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 Posted: Sun Nov 09, 2008 12:16 am
"My Duke, you forgot something!" the Duchess called out. She hurtled through the air, a halberd with an enormous blade in her hands. She slammed into the angel with it, throwing him back against the wall; a mesh of yellow light forming hexagons had blocked both impacts, but he seemed displeased.
"Thank you, my dear. I had forgotten that," the Duke replied, taking the halberd as she offered it and holding it one-handed. The Duchess looked over to Agnese.
"You should be careful," she chided. "Angels are dangerous ones. The Duke will take care of that one, but he'll need me to watch his back, and we can't have you dying here, can we?" The Angel stood and glared at the Duke, facing off in a combat stance.
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Posted: Sun Nov 09, 2008 11:16 am
((So... they just have a picture of an empty eyesocket for Fyrin?
And what am I supposed to do from here?))
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Posted: Sun Nov 09, 2008 11:43 am
((Fyrin would receive a "No retina present" and "No fingerprint present" note and just have a sample of DNA taken from his marrow. xd
From here, you're free to do anything related to the underground city and check for new missions. Access a terminal and I'll bring up a list of missions relevant to your character.))
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Posted: Sun Nov 09, 2008 2:17 pm
"How exactly am I supposed to be careful when there's a hole in the floor of the plane and I'm covered in innards?" Agnese half hissed half whimpered. HEr shaking hands went for her seat belt and she prayed to everything she knew that she wouldn't trip trying to get away from these two non-humans.
But where was she supposed to go? It didn't matter to her at the moment, as long as it was far away from more blood and guts.
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Posted: Sun Nov 09, 2008 3:37 pm
Joe nodded excitedly. "All right!"
He waited until Linda was done, then said, "Sooooo...how bout that forge?" in a not-so-subtle way to Josh.
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Posted: Sun Nov 09, 2008 6:53 pm
Josh grinned. "Check the terminal; I'm sure you can find one to rent out."
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"Well, sitting in place won't help," Duchess Yang pointed out to Agnese. "Get on one of the gunnery decks or-" Her fist flashed out, launching the angel back towards the Duke, who had apparently launched it in the first place. "Or the medical section." She informed Agnese of directions to each.
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Posted: Sun Nov 09, 2008 6:56 pm
Before proceeding, Joe turned to Linda. "I don't want to like, force you into anything." Again with the accidental creepiness. "I can wait to do the project, if you want."
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Posted: Sun Nov 09, 2008 7:06 pm
Linda shrugged. "Arturo wants me to spend a few days explaining the process before we start. I guess we'll get situated for a bit, and you can pick up the materials. I'm going to find a place to stay." She approached the terminal and began experimenting with its functions.
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Posted: Sun Nov 09, 2008 7:09 pm
Joe deflated a bit. "Aww. OK. Guess I can just go on some missions."
He went to the terminal and began typing. After a bit of trial and error, he was passingly proficient at its use.
((Venom? My missions, if you would.))
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Posted: Sun Nov 09, 2008 7:20 pm
Joe, on the terminal beside Linda's, managed to obtain this list:
Courier
Contractor: Sebastian "Stonehands"
Mission: I need a courier not previously connected to myself or Rose Leblanc to deliver a package to her. Contact for more details.
Hunt
Contractor: "Centiruas"
Mission: A wyvern seems to have established itself somewhere in the Alps. Contact for more details.
Blatant, Unashamed Theft
Contractor: Sebastian "Stonehands"
Mission: A vampire business front has been found. We need documents relating to their transactions in the last fiscal quarter to uncover their other connections.
It seemed he'd have to establish himself better to get more variety of options.
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Posted: Sun Nov 09, 2008 7:29 pm
Joe shrugged. Scanning his options, he tapped lightly on "Courier." A short mission would be good for now.
Joe had a feeling that "Hunt" would be next. But "Courier" was it for now. Memorizing the directions, Joe waved a hand at the others and set off.
Marco looked around a bit, and proceeded to the terminal. "How's this work for me?" he asked Josh. "Who runs this place? Hunters? Angels?"
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Posted: Sun Nov 09, 2008 7:37 pm
"Hunters. Only fairly high-grade Demon Hunters get in usually," Alan replied. "Or they go to our shared city in Luxembourg. Angels can't get in because they refuse to use or utilize another's Shadow magic, and Shadowstepping is the only way to enter the city."
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Posted: Sun Nov 09, 2008 7:42 pm
Marco nodded. "High-grade, huh? Explains why I've never been here." He looked around in wonder.
"I'm kinda open for now. Anything I can do to help?"
Joe, meanwhile, had arrived at his destination. "Umm...hello?" he called. "Stonehands?"
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Posted: Sun Nov 09, 2008 7:52 pm
A bald man arose from within the ground next to Joe; he was average height, but his muscle shirt showed that calling his muscles "muscles" would be like calling a full-grown dragon "a lizard."
Only with less fire-breath.
"Joe Simpson, here to delivery a package?" the man asked. His face was muscled. That didn't even make sense. Neither did "here to delivery a package," but oh well.
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Posted: Sun Nov 09, 2008 7:55 pm
Joe had a hard time choosing between making an exclamation of surprise or an uncontrolled burst of laughter at (in his opinion) the comical-looking man. In the end, he did neither, but he did make an odd snorting kind of sound.
"That's me," he said. "Is this gonna be hard?"
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