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Post by Deleted on Dec 25, 2016 12:06:26 GMT -5
{Cool} Steven would be her best bet. He doesn't play favorites from what she has noticed. Maddie and Kori leaving wouldn't change anything for him. Did he ever talk to them? Belle wasn't sure, she only saw Steven talk to her like a genuine friend compared to anyone else. At least he wouldn't yell at her for telling them to leave. Rolf would only curse her in Greek or something of the sort before getting stressed about something else. That medic always had something to be worried about.
Belle couldn't continue holding all of these weapons and see Steven, it would look very odd. She quickly made her way to her office and placed the katana behind her desk, and locked the rifle in hee gun safe. However, she held onto her gun. She never went anywhere without it.
Belle dashed again for Steven's room and halted before knocking to regain her composure and maybe fix her a hair a bit (even if it was underneath her hat). She knocked on the door in a casual fashion. "Steven? Can I come in?" She assumed he knew who it was if he was familiar with her voice.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 25, 2016 12:07:39 GMT -5
(I might genderbend Steven's replacement just in case you wanna get Ben a lover. Lol) {Lol, maybe. I'll see how it would work with his character}
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Post by Sabby The Caddy on Dec 25, 2016 12:15:33 GMT -5
(I'm not gonna genderbend I keep forgetting I have Eliza, Sonia, and another one.)
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Post by Sabby The Caddy on Dec 25, 2016 12:34:44 GMT -5
Steven calmly laid in the imprisonment of the bed. He had fought being tied up for the first day though he went silent after that, this entire week he hadn't spoke a word to anyone. Not to Rolf, or any of the other medics who would pop their heads in. He merely watched the ceiling the entire time. The pain of his arm still flared along, he had refused to take any pills, and at some point Rolf finally decided to stop wasting morphine so just laid in their in pain calmly. The silence was soon interrupted by someone knocking on the door, and Steven sighed silently assuming it wasn't Rolf, it kinda of sounded like Belle. "He locked the door." He told her calmly his voice no longer carefree, no this time it was emotionless like a robot.
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The five remaining dead were put to a swift death after awhile once Calvin saw Eliza wasn't going to do anything besides cry. "This is over." He informed the crowd clearly annoyed by Eliza's whininess as he left the cage leaving the blind girl to stand there. He assumed someone would try to cheer her up, or Eliza would find her own way to her room and get over it by herself.
Eliza stood still the hook axe still in her arm as she heard the remaining dead get shot in a quick burst with a revolver clearly Calvin's doing. She waited a few moments for him to leave before she fumbled her way out of the cage thankfully she used to being blind at this point so she was able to move without getting hit by the cage.
(Sorry these are short, decided to get a quick response up before I leave~)
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Post by Nighteyes on Dec 25, 2016 12:39:28 GMT -5
'Willow!!!' Rolf roared, summoning his best friend to his office. 'The damn- THEY GOT INTO MY DRAWER!' He exclaimed, waving wildly at his wide-open drawer, quite clearly missing a decent amount of prescription medicine. 'I don't- I haven't left- I've been in here ALL DAY. I left for /five minutes/ to go check on Steven. I took my damn key!!!' He held it up to show her it was still hanging around his neck. 'Seriously!!! What is- I don't understand! How could ANYBODY be able to do that?' Willow stared, absolutely gobsmacked at the anger Rolf was showing. "I...I think we need to tell Belle..." She paused, then looked at him, biting her lip.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 25, 2016 13:12:27 GMT -5
Belle heard Steven clearly, and wished she hadn't. Steven didn't sound like Steven, he sounded like someone else. Someone who would be pessimistic or emotionless most of the time. Had losing his arm really impacted him that much? It could have been the fact that he was locked up in a room with little company but that shouldn't be a problem for Steven. He was normally by himself. "Of course he did." She grumbled before bending down to study the lock. "Should I try picking, kicking, or shooting the lock? I need to talk to you." Belle told him in a somewhat urgent voice. She needed the input of a non-biased person and Steven was as non-biased as you could get around here.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 25, 2016 13:59:28 GMT -5
{ Bloodrose I think it would be cool if like every however many pages we do something like Talking Dead (the talk show about the Walking Dead after a new episode) and ask characters questions about them. Like "what was going through your mind as you did this?" "Who would you rather go on a date with? This character or this character?" And so on. Idk, just an idea Sabby The Caddy Nighteyes, what do you think?}
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Post by Nighteyes on Dec 25, 2016 15:08:30 GMT -5
(I'm not sure I'd be able to do stuff like that tbh, its not my thing)
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Post by Bloodrose on Dec 25, 2016 15:14:36 GMT -5
{ Bloodrose I think it would be cool if like every however many pages we do something like Talking Dead (the talk show about the Walking Dead after a new episode) and ask characters questions about them. Like "what was going through your mind as you did this?" "Who would you rather go on a date with? This character or this character?" And so on. Idk, just an idea Sabby The Caddy Nighteyes, what do you think?} ((Ahahaha that would be fun 😂))
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Post by Bloodrose on Dec 25, 2016 15:16:34 GMT -5
'Willow!!!' Rolf roared, summoning his best friend to his office. 'The damn- THEY GOT INTO MY DRAWER!' He exclaimed, waving wildly at his wide-open drawer, quite clearly missing a decent amount of prescription medicine. 'I don't- I haven't left- I've been in here ALL DAY. I left for /five minutes/ to go check on Steven. I took my damn key!!!' He held it up to show her it was still hanging around his neck. 'Seriously!!! What is- I don't understand! How could ANYBODY be able to do that?' Willow stared, absolutely gobsmacked at the anger Rolf was showing. "I...I think we need to tell Belle..." She paused, then looked at him, biting her lip. 'I'm not telling belle squat about what happens in my ward.' Rolf growled, looking up at Willow. 'I wouldn't trust her with my keys nevermind my thief.' He began to pace, frowning and chewing his bottom lip. 'I can't even set up a small camera to catch them.' He paused. 'I might have to put an inside lock on my window first. Then I'll know if they're inside the building.'
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Post by Nighteyes on Dec 25, 2016 15:21:48 GMT -5
Willow paused, then nodded. "That could work. Unless they know another way into the building. Then that idea is made void." She chewed her lip, before sighing and sitting down.
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Post by Sabby The Caddy on Dec 25, 2016 15:38:32 GMT -5
(Lol of you guys want it'd be funny.)
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Post by Deleted on Dec 25, 2016 16:06:28 GMT -5
(Lol of you guys want it'd be funny.) {I think it would be hilarious}
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Post by Deleted on Dec 25, 2016 16:08:44 GMT -5
'I'm not telling belle squat about what happens in my ward.' Rolf growled, looking up at Willow. 'I wouldn't trust her with my keys nevermind my thief.' He began to pace, frowning and chewing his bottom lip. 'I can't even set up a small camera to catch them.' He paused. 'I might have to put an inside lock on my window first. Then I'll know if they're inside the building.' {I'm offended lol, and obviously I'm not Belle XD}
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Post by Bloodrose on Dec 25, 2016 16:43:42 GMT -5
Willow paused, then nodded. "That could work. Unless they know another way into the building. Then that idea is made void." She chewed her lip, before sighing and sitting down. Rolf shook his head and sat on his desk, before tiredly looking at her. 'Where would we be if none of this had happened?' He murmured, looking at her with soft eyes and a sad expression.
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Post by Bloodrose on Dec 25, 2016 16:45:25 GMT -5
((Rolf doesn't trust easily and especially not with loud, abrasive people. Khari used to beat the s*** out of him and he was constantly bullied and beaten up at school. He's had a life of violence and he finds it very difficult to trust anybody; rn he only trusts Willow, Maddie, Kori and Zero with anything- and even then he'd only trust Willow with his life))
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Post by Deleted on Dec 25, 2016 16:54:19 GMT -5
{Yeah I know, I'm just saying lol. Belle doesn't hide the fact that she doesn't like someone and will not hesitate to hold a grudge. When it comes to everyone as a whole, it's different than one on one if that makes sense. Wow I feel like we're doing Talking Dead rn XD
But when did you want to do Talking Dead? After a certain page number or on a certain day? (I.e. day of the week, month, etc.)}
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Post by Nighteyes on Dec 25, 2016 16:56:36 GMT -5
Willow paused, then nodded. "That could work. Unless they know another way into the building. Then that idea is made void." She chewed her lip, before sighing and sitting down. Rolf shook his head and sat on his desk, before tiredly looking at her. 'Where would we be if none of this had happened?' He murmured, looking at her with soft eyes and a sad expression. ((Nighteyes - Ralco - 20 - Standing at 5'11, Ralco has an impish face, topped off with a load of blond hair. He is thin, but well muscled, and can free run; his skills rivalling those of Akemi. He is normally a friendly person, but he also only thinks of himself in times of need. He is ADHD, almost as bad as Maddie is, and has been stealing supplies for a while. - Rogue - He is currently residing in a warehouse within the city, and can quite easily slip into, and out of the compound without any trouble at all. He hasn't been seen by anyone...yet.)) "I could think of several things." She said, leaning back in her seat and letting her head tip back. Her curls dropped down, hanging freely. "We'd.... We'd be in a job right now. Stuck with...other people...for hours."
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Post by Bloodrose on Dec 25, 2016 17:14:26 GMT -5
Rolf shook his head and sat on his desk, before tiredly looking at her. 'Where would we be if none of this had happened?' He murmured, looking at her with soft eyes and a sad expression. ((Nighteyes - Ralco - 20 - Standing at 5'11, Ralco has an impish face, topped off with a load of blond hair. He is thin, but well muscled, and can free run; his skills rivalling those of Akemi. He is normally a friendly person, but he also only thinks of himself in times of need. He is ADHD, almost as bad as Maddie is, and has been stealing supplies for a while. - Rogue - He is currently residing in a warehouse within the city, and can quite easily slip into, and out of the compound without any trouble at all. He hasn't been seen by anyone...yet.)) "I could think of several things." She said, leaning back in her seat and letting her head tip back. Her curls dropped down, hanging freely. "We'd.... We'd be in a job right now. Stuck with...other people...for hours." 'We're already stuck with other people for hours. In a job.' Rolf drily replied, looking at her with a slight twinge of annoyance and pain in his eyes, before swiftly looking away, cheeks a little red. 'Sorry.' He murmured. 'I didn't mean to snap.'
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Post by Nighteyes on Dec 25, 2016 17:33:58 GMT -5
((Nighteyes - Ralco - 20 - Standing at 5'11, Ralco has an impish face, topped off with a load of blond hair. He is thin, but well muscled, and can free run; his skills rivalling those of Akemi. He is normally a friendly person, but he also only thinks of himself in times of need. He is ADHD, almost as bad as Maddie is, and has been stealing supplies for a while. - Rogue - He is currently residing in a warehouse within the city, and can quite easily slip into, and out of the compound without any trouble at all. He hasn't been seen by anyone...yet.)) "I could think of several things." She said, leaning back in her seat and letting her head tip back. Her curls dropped down, hanging freely. "We'd.... We'd be in a job right now. Stuck with...other people...for hours." 'We're already stuck with other people for hours. In a job.' Rolf drily replied, looking at her with a slight twinge of annoyance and pain in his eyes, before swiftly looking away, cheeks a little red. 'Sorry.' He murmured. 'I didn't mean to snap.' She looked at him, then smiled gently. "You're forgiven." She murmured, smiling at him.
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Post by Bloodrose on Dec 25, 2016 17:40:21 GMT -5
((Nighteyes can you start fleshing out your replies a little please they're difficult to reply to when they're just one liners.))
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Post by Bloodrose on Dec 25, 2016 17:43:02 GMT -5
'We're already stuck with other people for hours. In a job.' Rolf drily replied, looking at her with a slight twinge of annoyance and pain in his eyes, before swiftly looking away, cheeks a little red. 'Sorry.' He murmured. 'I didn't mean to snap.' She looked at him, then smiled gently. "You're forgiven." She murmured, smiling at him. Rolf sighed and looked away, running a hand through his hair again, looking stressed, as was normal. 'It doesn't matter, Wil.' He mumbled, figuring she was too naive to understand what he meant, even as adults. He stood up and began to bustle around his office, putting things back in their place and ensuring everything was where it should be. He glanced back at her. 'Why don't you go back to the ward?' He said, looking away again, not wanting her to see his disappointment and sadness, and wanting to be alone- a state he was perpetually used to.
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Post by Sabby The Caddy on Dec 25, 2016 17:48:46 GMT -5
(I'm going to type up a reply, don't kill me if it's bad. I'm on my phone DX)
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Post by Sabby The Caddy on Dec 25, 2016 17:52:43 GMT -5
Steven instantly felt better hearing those options, he wanted nothing more than to get out of here and Belle could be the one person who could out rank Rolf. "Kick it in." He answered looking up wondering if she was actually gonna do it. He hadn't seen anything outside this room in a week, but with the mix of the surge of pain going on in his arm it felt more like years than a simple week. He didn't really care for company but Belle was different he always felt more comfortable when she was around.
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Post by Bloodrose on Dec 25, 2016 18:48:09 GMT -5
((It's not bad lol))
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Post by Nighteyes on Dec 25, 2016 19:08:22 GMT -5
She looked at him, then smiled gently. "You're forgiven." She murmured, smiling at him. Rolf sighed and looked away, running a hand through his hair again, looking stressed, as was normal. 'It doesn't matter, Wil.' He mumbled, figuring she was too naive to understand what he meant, even as adults. He stood up and began to bustle around his office, putting things back in their place and ensuring everything was where it should be. He glanced back at her. 'Why don't you go back to the ward?' He said, looking away again, not wanting her to see his disappointment and sadness, and wanting to be alone- a state he was perpetually used to. She examined him, before standing slowly as she realised what he meant. "I...i'm sorry..." She mumbled, her heart pounding in her chest. "I...I..." She stopped herself, then turned and left, heading towards the ward.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 25, 2016 19:14:21 GMT -5
Belle took a deep breath, "If you say so." Rolf was really going to be pissed off now. Oh well, Belle could replace it. Or say she was doing a surprise inspection on...door handles. That probably won't work, but she would think of something. Belle lifted up her leg and with her boot began to bring her foot down onto the lock. It broke off after a couple of hard kicks and she kicked the door open afterwards. That last art was not for show, one does not simply open a door easily after breaking the handle, you had to push it open with force. Belle let out a tired breath when she got into the room and closed the door as best as she could considering it was broken now. "Hey." She greeted him.
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Post by Bloodrose on Dec 25, 2016 19:20:30 GMT -5
Rolf clenched his fists and gripped his desk tightly as she left, hair hanging low over his face. He listened silently as her footsteps disappeared and his door gently shut, before sucking in a sharp and painful breath, bottom lip trembling. He was too old to cry, he told himself, watching the small droplets hit the wood between his hands.
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Post by Nighteyes on Dec 25, 2016 19:36:18 GMT -5
Minutes later there was a knock on his door. "Hey runt, what did you do this time?" Khari called, smirking as he stood outside. Must have been something...she was crying. He thought to himself, but not saying it...yet. It was the perfect ammunition to use against his brother.
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Post by Bloodrose on Dec 25, 2016 19:38:31 GMT -5
'P*** off, Khari.' Rolf said, raising his voice to try and sound angry, but it broke and rather promptly betrayed his own crying. He cursed under his breath and squeezed his eyes shut, but it did nothing to stop the onslaught of tears. He kept his back to the door, not wanting to be facing his triplet if he decided to come in and antagonise him anyways.
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