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Sleet Tempest Snape rolled 1 10-sided dice:
2
Total: 2 (1-10)
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 Posted: Sat Feb 11, 2012 3:24 pm
This was not where he wanted to be, he'd have preferred being out on the city streets draining energy. But this was some sort of gathering and held some importance, at least from what he gathered. But really did it have to be a rave? Alexandre was not the sort to party, it wasn't his thing, and so this with the pounding music was not his sort of place. And yet here he was, as the glowing band on his wrist reminded him, if the moving bodies and heart pounding music didn't do that already.
Not for the first time since people had started to arrive he cursed his uniform, it was much too hot with it on and the body heat from all these people, and there was no where he could toss his coat without it being trampled. At least he didn't stand out, considering he'd just seen a pink and white panda bear move past him - what a horrifying sight. Shaking his head he finally decided to join the masses of people on the dance floor, he had a job to do.
Never having been to such a place he tried to blend in, follow what others were doing, as he got close to those around him and with seeking hands finding a body. Hands settled on the sides of the person while he copied their movements, everything else was pushed to the back of his mind as he focused on the work at hand - energy collecting. Drawing what energy he could from them, hoping no one noticed his actions.
Flags: 1/5
Points: 0
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Syusaki rolled 1 10-sided dice:
8
Total: 8 (1-10)
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Posted: Sat Feb 11, 2012 3:49 pm
This was one training exercise Fukalite didn’t fully abhor. It would be an understatement to say the young lieutenant liked parties of any sort. She found herself completely at ease in the noisy setting, her back lightly pressed against one of the walls as she took the moment to enjoy a bit of alone time. Arms crossed, Fukalite brought her drink to her lips and took a small sip. While she enjoyed consuming alcohol, being drunk didn’t sound like the best state to be in when collecting energy. She thanked her lucky stars her Negaverse uniform was casual. Its simplicity would allow her to easily blend into the crowd. An amused grin tugged at her lips as she noted the extreme proximity of all the dances on the floor. Perhaps eccentric clothing wouldn’t be too much of a disadvantage.
She stared up at the flashing lights before finally separating herself from the wall. While she could still collect energy from here, it was a waste of her time. Instead, Fukalite surveyed the crowd and chose to stroll toward a clueless-looking girl. She plastered on a smile, one hand holding her glass while the other reached out for the girl’s shoulder. “You’re looking a little lost. Do you need help? Looking for someone, perhaps? New, even?”
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Posted: Sat Feb 11, 2012 4:12 pm
Quote: SUCK ON THIS, VALENTINE! Character Name: Zac Bantock (G.K. Zinkenite) Character Faction: Negaverse (Long sleeve shirt may hide bracelet, or he might loose it) Type of Drains Allowed: Social (Would like to interrupt this maybe?) He’d agreed not to come in uniform, the reason behind the request had been logical enough even if it was irritating that he couldn’t even begin to conceal himself enough to participate. He collected his bracelet from the bouncer and slipped inside, tugging at his shirtsleeve so that it wasn’t too obvious. He didn’t want to have to explain it to anyone if they weren’t involved. The Music pounded in his ears, mixes that he wouldn’t necessarily have listened to on his own, but it was interesting to hear. He started towards the Bar where he assumed he’d find a familiar face but drew off again a moment later, watching A familiar red-head drape his arm around Ever’s shoulders. He blinked studiously and slid away to one side watching. He was honestly impressed so far, there was nowhere to power up, you’d have to try and get in while powered up and that was damned unlikely. No, he wouldn’t interrupt the ‘room mates’ just at the moment; maybe he’d walk around and see if he could find the other half of this little project. If they could really make this work…
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Posted: Sat Feb 11, 2012 4:34 pm
He was used to Drew to a degree, maybe, but -- only to a degree. Or maybe it was just that 'used to' only went so far when it came to extremely hot green-eyed men wearing next to nothing draping themselves over him. Ilmenite's eyes flashed downward, briefly, to the glowsticks thrust into what passed for Drew's pants, and then flicked back up to the ceiling in obvious supplication:
Lord, lead me not into temptation...for I am trying my damnedest to be good.
It worked. Enough that he didn't do anything stupid, just tensed a little bit, shoulders squaring and tone absently dry. "I'm working, is why. Faintly working. You should probably avoid being seen with me what with, you know...."
Only one of them was wearing a uniform. If anyone was sober enough to see them, they might be wise enough to put two and two together. That was why, of course. Had nothing to do with his eternal struggle with monogamy. A struggle that resulted in him entirely missing that familiar face in the crowd.
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chiickadee rolled 1 20-sided dice:
18
Total: 18 (1-20)
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Posted: Sat Feb 11, 2012 5:53 pm
Lt. Hazenite smiled at all of the people filing in the door, eager to join their rave. The music, the lights- this was a helluva lot better than what he had planned for Valentines. Then again, he had planned to just make a dinner by himself, and make kissy faces at his fish, and pretend they were doing it back. Then World of Warcraft. Always World of Warcraft.
This seemed to be the better option. True, he still wasn't very used to being a negaverse Lieutenant, but he would do his best! Well sorta. Until he got bored anyways.
Thinking back to the short brief they'd been given, he wasn't quite sure how to begin. It was apparently a training to test their abilities at gathering energy- Hazenite was ninety percent sure he'd fail. After all, he'd only JUST become a negaverse member. How was he supposed to beat out people who had been doing this for forever! (His imagination was going a tad overboard here...)
Using whatever strength at their disposal, huh? Well ... General Painite had told him she was surprised he snuck up on her ... so ... Stealth seemed like a pretty good option. He sort of wanted to just bust through the crowd and start sucking from everyone, but not only would that ruin the point, it also PROBABLY wasn't possible. Just saying. Hazenite was a wimp okay?
So his goal was to sneak around the crowd, lightly placing hands on people and sucking energy as he went. At the moment, he was focused on his first victim, a girl with bright pink hair, that was easily twice the size of her head. He focused for a moment, trying to feel her energy. Damn this was harder than it looked, especially when he had to focus on the rave too! The blasting music wasn't helping. Okay maybe this wasn't as fun as he thought it'd be. Still, he felt the energy seep over to him, and grinned. Success! Oh ... but darn, she was already moving away.
((Points: 1))
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Posted: Sat Feb 11, 2012 7:14 pm
((3 energy points drained from Social Approach)) “You’re looking a little lost. Do you need help? Looking for someone, perhaps? New, even?”
Gwendolyn was surprised she didn’t leap at the sudden hand to her shoulder, despite the heavy bass and flashing lights that surrounded her and already made her feel uneasy. She spun around, perhaps a little too fast as her knees buckled for a moment, and when she spoke up, she sounded a little breathless to her own ears. “Oh, who, me? Lost? Yeah, a little…” She did her best to stand perfectly still, puffing her chest out in hopes of making herself look more mature, more endowed than she truly was, and she wore a brave smile. She took a moment to take in the other girl’s features and immediately was drawn to her eyes, and she spoke her mind without hesitation. “You have really beautiful eyes! It’s like they’re glow in the dark… though that could be from the rave lights. Makes you look…” She searched for a word, not wanting to sound like she was gushing but so excited to be at a rave and being talked to that she couldn’t help herself. “Like a raccoon!” ’Raccoon? That’s a stupid comparison…’ Gwen thought to herself immediately, though one couldn’t tell from the smile she wore. She couldn’t fight the sudden uneasiness and chocked it up to nerves- she was in a bar that served alcohol for the first time, after all. “Um, anyway, I’m Gwen… and yeah, I’m new. Never been in a rave club before… St. Mag’s never has these kind of dances. The music would probably make those nuns explode or something…” ’I should stop talking… I need to catch my breath!’
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kuropeco rolled 1 10-sided dice:
1
Total: 1 (1-10)
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Posted: Sat Feb 11, 2012 8:06 pm
The warehouse was not exactly a place where Lieutenant Aurostibite was used to being - especially not being powered up. It was loud - so loud that he could feel the pounding of the music reverberating through his legs up his body and in his head, giving him a slightly hazy feeling as he stood off to the side, arms folded across his chest. One of his hands idly twisted the wristband on his gloved hand as his blue-eyed gaze swept around the large, crowded room filled to the brim with people of all ages. Ilmenite had given them their instructions, and he was here to follow them as best he could.
The General in question was sitting at the bar, with the arm of a redheaded man that he did not recognize draped across his shoulders, swaying a little to the music. With the redhead dressed as....Peter Pan...and Ilmenite looking as he did, they would have made an almost comical pair - were it not for the fact that there not hundreds of other people dressed similarly throughout the club, and if Aurostibite was even the slightest bit inclined to crack a joke as his superior. He had not yet reached that stage where he felt comfortable enough to do so, instead pressing his lips together in a thin line as he tried to concentrate.
Out of the corner of his eye, there was a flash of dark, familiar hair - Zac was here, though Aurostibite did not step up to speak to him. He was not even certain the other had seen him, since the crowds were thick, the music was loud, and everything was flashy and dark and glittery, and there was noise everywhere.
His gaze narrowed, fell on a girl a few feet away. She was not his usual type (whatever that was), with a partially shaved head and blonde hair, dressed up in a short, pink dress, but he could not stand here and do nothing. Quietly, he moved towards her, idly brushing his shoulder against hers "accidentally."
"Pardon me," came the low apology, Aurostibite's eyes flickering towards hers. "I was not watching where I was going."
[ Flags: 1/5
Points: 0/??? ]
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Posted: Sat Feb 11, 2012 8:20 pm
"No? You don't think they'll think I'm just a really friendly party-goer?" He laughed, and then, without pause, ducked his head down to kiss the man soundly on the lips, bold enough to even slip his tongue inside for a moment or two before he pulled away, sauntering through the crowd. Suck on that, Ilmenite. He was definitely feeling cocky, his eyes searching the crowd until they settled on a familiar, short, blue-haired face.
Well, he'd already flustered one half of the happy color... now it was time to figuratively ******** with the other. "Zacky-boy..." Drew lifted his voice to shout, yanking the small man close against his side. "Didn't think I'd see you wandering around a place like this! How the hell are you doin', man?"
Was he asking for trouble? Oh, hell yes, yes he probably was. Did he care right now? Not at all. Zac couldn't do anything unless he wanted to blow his cover--and the cover off of this whole operation.
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Posted: Sat Feb 11, 2012 8:39 pm
Twin buns bobbed up and down to the music nearly a head shorter than the majority of the rave goers. What she lacked in size Chromite more than made up for in enthusiasm, hyper-activity, and ever watchful eyes. The powered teen had managed to snag more than her fair share of glow sticks and was twirling them about her fingers like play knives as she danced her way around the room. With a giggle here and a wink there she rubbed and ground on everyone she could touch, carefully measuring how into her they were to the exclusion of anything else. Then something else caught her eye. Someone else caught her eye. She couldn't tell if who she was looking at was male of female, but their face was a mask of disapproval with a dash of superiority. As she moved closer to her new object of interest the lieutenant stole a half-glass of some drink or another from a random's hand and with a loud giggle pushed herself at the woman(?) in hipster clothing. "OMG! I LOVE THIS SONG!" She'd never actually heard anything that had played in the last ten minutes but that didn't matter. A believable act, however, did. Wrapping her arm about the waist of the taller target with a huge 'I am so drunk' grin she sipped sloppily from her newly acquired drink. "Don't you just love this song?"
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Posted: Sat Feb 11, 2012 10:11 pm
So far, not so bad. Jan wasn't sure quite how long she had been at the party, but she was starting to get a hang of tuning out the whole atmosphere of the place. It was pretty difficult to find empty bits of floor to step into as she progressed through it, but so far thing were going pretty oh jesus christ someone was invading her personal space. Ugh. Was that a Negaverse uniform? It was impossible to tell under the crappy lighting and without the sixth sense that came with being powered up. And asking directly was a one-way ticket to blowing her own cover in this crowded mess of potential senshi in disguise, so Jan decided to dismiss the thought for the time being. The important thing at the moment was that whoever she was, this girl was being annoying. Drunkenly annoying. "I don't even know what this song is," she sneered at the clingy stranger, "but so far I don't like it. Now would you let go of me? I'm not a god damned hand rail."
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a-disgruntled-dragon rolled 1 20-sided dice:
5
Total: 5 (1-20)
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Posted: Sat Feb 11, 2012 10:29 pm
Jarosite stood off to the side, watching. This was his element, if the music was all wrong. He blended in the dark in his clothing, his headphones pulled up around his ears. Silver eyes watched the rave with mild amusement; none of them probably knew what was happening, except the others participating. He was glad, in his rounds, he hadn't seen Odette. He wanted to be absolutely no where near this when it was happening, and hoped her nose was in a history book somewhere.
He watched a few blunders but for the most part everything seemed to be going well. The Captain wasn't here to win so much as to test himself. He had a theory, about energy collection and this was the best place to test it. The theory? The stealthier the operation, ultimately the better the operation went. Whether or not there was a lot of energy collected wasn't the issue. It was whether or not he could do it without getting his a** kicked.
He brushed up against a rather obseenly dressed young woman, touching the small of her back for only a moment. He walked away a second later, pocketing the small amount of energy.
So far so good.
Flags: 0/5
Energy: 1
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LOLLI qAq rolled 1 10-sided dice:
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Total: 4 (1-10)
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Posted: Sat Feb 11, 2012 10:31 pm
Was that a challenge? Lieutenant Chromite simply smiled wider and with a 'tipsy' giggle sloshed her drink around and onto her target. "Oopsies," she sang out like a stupid sorority girl and immediately started to use the edge of her own jacket to sop up the spreading stain on the other woman's front all the while using her other hand to pretend to steady herself and stay upright. The drink forgotten she attempted to use the diversion to take enough energy as she could from the momentary contact. Challenge accepted.[Flags: 0/5]
[Points: 3]
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Sleet Tempest Snape rolled 1 10-sided dice:
4
Total: 4 (1-10)
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Posted: Sat Feb 11, 2012 11:01 pm
After dealing with some scantily dressed female, could that skirt have gotten any shorter? He had made a quick escape with the offered blue glow stick from the female, he really didn't want to know why such short skirts were even made. The glow stick was a necklace which did find itself placed about the Captain's neck.
Now feeling like he was properly...decorated he could continue with the evenings work. A trip to the bar for a bottle of water, he was not about to drink while working, and off he went back onto the dance floor. Sipping as he went looking for someone he could grab some energy off of.
Rather than a female he decided to go for a rather tall male in the crowd. With the males back to him he hoped they didn't turn around as his gloved hand settled onto their waist. He really didn't need them tuning around and taking a swing at him, he was not up for this nights work turning into a fight and drawing attention to his actions. With contact made, and moving in close he hoped to keep hidden what he was doing.
Energy successfully drained he headed off after the brief dance. A gulp of water and he was slipping between bodies toward somewhere. He had no destination in mind, he just wanted to find people and gather what energy he could. What he had got tucked away for now. Flags: 1/5 Points: 3 Post: 1
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Posted: Sun Feb 12, 2012 12:08 am
Quote: SUCK ON THIS, VALENTINE! Character Name: Yadira Sorah (= Jade) Character Faction: Civilian Type of Drains Allowed: Any. Although, be warned, Jade will fight (= tries to) back if you're using force. XD "I can't believe I'm doing this," Jade murmured as she and Karen were waiting in the line. Just the idea of her going out to the crazy party was almost unimaginable yet here she was, wearing a black T-shirt were colors were twirling around with the beat of the music, a neon blue skirt which in her opinion was way too short in her tastes. The only thing she liked even at moderate amount in her outfit were her shoes that were comfortable sneakers although she didn't really understand why there needed to be little led lights that blinked in random pace, at least in her opinion. Her a**-long, light turquoise hair was twirled on a ponytail that was tied up with a blue-black ribbon. "Oh, but Jade! Don't be such a party-pooper!" Karen, in her pink angel costume, yelled joyfully. Jade suspected she had taken one or two drinks beforehand even though Karen had denied such things. Karen would never drink. Never ever. Yeah, right. Doors shut behind them and the loud music surrounded them, surprising Jade. Her hands rose up, to cover her ears instantly but they didn't stay there long since Karen quickly started to drag her towards the bar. "You come with me right now and you're going to have fun!" Karen commanded. She ordered two Lemon Drops.. "I'm not going to drink alcohol," Jade said firmly. "Just this one!" Karen pleaded, with puppy-eyes look. Jade sighed. There was no getting out of this. When Karen had put that look on, there was little that could change her mind. "Okay, fine," she hesitantly said. "But only this one." *Yay!!* gleed Karen. Before they had their drinks ready however, Karen suddenly decided to leave. "Wait here," she commanded Jade. "I'm going get us some glowsticks!" And so Jade was left alone in the bar.
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Posted: Sun Feb 12, 2012 1:16 am
Quote: SUCK ON THIS, VALENTINE! Character Name: Uuni Kierstedt Character Faction: Civilian Type of Drains Allowed: Stealth, Social
The cold air was left behind her. It was all heat, the muggy sweat of bodies, the stench of unbrushed teeth, and colors that would burn the eyes from their very sockets. A smile split over Uuni's red painted lips, and she sifted her way through the crowd.
A fine a** there, oohh, that was a nice costume. Someone hadn't done their hair that morning -- A bar. Anyone not dancing was either taking a break, antisocial, or a predator. Better to hit the dance floor, until she personally saw a straggler stumble to a stool for a break.
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