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| New Poll! What are you doing here? :O |
| I'm one of the RPers. :3 |
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| I'm lurking, just to read what you guys are up to here... ;O |
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| I'm lurking, looking for the right time to join... ;D |
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| I wanted to choose option 2 just to make you guys nervous, but I am thwarted by this option. >:U |
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| ...I'm just voting for gold. ^_^;; |
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Fedora Warrior Vice Captain
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 Posted: Wed Nov 24, 2010 3:49 am
Rhone strides past Zelos, who at this point was on his hands and knees from pain, while laughing to himself.
"Niiiiice save, buddy."
"..hate.....you......b*****d...."
"We're even for the bar incident last month."
"....fine...."
Zelos slowly gets up and follows behind the group while holding his chest with one hand.
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Posted: Wed Nov 24, 2010 4:26 am
Her hearing picking up on the exchange between Rhone and Zelos, Colette's expression grew curious. She stopped, turned her head back, and said in a questioning tone, "...Bar incident?"
Sheena was perhaps a few feet ahead of the group, her pace having quickened out of her smoldering anger at Zelos. Soon enough, she noticed the young figure in the distance approaching quickly. One she recognized more than the many faces in her village, even. It was undeniable who that colorful scarf belonged to. At first glance, one would assume he was a girl, but she heard enough about him to know his real gender. Another child who had been brought into Mizuho under strange circumstances... "...Shiuza?" the ninja chief uttered, blinking at his approach, then stopping and straightening her posture, folding her arms. She wondered what could have brought the apprentice all the way out here to her, but then again, it could merely have just been part of training.
Kratos had continued ahead of Rhone and Colette, soon stopping behind Sheena. Azriel was still slumbering away in his arms, and her fairy-like mentor had moved to sit on her shoulder.
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Posted: Wed Nov 24, 2010 5:51 am
Lyra gasped at Uriel's not-so-subtle gagging sound but pretended she didn't hear it. Looking back at the dragon now turned human, Lyra spoke normally, able to understand every word that was said. "Let's just say I get more than enough from the work I do at the school and the research lab."
Looking back to Uriel, she smiled. Her house wasn't noticeable at first but it seemed to be secluded from the others and recently built right by the gates. Lyra inhaled outside of the door before opening and tilted her head. There was the smell of food coming from inside of the house. She hadn't been home to cook, how was there food being made inside? It couldn't be her mother who was too weak to move let alone try to cook. Lyra opened the door slowly only to be bombarded by a slightly taller man than she was. Gasping, she recognized his short, very light blue almost white hair and his strange clothing. Then again, she had noticed the swords leaning against the wall by the stairs. Hugging the man back, Lyra sniffled lightly. She seemed to be on the verge of tears. Finally being let out of the man embrace, she turned to the dining area which could be seen from front door. Apparently, the man had been cooking since he'd got there and had forgotten Lyra's favorite foods so the entire dining room tables were filled with food. Sighing she turned to the two that had followed her here.
"Eat as much as you like from the dining area over there. I will join you shortly." Lyra said with a short bow as she retreated up stairs and the strange man to his cooking station. Upon closer inspection of the man, his pointed ears were proudly displayed from behind his hair and his eyes were as pale blue as his hair color. His clothing looked as though it was heavy plated armor but was nothing more than thin but strong leather. The color of his clothing was green with a dark blue crest in the middle of the chest of his uniform but it was mostly hidden due to the cloak he was wearing also. He turned to the two still standing at the door. "Yes, please, make yourself comfortable in the dining room. Lyra and I shall join you shortly." He said, his voice showing the slightest hint of an accent.
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Posted: Wed Nov 24, 2010 12:03 pm
SYBAK
At last, after a long trip, Jason and the scholar's entourage reached Sybak, exiting the EC.
"Wing pack, eh? That's a new one. Odd name, though. I didn't see any wings on the EC."
Adjusting his glasses and obviously irked, the scholar said "It's just a name, Jason." With that, he led Jason into a warehouse near a large lab of some kind and showed him a mostly-finished statue.
"This is what we have so far. The craftsman who made this was met with a fatal accident, unfortunately. We just need you to put on the finishing touches. There are some pictures and charts over there if you need them. Speaking of needing, if I'm no longer needed here, I'll be off. I'll check on you in a bit." The scholar left the warehouse.
Jason got to work with his hammer, chisel, and tools. "I dunnae what's going on with that lad. He seems a tad impatient now, ya know? Of course yeh do, me. If yeh don't, I'd be concerned. I'm just talkin' to meself! Must be a borin' job, yea? But it's a step toward business!" At last, after several hours, he had finished.
"Good job, Jason. Go take a break and then I'll pay you your Gald."
After the scholar approved it, Jason went to the lab's cafeteria for a hard-earned break and some beer. Sadly, the cafeteria had no beer. But hey! After his hard-earned break and beer, he returned to the warehouse to find...
NOTHING.
The statue was gone. The scholar was gone. There was no Gald to be seen anywhere.
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Fedora Warrior Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Nov 27, 2010 12:48 am
(Anything inside of [] is a flashback as told by Zelos. X3)
Rhone's face goes pale (or rather, a lighter gray...) at Colette's question.
"Uhhh..well...er.."
"Oh! I'll tell you."
"Great, that's just what I needed..."
[ Zelos and Rhone are inside of a bar talking about random subjects. Rhone is clearly drunk...after downing 18 shots of whiskey.
"Damn, how much can you drink?"
"I c'n drink lots, Zelos my lord and master." ]
"What?"
"Hush, I'm telling a story."
[ "Ha! My dimwitted friend, you should go hit on that lovely woman across the bar." ]
"You didn't say that! You referred to her as well end-"
"I'M TELLING A STORY!"
[ Rhone attempts to talk to the girl nearby, seeing as he's too drunk to realize he's too drunk to talk to anyone without messing up. In moments, he is slapped, kicked in the crotch by her friend, and then laughed at by nearby bar patrons. ]
"Alright, I'm done." ^_^
"I'm going to kill you. That's not even how it went!!"
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Posted: Sat Nov 27, 2010 11:43 am
Shiuza slowed to a stop, panting as he took the last few steps towards Sheena. When he got there, he immediately stood rigid at attention. "Chief! I have the recent reports and intel!" Shiuza said, whisking out a pile of documents and holding them out to Sheena. The young ninja glanced nervously at the others. They probably thought he was a girl. He looked and sounded like one, and it was always embarrassing when he had to meet new people. Shiuza recognized the chosen among the group, and couldn't help but stare at the grey skinned person in the back. What happened to make his skin so dark? Shiuza had never met a person like him before.
Quickly, the boy broke the stare and focused on Sheena. This was his only assignment for the day, and the documents he was delivering were hardly of importance, which was why they were assigned to a novice shinobi such as Shiuza. The wolf monsters at his side stayed close to his feet, panting and watching the others with clear milky white eyes.
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Posted: Sat Nov 27, 2010 4:46 pm
SYBAK Jason stared in shock at the empty warehouse. He looked around for a sign of any hint as to where his employer had gone. His employer... He had never introduced himself. He seemed in a rush. He seemed quite suspicious. While cursing to himself and waving his fist in the air, Jason quite literally bumped into someone familiar... And also quite nervous-looking. He also has pointy ears, if that matters. " It's you, lad! Get over here!" Flooring the anxious scholarly sidekick dude with a flying tackle and hogtying him with chains, he proceeded to sit on his chest and cross his arms angrily. " Where's the statue? Where's your boss? Where's me gald?!" "I-I don't know!" " Dwarven Vow #11: Lying is the first step down the path to thievery! Tell me the truth, lad. Never anger a dwarf. Oh, and thievery's no good. Don't make me sit on your face, now, lad!" "Aah! N-not the face! U-um... The g-guy's name is Khanne-" " KHAN!!!!!!!", Jason earth-shakingly roared, knocking over mirrors and vases in several nearby houses. "N-no, sir, you didn't let me finish. I said Khannery." " Wouldn't happen to be KHAN!!!!"- again- " Khannery, would it, lad?" "So you k-know him?" " Nae, lad. Lucky guess. Continue unless you'd like a flatter face." "Khan was l-lying about the whole d-deal. H-he really s-sells f-forged h-historical artifacts to r-rich people through the b-black market... He's selling that one to some noble. I honestly d-don't know which one! R-really! He n-never pays his workers, because he wants to m-make more G-gald... H-he owes me a lot, but he n-never pays me... He arranged an accident for t-that other artisan." " You can't mean the dead one, lad?!" "Y-yes, that one. I-i don't expect to last much longer myself. Please don't sit on me!" " Where did he go, lad?!" Jason shook the guy's shoulders, making his head bob madly. "I-i don't know! He took the s-statue and the EC out of town. I don't know where! Please don't sit on me!" The guy struggled to escape being a seat. " I won't, lad. Keep yer undies on. Get out 'a here, hide yerself. Have yer hat back. Eh, nice one too. Get yerself a new job, avoid Khan." "I-I can't do anything on my own!" " Dwarven Vow #4: Don't depend on others. Walk on your own two legs. I'm sure you can do it, lad. Get your pointy ears a spellin' job or summat. Now... I go for Khan! No one cheats an Ironheart!" Jason charged out of the warehouse with a shout. "M-mister Jason, you forgot to u-untie me... Man!" Jason ran across town in a rage, gathering some more weird looks. Eventually, he reached the entrance of the city, then fell on his face in the square with a shout of " KHAN!!!".
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Posted: Sat Nov 27, 2010 5:20 pm
((Wai-wai-wait. Hold up a second. Brain. Trying to wrap around things. sweatdrop I...I'm under the impression that Sheena's group is still outside the city, in the field? Running into Shiuza and all. The way I see it, perhaps they are already close to the gates by a few yards...but they had not entered the city yet. What tipped anyone off that they had?  Man, that post you made, Evil? Epic funny even...  Sorry to mess things up... sweatdrop ))
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Posted: Sat Nov 27, 2010 5:38 pm
(( Gah, frick. So, in other words...we screwed up? D: ))
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Posted: Sat Nov 27, 2010 5:42 pm
((You and Evil can still edit things around.  I would just about go on as if Sheena and co. are still out in the field.))
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Posted: Sat Nov 27, 2010 5:49 pm
(( Ah, no point in my edit, really. I'll just destroy that post from the face of the planet. xD ))
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Posted: Sat Nov 27, 2010 10:18 pm
(I'm new in the RP, and making my debut while you guys are in the field. In an effort to make a smooth entrance, I'm not interacting with anyone yet, I'll write in OOC when I'm revealing myself! Can't wait!)
Flynn could see the city now. He trudged along, weighed by both his swords, and exhaustion. It was now easy feat, traveling alone, but he knew that his homeland wouldn't be too fond of him if he were to return. No, he could never go back. He'd already stolen from them, and made an oath to himself that he'd live on, no matter what. As if to disrupt his reluctant notions, the familiar pang of hunger set in. Flynn would just have to wait until he was in the city. He walked around a bend in his path, and froze. He laid eyes on a group, just outside the city, the first group of people Flynn had seen since leaving his home. He regained his sanity, and kept walking. Surely, they would have no interest in him. No one outside his home ever did. Flynn understood, though, and was still devoted to serving others any way he could. For now though, he simply walked past the group of strangers, eying them as he went on. Once inside the city gates, he stood up against a wall, waiting. "They may be of a different kind than I, but it is within my oath that I help the worthy with their quest. Such is my life." He muttered to himself. For now, he would wait, patiently exposed to the sun's glimmering rays.
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Posted: Sun Nov 28, 2010 6:21 am
(Edited! That's ok, Azura. I just misunderstood. Could have sworn they were in the city... KHAN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! rofl )
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Posted: Sun Nov 28, 2010 12:18 pm
Uriel followed her into the building and eyed the swords by the stairs. Uriel thought he recognized the crafter, so he lifted them to examine the weight. "Uh huh," he unconsciously muttered to Lyra. After his attention allowed him to notice more than just the swords, he lifted his head to see an entire table covered in food before him. The colorful display looked more like an edible circus than a meal. There was every type of food he could think of, and things he'd never even seen before. After an examination, he decided which piece of the table had the most food he wanted, and left his jacket on the closest chair. He vowed to be the first to start in on the riceballs! THE RICEBALLS!!!!!!!!!!!Now that Uriel's spot was preserved, he walked over to the stairs. Putting his feet on the bottom of it, and his hand on the top, he swung around and hung off of it, waiting for Lyra to come down. But then he dropped his feet back to the ground and took a step toward the kitchen. He noticed the other man. "I don't suppose you're her mom, are you? What're you doing here?" After the words escaped, he realized it was pretty rude. It sounded like the man didn't belong here, even though according to Lyra he did. Uriel really only meant to ask who he was. Yes, who was he? ((Uhm is the guy human, elf, or half-elf? You said his ears were showing but were they pointed or what? ....and what is a "KHAN!!!" ? O_o))
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