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Jusuchin Panjirinanu
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Re: Dangerous Waters
« Reply #20 on Oct 10, 2006, 7:54am »

"Ouch. F.uck. Oh, f.uck you. Ow."

He had scooped food into his mouth, when he mused about this. "The guy doesn't want me at all. Screw it." He finshed the food at hand, and grabed the bag, slightly forgetting that the pouch of Magnesium, Iron, and water had heated up to a tempreture of one hundred degrees fahrenheit.

"Godd.amnsonnovab.itch!" He yelled, as he dropped the MRE heater. Heated water and some of the food came out. He looked at the two, before sighing and removed the knife from his sheath. He started to pick at the plastic coating that kept his trunk sealed, removing large parts of it, before removing enough to open the trunk.

"You know, I came here with the intent of wandering around, looking for my family. But if you two are the Cigarette's representatives, it seems I may just go to the other tribes, or live near the Goverment's watched border." He said, as he got one of the crossbows assembled. He grabbed a lenght of rope, and upon closing the trunk, tied the rope around it to make a makeshift strap, turning the trunk into a sort of backpack. He had removed a few MREs from the trunk, and tossed it towards them.

"So what. You still hate me not to allow me into the tribe?" He aimed this question mainly at the other guy, the one he had subdued only moments before.

What was he really thinking, Edward thought to himself. The person had a sort of fatherly complex goign on. The other guy was the true enigma. What was behind the f.ucking smile? He could be trouble. He could have him diced and his possessions taken to deepen the rift between the other kids.

He sighed once more, and taking care not to sit on any nails, sat on the ledge. He looked again at the headquarters. The only sense of civilization in an uncivilized island.

"So what will it be?"

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Re: Dangerous Waters
« Reply #21 on Dec 20, 2006, 11:31am »

Upsadaisy!

It was an odd thing: how someone Kael’s size managed to heave John, ‘the army-dude’, to his feet. But one way or another the event took place and the fool just went on smiling as chipper as he ever was; even despite his friend being assaulted only moments before. Kael was just quite dandy with the world as it stood right now. It was just as splendiferous as it had always been and who would let a little mishap [that came close to death] like that ruin their day?

"Ouch. F.uck. Oh, f.uck you. Ow."

Ah. That was who.

So John was pissed… Okay so John was really pissed. No biggie. It couldn’t be bad enough for him to hold a grudge forever now could it? No. Of course not. Despite the excessive swearing and usual silence there was probably some joy behind that perpetual apathy. It just had to be lured out by something…. Something that was preferably not alcohol [as most found their inner joy seemed to be more easily lured out by this method].

Oh… But John wasn’t the only one angry was he? There was a fair amount of swearing from Eddy as well. In the midst of these swears, and anger, and insults, and grudges was Kael… Stuck in the middle between two angry… People… With guns. Both his buddies mind you [or at least he thought so] but all the same they were people… With guns. In any case though, ‘cigarettes’ representatives’ were the two words that seemed to wake the short boy up from his musings of ‘people with guns’. The comment was replied with a very sheepish grin from Kael’s part, just on instinct.

“Are we really that bad?” The fool inquired, cheerfulness timidly present. His hands he stuffed into his pockets and his posture lacked suddenly – he was more in a protective, almost embarrassed hunch; his eyes peeking out from the mess of dyed black hair that, sadly enough, he had to call his own. But really, was there any reason Ed had to judge the pair so quickly? Judas at least thought he was being nice and—Oh… right… John… Gaze flickered. Eyes blinked. Pause. Grin.

Another wonderful dawn of realization brought to you by Mr. Iscariot.

“John doesn’t hate you, Eddy!” Kael laughed, doubling over. “Trust me, he’s just like this with everyone. It’s a sort of emotional… Restraint...? Or… Well… Uhm…” Thought process… A real killer isn’t it? “Ah—Bah…” Shrug. “John’s a 'big-army-person-dude', it’s like he’s not allowed to show any feelings except anger.” This comment was followed by a smile for a camera. “Deep down there, he’s just a big teddy-bear!” The fake brunette cheered, flinging his arms around Commando in a tight, suffocating, and friendly hug. Definitely not the smartest thing a person could do. Then again, Kael wasn’t exactly the smartest person you’ve ever met. Even more so as he proceeded to grip the sleeve of the older boy’s shirt to bring back a child’s method of getting adults' attention.

Tug. Tug , tug, tug. “Awwwhh… Come on John!” Kael whined, releasing the taller boy from the 'cuddly-Kael-hug-of-doom'. “Cheer up! Uhm—Oh! Smile!” And if I didn’t know any better… I’d say the Hangman was just about aiming to annoy John just enough to draw his attention away from hating Edward… At least for the time being.

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