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silver-butcher:

At the mention of BOb Mercury rolled his eyes he was convinced that guy was just someone’s idea of a joke pretending to be some weirdo. Emerald’s money was on trench coat full of slimes but, the butcher was a little more fixated on the practical more simple idea of someone going out of their way for a joke…but…either way it was funny so they fell into the ‘not hated’ category.

“Wow thanks that’s so considerate of you at least I don’t have the back of my hair styled like shoelaces…seriously I’ve tied that shit in a bow in your sleep, I mean what?” another cocky grin.

“You know what?” Emerald answered, throwing her arms up in exasperation, “screw it, you can get your own towel.” Turning, she pointed an accusing finger at him, “if you ever touch my hair again, I’ll break your wrists.” Emerald wasn’t sure she believed him. After all, back-and-forth bickering and empty threats were their speciality. Still... she was going to invest in a camera. Fuck, now the sick bastard had her paranoid. 

“I’m going to catch a chicken. Have it done before I get back.” Even the chickens here creeped her out.

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silver-butcher:

“Have you ever considered you���re just short?” a grin flashed across the silver haired teens face anticipating her reaction tot hat one and being utterly pleased by it. All the high-heels were just compensating for a low height, not to mention he could pick on her again without feeling too bad, now that she wasn’t directly covered in garbage.

“Wow maybe because you throw a hissy fit when I so much as look at your stuff wrong, much less touch it?” he’d been coming up with an excuse for a little while now to explain his honest mistake and lack of forethought….just to annoy her a little more. Though also Mercury disliked admitting fault with the green haired girl she never seemed to let anything go.

“I’m average size, Mercury. ‘Short’ would be my temper with you right now.” She shot back, eyes cast upwards in a ‘why me?’ motion. She was use to Mercury’s teasing at this point and she could give as good as she got, but he was still a pest at times. The great thing about her semblance? She could always get him back. 

“Because I don’t like people touching my shit without my permission but ‘please get me a change of clothes’ is permission, Merc. I’m literally telling you ‘you can go through my clothes’.” Slapping a hand on her forehead, she took a moment to just groan to herself. She wasn’t going to accuse him of doing it on purpose for the blackmail. The last thing she wanted to do was give him ideas. “Whatever. Next time I go ‘shopping’ I’m stealing you something a bit more flattering.”

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little-red-huntress:

“Nah it’s okay I get it the first time we ate here I spilled my noodles all over the ground and Yang laughed her HEAD off at me.” Ruby grinned reassuringly turning to own food beginning to carefully eat it with her chopsticks. The small gilr was by no means artful with them but while being careful she didn’t really have any troubles eating with them.

She figured if Emerald spilled her food due to the complicated implements she’d just get her another bowl it wasn’t like buttered noodles were expensive.

“Yang’s your sister, right?” Though, if Emerald was honest, the two didn’t really look all that similar. They were both what Emerald would classify as ‘bimbos’, but that was about where the comparison ended. 

Watching Ruby eat for a moment, Emerald tried to copy the way she held the sticks. Frowning to herself, she managed to get them in a hold that.. just felt strange to her. Right, she could do this... and not look like an idiot in front of the other girl. Picking out a new strands of noodles, she was able to raise them though they slipped just before she could get them to her mouth. Groaning, she tried again, just managing to snag one before the rest slipped off. This was hopeless.. She shot Ruby a deadpan look that screamed ‘don’t laugh’.

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silver-butcher:

Mercury tried to pack but found himself unable to pack anything the silver haired teen had nothing worth holding onto nothing he viewed as worthy of weighing them down. Em would have the provisions all he needed was to be fully loaded this was going to be a dead sprint, it was the first time Mercury Black had conceived to leave everything behind. Still the idea of having someone desert with him was a new concept much less to have WANTED that company.

The goal was to escape together Mercury would have to focus on that and let all the violence and malice he felt towards Salem and her crones fall by the wayside. They had no time nor energy for picking fights if they wanted to make this work honestly, after ensuring his weapons performance the butcher resumed what would have been, if seen, normal behavior for him. Agitated he beat into the sandbag he’d been provided, did push-ups any number of physical activities to keep his mind focused but not enough to tire him.

When the time came Mercury approached Em directly wanting her to see clearly it was him knowing how frightened she had been since they arrived here. He hated it still, soon that would be over this would all be behind them….things could go back to normal he hoped.

“Alright. Lets go.”

Looking up when she heard Mercury approach, she pushed herself off the wall. She didn’t say a word, just nodded in agreement, her eyes flicking back behind him. Just in case. They couldn’t make a break for it until they were out there. Running now would just draw attention, and the paranoia in her was concerned someone was going to pop around a corner any second.

Shifting her bag on her shoulders, Em turned and headed for the door, expecting Merc to match her step. The sick feeling in her stomach only grew. Her mind kept wandering to Cinder, but even Emerald couldn’t stick around here for her. Having Mercury by her side helped. After all, it wasn’t just her safety she had to take into consideration now. Mercury deserved a better life than this shit hole. Neither of them really had a chance at life.. 

Stepping out the front doors, Emerald stopped, eyes scanning the hoards of Grimm spawning in their cesspools. “Ready?” She asked, grabbing her guns and preparing them. Neither of them could afford a fight. The mission was to get out. Avoid the wolves best the could and put distance between them and this place. The wolves might even work in their favour once they were on the opposite side, but the problem was getting over there first.

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silver-butcher:

“Well I’m no expert but there’s no way something that big is fitting in your little vacuum gun….I’m just saying.” Mercury watched the massive pink monstrosity bounce around ever present grin not faltering as it bounced near himself and Em he gently pushed it away with his foot as she commented on the system. The silver haired one started to wonder if this secretly was what they were doing now instead of jail and they had been set up here. All things considered though at least they could move around here and do something so maybe he was giving the place too hard of a judgement….

…then again another look in the exuberant grin of one of the local life forms maybe not.

“Some asshole is defiantly getting his kicks from having set this up that’s for sure….”

Glancing up as one got a little too close, she couldn’t help but snort a laugh at Mercury’s antics, one hand reaching up to cover mouth. Even in a bad mood, it was funny to watch her partner gently push it away. Like trying to keep an overly excited pet away with an outstretched arm. 

“Probably,” she hummed, dropping her hand again and putting away the slimepedia, “but there’s good money in it so suck it up. These things aren’t worth much so come on. I don’t want to stick around and find out what a ‘tarr’ is.”

Slime Rancher!AU || Merc & Em

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silver-butcher:

Mercury had been fighting with this machine the entire time his partner in crime was gone but, it was starting to look like it was worth his while. Mercury was no genius mechanic but he knew enough and was smart enough to pick up things as he went along with any particular item or device. The technology here was defiantly super weird the silver haired teen felt like he was always fighting it but, after half a day of fighting the pieces were starting to fit into place most of the inside of the machine was lit up again though he was covered up to his elbows in what was left of the Tarr.

“Hey Em. Yeah it’s going at least a few more things and I think we can put the lid back on and test this thing with someone we don’t hate first just so we don’t waste our time sending this asshole a whole lot of nothing.”

“Someone we don’t hate?” Emerald laughed off, grin hitching, “that doesn’t leave us with many options, Merc. Oh! I’ll grab a chicken for BOb.” That ‘totally-not-a-stack-of-slimes-under-a-trench-coat’ guy was kind of adorable. In the ‘thank God I only have to deal with you through trading on a computer’ way. How they ate the chickens whole and alive was still disturbing.. but at least she didn’t have to see it.

“I’ll get you a towel too,” Emerald offered as she walked of, crinkling her nose at him. “You look disgusting. Well.. more than usual.”

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wantedtobestronger:

“Its a restaurant chain called Atlas Bread Company, they do a lot of things with bread,” Cinder laughed softly, and offered a reassuring smile. “If a sandwich is what you feel like, then get a sandwich. But I’ve always favored this thing they do, where they carve a hole into a loaf, put it aside, and fill the bread with soup. Which I think could be just what you need for a satisfying, warm meal.”

“I…understand you’re still getting used to not being alone,” She added quietly, “Believe me, I do. I was alone for years before…” Cinder trailed off. “Take your time, I mean.” She didn’t want to compare instances. She knew better.

“A restaurant?” Emerald choked back in surprise. For bread? Cinder had promised to never let Emerald go hungry again though she didn’t realise that it meant something to.. flashy. Well it was flashy to her.

“Oh n-no, that’s fine!” That.. sounded better than a sandwich honestly. Both sounded better than just bread. Threading her fingers through her fringe, Emerald’s brows creased in consideration. This was going to be a lot to get use to. Looking up at the ‘before’, Em wanted to ask ‘before what?’. She didn’t know Cinder that long.. It was probably out of line for her to prod. Still, she was curious now. “Thank you, ma’am. It’s just.. all different.”

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silver-butcher:

Mercury was fiddling with his phone moving his hands back and forth when Emerald emerged still not looking at her directly as she walked out. The barb in her voice felt more familiar than even the very reluctant thanks earlier and Mercury didn’t even look up form his game as he addressed her already quite sure her complaint was due to his clothing not fitting her.

“Yeah yeah I”m the freakish one but, at least I didn’t wind up in the trash or did you forget that’s how we got here in the first place.”  finally the silver haired teen put his game away and saw how ridiculous she looked…he couldn’t help it…he laughed though tried and failed to restrain it.

“Well at least mine’s not permanent,” Emerald shot back, hands on her hips which.. lost its effect with baggy clothes and rolled up sleeves that were still too long. She saw the laughter coming. Some optimistic part of her had hoped he’d exercise some tact but, really, this was Mercury. Of course he couldn’t help himself.

Rolling her eyes skywards, she regretting thanking him earlier. “Laugh it up. If you’re ever in my position, I’m willing to ruin one of my outfits for the sweet revenge. Speaking of, why the hell didn’t you just get something of mine?”

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little-red-huntress:

“Forks?” Ruby had never even asked to be honest she’d just messed her way along with the chopsticks they were given she was unsure what to do now honestly. She thought about Emeralds request a second longer and then sort of tried to wave down the little old man working the stand but, he seemed pretty well occupied with other customers sitting down.

“Hey uh excuse…me…yeah no he’s not listening to us anymore…” they were dead to him, they’d paid and received their food the noodle jockey just had to move on Ruby guessed.

If she hadn’t been trying to blend in, if it had been Mercury or Cinder beside her and she hadn’t been worried about him recognising her, she would have bit the man’s head off for ignoring them. Eyes narrowing after him, she was a little pissed that he just outright ignored the girl. By the sounds of it she was a loyal customer too.. And she’d been talking so highly of the place too.

She could just alter her appearance for the man and demand his attention, but Emerald didn’t want Ruby thinking she was a bitch. Not yet at least. “It’s fine,” Emerald insisted, shooting Ruby a thankful smile. “Thanks for trying. I’ll figure it out just.. don’t laugh at me.”

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pyrrha-nikosx:

Pyrrha looked at Emerald. She couldn’t believe that the green haired girl wasn’t on the airship with Mercury, there wasn’t a second that those two weren’t together, much like Ren and Nora, but she wasn’t so sure where their relationship landed. Her weapons tucked carefully behind her back, and the redhead listened to Em carefully.

“I thought you had gone away with him, and your other teammates, but I’m glad you’ve volunteered to stay behind and pack, that’s very nice of you. Do you need any help? I have a couple minutes to spare before the fight” Pyrrha said with a big smile and a nod. “What happened? Did you see it properly? It all happened so fast“

“I did,” Emerald nodded, eyes cast down in what she knew looked pathetic, sad. She was good at the whole ‘beggers’ look. “It was.. a mess. We had to get him to a medic the whole thing was just a whirlwind. Once he was taken care of, we had to pick one of us to stay back.”

Eyes wide, Emerald waved her off, “No! Please, don’t put yourself out! I’m almost finished. I’m just trying to clear my head.. It wasn’t exactly a pretty sight.” At least she could try to benefit from bleeding hearts. “Just what everyone else saw,” she lied. After all, she was the only one who saw the same image as Yang. “I didn’t enter the arena until after it happened. Mercury said he was congratulating her and she just..” Dropping her eyes again, Emerald let it trail off there. “Last I saw, he wasn’t doing well. There’ll.. probably be permanent damage.”

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silver-butcher:

Mercury rolled his eyes when she sighed at him, if she told him to get her something else he was letting her walk home smelling like that. Fortunately, she did not do that and he allowed her to take the clothing he’d brought her he decided it prudent not to add any further commentary as again, what he had brought her had been in lack of forethought not outright malice or antagonism.

“Yeah yeah, you’re welcome.” Attitude or not a thank you was a rare gem form Emerald so he took it and sat down aware of her little lie about how long she might be and he sat down nearby pulling out a little game on his scroll to keep himself amused.

The shower was bliss. Once upon a time she had been use to the feel of filth coated on her but, after staying with Cinder and Mercury, she’d come to despise the feeling. Showers were amazing and, yeah, she probably spent longer in there than strictly necessary. She would have stayed a full fifteen minutes longer if Mercury wasn’t waiting for her. 

Drying herself off and getting dress, Emerald stared at herself in the mirror with uncertainty. She did NOT pull off silver like Mercury did. What’s more, Mercury was much taller and larger than her, the clothes feeling overly baggy on her. She had to roll the pant legs and sleeves up just so she could use her hands and not deal with the pants dragging on the ground. Sure, they felt kind of comfortable, but she still looked... ridiculous. With a slightly sour face, she finally stepped out. “Why are you so freakishly tall?”

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silver-butcher:

Mercury grinned victoriously when she agreed to his little addition to her quite frankly great plan. The butcher was already taking the top off the machine  looking at how much the remnants of tar had begun to ruin it…it didn’t look too bad but, was somewhat displaced and needed to be taken out and put back together some of the parts were foreign but where they fit into the machinery seemed rather self-explanatory.

“You go get ready for our next little ‘gift’ and I’ll put this all together maybe by the time you get back we might have a lovely letter from our new ‘friend’. After that hopefully this piece of junk will be working to send our next ‘present’.”

“Got it,” Emerald answered, already heading out. It would take awhile, but Mercury probably needed the time anyway. Pink slimes were easy enough and overly common. It was hard to go a five minutes without them bursting from nowhere. Tabbys and rocks were a little harder though she managed. For the forth, Emerald went deeper to find rads. Maybe she was being spiteful over a poorly written letter, but maybe she could screw up his gardens too with a nice dose of radiation. No matter where she went, she was still a criminal.

Returning with a full vac, she headed back over to Mercury. She’d probably taken about half a day, but it was done. “How’s it going?”

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silver-butcher:

Mercury just wanted to find a damn map terminal he didn’t like wandering around with no idea where they were or where they were going. Or even how to get back, still the silver haired assassin was keeping close tabs on landmarks to at bare minimum help them get back today. He had no desire to be lost in the middle of nowhere with Em with these fucking things popping everywhere. When one doubled in size he made a face and had to physically restrain his impulse to assault it as something dangerous.

“Well that’s completely disturbing. What does your magic little info book say about those things…good grief…it just ate shit and doubled in size I am really questioning you on this being ‘better’ than jail Em.”

Growling in the back of her throat in frustration, she opened up her slimepedia. The most irritating then was she couldn’t even BLAME him! The longer she spent here, the more she considered just how bad jail would be. 

“A.. largo?” She offered, frowning a little as she read it over. “Like a mix-breed. Makes double the plorts but..” Glancing up again, she frowned at the abonination. “Three times the size too..” Reading it over again, she read out, “don’t let the largo eat a different type of plort or else it’ll turn into a tarr. What the hell is a tarr?” She asked more so herself. Flicking through her slimepedia, she couldn’t find anything. “Great. It doesn’t show information unless we actually find one..” Like the maps. “What kind of bullshit system is this?”

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silver-butcher:

It was off to see Emerald so unquestioningly agree with anything he suggested, all the more reason to get out. This place was affecting them he couldn’t tease her and she couldn’t be offended the air the whole place had a heavy air, it was suffocating. There was a difference between having a questionable morale compass and well, this, this was something Mercury didn’t want to engage in anymore…if they needed money Em could steal and he could reluctantly or not take up his father’s old mantle of a local skilled assassin. They had both agreed anything was better.

Mercury had nothing to pack save for the few tools he kept for his legs but, if they were lost in the process of escape they could be easily replaced. Still he ran a basic tuning check with more precision than he could ever recall using tuning his prosthetic limbs. There was no time for chance malfunction or for half loaded weapons Em could get them out of certain jams with her semblance but if they got surrounded or had to deal in masses of Grimm he absolutely had to be a peak performance.

Neither of them had a home but, Em was a good person at least better than him she deserved one….and he doubted she wanted to be alone anymore than he did…so he’d just have to do for company. There were worse things in this world than being stuck with each other…much worse.

Getting ready was simple yet so nerve-wrecking. So far she wasn’t even doing anything wrong. If someone ‘caught her’, all she was doing was maintaining her weapons, something expected of her. Still, the irrational fear in her thought that someone would see straight through her. That they could be able to tell what her plans were. It was stupid to think that way but.. she honestly was scared for her life at this point. Mercury’s too. If she screwed up, it was curtains for them both.

Hours passed and Emerald finally found herself where Mercury had told her to meet, arms crossed forcing herself to look casual, just in case. She had a small bag slung over her back, one change of clothes along with food and water. Enough to last them a day. They’d come by civilisation by the second day. She planned it all out in her head. Still, that didn’t calm her nerves. That sick feeling in the pit of her stomach was still PAINFULLY growing. She was early but she still couldn’t help but mentally scream for Mercury to hurry up. The longer she stood here, the worse it seemed to get. 

She hadn’t seen anyone else yet, thank the Gods. They all had better thing to do than ‘babysit’ Cinder’s ‘lackeys’. There was a time when Emerald had been insulted to be dismissed as such a disposable part of this ‘group’ but.. right now it was working in their favour. If they were lucky, maybe Salem’s crew wouldn’t even care. 

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little-red-huntress:

“Oh yeah! I told you this place is he best you totally get the most food for your lien! I love it and the noodles are soooo goooood he makes them himself and they’re just the best no matter what kind you get!” Ruby grinned widely ready to dig into her bowl when the old man caught her eyes and she recalled someone had ot pay before they ate.

“Oh yeah sorry.” she spoke not to Emerald but the clerk as she fumbled through her wallet looking at the total and throwing the corresponding lien cards on the table it was a bit more but when she was offered her change she just shrugged and told him to keep it smiling.

“Okay! Let’s dig in I’m telling you you’ll really like it!”

He makes it himself? What a waste of time. Not to mention how little money he makes for such a large portion. This was a really bad business practice. No wonder he has two jobs. Watching Ruby pay for them, she still felt guilty. She wasn’t use to people willingly parting with money for her.

“Oh, okay..” Looking down, Emerald spotted the chopsticks to the side. She.. had never used chopsticks before. “Um.. is there forks?” She asked, looking over to Ruby. She really didn’t want to make herself look like an idiot by trying to figure these things out.

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emberkris:

It was through training and self control that Octavia didn’t snap at anyone, the hold on her arm also helped. She gave the stranger a thankful look as they pushed through and even appreciated the fact that some people would move. Tavia didn’t exactly think too hard on why honestly, she hated crowds and didn’t need a reason for why. Emerald, the name was suiting. Octavia almost didn’t hear her partner in crowd weaving ask her for her name. “Octavia Ember. I don’t mind being called Tavia.” The redhead had a good feeling about the girl helping her through this crowd and even gave her nickname usage. “It’s nice to meet you, Emerald. I kind of wish it wasn’t through nearly running into each other though.” Tavia let out a chuckle at the situation. The crowd was thankfully thinning as the student dorms came into sight, breathing was easier and there was room without immediate hitting anyone. Then her scroll went off, a text from Neby.  Her free hand went to pull out her scroll so she could glance at the message. Her mouth settled into a line while her eyebrow raised. “Well, I guess I get the room to myself for a bit.” She said with a happy undertone while quickly putting it away, it meant she got to decide which bed would be hers. “Oh hey, no pressure, but would you like to hang out for a bit? If you’re not busy, of course.” Octavia had asked out of pure impulse, not really worrying too much about her team. They’d be out for awhile anyways. 

“Well they can’t all be winners,” Emerald laughed off. Yeah, running into each other wasn’t the greatest way to meet people, but there wasn’t anything they could do about it now. Once they were in the clear, Emerald let Tavia go. 

Hearing the girl’s scroll, Emerald spared her a glance. She sounded pretty pleased to be left at her own leisure. If Emerald got her room to herself she would probably be just as excited. As much as she cared for her teammates, it got pretty suffocating VERY fast. “Don’t sound too happy,” she teased lightly, brow rising at Tavia’s question. She really was new to this whole ‘friends’ thing. 

“Oh, uh, sure.” She really didn’t have a reason to shoot the other down, and she was suppose to be collecting information.. “I’m not doing anything so, sure, guess it’s your turn to lead the way.”

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pyrrha-nikosx:

Deep breaths… Deep breaths. Come on, Pyrrha, you’ve done this a million times. It’s just a fight. Plus, it’s Penny… How hard can it be? You won’t hurt her, you’ll fight around, finish her off like everyone else and then you’ll be on to the next thing. Yes.

Those words kept going around in a loop inside Pyrrha’s brain. She had never been one to be very nervous before a fight, but for some reason, the redhead had escaped to team JNPR’s dorm, with the excuse that she had to go get something she’d forgotten and Milo and Akouo could use a last minute clean, but in total honest, she had been sitting on her bed and balancing a spoon which was hovering over her hand. That usually calmed her down. 

Once she felt herself ready, she got up. One last look in the mirror, to check everything was okay and ready, and she left the dorm room. A quick flash of aqua caught her eye. “Emerald?” She spoke out, her head slightly tilted to the side. And then she remembered what had happened “What are you doing here? How’s Mercury?”

Hearing her one name, Emerald reluctantly came to a stop. Of all the people to catch her.. Turning, Emerald swallowed back the building dread. It was going to take a lot to get herself out of this one.. 

“Mercury’s on his way back to Mistral,” she lied. “He’s.. leg is pretty messed up. Since they left in such a rush, I’m packing up our belongings and heading back on a later flight.” That was a convincing lie.. right? It was a like that only had to last until after this fight. If she could just bluff it.. “I wont know how he’s going until they land.”