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 Posted: Fri Oct 09, 2015 12:20 pm
He tried hard not to laugh when she missed the puck the first time, only allowing the tiniest for a good natured snicker to escape. That had happened to practically everyone of course, especially when you were trying to show off. That tended to be when you ended up looking like the biggest idiot. Her second hit landed true though sending the puck in a clean path across the table.
Leaning foward he watched it, managing to volley it back, though it took a sloppy ricocheting path back.
"Oh I'm home grown." He responded to her question, trying to sweep his long hair back over his shoulder before she returned the puck again. "Born and raised in this plucky little city."
"I guess I should have offered my services early, if you ever need a suggestion for a good place to eat or the best place for fall leaf peeping."Lucyal Corey: *cries 5ever because he doesn't know why everyone wants him to be homo so badly* ancestorBimini: *cackles manically because he would have loooooved to be the prison queen*
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Posted: Fri Oct 09, 2015 12:33 pm
Olga planted a hand on the edge of the table, and was leaning over it as she eyed the puck which flew back her way. She hit it back, repeating a ricochet hit as well, and enjoying the clicking sound that came with playing this game. The young woman let out a long whistle. Thirty years here, huh? "I guess you love it here then?" She grinned a bit. "Oh, I'm all ears, being new here and all! I love eating, so any places you recommend are more than welcome!" Fall leaf peeping--- that was funny. She liked it. Now equipped with the knowledge of his time here though, it got her gears going. With as long as he's lived here....maybe he'd know something about... "Hey uh...mind if I ask you something? It might be kind of...weird." She flicked her black eyes up to him briefly before finding the puck again. "Have you ever heard of...like...a guy who runs around in a uniform that looks like it belongs to some kind of old military faction? Mostly black for the most part..." She hesitated then, not wanting to tag on yet 'and I think he saps energy by touch' until she could gauge his reaction to this. Ever since she had that encounter---she'd been dying with a burning curiosity. Iris_virus SORRY COREY--- just saying if you went to prison you could be royalty : ' D <3
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Posted: Fri Oct 09, 2015 1:07 pm
The pleasant sound of clacking could be heard as the puck smacked against table edges and the mallets, hurtling back and forth until it finally sneaked past Corey's defense and into the goal. There was a light digital noise as the score updated to show 1 point for her.
Pulling the puck out he sent it flying towards her again, chattering on happily.
"There are tons of great places. I don't have a whole lot of experience with the fancy ones but there are treasure hiding all over the city."
"Espresso Yourself has a good cup of coffee. But Celtic Cafe has better snacks - and they even run tabletop games some nights if you're into that kind of thing."
"Ahhh Maize Maizier is pretty cool too if you've got a bit more cash. They have theme days where they'll have a completely new menu and like performances. And then of course there are all the bakeries and ohhh, the candy shop Something Sweet." It didn't matter that neither Corey or Olga particularly needed a sugar rush to excite them anymore.
He didn't really think much when she mentioned something weird, not until the actual description sounded, and his breath caught in his throat. She could have been talking about just some guy maybe... maybe a recently returned solider but... god that sounded like the Negaverse. His eyes glanced up to innocent little Olga completely missing it as the puck flew by him again sinking in another point.
"Well... I kind of know about a group of people who wear dark military outfits." His voice was hushed, not that there were that many people currently around to over hear them. What could he say without incriminating himself? But if that's who she was talking about...Lucyal Much love to the Destiny City guideeeeeee. >w<
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Posted: Fri Oct 09, 2015 1:29 pm
"Yessssssssss!" Olga hissed, pumping a fist briefly as she scored. As the puck came back her way though, Olga readied her mallet and when she jerked her arm---it shot the puck backwards into the goal. She groaned, slapping a hand to her face as one point for Corey lit up the board as well. "Hate it when that happens--" She fished it out, and resumed playing, listening intently. "That sounds good! Fancy isn't really in my budget anyways---so I'll just stick to exploring to find places too!" She hummed thoughtfully at Celtic Cafe. That was pretty rad. Tabletop games too, huh? Candy shops? Hmmmmm... Olga glanced up again when Corey did, and caught his eye. HMMM. The additional point she scored went unnoticed for the most part, as she focused on Corey for now. She didn't miss his hushed tone, but currently lacked the tact herself to lower her voice as well. "What can you tell me about them?" Her eyes were bright, and her curiosity probably much too eager.
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Posted: Fri Oct 09, 2015 1:55 pm
"Well...." He hummed softly as her question sounded, his hands were going through the motion but he wasn't really paying that much attention to the game anymore.
This wasn't the kind of thing you were supposed to talk about in public, else you risked giving away identities or drawing unneeded attention. But at the same time... ughhhh... it wasn't even like he could sneak around afterwards to watch after her and protect her after the fact. Because everyone knew that he couldn't even protect himself as Bimini.
In the end it didn't stop him from speaking though, his words tentative. "I think they might be dangerous..."
"Like a gang or something. Bad stuff always seems to happen around them."
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Posted: Fri Oct 09, 2015 2:42 pm
She had half her mind on the game still, occasionally glancing down to either hit the puck or even to hold it still. It was a fun game, but the subject at hand was more pressing to her, having experienced it first hand with no explanation what so ever. "Dangerous, huh?" She echoed. A gang, though? She'd only seen one so far...but if that uniform was something that represented more... "Can I tell you something weirder?" Olga looked back up at him from sending the puck lightly his way. Though it was a question---it was one of those questions where she was going to do it anyways. "I ran into a guy the other night wearing one of those uniforms and he had a peacock feather in his hat, and well, that was kind of unusual, but maybe not so bad, yeah? But it's that he chased me, and when he grabbed my wrist, it felt like---" Here Olga made a face, because saying it out loud still sounded well...almost unbelievable. "Like...he was sapping my energy? I just felt so tired all of a sudden, and I passed out, but when I woke up a bit later...all my stuff I had dropped in the fray was neatly piled next to me...it was some kind of weird...gentleman energy vampire dude." Her shot him a small sheepish grin. "Sounds like something out or a movie or book, yeah?"
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Posted: Fri Oct 09, 2015 2:57 pm
Peacock feathers....?
Nope. Game over. Done.
His mallet was promptly dropped, no longer caring about the game at all even though the air continued to blow.
The jovial expression on his face was gone, a seriousness on his face that was almost foreign as he made his way around the table. Though it softened when he reached her side to something that looked sadder, leaning in close.
"They can all do that. Take your energy."
"But that one... or atleast one of those guys with peacock feathers... that one stabbed me." Cat was out of the bag it seemed.
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Posted: Fri Oct 09, 2015 5:39 pm
Olga blinked as Corey abandoned his mallet, and stood frozen as he lost his jovial expression and came around the table. Uh...oh...? What can had she opened, exactly? Though as he leaned in and spoke, she wasn't sure what was more startling. The seriousness and sadness in his face, the complete 180 to what he was before, or the fact that he confirmed her theory, the idea that there was more and then--- She gasped, and let go of her own mallet. Her hands hovered near, as if they were ready to try and help said wound despite the fact it was more than likely taken care of. Her eyes went wide as she stared at him, and at that time, her tone finally simmered as well, becoming hushed as well. " Why?" Could it have been the same guy she ran into? "Wh-what did he look like? His hair?" Iris_virus SORRY IRIS WE TOOK A TURN INTO DRAMA TOWN fwfjwejlwlelk
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Posted: Sat Oct 10, 2015 6:26 am
He was being stupid. Talking about this stuff in public. Talking about it to someone he'd literally known for less than an hour. For all he knew she could have been a Negaverse mole - sent because someone had an inkling that he was powered and they were just trying to gather enough proof to make it worth randomly murdering him. (Not that they seemed to have any problem with trying to randomly murder him when he was a pathetic knight wandering around trying to talk and avoid combat).
But... she really didn't seem like some mole of Chaos. Kindred spirit of jovial delight. Poor innocent little country girl transplanted into the big mean city. It was that same feeling of responsibility that he had in showing her around the place. Though he would have hoped she never had to deal with the powered portion of Destiny City it seemed he was far too late.
"Hair like mine. Long and black with touches of blue and green. Pulled back though." He answered in a whisper, though the 'why' was left unsaid for the time being.
Pulling back, leaning against the still humming air hockey table he attempted to soften his frown but it made more of an awkward expression than anything. He wasn't whispering anymore but his voice was kept nonetheless fairly low. "I'm sorry.. I'm really not trying to scare you or anything."
"Destiny City really is a great place to live. There is just some stuff going on... And it's like... You've just got to be careful and pay attention to what's going on around you."
"I can.. tell you a little more. If you want. But right now isn't the time or place."Lucyal I don't mind drama, but if you want more info it's going to require another rp. ;p *such a tease*
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Posted: Sat Oct 10, 2015 9:00 am
Olga gulped, and the atmosphere in the place seemed to grow cold momentarily. That sounded...exactly like the same guy she had run into. How many looked like that with that kind of hair and uniform? She was horrified, yet baffled at the same time. That guy...he may have threatened her, but it had been just to scare her...and he never attempted to stab her so... why did he stab Corey and not her? What was the factor that made it different? Her brows had knitted in thought, and her focus seemed distant before focusing back on Corey. "Huh? Oh---" She shook her head. "You're not." Despite the conversation, she still gave him a bright smile. "Better to be prepared, yeah? Ignorance isn't bliss, and definitely no excuse---" Olga then nodded her head enthusiastically at the offer. "I'd like that! Very much! Where and when should we meet?" Iris_virus gklewfkjlewlfw WELL PLAYED MISS, WELL PLAYED Gosh, you're really twisting my arm here, it's totally not like I'm having a ton of fun RPing with you and Corey /SIGHS ; D After we wrap this one up, which I think is coming soon, I'll start us another one *A*! <333
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Posted: Sat Oct 10, 2015 10:40 am
And then suddenly he was back, a goofy grin crossing his face as he leaned to squish her in a brief but tight hug.
It was relief mostly. The fact that she herself had smiled after the fact and the words she spoke that gave him a tiny sliver of hope that she just might be alright in this big crazy world. Even with crazy gentlemen vampires.
Arms crossing in front of his chest he gazed up thoughtfully. "Well I mean.. if you can't wait I've got a shift off in the next couple of hours." Or rather, some of the younger employees were coming in to start their shifts so he could do whatever the hell he wanted.
"If you don't want to do it right away though you can just try to catch me sometime when I'm not working. I live above the arcade, door is in the back alleyway."Lucyal Fufufu - That'll teach you for asking questions. XD heart
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Posted: Sat Oct 10, 2015 12:02 pm
She made a brief surprised sound at the sudden hug, but it made made her happy. She laughed, and while she didn't have enough time to hug him back, she reached out to give him a companionable pat on the back. "I can wait!" Olga assured. "I mean...I got homework I should be finishing up today, anyways. Let's pick a day when you're definitely not busy, yeah?" Olga fished her iPhone out of her pocket and fiddled around with it until she got to the 'new contact' section and then held it out to Corey to put in his information. "I'll shoot you a text and we'll work out something from there?" She then turned her gaze upward when he mentioned he lived above the arcade. "Wooow...that's cool!" Plus she going to see someone's house. Hehe. Iris_virus u___u I've learned my lesson----- not > : D <3
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Posted: Sat Oct 10, 2015 12:32 pm
"Sounds like a good enough plan to me." He laughed.
The phone was accepted, his number input with the quickness and deftness of someone who obviously texted or typed with regularity. He even input his own 'name' (Corey 'Badass' Boone) though he handed it back to her with a wink before saving all the information, that way she could change it to whatever she liked. Like 'Weird Arcade guy' or whatever.
Behind him the air hockey machine clicked to shut itself off, a power down function after an extended period of inactivity. Glancing back at the score he smirked a little. "Well I guess you won that one. Ready for that drink? I can give you a lid for the road if you like."Lucyal Oh dear lord. XD Be prepared to be entirely unimpressed Olga. He's a poor - nerd - bachelore. House is being far too kind. s**t-hole apartment where he keeps his cool stuff is far more accurate.
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Posted: Sat Oct 10, 2015 1:20 pm
Olga glanced at her phone, and laughed. That was awesome. She kept it as is. She glanced over at the machine as well. Oops! She didn't exactly get her quarters worth out of the game---but that was okay. Next time. "Sounds like a good note to leave on!" She grinned at him, and flashed him a thumbs up. "Even! Ah--!" Olga's eyes widened momentarily before she let out a thoughtful hum. "You know---save it." Her grin turned fox eyed. "I'll get it the next time I see you!" She then gave him a salute. "Thank you for all the fun today! I'm really happy I stepped in! I'll see you soon, yeah?" Iris_virus This feels like a wrap on my end! *A* / If you want, I can go start us another one now? I imagine it might take place a few weeks after this one---Olga will have a lot to tell him about : D
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Posted: Sat Oct 10, 2015 2:29 pm
He may have snorted a little with amusement and delight as she clicked the save button on her phone.
The decision to save the drink for later was met with a soft nod, fully hoping to see the girl again, even if it did cost him a soda. He still had to show her laser tag after all. And even if she didn't come and spend a bunch of money at his arcade well.. that was alright. A little light to help amuse him during boring and unbusy days was just as great in his opinion. Plus smut - he had not forgotten that either.
"Yep, don't you dare be a stranger Olga!" He called after her, giving her an almost comically large wave over his head. Hopefully it wouldn't be too long before his cellphone chirped with it's quirky mortal combat text ringtone.Lucyal Fin yessss. heart And sounds good, feel free to quote me whenever - no rush!
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