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Post by Junko Inukai on Dec 23, 2014 22:31:37 GMT -5
Huh. The ship was a lot larger than Four originally thought. He thought that maybe there'd be one or two floors, but here he was on the fourth floor. It sucked that they were trapped on this ship, sure, but it was also a bit comforting to know that they would have several floors to stretch out on. It would have been unbearable for everyone if they were packed like sardines. Just gotta look on the bright side to get through the day.
Strolling leisurely through the corridors, the boy in the gas mask started to explore the fourth floor. Might as well know where everything is...
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Post by Deleted on Dec 23, 2014 22:38:00 GMT -5
Not able to get any shut-eye, Darren decided to prowl around a little. The better he knew his surroundings, the bigger a chance he had of making it through this. He slipped down to the fourth floor. He was being as quiet as possible, without even knowing why he should be. There was no one else down here, right?
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Post by Junko Inukai on Dec 26, 2014 14:05:02 GMT -5
Four had just turned around when he spotted an unfamiliar face. There wasn't really anywhere to hide, unless he pulled open one of the doors. That would be even more suspicious than him standing in the hall, so that option was out. Running away was out, too, since the guy would without a doubt notice him fleeing. The only real option was to remain where he was and see where it went from there.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 26, 2014 14:09:04 GMT -5
((looks i got back from biking just in time to catch this))
Darren spotted someone. He watched the person freeze like a deer in headlights. Why did everyone look so suspicious? Darren squinted. Was that a gas mask? Weirdos are everywhere, it seems.
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Post by Junko Inukai on Dec 27, 2014 22:36:13 GMT -5
Four raised his hand in greeting. "Well, uh, hi there," he managed to stutter out, louder than he usually spoke to make up for the distance and the mask muffling his voice. Great job, Four, you've managed to make yourself about as threatening as Taro.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 28, 2014 12:42:34 GMT -5
Darren gave a breathy laugh. "Howdy there, partner," he slurred. He was only half mocking the person across from him. They did make him a bit nervous though with the mask and all. He fiddled with the bullet shells wrapped around his wrist.
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Post by Junko Inukai on Dec 28, 2014 14:33:08 GMT -5
"If you were going to explore down here, I can leave if you want?" He pointed toward the stairs. "I don't mind, really."
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Post by Deleted on Dec 28, 2014 14:35:53 GMT -5
That was even more suspicious. "Am I intruding?" Darren asked.
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Post by Junko Inukai on Dec 28, 2014 14:52:15 GMT -5
Four shook his head. "No, no! I was just wandering around trying to see where everything is. I realize my appearance kind of freaks some people out, so I'm trying to stay out of everyone's way until people get used to me." Considering they were on a murder boat, a lot of people were on edge and he'd rather not make himself a target by scaring the crap out of everyone.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 28, 2014 15:10:34 GMT -5
Darren waved his hand. "Pssshh I don't really care." He actually kind of did, but at the same time, he didn't want to discriminate based on, well, masks.
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Post by Junko Inukai on Dec 28, 2014 15:23:05 GMT -5
Not entirely convinced, Four asked, "Are you really sure? I can leave you alone if you're uncomfortable...?"
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Post by Deleted on Dec 28, 2014 15:26:17 GMT -5
Darren looked around the hallway. "Yeah. I'm sure that if you wanted to kill me, you would've already. Jesus, could this wallpaper get any tackier?" He quickly wandered off track.
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Post by Junko Inukai on Dec 28, 2014 15:39:34 GMT -5
"Well, the wallpaper could be police tape. Er, sorry, that was a bad joke. Sorry, I'll refrain from doing that," he muttered to himself, glancing at the wallpaper. It really was hideous.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 28, 2014 15:44:42 GMT -5
"You're, uh, gonna have to speak up. My ears aren't the best after banging on things with sticks for years," was the best Darren could come up with. He spun his wristband around his wrist until a shell popped off. "Shit," he muttered.
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Post by Junko Inukai on Jan 4, 2015 20:14:58 GMT -5
Taking a hasty step back away from the stray shell, Four looked at it from a safe distance. Geez, it was a good thing he was being cautious around this guy if he carried bullets on him. If that bear really wanted them to kill each other, all it had to do would be give this guy a gun. Yikes. "I take it your talent has to do with guns, then?" He asked, knowing it would be redundant to state it out loud. Regardless, it would be nice to have clarification from the man himself.
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