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Post by Slender Man on Feb 28, 2010 22:55:09 GMT -5
He shook his head. "I'm not trying to 'take command', Kate. I'm AUTHORIZED to have command over this OP, whether you like it or not! And I don't know about you, but I think someone leading us would PREVENT problems happening from fighting."
Slowly, the man moved his arms up, crossing them over his chest. "I want us out of here as much as you do Kate, and yes, me knowing about it DOES give me authority. Why are you trying to fight me?"
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Post by Serenity on Feb 28, 2010 22:59:25 GMT -5
"I'm not fighting. Do you assume when I'm speaking seriously that I'm fighting?" retorted Kate, frowning. "All I'm saying is: no leaders. I'm not following your orders, I'll follow what the team decides on," she added.
"Understand?"
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Post by Mike McManus on Feb 28, 2010 23:04:40 GMT -5
"ONE-fisttohisface TWO-fiststohisface THREE-fiststohisface..." Mike said, pulling himself up as easily as a toddler picks up a sippy-cup. His corded muscles barly even registered the movement but it still served as an outlet for his stress. He continued, being sure to add "fiststohisface" at the end of every number, until he hit 100.
He hopped down and started some stretching. He was a brawler but Mike knew a bit about exotic fighting arts. He was no pro at anything but regular ol' fist fights but he could do near-perfect yoga stances and the odd amount of judo and karate. Any real student of either art would take him down easily, unless of course, Mike got in one solid punch.
Breathing out air like a smoker exhailing a puff of their brand of poisen, he decided perhaps he would see if the booze he and Kate got from Gavin's included some whiskey. Preferablly some Crown Royal.
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Post by Andrew/Crystal on Feb 28, 2010 23:08:22 GMT -5
Gavin went to the hall and pulled Faye into the room handing her her inhaler. It was sad business.
"Faye, look maybe we shouldn't um....be together. Um when this whole thing ends I'm gonna be on the run probably and I uh....."
Suddenly he heard something from the bathroom shower. Jake and Mia's voices. He realized what they were doing and glanced at his surroundings. A bed. A closet. Multiple places. 'Oh my god I freakin want to do it.'
He was sick. He wanted to sleep with someone who he didn't know if he could seriously be with. Sick. Sick. He went over and kissed her in a long and passionate kiss.
"My god I love you. I'm sorry for that." he said kissing her again.
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Post by Slender Man on Feb 28, 2010 23:13:55 GMT -5
He nodded. "I guess I see what your saying.."
Don't like it, but whatever.
"I can understand it, at least.." his voice trailed off for a few moments before he spoke up again. "Alright, I guess you win. I'll stop trying to lead everyone.. I'm sorry, I think my opinion of you has been a bit unfair."
"So, no leaders, whole team together? Good stuff."
He clapped his hands together, smiling. "By the way, if we're going without leaders, you shouldn't have to call me by "The Overseer" anymore. Just call me Jack. "
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Post by Serenity on Feb 28, 2010 23:19:21 GMT -5
Jack. Ha, thought Kate. She smiled at that name. "Jack, I like that. Nice, simple name. Better than 'Overseer', that's for sure," she smirked. "Alright, Jack, glad we got this out of the way."
Kate was about to walk off but suddenly turned around and held out her hand, propping her rifle on her shoulder again. "Hey, how 'bout we start over?" she offered.
"Corporal Katherine Connors, but you can call me Kate."
"But don't call me Katie. I'll cut you."
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Post by Mike McManus on Feb 28, 2010 23:24:02 GMT -5
Mike walked back to the kitchen and started digging around the supplies he and Kate scavenged from Gavin's house. To his dismay, there was no Crown Royal but there was a a half a fifth of some Jack left.
"Ahh, Jack, you are my third closest friend..." he said aloud, popping the top off and taking a good, long draw off the bottle. "Oooo...you burn SO good." He felt a little guilty that he didn't drink Irish whiskey but seeing as how he didn't really follow the Irish traditions, he just grinned and took another pull. Letting out a sigh, he popped the lid back on. Feeling a little refreshed and happy due to the booze, he went off to find Kate to offer her some.
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Post by Slender Man on Feb 28, 2010 23:28:57 GMT -5
Simple name? Weird compliment.. then again, Overseer is a weird name in comparison to Jack.. wait, cut me?
"Better then getting impaled." He quipped, taking her hand. His gloved hand seemed to dwarf hers, but he couldn't help but notice that she had as strong a grip as him. "Alright, I'm Jack Bailey."
He looked up suddenly, hearing footsteps. "Oh boy, looks like I get to make even more friends." the man said, sarcastic.
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Post by Serenity on Feb 28, 2010 23:33:01 GMT -5
Jack Bailey, she thought to herself, making sure to remember. "I don't know, my cuts can be really bad," she chuckled, dropping the gun again so she could lift it with both hands.
Both of them heard footsteps and looked up. She smirked a little at his comment, "The more the merrier, huh?" She looked at the doorway and saw it was Mike, with a bottle of Jack in his hands. Nice, I could use a drink.
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Post by Shaun on Feb 28, 2010 23:43:26 GMT -5
Bolting upright in his bed with a gasp, the white-haired, large frame of Terrence made itself obvious as a silhouette against the wall. He was almost liek a pale ghost, a treasure trove of memories and other such notions. He had fallen asleep meditating after his talk with Faye, and now felt extremely relaxed.
Hearing voices from the next room, hushed, yet intense whispers, the blue-eyed figured made his way into the hallway, and heard the noises from the athroom. He placed his ear to the door, a little bewildered...
"Just fuck me."
The lanky man popped away from the door, frightened and confused, having never heard such language in all his life. He knew what it signified, but he had never really until this moment considered the implications of all those movies he'd seen, spending time in hotel rooms late at night. This, why this was just bizzare. Point blank, it had sounded like Mia but Terrence didn't think that made any sense, so shook his head and decided it must have been Kate, or one of the other women in the household.
Deciding privacy was best given to the couple, whomever they were inside the bathroom, Terrence began making his way back downstairs, descending the flight that led down towards the kitchen area. He heard light conversation going on, and what sounded like the Overseer's voice resounding up the walls, al ittle louder than usual.
'Good, maybe now some planning can be done...'
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Post by Shaun on Mar 1, 2010 0:09:51 GMT -5
"...like I get ot make more new friends..."
Blue eyes flashing down the stairwell corridor, his bangs framing his vision, Terrence finally reached the bottom of the steps, and looked out into the room he had entered while examining it's occupants.
Kate was standing next to someone new, someone Terrence didn't recognize. The white-haired man's eyes flickered over this newcomer's face, examining the black hair, the brown eyes, sharp nose...blinking a bit and taking one step backwards, Terrence tripped, and fell down the steps.
He'd never been more flustered in all his life.
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Post by Serenity on Mar 1, 2010 0:54:44 GMT -5
((Shaun's going to eventually fix up his post since the stairs don't lead into the room in between the kitchen and the living room. So, in any case, act like he isn't there since Terrence hasn't made himself known to them.))
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Post by Mike McManus on Mar 1, 2010 4:08:18 GMT -5
"Hey Kate," Mike started upon seeing her, flashing a grin, "I found some of this here Jack and felt maybe you can I could..." He stopped that sentence a little short, seeing the Overseer again.
"Well, well, so tell me, Do we all get a special mask of protection from mind-f**ck-y like you or do we all have to kill off squads of good men and women first?" Mike asked, his previous anger bubbling up again. He crossed his large, powerful arms over his chest and, if it was possible, actually puffed out his enormous chest to look even bigger. "Better question: Is there anything else that...I dunno, MAYBE YOU SHOULD SHARE WITH THE REST OF THE F**KING CLASS, "SIR?" You know...like what this thing can do, what we can do to prevent it, and I think I heard Terrence mention something about a guy with a mask..."
((OOC: Mike doesn't know Terrence is there, he is just remembering something he heard earlier.))
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Post by Serenity on Mar 1, 2010 14:32:31 GMT -5
Katherine stepped up to Mike and pressed a hand against Mike's chest, pushing him back a bit. "Mike...calm down," she told him softly, already loathing the in-fighting in the group. "We're all going to share what we know about this thing soon, don't get angry."
She leaned up a bit to press a kiss to his cheek, hoping it would calm him down a little. "Relax, m'kay?" She didn't care if Jack saw.
Kate slowly grabbed the bottle of Jack from his hand and took a swig of it, handing it back to him. "Thanks, needed that," she smirked, loving the burning sensation it left. "Mm." We need more of that here.
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Post by Mike McManus on Mar 1, 2010 15:26:44 GMT -5
At first, Mike thought Katherine was taking the side of that jacka** and his blood started to boil, but upon feeling her kiss his cheek, he did something he hadn't done in all his adult life. He backed down from a potential fight.
In addition, he almost immediately realized that, in truth, he wasn't really mad at the Overseer. In fact, if anything, he had the jerk to thank for his new family. It was only now that he realized that he just had his first taste of jealousy. He felt its sting but didn't recognize it for what it was and he made himself to look like a total jerk because of it. Feeling sheepish, he offered an apology and watched Kate take a swig of the Jack.
"Listen...sir...whatever your name is. Clearly I...I overreacted. Here, a peace-offering." he said, motioning Kate to pass the bottle to the Overseer for a swig as well.
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