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 Posted: Wed Nov 28, 2007 7:31 pm
Abi looked up at her and ended up tilting his head to the side for a moment in thought. The crossed his arms and leaned back in his chair, still thinking. "I should have thought of that before....Well......I guess you could stay with me for a day or two until i can get that set up." Abi thought out loud, "Well, while Blake set it up, not me..." He blinked and looked back at Noelle, "Would that work for you?" He asked.
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Posted: Wed Nov 28, 2007 7:34 pm
Noelle nodded. "That will be fine." She smiled.
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Posted: Wed Nov 28, 2007 7:46 pm
Susan opened the front door, and her brother kicked the brown-wrapped box on the way up the six steps. He looked down, and didn't bother picking it up, instead he dragged his foot past it, and ignored it completely. Susan didn't. She made a string like thing with her magic, and tied it around the box, without moving from holding the door open for her much older brother. She made the box fly slowly through the air, and behind her brother, grazing his back.
"Uhmp" He grumped something inaudible. Probably a curse. Susan kicked him in the back when he was in reach, and held the box in one hand, like a waitress holding a full tray. She closed the door, and stepped over her brother, who had laid on his stomach as soon as he reached the door. Susan walked to the only room on the third floor(it was one room due to the fact that she knocked down all the walls, and only left pillar-like things strewn throughout the room, for support.) She slowly unwrapped the package and found that the box was a blood red color. she opened the box, and found that there was a small dagger inside. She removed the dagger, and took out the papers that lay beneath it. A letter? And it's not even typed, it's hand written
Dear Susan Blanc,
We here at HHASS would like you to participate in our team of highly specialized fighters. You could be a great asset to our team, and if you accept you will be picked up at your address in the next few minutes. If, you don't, well thats a whole nother story.
There wasn't even a signature at the end, but Susan didn't care. She would try it out, if only to see the so called "specialized fighters".
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Posted: Wed Nov 28, 2007 7:47 pm
"Awesome." Abi said, sitting up and pressing the intercom button twice this time and then talking into it. "Blake~! We have a new roommate~!" He sang, just to irritate Blake. There was an immediate response this time.
"They're not bringing a piano this time are they?" Came a voice through the intercom, warning in it's tone, making Abi laugh.
"No, no. Nothing like that. Say "hey" Noelle." Abi said to Noelle.
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Posted: Wed Nov 28, 2007 7:48 pm
"Hello!" Noelle waved slightly. "I'll be staying with you till I get another place... so maybe... a week or two?" She grinned.
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Posted: Wed Nov 28, 2007 7:59 pm
"A Week! Abi you-" Abi interrupted him, "If you work faster it could be a shorter span of time~!" He said grinning, his voice still a bit sing-songy.
"I'm not going to have this argument over an intercom." Blake said simply and, 'click', off went the intercom again.
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Posted: Wed Nov 28, 2007 8:00 pm
Noelle laughed. "Is he going to come in here?" She asked.
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Posted: Wed Nov 28, 2007 8:07 pm
(( Moo, were you referring to Abi when you said "specialized fighters"? xd ))
"Not for awhile. He's working, albeit faster now..." Abi said, then started tapping his fingers on the desk. "There's something i'm forgetting.....I just know theres something i'm not remembering..." He mumbled, his fingers tapping away to a random song tune.
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Posted: Wed Nov 28, 2007 8:10 pm
"So he's your roommate? What's he like?" She asked, wanting to know about someone she was going to have to live with.
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Posted: Wed Nov 28, 2007 8:12 pm
((i guess... I really don't know... you're the one that already works there... so you can fill in those details... I'm not very good at planning ahead... xp ))
Susan picked up the dagger and the papers, putting them in the bottom of her bag. She also grabbed food. Lots of food. Mostly lemons and limes. She also put in a small vile of some sort of acidic chemical. Apparently, she didn't think clothes were necessary. She slung the bag over one shoulder, and walked down the stairs slowly. Her parents were walking up the stairs to the second floor, and they moved to one side and she passed by.
"H-Honey, where are you going?" Her mother said.
"Out." Susan said, looking back and smiled, actually sincerely. That just scared the couple more. They now had horrified looks on their faces, and they quickly turned and finished climbing the stairs. Susan knew that her parents were ferociously mad with her, but the didn't have the guts to talk to her for more than two seconds. Who knows why, but thats the way Susan lived, no friends, even in her family.
She kicked her brother awake when she passed him and told him to get into a bed. She reopened the door, and stepped out of the doorway, only to find herself shivering in a sudden onslaught of cold air. She quickly heated up the air around her, with ease, and shut the door behind.
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Posted: Wed Nov 28, 2007 8:12 pm
{Just a heads up I don't know how much longer I'll be on so I'll continue tomorrow if I can't continue anymore tonight.}
Sonja followed the path she had marked on her map until she reached a rather office type building. She tucked her map back into her briefcase and entered through the doors. Everything looked pretty normal as well, and she knew she didn't have the wrong address, Sonja was never wrong at least 97% of the time she wasn't. She approached a room filled with chairs that reminded her much of a waiting room at the doctor's office. There weren't many instructions on her page, so she wasn't quite sure what to do. She stood at parade rest at an empty spot infront of the wall. Waiting was probably the best option.
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Posted: Wed Nov 28, 2007 8:38 pm
After waiting for about five minutes, a 1992 Pontiac Firebird showed up in front of Susan's house. The passenger side window rolled down, and the driver leaned across the passenger seat.
"You Susan," he paused and looked down at his palm, "Blanc?" He pronounced 'Blanc' as if he wanted to add a French accent to it. Which is how it was supposed to be, but Susan was used to being called 'Blank', so she was some-what surprised, when the unshaven man in a T-shirt that read, "It's all fun and games, until flying monkeys attack." With a picture of people being attacked by flying monkeys, pronounced it correctly.
"Yes, thats me." Susan said, in a monotone voice.
"Ok, hop in." Susan did as she was told and hoped over the door, into the passenger seat of the green convertible. He started driving almost immediately, and Susan didn't bother to put on her seatbelt. Instead, she opened her bag and took out a bowl and a lime. She peeled the lime over the bowl, and ate it just like someone might eat an orange. To kill some time, she talked to the driver,
"So, you work at this HHASS place?" She asked, as she turned on the radio.
"Yep, but I'm just a researcher. You're gonna be a warrior of some kind. judging by the feel of your magic, one on the back lines, attacking from afar. We don't have enough of those, too many people who are straight forward, kinda like the strongest person in the warrior's department." He tapped his fingers against the steering wheel, to the beat of the soft rock song that was playing.
"Guflerhm" Susan's mouth was full, and she couldn't talk, so she swallowed.
"Is that a lime?" the driver asked, seemingly interested.
"Yea, you want one?" Susan asked, looking at the driver, holding out another lime that she had produced from her bag.
"Naw, it's just that I'm surprised that you can eat one of those plain." the driver really did sound amazed.
"But it's good!" Susan protested.
"If you say so." The driver rolled his eyes, causing him to swerve on the road, Susan not saying anything about the way he was driving, in the middle of the road, riding on the yellow dotted lines that they put to divide the two sides of the road.
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Posted: Wed Nov 28, 2007 11:12 pm
You said you made a mistake.
I said 'Yeah, a huge one.'
"You really work that poor kid." Dimitri leaned on the door frame. "Got lost and found 'im. 'eard your voice. Been awhile since I last saw you." He smirked. "And you've got company as well? But yes I couldn't 'elp to over 'ear that she needed a place to stay? Can't she stay at that one place the feds issued me?" He questioned referring to the government as the feds. It was easier and quicker to say. He laughed silently to himself. His slight french accent always seemed to through him off here and there. Not to mention other people when he started to talk really fast. "I don't think you should put anymore stress on the poor boy. Isn't he younger then you?" Stepping in he looked around.
"A lots changed." He said after awhile. Turning to the girl he did a small bow. "Names Alloy. Dimitri Alloy." Looking back at Abi he yawned. It had been ages since he had last seen the kid and been here. "I think I'm suppose to sign papers or something? Can't you dig up the old ones though... From last time? If you 'aven't realized yet, they dragged me back 'ere." He sighed.
You said you loved me...
I never loved you again...
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Posted: Wed Nov 28, 2007 11:48 pm
(( Woah...that was kinda hard to understand, but i got it after reading it a few times over! xd ))
Abi's finger's stopped drumming on the table at the sound of Dimitri's voice and Abi turned around to see an old friend in the doorway. Which got Abi to start talking a mile a minute to answer all his questions, with a smile on his face. "Government issued places are no fun! And it's easier to get to know people this way too! Blake's only one year younger, it's not that much of a difference...He handles stress better then anyone i know, it's fun to give him more and then i have something to do when i get home: Fight with him!" Abi stopped to laugh, then continued on. "Theres no way i'm digging up old documents for you, i'll end up reconstructing the whole filing system and piss off some scary people..." He paused, and crossed his legs under him in his chair. "I'll have Blake do it!" Abi chimed, and spun around in his chair again to press the intercom button. "Ohhhh Blake~!" Abi sang, "Guess who's here!"
"No." Came Blake's unhappy voice over the intercom.
"What'd you mean, no?" Abi whined, wiggling in his chair a bit.
"No, i'm not going to deal with you right now. You just screwed me up royally and you're not even down here." Blake snapped back, he was not in the best of moods.
"But it's Dimitri." Abi gushed, resting his chin on the table top.
"Oh, well that changes everything." Blake replied sarcastically.
"And he's giving you more work to do." Abi said bluntly.
"Dimitri!" Blake now whined, and you could hear paper's flying everywhere and the faint yelling of Blake in the background muffled by a roaring noise, "Don't turn on the fan! Nooooooo!" The roaring stopped and the sound's of more paper moving filled the intercom.
"Blake?" Abi called, wondering what he was doing.
"Shut it you-" 'Click', off went the intercom on Blake's end.
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