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Eight rolled 2 10-sided dice:
7, 6
Total: 13 (2-20)
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Posted: Tue Jun 18, 2013 6:41 pm
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Lucyal rolled 2 10-sided dice:
8, 6
Total: 14 (2-20)
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Posted: Tue Jun 18, 2013 6:52 pm
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Eight rolled 2 10-sided dice:
5, 4
Total: 9 (2-20)
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Posted: Tue Jun 18, 2013 7:02 pm
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Lucyal rolled 2 10-sided dice:
2, 8
Total: 10 (2-20)
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Posted: Tue Jun 18, 2013 7:05 pm
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Eight rolled 2 10-sided dice:
9, 6
Total: 15 (2-20)
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Posted: Tue Jun 18, 2013 7:11 pm
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Posted: Tue Jun 18, 2013 7:33 pm
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Posted: Tue Jun 18, 2013 7:42 pm
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Junko panted desperately for air as Hel collapsed to the ground, leaning forward with her hands on her knees. That was not fun. She never wanted to do it again.
Never.
"You suck." Junko whined, waiting for some kind of mockery from Hel.
...Where did her spear go?
She fell to her knees and crawled over to the reaper ghoul, nudging her shoulder. No response.
She rolled her over.
No response.
Oh dear...what had she done? Junko gasped, her hands flying to her mouth. She knocked her unconscious. Oh Jack. Oh no. She had to get her out of here. To her room. To Nurse Cricket. Somewhere. Junko stood, reaching down to hold under Hel's arm. She attempted to lift the ghoul, getting her about halfway off the ground before giving up. Nope. Creeple were heavier than fabrics and clothes.
Now what..
She frowned and took out her phone.
Enoh Love Text to: Mac Text from: Junko Silly question, are you able to carry Hel?
She paused after sending the text.
Text to Mac She's too heavy for me, I can't do it myself.
Text to Mac )= It was an accident. I told her to leave me alone!
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Posted: Tue Jun 18, 2013 7:57 pm
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Posted: Tue Jun 18, 2013 8:10 pm
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Oh no, oh no, oh no. What had she done? She'd messed up. She hadn't meant to do this. Why wouldn't Hel just leave her alone?! Stupid...stupid! She was sitting beside Hel with the reaper's head on her lap when Mac arrived, looking up at the boil and shrinking nervously away from him. He didn't say anything. Why wasn't he saying anything? "I-I'm sorry! I didn't mean to she just kept pushing me and I just wanted her to go away and leave me alone I didn't want to fight her I kept telling her but she was just being so mean and--" Her words, which had been coming out at a mile a minute, halted abruptly when Mac finally spoke.
Junko sagged and nodded her head, rubbing her bruised cheek and standing when Mac finally picked her up.
"Okay.." She frowned, looking to Hel one more time. "Um, thank you for..coming to get her. I couldn't just leave her but I couldn't..I..I'll just..." She backed away looking as awful as she felt. Junko wasn't sure what to say. Conflict was not something she enjoyed, it was something she ran away from. It always had been.
And so that was what she did. She bowed low to Mac, wincing at the pain in her abdomen as she did so, and then hurried off, her hair covering her face.
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