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Marcus might, if the arm somehow ends up in or near his garage without him noticing. He would assume it was something he constructed while drunk. When he's hammered he tends to go full on mad scientist and he doesn't always remember what he's built, or why, or how.

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So she actually is homicidal? Isn't that going a bit far, I mean I get having a personality that entails being so angry a good portion of the time that you just want everyone dead but there is a difference between that and actually killing someone.

@Prince of Seraphs

Actually, she just needs to eat people. Killing them is a unfortunate side-effect

@KabenSaal

But... Faunus don't eat people... Unless she means "eating" them, then okay I get it.

@Sho Minazuki

Humans eat people, it is called cannibalism. No reason a faunus could not do it. Admittedly both can be classified as 'insane'.

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Come now, that just makes it look homely! Also posted by the way.

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"Dibs on the shower. Enter at your own peril." Diamond challenged them in a tone completely lost on Marcus. “Noted.” the young officer replied, busy with his luggage. Outside of the bare essentials he also brought a collection of books that covered subjects from data on Grimm to engineering to a few pulpy science fiction novels. Next he pulled out a large map of Vale and the surrounding lands. "Well, boss, I'm an easy enough guy to deal with, I think. A roof over my head is just about enough to keep me happy. Stay outta my bags, don't get us killed and treat people like people, and we'll get along famously." Oswald told him from where the warrior lay on a bed. “Very well, I shall try to meet your standards.” Marcus said sincerely. He very intentionally made no promises. His people skills were poor and he knew it. "Damned wrist. I'm lucky I'm right-handed. At least I can get along with that much." Marcus grunted in agreement as he eyeballed the map and the wall next to the door, unsure if it would fit. Looking over to the bathroom door, Oswald screwed up his face. "Not sure I like the look that girl gave us when she went in. Almost like she half expected us to do it. Maybe even wanted it, a little, just so she could have an excuse to make trouble. Whatever, let her have her shower. I'll go last." he continued. "You know, I could always take one for the team and take up her offer. Gods know that you prudes wouldn't. For the Glory of Team Moderation, of course." Aurellius spoke up. He had been silent all the way up to the room outside of a few heavy breaths or sighs, Marcus could not tell which. Marcus made a note to check if a Datura released some form of aerosolized poison, he had no intention of coming down with ‘bronchitis the dark evil on steroids version’. “Be patient and you can get all the looks you want. Grimm don’t wait for people to get dressed, so any showers out in the field will have to have a sentry.” Marcus said flatly. A simple fact of life drilled into him at an early age was that survival trumped the standard ‘city slicker’ social mores. Gender never factored into things like the aforementioned sentry duty, you kept each other alive first and foremost. He had started to fiddle with some pins to get the map up, however the little brass tacks barely found purchase in the hard wall. Behind him Diamond entered the room again. “Hey boss, when's the wake up call?" Diamond called out. “Breakfast opens at seven hundred, first lessons at eight oh clock sharp. Oh, and they apparently have a limited amount of ‘good stuff’ for breakfast so arriving early was advised.” Marcus replied while he pulled out a nailgun from his belt. Some high impact engineering later, the map was firmly in place. There, fixed. He grimaced a bit as he saw that his last few bags should have been sent to the garage instead of the team’s room. Logistical screw ups, the eternal nemesis of those who used a lot of spare parts. “Right then, I have to get this stuff to the garage and I want to get some maintenance done before sleep. Goodnight, incase you are already asleep by the time I get back.” he said as he lifted the bags over his shoulder.

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I've recovered from my hangover. Update incoming, then I'll catch up to the OoC. Was that a TOG I spotted somewhere?

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Man you people chat a lot. I'll have to catch up later though, because I just got invited to a LAN party with cheap beer. Hence tonight and tomorrow morning no update as I plan to get bombed out of my skull with about 30 other blokes while shooting nazis.

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Slap me because I am trash. Trassssshhhhh. Also, fuck Worcestershire sauce because it's so fucking delicious and I just wanna drink it, but I didn't buy it, so I can't. Fuck.

@Sixsmith

Trash posted. Hack and butcher me apart, but know I tried to make it as confusing and yet as readable as I could.

@harinezumikouken

#Trash Confirmed #Rude #I didn't need anyone to confirm I'm literal garbage tyvm

@Sixsmith

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Junior hunters. MASTERS OF DIPLOMACY .

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Marcus shrugged at Aurellius' commentary. "So? This is faster. Unless you have a pressing need to look around the grounds, I want to have the sleeping arrangements settled right away instead of having a fight right before we're going to sleep." he responded bluntly. "Plus I will probably have to attach a proper lock to the bathroom and partition off a bit of the room for miss Diamond given her stated need for privacy." Even when out in the middle of the woods surrounded by hungry Grimm, he added mentally. He did not mind, it gave him something to create. Already several ideas bounced around in his head from privacy screens to a full blown extra room. "Shouldn't you take me to dinner first? Fat chance of that, pal, you have something to prove before you earned yourself that much." Marcus blinked at Diamond's tone, thoughtprocess disrupted. "Beg pardon?" he said. Only the small twitch of an eyebrow indicated his confusion. "I have no problem following you to battle, but that doesn't automatically make us buddies." Without a further word, she left. Marcus shook his head and resumed the trip to their room. "Well that demonstrates my point. So. She is a private person that does not like people prying. I cannot precisely smell things like that." he sighed. His leadership was off to a memorable start here. "I, for one, actually like the fact that he's willing to take the role of leader, instead of some people I've met in the past who just dilly dally around like dickless oafs and get people hurt, or worse. Most people don't understand what it's like to lead. Trust me, it ain't worth it. Marcus, you are a poor, poor sap to have gotten stuck with that role. A poor...poor sap. Oswald said. "Uneasy lies the head upon which rests the crown, as the saying goes. Still, I'll live." Marcus replied with a hint of a smile. So at least one of his teammates valued his judgement. "Regardless. Point is I would like to know about anything that will set you off like the missus so we can avoid too much brooding, accidental murderous rampages, and stolen rations. That would be nice." he summarised. The room was a fairly neat affair, if a bit spartan. The most eyecatching thing in it was Diamond, who somehow got inside before the three of them. Marcus stared at her as she waved. Then with a shrug promptly tossed his hat on one of the bedposts of the bed furthest to the left. "Hi. Dibs on that bed." he greeted her. Some things you just had to accept and roll with. Like the weather or chocolate sprinkles on bread or ninja teammates.

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Heh, gotta say I love the awkwardness between Shiro and Sapphire, it's highly amusing to read.