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Post by titee on Feb 20, 2016 20:09:03 GMT -6
Cheri brought their hands to their face, cheeks colored and eyelashes batting... though without their false lashes on there wasn't much to bat. "No... that's not true. At least not right now," Their hands settled down to fiddle with the collar of their shirt as Cheri then brought their eyes up to look at their now confirmed soulmate. When Cheri first agreed to do take part in this project it was with the ulterior motive of simply getting out of the house and making friends, their father even spent a lot of money on... that... But now, the idea of getting closer to their soulmate seemed like a fine one indeed. "You look quite lovely though, Galystris." - Iksel had been left with his hands his his pockets, jaw grinding in annoyance. He tapped the heel of his foot, watching the discourse between Nace and Alraada and more importantly, started to make the connecting that her boyfriend, the guy in the green Halloween costume, had too little of a backbone to do anything about it.
It pissed him off.
He didn't know who he was more pissed of at, or who to confront, but the whole situation grinded his gears and his interlocking teeth. Just as the shark made his decision, a woman approached him.
He turned to her, much more aggressively than he meant to. "So what if I am?!"
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Post by ChibiGissy on Feb 20, 2016 20:25:14 GMT -6
Maicy wondered what's up. Is everything with Aberdeen is going okay?
Maicy nodded
"Sure thing!"
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Giaile became irritated with the way Iksel respond to her.
"Okay, wow. I'm sorry that I set you off like that. Sheesh!"
Giaile sighed of annoyance. She thought to herself.
"I think this might be Miss Piami's soulmate....fucking wow..."
Meanwhile, Piami is still dancing in the dance. She just finished.
"Hoooowweee!! I'm all done!"
She walks out of dance room and wander about to see what she can do.
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Post by cassiroll on Feb 20, 2016 22:07:50 GMT -6
Cyrus smirked a bit wider, raising an eyebrow with some measure of surprise. With how quickly the luchador was to jump to action, he was expecting the same behavior out of the ex as well. Well I didn't get punched in the face off the bat. That's a good start. "My my, I've never been so flattered by a writing utensil before. Tell ya what, Highlighter. You know what'll really get me all hot and bothered? If you and the green ranger over there keep your crap between the two of you." He lightly patted the kid on the shoulder as she looked up at him in his peripheral vision, still maintaining eyecontact with the newcomer. "Quite frankly I don't give a shit why you're here or what 'point' you're trying to prove. Although, wearing a wedding ring from a failed relationship is really fuckin' bizarre," he sneered before gesturing to Alraada. "But you should probably keep your passive aggressive foreplay to yourselves and not involve a third party. That really isn't the best way to make friends~" He stared over at Vale for a moment. Still not doing a damn thing. Nace laughed again, his hands up once more like he'd been caught red handed. "You're right, you're right! I came on much too strongly. Imagine my surprise when I come to this stupid experiment just to discover the guy who fucked up my life is still walking around," He put his hands on his hips. "But fine by me. You want to play house with someone you know nothing about? That's cool. Do either of you even know what unorthodox wrestling is? Or was, for that matter, since it's been outlawed. Probably not! I'm sure the government wanted to keep that little shit show on the down low." He held up his hand with the ring still on it and smirked at Cyrus. "And this? Sure, it was a wedding ring at one point, but I've had it for way longer than that. Everyone in my family does. I'm not going to let that asshole fuck up one of the few things I own in this damn world. If you hadn't noticed, I'm not even wearing it on the correct hand anymore. I'm not that much of a creep." He closed his hand into a fist and gestured over to the treadmills. "You think I'm all bad? Let's have a chat, get to know each other. See if you still think I'm the bad guy here." Vale finally made his way over to the group, although he was visibly shaking, from fear or anger was unclear. "You stop this." He said to Nace. The red haired man gasped in mock shock. "Oh, Vale! What a surprise! You finally come over when I start threatening you. Didn't see that one coming!" He laughed, slapping a hand on the green man's shoulder. "I'll make a deal with you. If you can outlast me on the treadmill, I'll leave. Highest setting. How's that?" Vale narrowed his eye, swiping the other's hand away. "You know I'll beat you." "Oh, of course! My stamina is shit. So there isn't a problem here. Right?" Vale glanced over at the others before nodding. "Fine. But you pack up and you leave tonight, got it?" "So serious! I really did piss you off, didn't I?" Nace started to make his way over to the equipment. "A quick race and I'm gone! Come along then, just imagine we're in a training session and you'll beat me in no time flat!" |
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Post by LadyAurablade on Feb 20, 2016 22:51:24 GMT -6
"No." He commented, plainly "Yoga itself isn't fun, but the rewards of it sure are~! The flexibility that comes along with practicing yoga every now and then makes the whole pointless exercise much more worth it." The man began raising his legs to sit straight up, getting ready for another pose as he turned his head to look at Alti. He raised an eyebrow at him. "Y'know, I didn't take you as one for small talk. You seemed a lot more..... straightforward in the cafe~ Something bothering you?" He said, half-heartily. "Well, for some I guess it's worth the trouble," he mused, the same devious look from earlier taking hold of his features once again as he turned his body over completely to face the other. "but like i said before," Alti took a few steps toward Amil and with his feet about shoulder-width apart, he slowly slid them away from each other as he slowly descended into a front split. "with a body like mine, things like that come... naturally." Alti leaned forward onto his elbows, holding his head in his hands as he looked up at Amil with that same complacent smile. The gesture wasn't made with any intention to truly impress; it was merely a demonstration representative of more to come. But he didn't expect Amil to understand, really. "Nope! Can't say anything's wrong over here. Just stretching with my new 'friend', is all~" he chimed before his cheery smile abruptly morphed into another smirk, the man shifting his weight onto one hand while the other fell flat to the ground, fingers tapping on the floor's surface. "Why?" he inquired, his voice softening as he flashed another sharp-toothed grin. "You wanna comfort me?" he teased, the warmth from earlier beginning to stir again. |
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Post by MonkeyandMooseInc on Feb 20, 2016 23:12:15 GMT -6
"Well, for some I guess it's worth the trouble," he mused, the same devious look from earlier taking hold of his features once again as he turned his body over completely to face the other. "but like i said before," Alti took a few steps toward Amil and with his feet about shoulder-width apart, he slowly slid them away from each other as he slowly descended into a front split. "with a body like mine, things like that come... naturally." Alti leaned forward onto his elbows, holding his head in his hands as he looked up at Amil with that same complacent smile. The gesture wasn't made with any intention to truly impress; it was merely a demonstration representative of more to come. But he didn't expect Amil to understand, really. "Nope! Can't say anything's wrong over here. Just stretching with my new 'friend', is all~" he chimed before his cheery smile abruptly morphed into another smirk, the man shifting his weight onto one hand while the other fell flat to the ground, fingers tapping on the floor's surface. "Why?" he inquired, his voice softening as he flashed another sharp-toothed grin. "You wanna comfort me?" he teased, the warmth from earlier beginning to stir again. Amil watched as the man's legs slid down on either side of him until he was touching the floor, a smirk painted across Amil's face. "Well, aren't you the lucky one~" He mused "Some of us aren't so... naturally gifted." Amil took on a shoulder stand position (( The Position)) as he continued to speak. "I've had to work quite a bit to get as limber as I am now~" He giggled. The man chuckled as Alti's suggestive attitude seemed to return. "Oh, just curious is all. Have to look out for my 'friend,' after all~ Especially after such a warm welcome!" He cooed. "I'd love to comfort you any way I could, but I'm sure you have Cyrus for that." He smirked at the man before looking back towards the ceiling.
Aberdeen trotted over to the weights, not wasting any time on the small stuff and immediately laying down on one of the benches. They grabbed the weight and lifted with all their might, their arms shooting straight up into the air. They were in shock for a moment, but recalled they hadn't actually added anything onto it. The last person to use it was benching 150. Aberdeen rolled their eyes internally and began throwing on some disks, hoping to take their mind off of everything. When they stacked on an extra 70 pounds, Aberdeen retook their position and began lifting once more. This was more along the lines of what they were used to, the fighter showing no apparent difficulty while doing so. They needed to just keep themself preoccupied while everything else worked itself out. Just don't get into a damn fight... |
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Post by not u on Feb 20, 2016 23:12:55 GMT -6
"You're right, you're right! I came on much too strongly. Imagine my surprise when I come to this stupid experiment just to discover the guy who fucked up my life is still walking around," He put his hands on his hips. "But fine by me. You want to play house with someone you know nothing about? That's cool. Do either of you even know what unorthodox wrestling is? Or was, for that matter, since it's been outlawed. Probably not! I'm sure the government wanted to keep that little shit show on the down low." He held up his hand with the ring still on it and smirked at Cyrus. "And this? Sure, it was a wedding ring at one point, but I've had it for way longer than that. Everyone in my family does. I'm not going to let that asshole fuck up one of the few things I own in this damn world. If you hadn't noticed, I'm not even wearing it on the correct hand anymore. I'm not that much of a creep." He closed his hand into a fist and gestured over to the treadmills. "You think I'm all bad? Let's have a chat, get to know each other. See if you still think I'm the bad guy here." Cyrus smirked as he listened to the Highlighter ramble on and on and shove not just words but entire sentences into his and Alraada's mouths. He's got a bigger mouth than me, he snarked to himself in near disbelief, crossing his arms. While he wasn't too particularly interested in his personal history with the citrus cyborg, nor was he surprised that Vale had apparently always been as shit of a partner as he was now, his comment about the "unorthodox wrestling" somewhat piqued his curiosity. Cyrus laughed and brushed off the first half of his tirade, preferring to hone in on the much more compelling portion of that wordy rant. "Well now you've caught my attention for real, bud. Don't particularly care about the nitty gritty details about you and your fluorescent hubby but I've heard an earful about the Beach Towel's kill count and unorthodox wrestling. That oughta be a rather... interesting story," he chuckled, tilting his head towards the treadmills and heading in that direction, glancing over his shoulder as he heard a commotion from the one-eyed wrestler. Took ya long enough, asshole.
Vale narrowed his eye, swiping the other's hand away. "You know I'll beat you." "Oh, of course! So there isn't a problem here. Right?" Vale glanced over at the others before nodding. "Fine. But you pack up and you leave tonight, got it?" "So serious! I really did piss you off, didn't I?" Nace started to make his way over to the equipment. "A quick race and I'm gone! Come along then, just imagine we're in a training session and you'll beat me in no time flat!" The scientist chuckled and shook his head as he typed in his preferred settings on the machine before starting it up. He wasn't remotely impressed with the luchador's sudden display of valiance, just a tad bit late there, eh Beach Towel?, nor did he particularly care to get involved with their little lover's quarrel. Yanking out his headphones from his pocket, he popped them into his ear and scrolled the volume down a couple of notches, allowing the background jabbering to mix with his music. Just in case things start to get a little... 'windy' in here. After all, this 'race' did involve the combative and over-competitive stringbean. It was certainly in the realm of possibility. |
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Post by Emily on Feb 21, 2016 0:30:41 GMT -6
Alraada cocked an eyebrow. Sure, what she aid was rude, but he went off like this? If she hadn't seen this guy being an assoholic bitch previously, she would've felt bad. "All I said was recommend you meet new friends. Maybe spill your backstory to someone who can actually help with all that? I would help if I could." Her tone implied she probably wouldn't. He continued to go off about vale, until vale actually stepped in. She fet something else briefly. Relief? The feeling of being cared for? Well, no...those feelings were irrational. Vale justifiably probably didnt care about her yet...and if he ever did, shed be surprised. Well, back at the party, knocked over that tree. She shook the thought from her head. No one has and ever will do anything like that for her. She wasn't worth it. She popped back into the conversation, and Nace has challenged Vale to a...treadmill race? Putting something as important as their ability to stay in the experiment on something like this? "There has to be a catch..." She muttered, distrustfully. |
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Post by LadyAurablade on Feb 21, 2016 0:50:45 GMT -6
Amil watched as the man's legs slid down on either side of him until he was touching the floor, a smirk painted across Amil's face. "Well, aren't you the lucky one~" He mused "Some of us aren't so... naturally gifted." Amil took on a shoulder stand position (( The Position)) as he continued to speak. "I've had to work quite a bit to get as limber as I am now~" He giggled. The man chuckled as Alti's suggestive attitude seemed to return. "Oh, just curious is all. Have to look out for my 'friend,' after all~ Especially after such a warm welcome!" He cooed. "I'd love to comfort you any way I could, but I'm sure you have Cyrus for that." He smirked at the man before looking back towards the ceiling.
"That's nice~" he hummed, tilting his head down slightly and closing his eyes as the other man returned to focusing on his position. A low chuckle escaped his lips at Amil's response to his earlier gesture. You think that's warm, sweetie? Hmph. "Well, I'll be sure to pull you away if he ever disappoints, 'kay?" He ceased his tapping, taking full opportunity of the other man's silence to extinguish the flames within himself in some sad attempt at calming himself down. This didn't work, and the man found himself tapping at the floor once again, his eyes flying open at the addition of a whole new noise mixing in with the one he was making. A distant muttering in the background brought Alti up off his arms, the man turning his head to face the door after he sat up. "Well, what do we have here?" he mumbled to no one in particular. Without even bothering to beckon the other over --Amil seemed pretty preoccupied with whatever the heck he was doing-- Alti got up out of his stretch and walked closer to the door, a slight smile reaching his mouth as he peered in on the group, specifically the rotten vegetable and his colorful ex. A competition, huh? |
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Post by cassiroll on Feb 21, 2016 0:53:11 GMT -6
Vale and Nace both got onto a machine, setting them to a slow start.
“Try to take it easy on me, alright?” Nace said as he started to raise the speed.
Vale glanced over at him, eye narrowed. “What the hell are you up to.”
“Me? Up to something? Come on now, Vale, you know me! ‘Everything on your person is fair game’. Does it look like I’m carrying a knife or a gun or some shit?” He stretched out his hands, allowing Vale a moment to look him over before going back to slowly upping the speed. “I’m playing by the rules we know, don’t worry. If I smuggled a bomb in my ass we’d both be in some deep trouble right now.” He laughed, starting to run as the speed picked up. “Come on, don’t leave me hanging, bae! You gotta match me here.”
“Stop calling me that,” Vale muttered, pressing the button. In a few more moments, the two were running at the fastest speed the machine could simulate. Nace was sweating, but keeping up rather well. “Looks like that stamina of yours has improved.”
“Vale, you’re killing me here. I’m throwing out all this banter and this is the shit you’re giving me? Please.” He turned around on the treadmill, running backwards now. “So I’ve done some training! Had to find a new job after all that went down. Got into that fancy pants pro wrestling for a while, but old habits die hard. Put one two many people in the hospital for matches I was supposed to throw and bam, out on my ass again. But it turns out underground fighting is still a viable option! Not legal, like unorthodox wrestling was, but still pays the bills. And you know all the people down there who have crap up their sleeves? Man, I’m glad it’s not as big a deal for someone to die in that crowd. All those fucking bastards made me sick to even fight.”
“Are you going somewhere with this?” Vale muttered, gritting his teeth as he tried to ignore that Nace was showing off. He still had stamina that could far out last any non-supernatural aura, especially since his limbs weren’t actually doing any work. He had to keep his exes words from bothering him. He had to win, it was the only way for this mess to be over. “I really don’t care what you’ve been up to.”
“Yeah, I am,” Nace said, turning back around. “Your kind disgust me, you know that? All you fucking cowards hiding behind those auras like they make you better than the rest of us who have to work hard to get where we are. And all you gotta do is turn on some damn switch in your god damn mind and boom, presto! Easy win.” He glared at Vale, the cocky nature evaporating as their conversation got more heated. “You fucking lied to us, and you think you can get off scott free. Just go into hiding and forget any of it ever happened. I spent years trying to find you, and its this stupid experiment of all things that drags your ass back into the sunlight. And you’re trying to find love of all things? It’s like you’re spitting in my fucking face. You pretend to be normal, you pretend to fight for us, you pretend like you give a damn, and then just like that it’s over. But you’re all like that. Thank god there are people like me.”
“You can stop talking any time now,” Vale hissed, looking around the gym warily.
“Why? You don’t care if people know your kill count or your profession, but you care if they know about that? Please, you fucking hypocrite. Stop being a child.”
Nace’s machine suddenly jerked violently. “I mean it. Shut your mouth.”
Nace almost lost his footing, but grabbed onto the sides of the machine, cackling. “Oh, there’s the Vale I know!” He practically screamed as he tried to regain his pacing. “Keep it up! Win the way you always do!”
Vale turned his head away from him, focusing entirely on running now. He’s trying to psyche you out. Just ignore him. He’ll tire out eventually, even if it takes all day.
Nace was breathing heavily at this point, his theatrics catching up with him. But he didn’t seem worried. There was a wild look in his eye as he continued to stare Vale down. “You wanna fuckin’ pull this shit? Fine.” He grinned wickedly, saying the one thing he knew would surely capture the wrestler’s attention. “Cheaters never truly win.”
Vale’s head snapped towards him, anger burning in his left eye. “It’s not fucking---.”
He looked over just in time to see Nace twist the gem on his ring, and in an instant, Vale lost complete control of his limbs. He fell face down onto the treadmill, his head slamming against it as he skidded off the edge. Nace turned off his machine only moments later, pretending to be concerned. “Oh no, dude, are you okay! Shit man, I didn’t realize you were this bad!” He turned over to where Alraada was, with an expression that to anyone who didn’t know him incredibly close would look real. “Hey, you! Do you have any of his medicine on you? I think he overdid it!”
Vale was barely able to move his mouth as he tried to look up at Nace from the floor, his body almost completely unresponsive to his commands. “W-What…” He wasn’t able to get out anything more than that.
Nace lifted Vale's head into his lap. “Hey, calm down, bae. It’ll be fine.” Although he still wore that fake expression of concern, his eyes reflected that wild look Vale had seen as he’d twisted his ring. He reached back over to it and flipped it back into its original position. “You’re looking better already~.”
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Post by MonkeyandMooseInc on Feb 21, 2016 1:09:19 GMT -6
An array of shouting followed by a loud thump got Aberdeen's attention. They distinctly heard the word 'cheater' amongst all things and immediately set the weight down and shot up from the bench, almost positive that Vale had knocked Nace's ass out. Upon looking towards the treadmills, however, it appeared to be quite the opposite. Vale was collapsed on the floor with Nace by his side. Aberdeen could feel their aura turning red, beginning to get pissed off at the recklessness going on in the gym.
"Just when you think you can escape it..." They whispered to themself "Sorry, Maicy. I'm gonna have a little word with these two." They stood up from the bench and walked over to where the action took place. "What the actual FUCK are you two doing?" They shouted, starting to let their anger take control. "Take your petty-ass disputes somewhere else! There are people who are trying to exercise here!" Their arm began visibly twitching, but they quickly got a hold of themself.
Amil was jolted to attention as something heavy hit the ground from outside the room. He quickly laid down on the mat and sprung up to see Alti watching all this commotion from the door. Upon further inspection, it seemed his 'soulmate' and the luchador they had just apologized to had gotten into some sort of dispute. Not very surprising, given Nace had been very adamant about bothering Vale. Amil simply giggled to himself.
"Seems things are getting interesting out there. Care to take a look~?" Without waiting for a response from Alti, Amil stepped out of the room and began walking towards the two. Deciding not to get involved however, he sat down on an elliptical and simply tried to listen in on the conversation.
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Post by ChibiGissy on Feb 21, 2016 1:25:11 GMT -6
Maicy nodded
She continued to lift the weights she is lifting. Maicy began to grow annoyed with people are STILL fighting.
Why the ever loving fuck are people still fighting at the worse time...?
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Piami walked around more
She had a glimpse of what's going on in the vicinity.
"What's going on???"
She sees that there's confrontation going about. This worries Piami.
"Oh dear! Giaile!"
Giaile heard Piami's cry. She says to Iksel.
"Oh! Please excuse me. Miss Piami is calling me"
Giaile rushes to Piami.
"Miss Piami, what is it you need?"
"Confrontation!" Piami points to what's happening.
Giaile saws what's going on.
"Miss Piami, stay put. We may have to be aware of what's to come."
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Post by Emily on Feb 21, 2016 1:30:09 GMT -6
Alraada watched intently, listening to the conversation between the two, ready to jump in on the chance that something dangerous, until... “You fucking lied to us, and you think you can get off scott free. Just go into hiding and forget any of it ever happened. I spent years trying to find you, and its this stupid experiment of all things that drags your ass back into the sunlight. And you’re trying to find love of all things? It’s like you’re spitting in my fucking face. You pretend to be normal, you pretend to fight for us, you pretend like you give a damn, and then just like that it’s over. But you’re all like that. Thank god there are people like me.” Alraada heard Nace's idea about supernatural auras. People like him... People like him belong in hell. Her fists clenched tightly, remembering those...people... The ones she... She was prepared to head over, until she saw vale collapse. She stopped for a minute, but continued over when he got up. "Get away!" She called. Alraada stood across from nace, a glint of extreme anger in her eye. "You made him fall,didn't you?! You people are all the same, hating someone for something they can't control....wanting to rip the bit of power they may have in a world trying to rip it from their hands and limit their freedom..." Alraada said aloud, as if speaking from expirience. She laid a hand on Vale's shoulder protectively, but her eyes were still locked firmly. "I don't want to see your face again, you poor excuse of a human being. Laugh it off, I bet you will, but know from the bottom of my heart I think every single person who has your mindset should burn in hell." Irrational, yes. Did she care one bit? Hell no. These were the kinds of people who ripped the lives away from people like vale... These were the kinds of people no ripped the lives away from people like her |
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Post by not u on Feb 21, 2016 1:32:15 GMT -6
{Spoiler - Click to View} 
The competitive banter faded into garbled background noise as the scientist kept jogging at his own pace, more interested in endurance than speed. This battle between the brightly colored exes wasn't any of his business, but for the sake of Lettuce and the rest of the contestants he hoped this little contest would put all of their petty garbage to rest.
He panted softly as he kept his running steady, stumbling a bit when he heard a sudden loud sound erupt from one of the machines. Immediately his head snapped towards the Highlighter ex who now was gripping to the sides of the treadmill, the entire piece of equipment appearing to vibrate. Looks like it's about to get a little 'windy' in here huh. Frowning a bit, he continued to glance out of the corner of his eye at the two as the shouting got heated, slipping one of his earbuds out of his ear. That's when another loud thud hit Cyrus's ears, the man holding onto the side bars to steady himself as he fully caved to the curiosity and turned his head towards the source of the noise. Jaw dropped, the scientist gaped in shock as the watermelon luchador fell tumbling down and was limply ejected from the treadmill. Holy fucking shit! Immediately he tapped the speed down a few more ticks to be a fast walking pace, the headphones now completely freed from his ears, frowning and listening to the following events. Thankfully Aberdeen seemed to be taking action, Cyrus sighing with some measure of relief. What a fucking shitshow.
That's when Lettuce's shouts hit his ears. "Get away!" She called. Alraada stood across from nace, a glint of extreme anger in her eye. "You made him fall,didn't you?! You people are all the same, hating someone for something they can't control....wanting to rip the bit of power they may have in a world trying to rip it from their hands and limit their freedom..." Alraada said aloud, as if speaking from expirience. She laid a hand on Vale's shoulder protectively, but her eyes were still locked firmly. "I don't want to see your face again, you poor excuse of a human being. Laugh it off, I bet you will, but know from the bottom of my heart I think every single person who has your mindset should burn in hell." Cyrus raised an eyebrow, not having been paying attention to the previous banter. It was very obvious to him that he was surrounded by supernaturals, including his own soulmate. And while many of the aspects were... uncomfortable to him for varying reasons, he never understood the irrational hatred or fear behind it. Is that what their petty squabbling was about just now? He grimaced to himself. This shitshow was about to get a whole lot shittier. |
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Post by titee on Feb 21, 2016 3:31:45 GMT -6
Cheri's attention turned towards the commotion by the treadmills just in time to hear Nace's thoughts on people with... different auras. A grimace form on their face, as they tried too look away, but failed to snap their attention from the scene. As Vale's body suddenly toppled over Cheri let out a small but frightened cry, hands instinctual shooting up to their hood and tugging it close. Alraada's outburst made the whole situation worse. Cheri's eyes became glued to their feet, still nervously tugging on their hood. - The show Nace and Vale put on was all Iksel could take. He was fuming, teeth gashed and fists clenched. He had half the mind to go over there and punch the both of them in the face, but having broken up so many fights as a lifeguard he thought better of it.
Though he was still going to let it be known he was pissed off.
"The fuck are you doing?!" Iksel stormed over, stopping a bit too close to Nace and Vale. He squatted down, arms draped across his knees and face right in Nace's. "This shit show's been going on far to long, and I've got a feeling it's exactly what you came here to do. Well none of us are entertained by either of you, and if you do anything else to this little lady-" The blue haired lug turned to the side and spat directly at Vale's face, "-You're answering to me. I keep pieces of shit like you in line for a living."
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Post by ChibiGissy on Feb 21, 2016 8:40:25 GMT -6
Maicy heard Alraada's outburst. Just what the hell is going on?! She stopped what she was doing a walk over to see what was going on. This is only the forth day and already hell is breaking lose.. She notice that Piami and Giaile are standing to see what the fuck is going on as well.
"Oh! Maicy!" Piami cried "Will you be able to help stop this?"
"Miss Piami, I'm not too sure if Maicy would handle a fight like this."
"Giaile.." Miacy said with serious tone with her voice "Can you find the masterminds running this..."
"You mean the two scientists?"
"Yes..this is the second time people are fighting for whatever the fuck reason reason.."
"Oh shit....I'll find them. Let's go, Miss Piami."
"I wanna stay to see if how this situation goes."
Giaile sighed at what Piami said.
"Okay, fine." Giaile looks at Maicy and continues with a serious tone of voice "Maicy, until Miss Piami finds her soulmate, she is your responsiblity. Also, try to keep chill with this."
"I will."
"Good. I'll find the two scientists."
Giaile left to find the two scientists. Maicy sighed to cool herself down. She looked at Piami.
"Well, stay put because I'm about to say what needed to be said."
Maicy walked into the room where the confrontation is happening.
"Okay. Time out. I have no idea what's going on but the fighting needs to stop. I get that some people will have beef with each other or not like each other but there's a thing called 'Staying away from each other'."
Piami's enter in.
"Maicy's right! I know we had to stay for...three months, is it? But when we could just only hang out with people with like and get along with. Not those that we don't like or hurt us. You know what I mean?"
"See, Piami gets what I'm saying."
Maicy looked at Aberdeen for a moment. While she had every right to be annoyed about this confrontation, she felt bad that shown how upset she was about the situation when they're around.
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