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((My ideas refuse to come out of my head. I have to force them out sometimes, or they'll want to come out when I'm doing something else. Or something else. Rofl, I didn't want to put on my socks, was too lazy.))

Raphael rubbed at his temple, wondering what to do with the persistent man. Then he gave a sigh. "Ah was hopin' I wouldnae have to do this..." "Do what?" The man called back, overhearing. Raphael stooped down a bit, messing with the Fatum's controls before hearing the groan of the shoulder joints. The machine slowly brought the spire it held to the Royal Guard's own Walker, holding it straight rather than at an angle. Raphael stopped the motion before it raised any higher and then climbed up onto the Fatum's shoulder, balancing across the arm and then the spire to be in front of the other man. He could see that he was uncertain, gripping his controls as if he'd be able to move them fast enough to knock the Fatum's arms away. He wouldn't have been able to anyway. Digging into a pocket, Raphael pulled something out and held it in front on him, perched on the end of the spire as he was, so the man saw it clearly. The Royal Guard gulped and his eyes widened in fear. "V--" "Now, I told you to leave me be, right?" Raphael said with a careless smile, speaking softly enough so that nobody below could hear but the guard could. He'd lost his Scottish accent. The Royal Guard nodded quickly, still holding onto the controls. "But, I don't understand." "'O course ya don't, these are dark times, more'n than not." Raphael replied, speaking louder now, the accent back. "Darker than any of yoo even realize. In more places than one, though if Ah told ya, you'd think Ah was crazy! Get yourselfs goin' now, enjoy the day!" He tucked what he had out back into his pocket, spinning around to walk back to the Fatum, perfectly fine with walking about 17 feet in the air on only a piece of metal. The Royal Guard behind him moved away, barking orders for his subordinates to move away as well. He sat back down in the comfortable seat, propping his legs up again on the side of the controls. "Well, now Ah'm restless. What should Ah be doin' today?"

((Bad guy. stare *shifty eyes*))

((then what was it that you showed to the royal guards that made them cower like that cause iam stuck on how to make my character approach your character now.))

((ok here it goes.))
Leon entered town, and passed a few Royal Guards as they were fleeing. As they passed he shouted to them, "What do you think you're doing?" They replied that they wanted no dealings with the bloke making trouble in the town. Leon put an exasperated palm against his face. "Tough luck. You are coming with me to deal with this, whether you like it or not." Still, they refused and ran to cower within the base. He yelled out to them, "Fine! You realize that you will be court-martialed for disobeying direct orders when I return?!" He then approached the guy and said to him "Sir, I am going to ask you to move your Gundam one more time. I would also like to inquire as to how you have possession of a Gundam at all." Leon stood his ground and waited for the man's reply.

((Mission slightly not Impossible! Dun dun dun! lol.))

"Thought I told ya--" Raphael began to point out to the newest arrival, thinking that one of the others had turned and came back, before stopping himself. This was a different Guard. He chuckled to himself under his breath, busying himself with lowering the Fatum's arms. Then he turned his attention to the Guard. "Well now, yer a new one, huh? Near as to green as grass as Ah've ever seen. But those're high marks of a rank thare. " He smiled as he looked at him with half-lidded eyes glinting with curiosity behind his spectacles. "Gundam? Ah, ya mean Fatum here." He patted the side fondly with a hand. "Bought 'im fair and square, Ah have the permit if yer no believin' me." He answered the second question but not the first, having already made his point to the previous Royal Guards.

Raphael moved his head to one side, then the other, as if thinking deeply. His arms folded themselves over his chest and he yawned in boredom, showing two sharp canines before his mouth snapped shut in the friendly smile. "Oh, excessive force? Ah'm deeply sorry, but Ah can't be doing that." A hand slipped into his pocket, and he toyed with an idea, though he had no intention of using it. "Ya see, Ah'm actually waitin' for someone here." He gave a boyish wink, implying something other than what he really meant. "You understand, aye?"

"Agh, persistent, persistent yoo are!" Raphael said in an annoyed tone, though he was in truth amused by the determination of the man. He brought his legs up from their perch and crossed them under his body in the chair, manning the Fatum's controls. "Fine fine, Ah'm movin' him. Don't get yer head too far up yer arse in the meantime." The Fatum brought it's feet up 5' from the ground, going over at an easy pace to stand near an abbey, orphaned children who were being taken care of there gasping and pointing up at it. "Royal Guard officer--" Raphael made a rough sound in his throat that sounded halfway between a chuckle and a scoff. "--Fatum disagrees. Oh yeah, tell yer own commander, Lt. Hartwell Ah believe, that X gives his regards! He'll know." Then he leaned over the control area and waved down at the kiddies playing below.

((Kk, last post for tonight I guess. *yawns*))

Raphael shook his head in amazement as the Guard went away, glancing up through his black bangs. He made no further moves to relocate the Fatum any farther than it had been before, only a few giant paces away from the spot the Royal Guards had first "And fairly scatterbrained as well." He muttered to himself with a grin. The young man, he assumed he was young due to the tone his voice took, hadn't even wondered how he'd known his lieutenant. He guessed his pride at having someone obeying an order overruled that. Raphael set his arms more comfortably on the cool metal, seeing the children below clamber over the Fatum's feet. "Ach, Ah wonder how Hartwell deals with those young ones. Ah'm sure he won't tell the boy too much 'bout me if he starts askin' questions. He was always the trusting type, if Ah remember. Just like her." He nodded to himself in satisfaction, letting his eyelids droop a little and watch everything lazily.