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"Me? Hex. No last name like most of these fancy ones- just Hex. I have no idea who they are. The good man only knows how on this twisted earth they managed to get here, honestly." Turning to Ashe, she cocked her head to the side and grinned slightly, the expression somewhat disturbing on such...

She was never one to really engage in chatter, Hex. The few words she generally spoke were of self preservation, excluding the almost constant singsong stream of rhymes that she had stored away over the years, their presence somewhat of a precursor to the removal of valuables. So as the others...

Hex let out a small sound, somewhere between a strangled squeak and a sudden exhalation of breath as the scarecrow-like figure turned to her, moving forwards with the deliberate step she knew too well of a predator that had his prey cornered, an assured kill. The lion's grin, stretched obscenely...

"Eeny, Meeny, Miney, Mo. Catch a tiger by it's toe. If it squeals, let it go..." From her perch, Hex watched and waited as they moved forward, the force of their takeoff pressing her back in her seat just as much as the grace of self preservation and the intense desire to avoid a rogue...

"A penny for the alderman" That all Hex saw from her corner of the truck as she huddled out of harm and everyone else's way, strands of childish melody twisting from lips pressed tight. She watched as everyone piled in, then ran out as the man fell. She watched, wide eyed, from her seat atop...

Hex didn't really argue at her sudden movement, being shoved unceremoniously into the truck. After all, it had gotten her out of the firing line with little expense of her own. Hell, it even turned out that they had her bag stashed in the back of the vehicle they were all piling into. If it...

Taking advantage of the distraction of attention on herself by the appearance of armed and rather violently disposed Foundation members, Hex stretched herself out until she could barely reach the figure sprawled next to her. With a quick push off from the side of the truck, she managed to wrap...

Cocking her head to the side, despite the bag covering it and limiting her sight to pinpricks of light through the course weave, she listened intently to his description of their situatuion. "So..." she started, trying to comprehend exactly what she had heard. "You're telling me there's a...

Awkwardly patting down her sides and legs to make sure nothing was broken, Hex rolled until she had her back up against a wall, shuffling as far away from her new companion as physically possible. Nothing permanent, in terms of injuries, though she was pretty sure that she had copped an elbow to...

Hex was intensely alert from the point at which she heard the Foundation men start barking at each other about another person, trying to figure out exactly what she'd gotten herself into. It had been as simple as sneaking into their compound to map the place out the previous night, until of...

I have. Many times. Mainly it's myself doing so. I'm not the best of players, but since I've only been seriously gaming since about mid '09, I feel that my skill level compared to time spent playing is quite good; I can hold my own pretty well against most guys. I usually haunt games like...