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[zero_pilot]

*Heero's sitting under a tree, getting a breather after the Halloween nasties. He's sporting a few bruises, cuts, scratches from the fights but nothing major that's visible.*

((OOC: Booooored, come bug Heero? Be warned that he will very likely pull a gun just on instinct because of the recent fights |D))

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[death_backpack]

Hey!

[zero_pilot]

*little start goes here, but gun never fully appears because little girl!*

Hello.

[death_backpack]

Were you fighting too?

[zero_pilot]

Some of them, yes.

... too?

[the_wildcat]

[DROPS OUT OF THE TREE]

BANZAI!

[zero_pilot]

*gun in your face and cocked before he realizes it's not a monster*

...

[the_wildcat]

. . .

[the_wildcat]

WAAAAAAAUGH! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!

[lookstasty]

... this ain't th' underwear tree.

[zero_pilot]

... no. Are you looking for it?

[lookstasty]

Yeah, kinda. S'been a while. You know where it is?

[zero_pilot]

No, I wasn't even aware camp had one. Although I'm not that surprised.

[skateinurface]

Hey, Heero.

[zero_pilot]

*watch my hand carefully, and you think you see a flash of metal BUT IT'S ALL IN YOUR HEAD RLY*

... Bikky.

[skateinurface]

[IGNORES IT YOU'RE RLY TWITCHY AIN'TCHA plops down in front of you]

Whatcha doin'?

[zero_pilot]

*Barney attacked me, I think I'm justified*

Nothing. Relaxing as much as camp will allow.

[meremortality]

Hey Heero. I see ya made it through Hallowe'en in one piece. Congrats!

[zero_pilot]

Duo. *notices your arm*

... when did that happen?

[meremortality]

Yesterday. Y'missed some action, pal. Though not all of it, from the looks of things.

[zero_pilot]

Well, we both survived. It's fairly quiet now.