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I had a final, but I only missed 4 of the questions, so overall it was a good day. How was yours?
@Light No worries. Like I said, we made enough conflict to fill the space XD
@SimplyJohn Well, if he did decide to go, he'd stick to a dark corner taking notes on all those he's observing.
Yeah, and I also re-did his verbalization of the numbers. I made him talk numbers as I do, using "oh" in stead of "zero".
@SimplyJohn Also, he wouldn't RSVP to a party even if he was invited. He just wouldn't go :P
Seth's attention was brought back to Oh-Two talking about this sort of banter being done en route. This shouldn't continue past this room. En route should be spent strategizing an briefing of any sort that 02 can do. If we bicker en route, we'll surely bicker on the battlefield. Well, this time it would be on a training field of some sort. At least there's some soundness in their strategy, having us tested with these SMS's before being sent into a real firefight. Alpha Twenty-Three Foxtrot... A23F. It might help to remember that. My memory might become faulty before the time of its relevance... Someone should be able to remember.
Once Overwatch had finished giving orders, Seth stood up and absent-mindedly saluted the figure on the screen, wobbling a bit as he stood up, still getting used to the bottoms of his feet not giving off any feeling, which forced Seth to calculate his balance by means other than his foot bottoms. Once he readjusted his balance, he turned to Oh-Two and made an 'after you' motion towards the door, ready to leave and finally have the mental challenge he'd been craving since arriving at the facility.
No problems, man. We've just been kinda dicking about in the briefing room, lol. I had to try so hard not to make Seth speak too much. He's the first almost-silent character type I've played, so not interjecting or trying to empathize was hard @_@
Roman Torchwick


The men finally returned with the truck in the airlift. Roman noticed a... sizeable hole in the back. "Um... What is that?" Pointing at the hole, Roman asks the van's driver. "Sir. The Butcher did so after saying to tell you what happened and that he was going to take care of a bug." After a few seconds of silence, the dictator facepalmed and finally asks: "Well, what happened!?" "Oh, right! We were ambushed at the club. The DJ, Magdeline, and some masked bitch came in and interrupted the extraction, sir. Several men died, but we got the girl." "... You mean her?" Roman asked, pointing the hook of his cane at a tied up female hopping away. "Yes sir. Her. ... OH! I'll get her, sir!" The soldier took a while to realize his mistake, but Roman lifted his hand to stop him. "I can do that. Thanks for the offer, though. Dolt." With that, he launched the hook at the escapee, catching her by the rope that bound her hands. Roman then dragged her back, apologizing to the miss that he was so rough. Helping her up and undoing her leg bindings, Roman explained how she wouldn't be leaving until her father paid his taxes plus the debt he owes. "Well, at the earliest. There may be a 5-7 business day shipping time, but we'll make sure you aren't harmed. Needlessly." Now guiding the young lady by the small of her back, Roman explains her position. "I now own you. You are now collateral for the money your father owes. Until the debt is paid, you get to stay here with me. We'll have fun." Looking her over, he repeats "Lots of fun. Heh."

Magdeline


Magdline takes the company she has with her back to her place, taking back roads and underground tunnels. Once home, she opens the door, takes a few steps in, turns and welcomes her company. "Well, home sweet home. The couch in the living room has a pull out bed, I have a... um... guest room." Calling her son's old room a guest room was hard. It was the first time she'd thought about the room in a long time. Refocusing on getting her company settled in, she continued, a little less enthused. "Um... You can sleep wherever you'd like. Feel free to get some food or drinks. The kitchen is right through the archway in the living room there." Magdeline points through the living room to the kitchen. "If you need clothes, I have some, both for guys and girls. Whichever you prefer..." After a deep breath, she continued. "So yeah, make yourself at home. I'm gonna head to bed though. I'm tired from all the fighting... And thanks for sticking with me, even when I asked to fight him alone. I probably couldn't have done much but buy a few dozen seconds. I really appreciate your help." With a bow of respect. "If you'll excuse me, I'm going to head on to bed." With that, Magdeline heads up the stairs, unzipping her jacket once at the top and, once in her room, removing the jacket. Now that she was in her PJs as before: tank top and fuzzy pants, neither of which she'd taken off or changed out of when she'd left the house, she slid back into bed.
Well, I'll at least make a Roman post, lol. Delivery has arived. With Roman's present wrapped
Sorry, but at least it's a good read, right?


It was indeed a good read. I'll probably just post soon. I was trying to wait on Fey, but I haven't heard anything.
@Happy Go Lucky you're fine. No sweat :)
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