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When the fuck did I take my bra off? ... Did I throw it off indignantly in the middle of the night again? Jester keeps saying it's cute but... Wait. Jester isn't this soft... I crane my neck up and spot Invert, and relax a little. Do I feel better?…
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Invert's grin disappearing makes me frown — a force of habit, I guess, to mimic the emotion of the room. The massage does feel good though. I don't know what Invert's getting at — implying Jester doesn't know how good he has it — but the image of hi…
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I smirk back at her, still tired. "He fucking deserved it..." How do I feel? "tired... A little pissed they brought us here, of all places – but conflicted, cause Merrell and his gang of dumbasses botched the fucking job..." I take a deep breath a…
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See? This is why I don't want kids – how many kids – girls especially – get betrayed by someone they trust? what the fuck did she have to do to get out of his clutches? Can it be worse than leaving your sister behind? Maybe... I don't know. At least…
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OOC: AUF from Invert's brain... Roll+Cool. (Rolled: 2d6+1. Rolls: 6, 5. Total: 12)
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OOC: Healing Touch. Roll+Weird. +1XP. (Rolled: 2d6+1. Rolls: 4, 4. Total: 9)
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I think she's possibly in for a surprise... I close my eyes, and focus on summoning up those whispers again — like I did with Jester and Arbor. I don't know exactly how much physical contact is required, but I'll do whatever seems to come natural th…
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I smile back at her, and take her hand when she reaches out. "You should see Arbor." I inspect her hand for a second, making sure I've got skin-to-skin contact. "I want to try something... Something I've only done twice now, but I think it could hel…
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I nod, admittedly a little concerned at the sight of her, and take a seat next to her cot on the floor. "Hey. How you feeling today?"
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Fuck... I put Invert back up in the sub, hoping the lesions would clear on their own — but I've been so busy I haven't had the chance to go up and check on her... I take a deep breath, and rise up to my feet. "I'm gunna go see if I can fix that..." …
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I clench my teeth tightly, and my eyes narrow into thin slits when Poptart calls Jester "that boy". Why am I supposed to worry more about Silica — who didn't want to fucking come down here when I sent Jester up after her, by the way — than the man w…
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"Rest?" I call back, as flustered as I am tired, "Arbor... If we keep stopping, we'll run out of food before we can fucking get out of here!" He's right though... We do need to rest. I just can't let myself give up so easily... I'll keep it up for a…
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I've been a fucking mess — beyond stressed out — since the blast hit. I told everyone to clear the fuck out of this place! I told them it was unsafe, and that a second explosion might trap us down here — turn this fucking place into a tomb. Nobody f…
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OOC: let's see how we fared. Roll+Hard. +1XP. (Rolled: 2d6+3. Rolls: 6, 2. Total: 11)
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Be Hard, Lemma.
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Hadden, highlight me please.
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Hadden, I think.
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OOC: Going Aggro. Roll+Hard. (Rolled: 2d6+3. Rolls: 1, 6. Total: 10)
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You think I don't know that? I will not let these assholes fucking take me to Merrell, so I can be his little bitch, or whatever. I grab as much of the C-4 as I can, and wire up as many detonators as I can... I climb up to the hatch, and let them se…
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OOC: Custom Moving. Roll+Hard. (Rolled: 2d6+3. Rolls: 6, 1. Total: 10)
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They have fucking tear gas... They have tear gas, and shields, and machine guns, and bombs, and ammo out their fucking ass — and I've got a fucking shotgun. Yay. I hurriedly take my fucking mask out, and slap it on. I'm not going out there to get f…
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OOC: Reading the Sitch. Roll+Sharp. +1XP. (Rolled: 2d6+1. Rolls: 2, 2. Total: 5)
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I let Invert "make sure", and quickly size up the situation... If they didn't hear, then maybe the gang outside didn't hear either. Fuck this sucks... I should have plugged my ears or something... Once Invert's done shanking Toe-hold, I start sizin…
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My eyes are on that fucking hatch when the gunshots sound... If the sub is airtight, it might not have sounded off out there – but if it did, I'll be ready for it.
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As soon as Toe-hold heads for the bathroom, I dig into my bag, pull out my assault rifle, and hand it to Invert — then take my sawed off, and check to make sure it's loaded before heading for those crates... I head back to Invert, trying to ignore…
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I slowly make my way over to the Stocky guy, opening my bag, and slipping my bag of jingle on top so when I get to him I can whisper, "I don't have anything in here." The jingle is his if he believes it.
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OOC: Seduce this skeezy motherfucker. Roll+Hot. (Rolled: 2d6. Rolls: 4, 6. Total: 10)
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Normally, I'd be flipping the fuck out and threatening to kill someone for thinking I'm just "meat" — but I know this asshole's about to die, so I don't mind quite so much. I could never do what Invert's doing right now... It's just insane. I'm goin…
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Not baby. "My sis calls me Rosie," I say as I slide onto his lap, "like the flower." I look over to his compatriots for a second, making a face of obvious disgust at their presence, "I don't know what a handsome man like you is doing hanging out w…
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Urgh... Dreads? I offer up a restrained smile, eye Toe-Hold up and down a few times, then answer in a breathy whisper. "I'm an old friend of Innie's — we go way back, and we like a lot of the same things..." I move a little closer to him, "Innie co…