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It didn't really, granted the past few days was more to do with work then it, but still.

Went back though our posts and did realize that Slade hadn't mentioned that he was also going to be attending HIVE. I know that me and you talked about it. So now Jinny also knows that he is going along with her, because I almost assumed that there had been at least a passing mention about it.
Slade quietly wrapped his arm around Jinny when she embraced him. He, like her, wasn’t the most physical of people when it came to showing affection. But he would accept it from her when it came to this. Because Jinayah knew how it felt. And in the silence of his own mind, he would admit only to himself, that it did feel good to know that a child could show him sympathy about how he lost his children.

He would stay quiet in regards to her opinions when it came to hate. Because oddly enough, he couldn’t relate when it came to carrying that particular emotion. Not because he didn’t hate, because he did, just it was such rare occurrences that those he hated never lived long after he came to such a conclusion about them. He was more accustomed to dealing with the hate of others then his own really.

“You laugh now” Slade would huff seeing the mischief in his daughters niece’s eyes. Not hurt by the question “But I will remember this” He would warn with wry smile. “And I wouldn’t be opposed to a girlfriend” He would answer, knowing that his answer would have been different had Jinny not found her way into his life. “But that’s not going to be needed to keep me from being lonely”

“And I’ll make sure to give you and your friend to be some space at HIVE” He would go Amicably, not doubting her declaration. Shared trials had a way of bringing people together, assuming it didn’t push them apart in the first place. And he was likely going to be a trial to most everyone else “Because you didn’t think I was going to leave your training up to HIVE alone, did you?”

“I’m coming along as a teacher”
Okay, no reply yet but I have been chipping away at it so one should be up in the next day or two. Has been fighting me for some reason, which has been very annoying.

.:⋮Fimbulvetr⋮:.


“Problematic Beacon boy?” Penny would ask, more to herself than Freya. Though it wouldn’t take long at all for her to answer her own question. “Oh, Aurelio. Really?” Penny was a bit surprised at that, she’d not thought she had left a good impression on the emotive boy. She wasn’t exactly a happy person at her core after all.

“That would make you Freya” Penny would continue on “He mentioned you to me once a few weeks back. Said I should keep an eye out for you, but was vague on why.” She would explain looking over Freya a bit closer “Dan’s realm screwing with you as well?” She would ask gesturing towards her legs.




It was easy to be happy around MDP, even if they weren’t dating Penny would believe that too be true. Perhaps it was due to her nature that she enjoyed the manic energy that MDP brought to everything while she was transformed, or perhaps because she treated everything with a simple joy.

Such as they way she bounded off and abducted Eliza and turned her into a Christmas tree in the center of the fort. As Penny was somewhat sure that MDP hadn’t realized that it was a person and not an animated tree just yet. “Hey Eliza” Penny would say not bothering to conceal her smirk at the other girl’s situation. “Fancy meeting you here” she would go on stepping closer to the bound maho, but obviously not doing anything to help free her just yet. “You know that you and your friends could always have just knocked.” She would go on to say looking at Emily for a moment before turning back to Eliza, because at this range one couldn’t hide from Penny easily. She was too attuned to her elements to not notice the gravitational pull of other people when they got this close, to say nothing of buttons and zippers or buckles or phones.

“Unless of course you wanted to do this the hard way?” She would ask as her body flared red for a moment as a dozen more Penny’s would step out of her all with matching smirks. “Then by all means” They would say in unison.
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Outside Oros was faced with the full might of the firing line of Snowmen being directed by one of the counterfeits who was also laying down some covering fire. In addition, there was a pair of Penny’s who was moving to flank the girl to get in some snow strikes at her back. “

Sam and Tetrad would find the back of the fort was less defended, but all that meant was there wasn’t a line of living snowmen raining down a wave of snow at them. There were still a several counterfeits that maned the walls ready to receive them.
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Inside the increased number of Penny’s all split off to separate tasks. Some were setting up choke points and small defensive walls. Others were reinforcing the outer walls, or acting as scouts to track all of the girls who had tried to assault their fort. More were starting to amass a sizable number of snowballs, assisted by the snow itself as well as various little spirits doing the same.

It was interesting to watch in one aspect as none of the Penny’s seemed to be talking to one another, but neither did any of them get in each other’s way, more often than not helping out their fellow counterfeits without even looking up.

Near Eliza, since it was in the center of the fort roughly, the three counterfeits continued to build up their Mega snowball. Growing it up more and more, “Would it be to cliché to start cackling?” Penny would ask the girls within the fort. “As I feel like I’ve taken up the position of evil mastermind all of a sudden, what with the WMSD and the damsel in distress and in the invading interlopers.”



The two Penny’s that infiltrated the fort of Victorias were unprepared for the entire fort to collapse in on them, and were quickly buried in the fluffy powder. Rather then be upset however, they started laughing. “Fair counter snowcone!” One of them would callout from within the pile of snow.

A few moments would pass before Both Penny’s would emerge from the snow their hidden legs on full display, causing the illusion cast over them to glitch and distort as the magic tried to reconcile the inhuman limbs with the Christmas theme of the island.

“Attack!” The two counterfits would call out before rushing towards any of the Victoria’s they could see their spider limbs scooping up large swaths of snow from the fallen fort into large globs of snow to fling at their chosen foes. They were less compact, and thus less accurate, but it was still a notable amount of snow to throw at someone.




All of the Penny’s out of the fort would dive for cover, either inside of the fort if they were close enough, or behind hastily constructed barricades each time Sann and her copies flew a bombing run. And Each time Sann would be able to hear at least one of the Penny’s grumbling about not being able to fly herself. AS they would glare at Sann in jealousy at her ability to have the areal superiority.



Quietly the real Penny, now nearly lost admit her sea of counterfeits, would keep track of her own Mana levels. She had a lot, much more than most would expect of her since she wasn’t much of a caster. But she knew that she had placed a time limit on her continued involvement in the snow battle, as even with her Regen focused on Mana production she was bleeding mana with all of the magic she was using. None of it was large scale castings, but the number of small leaks were adding up.

She would need to start thinking of exit stratagies.
Depends on the day, as what task I have at work changes around at times, but 12's aren't so bad. Though I do understand I am quite the outlier since I actually enjoy 12hr overnight shifts.
That. That hadn’t been what Slade was expecting. Which was good, in at least one sense, as the thing that was bugging Jinny was something that Slade could answer and explain. It just sucked because it wasn’t an easy thing to talk about for him. “It’s likely a mix of things, but you are right that people can tell when there is something… different about us.” He would start leaning forward as he spoke.

“It is something that you can learn to hide, but as you already have found out its not exactly an easy skill to learn. And there will always be some people that can sense it. The only way to completely get rid of it would be to forget completely.” A solution that, in Slade’s honest opinion, was worse then living though the events that changed them into who they were.

“But that doesn’t mean you will always be alone.” He would continue on without waiting. “Even discounting me” Since Slade was sure he would live at least another hundred years “Just as there will always be people who can pick out the differences, there will be people that aren’t phased by them. The underworld is filled with people like us, for example, most of them won’t care.”

And he could stop there, it was an uplifting message to give. That there was always going to be people out there that could care for her. That she could hold close.

And it was true.

But.

“That doesn’t mean it’s going to be easy or safe.” He let out a bitter chuckle and let his gaze drift away from Jinny. “Before. I had three people I would gladly call friends. Your mother was one of them. Now I have one and even then, it has been a few years since me and Wintergreen have talked.” He let out a sigh, he really should get in contact with the old bastard. “But even before then I had a family. I don’t really need to explain what happened to most of them however. My Ex-wife is still alive though. She hates me though. Gave me a parting gift before she left.” He would say sardonically, tapping his eye patch. He didn’t blame her though, because she was right.

“So, as you can see, I wasn’t always alone. Thus, there is no reason for you to be.” But he had spent a large part of his life alone. And those he considered close never numbered very high. “Besides, things are different. Places like H.I.V.E. are new, a school for kids like you to learn how to do what I do is interesting.” He would add with a shrug “They likely won’t care about the rabbits either”

.:⋮Prepping for a Penny drop⋮:.


In contrast to her bubbly girlfriend, Penny had a set of ears close enough to hear and understand what it was that just flit past one of her counterfeits, or at least the basic gist of what it was had nearly happened. “Very strange” she would agree somewhat glad to see the boisterous one leaving as she really didn’t want to get dragged into that type of arms race. She was pushing it as it was when it came too snow warfare.

“And it isn’t really dark enough for fireworks” Even if said ‘snowball’ couldn’t really be counted as one “But if we are here long enough, we could probably go on a sleigh ride around the island while fireworks are sent off” She would suggest “Dan wouldn’t be too hard to sell on the idea I think”

“I’d like to do all the events with you” Penny would admit “Staying here is tempting, as that way I’d get you all to myself” She would say giving MDP a one-armed hug “But last time I was here I spent too much time away from people making Sandcastles.”

“Besides, I’d like to meet all of your friends, and introduce you to mine as well” She would finish glancing back to her other clones in the fortress who had stopped expanding the fort for the time being to replicate Mayra’s ‘Mega Snowball’ “Think we could top Mayra’s Mega ultra throw with one of our own?” she would ask with a raised eyebrow gesturing at the nearly completed Mega snowball.

@Ponn
Slade watched his niece with a critical eye as she withdrew. He allowed it to happen, wondering if perhaps it was a delayed onset reaction to her first kill or perhaps it was coming to face to face with her lack of empathy that was the shock. He had seen both happen before.

“To camp then” He would agree, but rather then shadow her as he had before he would walk along side her, a step behind at most. The training portion of the day was over after all, no need to stand back and observe. He would answer her questions, the berries were fine and he would point out how to tell which was which. Would tell a few of the simpler jobs he had in forest locations, though he focused more on tactical applications or work arounds more than the jobs themselves.

But for the most part he left her to her silence, willfully filling the silence with simple dialogues and anecdotes. Some people just needed time to process. He got that, he couldn’t say he understood what it was like, but he did understand that some people did.

It wouldn’t be until after they got back to camp that he would bring it up. He had seen her nail-biting habit enough to know that she wasn’t dealing with this very well.

“Want to talk about what it is you have on your mind?” He would ask sitting in off to the side in one of the chairs set up. Not the comforting opening, but it was very likely that the up coming conversation wasn’t one he would be able to fully understand and help with. Assuming, of course, that it was connected to death dealing and the emotional ramifications of such.
Not to terribly bad, though I will admit it is annoying. The three to four day weekends make up for it, that and the fact that my workweeks are only three to four days long themselves.
I've got enough to work with, it's just finding the time to get it written. The down side of 12hr shifts, very little free time during the work week.
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