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 Posted: Sun Apr 04, 2010 11:10 am
Kei was quickly caught by Misha and helped back upright, the orange haired boy quickly apologized to the Essentic as he listened to Timka's explanation, "A magicker? Well, I don't think I want my Essentic to be magical. Just able to dance." Soon afterwords though, Kei watched as Timka and Misha talked back and fourth amongst themselves. Something about social type and what not... Kei could do nothing but stand there watching helplessly wondering what the heck they were chattering about. Perhaps Kei should have read more of the documents when he had the chance, because now he was just completely lost and unsure of what to say.
Soon after, Kei was suddenly bombarded by the two of them all at the same time. "I... I... " Kei stuttered, attempting to answer their questions. His eyes quickly back and fourth, unsure of what to say or do. The two of them stared at Kei expectantly, putting him under the spotlight. The boy was more frightened now than he was before, as if the two of them were about to eat him if he did not answer their questions correctly. Finally, Kei opened his mouth to answer quickly, all his words jumbling together at the top of his lungs, the boy shouter "Yes I can handle one, I have worked with children before, this can't be any different! Yes, I can provide for one and deal with it's loyalty!! And yes, I will be able to care for the Essentic, always having a way for it to fulfill it's role!!!!!!!" Kei took a deep breath, panting heavily as he attempted to calm down from his sudden outburst.
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Posted: Sun Apr 04, 2010 12:25 pm
Tandem blink. Both settled down after his sudden splutter of replies, glancing at each other wondering what had set off that fuse now. Uhm...
"Well, if that wasn't just a panic reaction, I could always run a background check on you to see if you're allegible to one our, uh, services." Timka eventually blurted out.
"And we're not really children... Okay, okay, at first we really suck at knowing the world, but anyone would get confused, sheesh." Misha added, then flustered at a rolling-eyes look from his owner. "No, what I meant to say is that we eally do grow up. You never have to look after us like babies..."
"So, should I give you a check? It's just to make sure you haven't been in jail or any of that crap. No doubt the Boss has plenty of info on you anyway." Light-hearted creepy remark.
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Posted: Sat Jun 26, 2010 6:47 am
Goodness, Kei had really done it with his sudden outburst. The two of them probably thought he was loony now, but it was partially their fault as well for asking him so many questions at one time. Kei wasn't used to that much pressure on him all at once, so when bombarded with questions, of course he was going to explode under all the pressure. Kei responded to Timka, slightly nodded his head... "Sure, go right ahead." It wasn't as if Kei had anything to check anyways. Kei was probably one of the most innocent people out there, having never done anything bad in his entire life, always the one to follow the rules. As Timka mentioned the last part about her Boss having a lot of info on him, Kei became slightly unnerved. Did these workers here track down every part of people's life? That was slightly sketchy, to say the least, but Kei didn't exactly acknowledge it. Kei turned his attention back to Misha and gave a little nervous smile. Kei really had no idea what he was getting himself into by involving himself with these slightly insane people...
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Posted: Mon Jun 28, 2010 1:29 am
And 'right ahead' she went. In an instant Timka had vanished behind her desk, checking out something in the array of thick folders she had, typpity-typing something on her keyboard, ferreting through her info, to after about three minutes snatch up a printout rolling out of the laserprinter and make a dash upstairs through the 'forbidden' door.
Misha simply waited below with Kei then, thinking, smiling, rather curious-eager to find out what would happen next. And sure enough, soon his owner came swiftly treading down the stairs again, with Banning in tow. Timka quickly made way for he man, and as soon as she was out of his line of sight, 'the glare' popped up. Gold-toned hawk-eyes drilling into Kei, at first sharply, then less intrusively when the youth was okayed, approved of for now.
In three, four stiff strides, the Duke made his way over to Kei, and held his hand out to him.
"Good day. I'm the owner of this establishment, Duke Banning DeLonghy. Pleased to make your acquaintance." he introduced himself, reserved as usual. "I hear you show an interest in our services?"
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