, enhances Cass' weirdness. Anyway, now he's staring at Chi-chi in a vaguely accusing way.
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Hot 0 | Cold 1 | Volatile -1 | Dark 1 Harm 2/4 | Exp 2/5 | Adv 1 | Delusional The gently caress is he giving me the retard eyes for? "Nothing out of the ordinary," I call over my shoulder, and turn back to Merrill. "Sorry, what was that?"
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Hot -1 | Cold 1 | Volatile -1 | Dark 2 Harm 0/4 | Exp 3/5 | Conditions: Blamed, Only Human "Vampires heal five hitpoints per round in a fight, to start with." I say, without even thinking. "He can turn into a small mammal and silver doesn't hurt him so much. But that's assuming Matt uses a template since that kinda goes against a lot of vampire my..." I frown when it turns out Chi-chi has her attention on Cass instead. When she turns back to me, I just shrug. "Eh, nothing." My theory probably needs some more work. More importantly, it doesn't sound like she and Matt are trying to be an item! Good. I think with all things given, I would rather have someone like a skulking ghost close by and helping me. Chi-chi is certainly trying to warm up to me. "You staying anywhere right now? No idea if that's something you worry about." I look at her unblinkingly. "Being undead and stuff."
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Hot 0 | Cold 1 | Volatile -1 | Dark 1 Harm 2/4 | Exp 2/5 | Adv 1 | Delusional I dunno if I'd count my house as 'a place where I stay'. I mean, technically, yeah, but considering my parents are part of the group that's totally fuckin forgotten I exist, I don't go back there much. Probably should soon, if only so I can get my guitar. "...Kinda? I mean, I don't sleep or anything, but I usually hang on in the subway station at nights, since that's where, uh..." You know, actually, I'm not sure I wanna go on about that. I trail off and redirect. "Why? You got somewhere you want me to haunt?" Rolling to turn on: <Solomonic> !r 2d6 <Krysmbot> Solomonic, 5 = 5 ...Okay now that I've had about five seconds to look back on saying that, it comes off gayer than AIDS. I probably should've thought about it a little harder first.
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Hot -1 | Cold -1 | Volatile +1 | Dark +2 Harm 1/4 | XP 3/5 | Conditions: Murderer, Shut Out I turn my head and watch Chi-Chi answer Merrill in a vaguely...affected way? I don't know if she's serious or not. I'm not even sure if that was a yes or not. "Uh, well...actually..." I whisper, smiling nervously and brushing at my hair. It still feels like it should be matted with blood, somehow, but it isn't, so... "Is that open to me? I think I'm technically dead and I don't want Dr. Wingate to know I'm back yet..." I look back at Chi-Chi. "You wouldn't mind that, would you?" I'm honestly not sure whether Chi-Chi is committing to move in with Merrill. If she isn't, this is sort of Shutting Down Chi-Chi as an "ungrateful jerk" as a way to suggest Cass' suspicion. If she is, it's more of a suggestion to turn it into a co-ed slumber party and more like Turning Someone On. I'll hold off on rolling until that's clarified.
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Hot +2 | Cold +2 | Volatile -1 | Dark -1 XP: 1 | Adv: 2 | Harm: 0 | Conditions: Blamed | Location: Janitor’s Closet The closet is filled with an assortment of industrial grade cleaning supplies from only the very best generic twice removed brands. When the label says HAND SOP in bold black lettering on a nondescript yellowing background, you know it’s a name you can trust. Here we go, 50 GALON TRAS BAGS, from the makers of CLEENIN SOLUTON. I hand the requested box over to my sturdy and much more capable companion. “I’m not fond of sharp objects. So in that case, I shall be sticking with you until the threat has passed...oh and justice is served or whatever, of course.” OOC: Not really sure what else to do in this scene. Time for a new one?
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Davin Valkri posted:I'm honestly not sure whether Chi-Chi is committing to move in with Merrill. If she isn't, this is sort of Shutting Down Chi-Chi as an "ungrateful jerk" as a way to suggest Cass' suspicion. If she is, it's more of a suggestion to turn it into a co-ed slumber party and more like Turning Someone On. I'll hold off on rolling until that's clarified. It's more of the latter. Go for it, three's company. (Idk which of us is John Ritter in this situation)
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Thanks! In that case...well, I don't know if I've rolled hot in this scene yet, but, whatever! [17:11:17] <Davin_Valkri> !r 2d6-1 [17:11:18] <Krysmbot> Davin_Valkri, 8-1 = 7 Hey, it actually worked!
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Hot 1 | Cold 0 | Volatile 1 | Dark -1 | Blamed, Nosy Bitch Harm 0/4 | Exp 1/5 | Adv 1 "What about blunt objects?" I sigh after I grab the box of trash bags, pulling out one of them before looking around some more and pulling out another to wrap up the body with. "Disregard that, just make sure to not get yourself into too much trouble. I can handle carrying this, but if you could scout out ahead, that would make this part much easier. And as soon as the ghoul problem is solved, then you will have my full attention. Then I can solve the issue of the attack on my car. Might even had time to study for the US History exam."
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Hot 0 | Cold 1 | Volatile -1 | Dark 1 Harm 2/4 | Exp 2/5 | Adv 1 | Delusional My bad, I thought that was for Merrill at first. Sorry DV! Chi-Chi will do something Cass wants and push for him to join in. Uh...y'know, the more he hangs around, the more I'm starting to notice him. I know it doesn't make sense, gently caress off. Just saying, it might be nice to have Cass along with us. I glance over at Merrill for a second, gauging her reaction. She gonna be competition (again) if I decide to go for it? ...Probably not on purpose. I basically dyked out at her just now - bad, bad fuckin phrasing back there - so who knows. Mixed messages and poo poo. "Yeah, actually," I agree, keeping between the two of them, "that'd be cool with me. Nice to have somebody to relate to, y'know? Plus if things, uh, kick off again, better to have people who can handle that kinda situation."
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Hot -1 | Cold 1 | Volatile -1 | Dark 2 Harm 0/4 | Exp 3/5 | Conditions: Blamed, Only Human I smile at Chi-chi's reply. Oh, this is all just perfect for me. Except for part where Cass speaks up. "Dude, I just kicked you out of my games yesterday for talking poo poo about Bryn." I remind Cass, rolling my eyes. Yeah, sure, watching him die sure puts a spin on things, but apparently that doesn't change him being a jerk. At the same time, I don't want to lose Chi-chi yet. I still owe her a lot for the book. "Alright, fine. Look, we cleared out the basement in my place and made it into a decent guestroom. Dad lets his friends-" His dragony thralls, rather, "-bunk there sometimes, I use it for weekly games. You can stay there for a bit. It ain't fancy, but it's better than most dumps around here." I just have to worry about dad. But he'll probably see these two as my property and my responsibility anyway. Technically true.
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I should probably respond to Merrill, sorry! Hot -1 | Cold -1 | Volatile +1 | Dark +2 Harm 1/4 | XP 3/5 | Conditions: Murderer, Shut Out "I...I know." I swallow--why?--and nod. "But I still...thank you, anyway." I feel my arms reach out for a hug. Wanna shut Cass the weirdo down, go right ahead!
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