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Post by YourWaifu on Sept 10, 2018 3:41:30 GMT
Zo:
Dorothy is more than happy to help Zo, especially after receiving so much praise! The Patrat squeaks excitedly and circles the fabric before attacking it with her teeth and claws. The fabric doesn’t stand much of a chance. It only takes a few moments before the fabric is reduced to shreds.
As Dorothy happily returned to Zo’s side, someone else makes an appearance on the lake. The middle-aged man who steps onto the frozen surface seems to be pretty surprised to see another person out here. It isn’t till he takes a few steps closer that his expression shifts from surprise to confusion. His eyes dart from the pieces of fabric on the ground to Zo. He stops and hesitantly asks, “What’re you up to out here, kiddo?”
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As Vess easily hefts the bag in one hand, the man seems to relax a bit. “Alright, then.” He replies cooly before stalking off passed her. Luckily for Vess, he seems to have been the only other person in the vicinity.
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Post by haybalebarn on Sept 10, 2018 7:00:32 GMT
After the man leaves, Vess breathes a sigh of relief and makes her way towards the shack, tired of the entire ordeal.
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Post by Harbringer of Insanity on Sept 10, 2018 9:36:14 GMT
Zo curses inwardly as another person appears and approaches him, hoping he'd manage to get away without encountering anyone, before turning to him and smiling amicably. "Not much, really. Just taking a walk, enjoying the scenery, getting some fresh air." He was thinking a mile an hour, sure the man had seen the fabric shreds on the ground, but not willing to bring it up unless the man did. Guile: obdiJXae4d6 Charm: 3d6+1 Spending 1 AP 4d6·3d6+1
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Post by ThRevanchist on Sept 23, 2018 16:17:47 GMT
That... did that even count as hidden? "G-good work, Greg... No wonder they said it was urgent..."
"I don't know that we have enough time to deal with it before class, though. Should we come back to pick it up later?"
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Post by nateincaps on Sept 26, 2018 0:39:41 GMT
Greg seemed to be pretty enthusiastic about finding the bag so quickly, picking it up and shaking off the snow on it. Greg wasn't even trying to be subtle about things as he looked over it with a satisfied smile. "Ayyyy, there we go. It's like when you can't find the mustered despite the fact that it was just sitting in the fridge the whole time. Hidden in plain sight."
After his slightly butchered analog Greg turned back to Trista, opening the bag to look inside to see if the Trinity logo was present. "I can just carry this bag around, ain't nothing wrong with a kid with two backpacks."
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Post by YourWaifu on Oct 15, 2018 11:12:24 GMT
Vess:
The shack is just as Vess left it, and since she’s the only one there, she’s got the entire place to herself. Zo:The man seems to perk up a bit, smiling. “Ah, I see. Not many people come out here, y’know. Just a few ice fishermen, really.” He explains, walking forwards a bit. “Though I do have to ask...Did you find those scraps out here or…?” He asked, gesturing to the tatters on the ground. Greg & Trista:
Greg’s statement seems to ring true, as no-one bats an eye when the two students slide into their battle class. They make it in after everyone else, but its just before the bell rings so they’re able to skirt by without any punishment. Today the teacher is going over different battling strategies against different opponents and when commanding more than one pokemon. The material is a bit dry, meaning that most of the class have started to stare off into space and probably won’t stop till they hear the bell. If you two wanted to do something in class, that’s fine, but if you’ve got nothing then you can post as if its the end of class.
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Post by Harbringer of Insanity on Oct 15, 2018 17:13:58 GMT
Zo, carefully keeping his face neutral, glances down at the scraps and kneels down to gather them up in his arms. "These? They're mine. Old costumes, not really fit for wearing anymore. Keep them on me cause this one" - he pats Dorothy on her head, moving the scraps over to one arm - "tends to get rather destructive when she has too much energy, and I'd rather she wreck some old rags than my own clothing or hair. So I've taken to bringing old clothing and the like with me whenever I go out with her." He smiles sheepishly, shrugging awkwardly. Guile: e48cywy44d6 4d6
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