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 Posted: Mon Oct 15, 2012 8:15 pm
He smiled. “I just haven’t had the right mix of people, I guess. If I ever get the strippers, I want it to be with a big group of people that I can really relate to and have fun with, you know?”
Nicolae seemed very pleased when Alex mentioned that they would meet again, and nodded, looking up as the waitress came back with a fresh cup of hot chocolate. He took the cup and hesitated, thinking about the terrorist question. He had seen things about it on the news, and he really thought that they were strange people. Crazy people, even. But…some of the shots that the news had got…some of those girls had nice bodies. That much was for sure.
“Mm I don’t know. They were still doing their terrorist things last winter, weren’t they? The news always makes it seem like they’ve been here for a while. But damn. Some of those girls are fine. Really, really fine. I don’t know if I’d mind being terrorist attacked by them. But, I don’t know. I wish they’d start doing better things. Like making a strip club.” He laughed, then shook his head.
“But, They shouldn’t be in the city. They really make people freaked out. I don’t know what they think they’re doing here. I wish they would just get out so the city can be nice and happy again.”
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Posted: Mon Oct 15, 2012 11:02 pm
"Yes, I think they were here last winter. Though I have heard that weather people are predicting this winter will be worse." Maybe he'd even stay inside if it got really bad, if the forecasts were accurate. he'd heard, from someone in school, that weather people were predicting lots of snow this winter, all winter long, his classmate had said they were predicting snow every week to every other week and a lot of snow each time. While Alexandre liked snow, really he did, he didn't quite like it enough that he wanted to be snowed in. He liked to go shopping, and other things, not to mention he had school and work. So the idea of that amount of snow was bothersome indeed.
"If that's the case we'll perhaps get a reprieve from them. Though it seems like it's one group against another. I can't say what I side with, if that's the case, since we're all utterly clueless about these sides and what their goals are and if they even have any. You'd think they'd be polite enough to explain themselves, considering the destruction they've brought with them." He stated while keeping his voice down, he didn't need other people joining in on this conversation. This talk was just for the two of them.
"I wish they'd leave as well. If there were people out there seeking to throw them from this city I'd certainly be looking to sign up, what about you? Since they don't seem to be willing to open a stripe club." He said grinning over the rim of his glass mug. Would his table mate be a candidate? Would they say the right words, catch his attention?
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Posted: Wed Oct 17, 2012 12:11 pm
Nicolae nodded, listening and wrinkling his nose. He hoped that the winter wouldn’t be worse this year. It was okay last year, but still. If there was going to be more snow…then he might have to invest in a ton of frozen food and just shut himself up in his apartment with his video games and a ton of munchies. And a nice knit hat to keep his ears warm.
He seemed thoughtful, then laughed, the part about the terrorists explaining themselves. “They don’t…seem like they’re the type to explain what they do. I mean, I think I’ve played enough games. And chicks in outfits like that…they don’t explain themselves. They just use their bodies and whatever else they have to do whatever they want.”
Not that this was always a bad thing, after all. Bayonetta was one good looking woman, and that was a game that he liked to play often because she was a beautiful woman. But…he wouldn’t want her in the city, no matter what she was there to do. People like that only caused destruction. “Yeah. If there was a group that was there to get them out, I think I’d join up too. The city’s started to fall apart because of them, and…even if they are eye candy, too much isn’t good for you. Just like normal candy.”
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Posted: Wed Oct 17, 2012 4:31 pm
If the winter was as bad as he'd heard it could be he'd be bundled up even in the house, being as petite as he was it wasn't so easy to keep warm. It was easier to get cold than it was for him to warm up. He had already gone on a small buying spree consisting of blankets and other things needed to keep warm while in bed, or sitting on a couch in the house.
"I'm sure I've seen some males involved as well, why don't they explain things then?" Of course he knew the reason, the senshi thought they were right and didn't need to explain things. As for his own side...well they were busy handling the issue and trying to swing the civilian populace against the senshi, at least as much as they could without explaining things. It wasn't likely many people would believe it all if you told them, they might even have you locked up. It was lucky that Gabriel, Natron, believed in such things so strongly and didn't need proof before believing the stories.
"I can't say I agree but I do understand. We do certainly need to remove them though, some parts of the city are so wrecked the people in those areas are suffering because of it and I doubt these terrorists care." Shaking his head with a sigh before he took a slow sip of his rapidly cooling drink.
"Surely though if there were such a group there would be some costs to pay, things to give up, to join. Nothing comes for free. What costs are ones you wouldn't want to pay? I know I wouldn't want to give up where I live, school, or every moment of free time I have." Just most of it. This was certainly turning interesting, and it was the good kind.
"And what about skills...I'm sure that if such a group exists they aren't out in the open because how many people would want to join them? They would have to see certain skills. What could you offer? I mean I run in the mornings so I suppose I have some stamina and loyalty I can offer. But I'm not the sort to plan things, though I'm sure I could gather information, but I don't know."
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Posted: Wed Oct 17, 2012 8:27 pm
This conversation was growing kind of heavy rather fast, but…but it was an interesting topic to think about. What would he give up? And what did he really have to offer…
Nicolae thumped his finger on the table, giving an unusually pensive look and finally shrugging. “I’m not sure. What would I give up for the group? I…I suppose, I wouldn’t want to give up my cooking or all of my free time. I do like my video games…and I suppose I really wouldn’t want to give all of them.”
He took a long sip of his drink and finished it off before nodding. “I suppose. I have a fair bit of…uh, thinking skills that I could offer. I do a lot of puzzles and I do like to play video games…so I have a pretty good reaction time. I think that could be useful, yeah?”
Nicolae grinned, thinking this all in good fun. Talking about a secret organization that couldn’t possibly exist in real life, and talking about their qualifications for it. This Alex kid was a strange guy. Very strange indeed.
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Posted: Wed Oct 17, 2012 8:58 pm
Strange he may be to the other but the other hadn't a clue why he was really asking such things, that he was essentally being tested and watched carefully. The younger blond tilted his head to him. "And if you could keep your hobbies, just need to juggle your time? Learn to manage it better and give a good deal of your night time up?" He questioned, thinking of all the times he went to bed dead tired, of how often he spent hours out at night. He had cut back, to keep his sanity and be able to fulfill his other obligations, but would someone be willing to dedicate the amount of time and energy that was needed?
"I could see thinking skills, strategizing, being needed. Reaction time...I'd say it's good but could the reaction time for a game be compared to that of real life - if someone were to throw an actual punch at you?" He questioned, honestly curious. By now he'd committed quite the act of manner-less behavior, his elbow was up on the table. His cheek cradled in his open hand as he watched the other with his head tilted. Curious slate eyes watching, assessing the other. Did he realize how his answers were being weighed and how important they were?
For now his drink sat untouched, seemingly forgotten even, in favor of the conversation.
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Posted: Fri Oct 19, 2012 9:55 am
Nicolae shrugged. “I don’t know. I think I’m pretty good with reactions. Not much of a punch thrower, but I’m pretty sure I could duck out of the way in a pretty decent amount of time.” He nodded, thinking all of this through, then seemed kind of eager. “Think we should like, try and make something like this, Alex?”
It sounded fun. Some awesome vigilante group, there to chuck the attractive terrorists out of the city…it would make a good video game, to be honest. “Because, if you are thinking of making something like this, I would cut back my gaming time. I’d even go out and maybe start getting some real physical hobby, you know. In case boxing on the wii really doesn’t cut it.”
He laughed and leaned back, nodding and seeming more excited about this by the moment. “It sounds like a lot of fun, I think. And, if you’re looking for members, I’m all for it.”
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Posted: Fri Oct 19, 2012 6:28 pm
"We could...perhaps have a meeting in a few nights from now. Take the time to come up with ideas?" He offered, already coming to a decision mentally. Yes, Nicolae would work well. he'd learn, and he wanted to form something on his own. Lucky him something had already been formed and he would be joining soon.
"No, I don't think boxing on the wii counts. I think you'd need to learn how to actually fight. Those terrorists seem to have some clue." Some really could put up a hell of a fight to be honest, while others...should go back home and stay there.
"It's good to know, to see someone into the idea, who wants to help." Oh yes, he would be pumping his starseed with chaos soon enough.
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Posted: Fri Oct 19, 2012 8:44 pm
Nicolae nodded, pulling out his phone. “Yeah? I would like that. I’m free for the rest of the week, I think. I’ll think of some ideas, and I’ll totally play more wii boxing just for kicks. It can’t hurt, right?” He stretched and grinned. Well, this was an interesting twist. Interesting how the little yuppie suddenly became an interesting person who wanted to meet up again.
It just went to show that if you persisted with something, it would eventually happen. Sort of. “Well, awesome. Then…here’s my number…just give me a call when you want to meet up again and plan something.” He gave the younger boy his number then stood up, holding out a hand. “I’m going to head out now, If I’m going to start up a super awesome group, I should at least prepare. I hope to hear from you soon, Alex. It was good to meet you, and I think me sitting here was kind of a good thing to happen…so…yeah.”
The blonde laughed. “See you soon, I hope!” He gave one last wave, then left a tip on the table before leaving the coffee shop, still smiling to himself. Well. Maybe he should invest in a gym membership or something. It seemed like he would be doing some fun things in the future.
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