Cody's response only elicited further laughs from Julia, she could barely kept the valve and artery steady.
"Ah, don't worry about it, I'll teach you to use the phone," she said as she kept her eye on the gauge. "But...erm...for real, how did you become so detached from modern technology? Oh, and stop pumping right about...now!"
She pulled apart the valve and the artery and ducked under into the cabinet of old equipment and stenches of old wet wood again. She should really learn how to plan ahead in the future. Well, the process is nearly done anyway.
"Now would you kindly rinse the kit quickly? I gotta find that...add-on thingy."
http://www.last.fm/user/sgtpendulum Yo, check out what I'm listening, it'll be heat, brah :^)
That's just how it is on this bitch of an earth
Gym
Dian's ear is twisted, though that causes him to twist his head and avoid the bite. When he's kicked, he immediately drops his entire body weight down on her with a floof noise.
off the shits
Lab
Cody did what he was asked, then explained his position. "My family mostly relies on magic, so we never had that much tech around."
A thought suddenly struck Cody. "So, what's this guy gonna do anyway?"
Never Trust
Gym
The air went out of Marianne as the wolfie fell onto her causing her to let go of his ears. She then tried to roll him over to wind up on top or at least get him off her.
Trump delenda est
That's just how it is on this bitch of an earth
Gym
It is at this point that Dian transforms back, and grabs onto her as hard as possible.
Keep in mind that he's naked.
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Lizard Metabolism
"Doesn't look all that gloomy to me." Dagan replied with a shrug. "Bleh. Half an hour to do all that stuff just isn't enough, is it...?"
"Arcade sounds nice, though I dunno if I'll be able to hold the controller..." He remarked, glancing at where the games were ready, waiting for them.
How do lizards fly?
Magical Theory
Al finished his incantations, grinding out his last syllable with practiced precision. He then killed his connection to the Deep Website, and carefully retraced his seven proxies' steps, erasing all traces of his presence at every step. He waved over at the other students distractedly. "Hey, I'm finished with the Golem procedure. Just give Herschel here a bit of a jump-start and we'll be ready to roll."
Ruckersville
"Your story sounds like that new Swery game, Ant." Hela commented. "And a hell of a lot less interactive. But given that Krampus hands probably can't hold a fight stick, I'm going to say we should go to the bookstore anyway." She headed straight for the store, attempting to steer the rest of the group with her presence. "I'm also not in the mood to deal with nerds realizing that a chick as bangin' and built as me is into videogames, even if the FGC is typically a little more attractive than the rest of nerd-dom." She giggled. "And I'm a little more attractive than most nerd dommes."
Lab
"Alright. Here we go."
Henderson started supplying power, stumbling a little, but catching himself.
I need to cut these unhealthy habits...
He noted some other students seemed to be having trouble and decided once this was done he should help them.
History
Antoin didn't overtly react to this, but simply smiled and replied, "Well, with good luck I'd hope the book does not seem so derivative by the end."
He nodded in reaction to what Hela said about nerds and video games, "Indeed, you are obviously a deal more interesting than those, as well. I hope to find some of Stephen King's work there."
edited 30th Aug '15 2:31:14 PM by NickTheSwing
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"Guy? You mean the deer here?" Julia said while she got back up with a pipe for the vacuum kit for transfer between the blood packet to the vacuum kit to the body of the deer. She removed the valve on her side to screw in the pipe while also screwing onto the valve on the other side, attached the pipe to the packet and handed the packet upside down to Cody to get the blood running. Meanwhile, she did her part by holding the valve and artery in place with her left hand and pump the blood in with the right.
"So...no offense but do you live like some sort of magic amish?"
"No comment, Miss? Eh, that's okay, I know that I'm an epitome of perfection," Felicidad half-joked in an overexhaustive baked manner as she get back onto her feet and let herself collapse onto the bench next to her bench. Then an idea struck in her head.
She took out her phone and took a selfie with all of her injuries in sight, then she texted to Hela "Hey, how's it going with that history class tril, eh? I got beat up as fuck, you shoulda see, I think you would love it." with her selfie attached.
edited 30th Aug '15 7:28:03 PM by sgtpendulum
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Wielder of the satireKind Abstratus
Isra's shadowfog seemed to churn at Straza's words. So, that was how that worked. She had to focus for now, though. She tried to tamp down her own reaction to Straza's (fake, remember that) aura, and sent out a bank of thin shadow-stuff. It was only enough to obscure visibility, and Straza would only feel a slight chill or sense of pressure, if anything. Then, Isra would a few strands of shadow-stuff into thin, sharp tendrils, and sent them out towards Straza. They were thin enough to be hard to spot normally, but camouflaged like this...
Exist, pursued by bear
Gym
Arlen turned to watch the battle going on, not really putting too much thought into Felicidad's convo. That magic that one there was using...as a smoke mage himself, he recognized, studied, and had knowledge of many kinds of smokes. And that stuff being generated was no smoke.
A demon and...whatever that is.
His thoughts drifted back to anticipation of what was to come. He'd never been so passionate and driven for a brawl before. And certainly not in such a..a...hopeful...manner.
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Mike Jones
Ruckersville Town Square
Leo nodded as Antoin told him about his novel. It didn't sound like Leo's thing. He wasn't the bookish sort in the first place, and he really only liked horror books. Still, he tried to seem interested.
"I guess you could call it a novel idea." Leo said, grinning nervously. He had a hard time getting close to new people. He was trying to make new friends at the school, but that awkwardness was kind of hard to get rid of. Luckily, it seemed like Antoin was distracted from his terrible pun by Hela. Well, he supposed it was a matter of taste, and Hela had made the decision for them. He followed her into the book store.
Vecna's Grimoires
On the outside, the store looked a little cozy. It was squished between the Chaos Theatre arcade and Dante's Pizzeria. The inside's size and shape, however, seemed to have no correlation to the exterior. As he descended the few steps that led into the dark recesses of the store, the temperature dropped noticeably, and he pulled his leather jacket tighter around his body. The air was thick with the scent of aging paper and dust as he passed the threshold. The shop was, obviously, full of books. Most of them held court in the mazelike bookshelves that wove through the store. But the store was also littered with magical paraphenelia of all sorts that could be used by anyone, not just mages. Tables held magical stones, and every inch of wall that wasn't taken up by a bookshelf seemed to have a staff or voodoo doll or some other magical relic on it. Leo was so busy taking all of it in that it took him a moment to notice the storekeeper staring at him.
"Looking for something in particular?" She asked. Leo thought she looked at once like the great great grandmother of Dr. Kleiss and the Janitor, as well as like some kind of horrifying lovechild between the two. First of all, she was tall. Very tall. More tall than a human had any right to be. Leo guessed she had a head on him, and he knew he was a pretty tall guy. This wouldn't have been too disturbing, had her proportions not seemed...Off. Her arms were too long as she placed them on the desk, and her hands reminded him of spiders. Her old-fashioned faded blue dress was loss on her body, but even so, Leo could tell that she was rail thin. With her long, beaky nose and the tiny, circular black shades that covered her eyes, she reminded him of a vulture. Glancing down at her nametag, he could see that she was apparently Vecna.
"I-I-I-I" Leo said. The storekeeper didn't seem at all offended by Leo's reaction. She just grinned, revealing a set of jagged teeth. as she waited for the surprised boy to regain his composure.
"Can you help me find a spellbook for Life Magic?" Leo asked. The store was, again, huge, and he thought he could see a spiral staircase near the back. He'd have no idea where to begin. Before he knew it, the storekeeper's spindly hand was on his shoulder, guiding him deeper into the store.
"Right this way, dearie. You're from the Academy, aren't you? We have a lot of stuff their library won't carry, here, let me show you." She asked. She seemed to glide, and indeed, her feet weren't visible beneath her dress as she steered Leo out of sight. Soon, she was back, Leo having gone to peruse the tomes.
"Do the rest of you need anything?" She asked, as she glided out from a bookshelf next to them. It was very far away from where she had entered the labyrinth, especially considering she had only been gone a few seconds.
Gym
"I'll consider the matter." Ms. Pierce said. As Dian reverted to his nude form, she casually reached over and covered Arlen's eyes with the palm of her hand. "The next round won't be for another week or so."
Lizard Metabolism
Bookstore
Now this was a place Dagan could appreciate. The smell of old grimoires has always been appealing to him, in a sense.
"Some books about occultism would be nice." He mused before shaking his head. "That said, just roaming around seeing the titles will do for now."
How do lizards fly?
"Gygax says hi." Hela snarked at the shopkeeper, then smiled. "Looking for any old books you might have on the school. Academy. Whatever. You know what I mean. Oh, and if you have that old AD&D module Throne of Bloodstone, I'd like that too, it's a bit of a collector's item."
As Justin pulsed Herschel into life, the inscription on the Golem's forehead flickered with a dull orange light, like he was lit from within by candles. The hollowed eyes did the same before settling into a steady glow, one that leaked out of its mouth too.
"Straza can tell you why we don't put the inscription under the tongue anymore." Al commented, recording all his results. The golem focused its eyes on its creator, eyelights narrowing slightly.
"What... would you... have me do?" Herschel asked, running the default task of any Golem.
"Sometimes we just need a body to own some nazis." Al continued. "I don't want that." He placed a hand on Herschel's shoulder. "My name is Al. Your name is Herschel. You are not a protector of the Jewish faith; you are a member, just as anyone else can be." He frowned. "Do you understand me?"
Herschel stared blankly ahead, and Al sighed. "Well. Almost." He shrugged. "I'm no rabbi. I don't think I can pull off that part yet, but I've got the enduring servant part down." He waved over the teacher. "What do you think?"
edited 31st Aug '15 7:39:59 AM by Taco
Never Trust
Gym
"I like being on top," said Marianne with a grin. Then she looked down "Ewww!, naked boy parts!," and then she headbutted him in the face.
edited 31st Aug '15 8:37:12 AM by tricksterson
Trump delenda est
Gym
Victoria had paid close attention to the match being fought, smirking ever so slightly, half impressed, half amused.
"Next week? I want to prove my skill now!"
She kept her hand on the wooden katana at her side. It wasn't her normal one, but rules were rules.
That's just how it is on this bitch of an earth
Gym
"Ow! Fuck- You think that can make me let go?" The headbutt hits him in the cheek.
Well, that's going to leave a bruise.
His grip weakens slightly, though. The earlier hits were beginning to take their toll.
off the shits
Never Trust
"Yeah, I did . But that's okay, it distracted you enough for this!," she said and sent a stone armored knee towards his unprotected groin.
Trump delenda est
Lab
Cody laughed. "Well, not Amish. We just kind of had magic for all the stuff technology could do. Like I said, my families been around for a while. Anything we can't do, we have artic acts that can handle."
"So, does the deer have a name?"
That's just how it is on this bitch of an earth
Gym
Dian is holding Marianne around the waist, so the kick hits him in the.. other cheek. This is enough to make him let go, though. He quickly rolls away, and noticing the wooden sword he'd dropped, goes to pick it up.
off the shits
Never Trust
Gym
Marianne also rolled away, in the opposite direction then got up and charged, head lowered, hoping to intercept him before he reached the sword.
Trump delenda est
That's just how it is on this bitch of an earth
Gym
Dian reached the sword in time, and held it up just in time to block Marianne's headbutt. She might get a bit injured by benefit of running into the flat of a wooden sword. He's also knocked back, though, and left open to attack.
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Never Trust
'Gym
"Ouch!" Marianne cried. The stone flaked away from where she'd run into the sword and her hands clutched at the where the blow had landed.
edited 31st Aug '15 1:47:24 PM by tricksterson
Trump delenda est
That's just how it is on this bitch of an earth
Gym
Dian gets his shit together and rushes in for a pommel bash aimed at her stomach. He's prone to being intercepted, though.
off the shits
Lab
Cody began pumping the blood out of the corpse, thinking about getting a phone. "I'm not sure. Are they hard to use? I'm not really the best with advanced technology. I struggle to use a T.V."