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 Posted: Thu Jul 28, 2011 6:31 pm
[Dani :: Hawaii :: Mother ship Mess Hall]
“Okay..” Dani said to herself as she watched Bobbi walk into the hallways.
Dani slowly but surely walked to the Mess hall trying to compose herself. “You can’t help every person you come across.” Dani thought to herself. “You just need to be yourself and be supportive.”
Dani finally made it into the mess hall and sat a table by herself. She continued to wipe her eyes with the sleeve of her hoodie while she watched Kyla and her “heart experiments.” She did not even move to get up to get food when Quina said that the food was ready.
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Posted: Thu Jul 28, 2011 6:34 pm
[ Ajora ; Celia ; Lettie ; Zexion ; Bal-Hur : Dark Margin : Dark Beach ]
Ajora blinked, looking sincerely befuddled before chuckling, shrugging his shoulders. "Well, that was a lot easier than the others. It's a pleasure to make your acquaintance, Valmar, glad to have you on the team."
Earth user, probably had the snake-thing, used katars?
Clearing his throat, Ajora mentally moved on to the next potential ally. "And now, we have... gunner chick?"
Amy's Replica stalked toward the center, just like the others, before slipping off her crown and tossing it to Celia. She, too, would soon wake up.
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Posted: Thu Jul 28, 2011 6:57 pm
[Kyla/ Axel: Mother Ship: Mess Hall]
While some people were unresponsive to the roll call for food, Kyla wasn’t going to miss the chance to eat some of Quina’s official cooking. Kyla took it as the perfect excuse to make people leave her alone now… time to eat, stuff her mouth with food so she couldn't answer anyone else!
Taking a plate, she fervently thanked Quina for the food and helped herself to some Pasta… but not before asking for a refill of that amazing drink the Qu made for her.
She helped herself to some shell pasta, and put on a ladle of white alfredo sauce with some extra mushrooms. After grabbing a piece of garlic bread she returned to her seat by the bar and ate in silence.
Meanwhile Axel just stood there for a moment while people either helped themselves or not to the food. Eventually he took a plate- grabbed something, some sauce and some spaghetti and sat down on the opposite table across from the one Jenny was seated at.
He had some thinking to do.
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Posted: Thu Jul 28, 2011 7:17 pm
[Matthew :-: Hawaii :-: Mothership]
"Howdy Kyle, I'm Happy-Go-Lucky-Mathy-Chan. Friend to small woodland creatures, lord of the dance and master of mystical monster magic," Matt replied. He was getting a familiar vibe from the man, as if they had met before. The man also had a somewhat authoritative feel to him, so Matt assumed he was the Earthlings' leader.
Matt stuck out his hand to the new individual for a handshake. "Nice to meetcha," he said as he stepped into the mothership with them.
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Posted: Thu Jul 28, 2011 7:30 pm
[ Kyle : Hawaii : Mothership -> Mess Hall ]
Kyle blinked at Matthew's response. Then a second time, his eyes narrowing analytically and jaw loosening, as he looked at the older man.
Suddenly, he recomposed himself and bowed his head apologetically, though his lips seemed to curl upward in a smirk.
"Ah, forgive me, it seems I've improperly introduced myself," he said, taking Matthew's hand and shaking it. "Let me try again. I'm Kyle, the Fractal Jester, Bard of Space, Herald of the Vast Croak and dictator of divine draconian doctrine."
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Posted: Thu Jul 28, 2011 7:59 pm
[Matthew :-: Hawaii :-: Mothership -> Mess Hall]
Matt practically choked when he heard some of the words that Kyle said. Without hesitation he turned and picked up Kyle in a bear hug. "Ohmygodit'sKyleyouliveddideveryoneliveamIbeingPunk'dwhereallthewhitewomenat" he suddenly rambled, caught in another fit of excitement. As luck would have it, Kyle was another friend that Matt knew online. Matt was really beginning to wonder if ANYONE had died when Earth exploded. After all, he had just been reunited with three of his friends in the span of... what, an hour?
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Posted: Thu Jul 28, 2011 8:40 pm
{Demyx .:. Mothership .:. Mess Hall}
As Axel glanced at him during Kyla's diatribe, the Melodious Nocturne could only shrug and put an utterly befuddled expression on his face. He had no more idea how all this would work than Axel did, and most of what Kyla was saying went so far over his head it might as well have been a different planet.
When Sora made his quip about not calling their hearts hard enough, Demyx's jaw dropped a little in shock. Not only was it a slightly crass thing to say when the Nobodies had been working on nothing but for years, the Melodious Nocturne couldn't deny the possibility. After all, Demyx was probably the single most lazy member of the Organization, and look where that had gotten him. Sure, it fit the persona of the person he used to be, but shouldn't he still have been trying harder? The kid may have had some merit in that statement, after all.
And then the thing with the mouth and chef's hat announced dinner was ready, and since the Nobody's stomach was currently at war with his spine and he couldn't remember the last time he ate, Demyx went to go pile whatever was edible into whatever eating vessels were available and chow down.
"Mmm, pasta~" he said, smacking his lips a little at the variety. He hunted out a large plate and several small bowls, then proceeded to do something the Earth kids would probably find weird: he put a little of everything in individual bowls and took it back to his original seat, then took forkfuls of the different varieties of noodles and tried them all in the different sauces.
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Posted: Thu Jul 28, 2011 9:13 pm
[ ??? : Dark Margin : Dark Beach ]
This was not where she remembered being. Amy's Replica looked around, eyebrows furrowed in confusion. It was a dark beach, and oddly familiar... like she had been here before– but that wasn't right. It didn't make any sense; everything was a haze, slowly coming into focus.
The last thing she remembered was drinking. She was drinking and she just woke up.
"I just woke up," she said, solidifying the fact with words. The next part came unbidden, and she said it all the same, "in the morning...," her lips curled up on the left side in a crooked smirk, "feelin' like P. Diddy."
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Posted: Thu Jul 28, 2011 9:20 pm
[ Ajora ; Celia ; Lettie ; Zexion ; Bal-Hur : Dark Margin : Dark Beach ]
Ajora had been particularly curious about how this one would react. The first thing she'd done on his arrival was threaten to shoot him; then, when asked about Azrael, she'd said she'd shoot both of them. And she had certainly intended to do so, had the others not intervened.
However, it seems that since she'd gone off to drink shortly before being replicated, that was not the last thing on her mind. No, instead song lyrics came up. Song lyrics he himself knew, causing him to give a surprised laugh.
"Will you grab your glasses and walk out the door so you can hit the city?" he asked, raising an eyebrow and tilting his head in question as if to say he wasn't making fun of her, but actually playing along. My, but he might actually like this one.
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Posted: Thu Jul 28, 2011 9:34 pm
[ ??? : Dark Margin : Dark Beach ]
She continued the lyrics. His was in the form of a question, her's an answer, "Before I leave brush my teef with a bottle of Jack–" she saw his face. The haze parted abruptly, and she realized how many other people were around her. And him. "I was going to shoot you," she said. "I remember. They all said it was better to let you openly spy on us, rather than kill you."
A small breeze blew through, messing her hair around. "I'd like to take this moment to say, I was right, and !$%^ them."
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Posted: Thu Jul 28, 2011 9:49 pm
[ Ajora ; Celia ; Lettie ; Zexion ; Bal-Hur : Dark Margin : Dark Beach ]
Ah, alas, I jinxed it.
"Yes, well, to be fair, I didn't lie," he responded, smiling wistfully toward her, as if sympathetic. "You won't remember, but I never fought any of you, and I gathered the information I'd come for- your memories."
"If it's of any consolation, though, you can always rub it in their faces any time you please," he said, his smile growing- like he was trying to cheer her up. "You have more power and freedom now than ever before, and no one can make you do anything you don't want to do. No more pointless fighting, no more meaningless wandering from place to place. You may come along with me if you wish, and I'll not force you to do anything- or you can wander off alone even now."
"Though, before you do that, I would be pleased to know your name," he finished, raising a brow curiously.
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Posted: Thu Jul 28, 2011 10:11 pm
[ ??? : Dark Margin : Dark Beach ]
Amy's Replica thought she had fallen back into the haze again, but soon realized it was Ajora's monologue making her feel like that. Her lack of interest was acute, and that feeling, that total lack of caring caused her a bit of alarm. She felt she should be more considerate, to care what he had to say, to bother to listen, if only to be polite, but she couldn't.
"I don't give a s**t what you have to say," she laughed in a disbelieving way, then put a hand behind her head, much like her whole self would do. "Wow."
But she did care. Not to be polite, or to be friendly. She cared in a different sort of way. He knew more about her than she knew about herself; he knew what he had done to her. She didn't understand it completely herself, and certainly didn't realize she was a replica.
She struggled to answer his question, "I... I don't know my name. I don't have one."
That was wrong, too. Her name should be Amy.
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Posted: Thu Jul 28, 2011 10:18 pm
[ Ajora ; Celia ; Lettie ; Zexion ; Bal-Hur : Dark Margin : Dark Beach ]
Ajora hesitated, his smile faltering. Or perhaps it was that his smile faltered because he was hesitating?
"Still getting used to having no morals, I take it?" he asked, since she'd seemed so surprised that she didn't actually care. Well, of course she didn't, she wasn't supposed to. "For some, it takes a few minutes, but for the less fortunate, they never quite get used to this new life. I suppose you could blame your lesser original's upbringing for that."
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Posted: Thu Jul 28, 2011 10:27 pm
[Jenny :: Mothership :: Mess Hall]
"Well, isn't that a load of information to process," Siren commented as the pictomancer continued. To the summon it seemed like more work than it was worth but her summoner trusted the girl and plus, both Jenny and Kyla seemed needlessly torn by the predicament of the Nobodies. Of course, with her luck, Siren had landed herself with a softie. The ethereal being sighed, it wasn't all that had she supposed.
Jenny on the other hand allows Kyle to finish with me interruption on her part, the flutist was completely taken with the theory. She allowed Riku and Sora to speak, processing their words in her mind but saying nothing. The melodies drifted through her head; briefly, she wondered what the songs of nobodies would sing themselves to be. The mage smiled inwardly, she could already hear her head composing samples and snippets. Their alias went well with their personalities, and thus their songs would echo that; or so she thought. Jenny watched Kyla rise and grab a plate of food before once again seating herself down.
Assuming the conversation was over, Jenny picked herself up and followed suit. The aroma prickled her nose and made her realize just how hungry she was. She helped herself to some shells and drizzled it over with alfredo sauce before finally topping it with spinach, feta cheese and chicken. Placing a slice of garlic bread next to the pasta, she refilled her cup and took a quick look around before walking over to Kyla and setting her plate down gently. "May I sit here with you?" Jenny asked quietly with a soft smile.
((edit 7/29))
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