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 Posted: Wed May 23, 2007 2:37 pm
“Eh? Wha?” Pixie burbled, obviously confused by the simple Russom. She was used to the mind games from Sasha, and even though she never understood them, she knew how to deal with it. She could also easily reply to any riddle-like gabbling from Hansi. This was something new, though. “Yes, Pixie is lucky to have Sasha.”
It was at that moment that Sasha finally reentered the shop looking quite pleased with himself, which was probably a bad sign for Leran. Using his tongue against his teeth, he made a clicking sound, stopping Pixie in her tracks. Well, if you excluded the fact that she went running to him and started jumping up toward him with her hands out as she shouted, but we can overlook that. Ignoring the strange being, the shopkeeper raised an eyebrow at the door. “Duck.”
“Whe-?”
And before Pixie could finish her question, something came flying through the door, followed by a rather excited, rather loud Hansi. Screaming, he ran forward, running headlong into the table before flipping over, almost hitting the cash register and Lucas, and landing on his butt on the ground. To his displeasure, Sasha had caught the flying object—a boomerang—and was now glaring angrily at him, ending his big entrance.
“Oh nues, it cannot came back to me because you caught it! YOU HAVE GONE AGAINST THE RULE OF PHYSICS! WE ARE GOING TO EXPLODE!” Giggling, he brought himself up to a standing position, using the frozen Lucas to help pull himself up.
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Posted: Wed May 23, 2007 2:54 pm
Russom nodded, but whether or not he was going to answer Pixie would be left unknown. Because then Pixie was gone.
And then Russom was gone. As soon as he realized that Hansi was around, the imp super-speeded himself to some safe hiding spot. Finding safe hiding spots, of course, was another reason he was so intent on figuring out the shop. Dangerous beings... or at least one dangerous being... roamed this place.
Leran, after being surprised about something bursting through the door and getting its butt kicked by a table, burst into loud, appreciative laughter, "We can't explode! There's no physics to make us do that!"
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Posted: Wed May 23, 2007 3:33 pm
“Oh? And how do you know that?” Hansi asked, flailing his arms a few times. He ended up whacking Lucas once or twice, but the cashier just stood there, unphased. Finally, Hansi looked back at Leran, squealing at the sight of him. He immediately started to clamber over the table, once again almost knocking into the register, even kicking Lucas once in the face. “Leran!” he shouted, doing something between a crawl and a scramble as he got to his feet and rushed toward him. “Why’s Leran here? Hansi hasn’t seen Leran in a long time!”
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Posted: Wed May 23, 2007 4:21 pm
Leran kind of wanted to turn and run and find a hiding place himself, but that would be encourgaing... Standing there wouldn't help either, that was obvious enough from The Robot.
So he stood where he was and gave Hansi an irritated look, "I'm here because of your unwanted gift that ate the heart Sasha was trying to replace his lost one with that made Sasha mad that gave the stupid imp a foot hold for signing my freedom over to the heart-gone madman." He took a breath, irritated look gone to a look of amusement, "That, I guess, is going to force me to stick around here and renew adventures with hyper Bob." Leran knew everyone else called Hansi Hansi, but Hansi had referred to himself as Bob before. And for some reason Bob was a much funnier name that fit the hyper man better, in Leran's eyes anyway. "As long as those adventures don't involve more trouble...because I gotta get out of here before school starts again."
"So, what's new?" Entertaining and being entertained by Hansi was, Leran figured, just as much help as being a salesman and ... uh, cleaning the store... and it was far more interesting. Besides, maybe he could get Hansi to do things and not get in trouble himself for it. He wondered if he only had to pay in lizards for that....
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Posted: Wed May 23, 2007 4:49 pm
Hansi’s face scrunched in confusion at Leran’s first sentence, unable to follow anything relating to the heart. It didn’t really matter, though, for even if he did understand, he would reply in the exact same way, since his replies rarely had anything to do with the conversation. Finally Leran stopped talking, and Hansi let in a reply. “Well, Sasha’s store looks kinda different. I noticed that over there.” He waved one arm toward Lucas, and luckily for the detached man, he was nowhere near him, so he did not get hit again. “Other than that, I think Bob has just been being Bob.”
“Which, o’ course, means ‘e ‘as been being extremely idiotic,” Miki-chan grumbled, who had appeared clinging to the lunatic’s shirt in a blink of an eye. Even when he was invisible, it seems he still could not handle Hansi’s pandemonium. When he was sure Hansi would stay still for a moment, he scrambled up the crazy’s shirt to his shoulder.
“I am not even going to ask…” Sasha grumbled to himself, completely aware of the changes but completely trying to ignore them. “Since Hansi is here, and I shall leave you to him. I must go take care of some business now, but I hope to come back to a store in one piece.” He glared for a moment at Leran, but it quickly changed to Hansi, where it stayed for a few moments. Then he turned away, somehow managing to slam the door with grace. Sasha very well knew what he was doing. He was leaving them to destroy his shop, but he made sure Hansi was there to do it, too.
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Posted: Fri May 25, 2007 5:46 am
Leran blinked at Lucas. He couldn't imagine the robot-man looking any different than he did... He wondered if the man would even make a move if he tried painting his nose red or something. He wondered if he could convince Hansi to try that.
A color-streak went across the room and ended on Leran's shoulder. Russom kept a steady, studying gaze on Miki-chan. Until he disappeared again because Leran went to swap him off his shoulder.
"You act as if I'm TOTALLY irresponsible..." Leran complained loudly to Sasha.
"Can't be that bad, he does not have the power for it," Russom jeered from somewhere.
Leran smirked and looked to Hansi, "NOW what?"
Apparently he had to be entertained.
OOC: btw, if you ever get to a point where you want to drop this, shout out... I can write a post or two to scoot this RP ahead a few days/weeks too. ^_^
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Posted: Sun May 27, 2007 2:07 pm
“Hansi doesn’t know,” the lunatic sang between giggles, waving his hands around excitedly. At least these movements were controlled, so they did not hit anyone. “I was told to teach Leran things, but Bob thinks that is boring, and I am sure my friend the wall agrees!” He now pointed backwards at the corner, which was the place Sasha always put him when he misbehaved. “Hansi would much rather do something else. LIKE MAKING A ROCKET AND GOING TO THE PLANET OF CHEESE.”
“Well, ya’re not takin’ me,” a voice grumbled from somewhere in the vicinity of Hansi’s ear. “But I’d be jus’ fine wit’ ya disappearin’ there.”
((OOC: Let's cause some trouble to make Sasha mad before do a time skip... xD I think Hansi and Leran can pull that off easily. xD ))
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Posted: Tue May 29, 2007 1:23 pm
Leran's eyes lit up, and he totally forgot who he was talking to where, "Rockets are fun to make, easy even, if we can just find...Oh...Lucas, you can handle the shop for JUST 15 minutes, can't you? I'm entitled to a break, and it won't take long to make a bottle rocket, if we can have everything..."
"You can NOT go to a whole different planet in just 15 minutes!" Russom chided, again on Leran's shoulder and tugging at his ear, "Behave!"
"Man, your name isn't Jimmeny and you're NOT a cricket..." Leran whined and swiped at the shoulder that Russom had already vacated for the other one.
The imp gave an asperated sigh, "I KNOW this, and I wasn't aware that you thought I was, you can NOT build a rocket in 15 minutes either..." He eyed Leran, "At least, I have not seen any speed like that out of you yet."
Leran tried for the other tactic that usually worked. Totally ignoring the imp-pest, "We should totally put rockets by the door and see if we can rig them to go off when someone opens it, just to fly up in front of him" he pointed to the employee's entrance room, obviously thinking the "him" should and would be Sasha.
OOC: Trouble!?! These two? Noooo...! Not possible. =D
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Posted: Wed May 30, 2007 12:21 pm
“THAT SOUNDS FUN,” Hansi gave an excited shout, clapping his hands together as he bounced up and down in anticipation. The enthusiastic lunatic began to point off once again, waving his arm around as some unhappy grumbles came from his shoulder. “AND I THINK WALLIE AGREES.” Of course Hansi had no idea what Leran meant, or at least one would assume he didn’t, but it sounded fun, and he would willingly jump on any bandwagon where he got something enjoyable out of it. Hansi likes any sort of explosions, and as long as Sasha wasn’t around, he would be quick to create them if he had the chance, and Leran just gave him one.
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Posted: Wed May 30, 2007 2:52 pm
"It's all sorts of fun," Leran agreed as he pulled his wallet out of his pocket and started leafing through it, "We need string and a water or coke bottle, those are usually pretty easy to find...Hey Russom, was there one outside when we came in?" The teenager had already learned how to make his imp useful.
"No!"
Leran rolled his eyes, "Figures. You got one, Bob?"
He pulled out string out of his his wallet. It would have never passed pocket inspection, but wallets looked harmless enough and his Dad never thought to leaf through it. "It's too bad I didn't pack powder or anything today," Leran grumbled, "Air rockets just aren't as cool." Apparently strong was only the beginning of the things he 'packed' in his wallet.
Well, the GOOD news was that he hadn't COME intending to blow things off at Sasha...
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Posted: Wed May 30, 2007 3:08 pm
And Hansi hadn’t come planning anything for Sasha. Technically he still did not intend to do anything to him, but that was beside the point, and he was going to have fun doing it, anyways, even without this knowledge. “Hansi no have one,” he burbled, still bouncing a bit, though his arms had settled back down to his side. “But I bet Bob could find one!” One arm shot upward, and before Miki-chan could yell his own complaints, the crazy man was running out the door, almost slipping a few times in his hurry. A few moments later he was back through the door (after he finally calmed down enough to figure out how to open it), bottle in hand. The label had been torn off, and dirt coated most of the sides, but it was a coke bottle nonetheless.
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Posted: Wed May 30, 2007 3:30 pm
Hansi didn't have one, but Bob could... Yeah, ok, whatever, Leran tried to ignore that while he pulled a box over to the door so the bottle could set on it.
He glanced over at Lucas. Could the man even talk? Oh, yeah, he could... "You better not te--" He stopped then shook his head. Not tell? Who else was there to blame?
He grinned, but who cared? He couldn't wait to see Sasha's face when something flew at him from no where. He knew he was used to it with Hansi, but he doubed Hansi was ingenius enough to do something this sneaky.
"Huzzah!" Leran cheered and took the bottle out of Hansi's hand, tapping first to get sand out of it, then shrugging and putting the cap firmly on, twisting the middle and holding it just carefully enough so he could tie it up and tie it to the door... It was tricky, but Leran was a little more practiced than he should be at things like this.
"How do you expect to fly anywhere with THAT?" Russom demanded, rolling a half full water bottle to Leran. He too had gone on a search... In the other direction from Hansi. Let's not mention where he found it.
Leran glared, "It's a test module, ok? You have to make models first." He twisted the other bottle, leaving the water in it and hooking that up too, "This is going to be fantastic...Now we go about doing our jobs and keeping an eye on the door for Sasha to come!"
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Posted: Wed May 30, 2007 3:59 pm
“Ya’ll are gonna get it,” Miki-chan chimed, letting himself be seen rather than just heard. He was sitting, legs crossed, on Hansi’s shoulder, grinning to himself with his arms folded over his bare chest. “Not that I’m against Sasha gettin’ it, or for that mattah, this crazy gettin’ it. ‘tis fine wit’ me.” His tail flicked back an forth slightly, much like a dog, or perhaps, Pixie, but it was slow and controlled. He was enjoying himself just as much as Hansi. Okay, maybe it was hard to enjoy something as much as Hansi, but he was close to it.
“Eh?” Wasn’t it great when the imp understood more than the human? To Hansi, Sasha had no involvement in this, even after Leran mentioned him, but Miki-chan had seen and heard enough to figure it out. Then again, this was the same person who would blame it on Lucas or even the wall when Sasha found out. The little contraption confused Hansi even more, for he had never seen a bottle rocket, or he had not taken the time to pay attention to one. “Jobs? Oh, yes! Go back to jobs! Bob can do it!” One may wonder what job Bob could do, and if one thought about it, it was simple. Sasha always told him to keep the wall company in his store, and Hansi was quick to do just that! The corner really was a fun place to be.
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Posted: Wed May 30, 2007 4:09 pm
"What? We just have to make sure that he is properly INITIATED to me being here," Leran nodded, "Goodness knows he's already initiated me..." Stupid show with stupid masks and imps and things... Not that he was talking to one right now. Nope.... "Hey, wait, where are you going? Are you going to put yourself in the corner BEFORE Sasha does?" Leran sighed, "Well, I'm going to go make friends with.... the merchandise or something..."
Leran did something unspeakable. He pulled out his hankerchief and wandered over to a corner and started to dust some of the items off.
Russom had stopped to look at the contrapation, then ran over to Leran, "Pssts, those aren't rockets. Those are bottles under pressure, and when that door is opened..."
"I KNOW. They're called bottle rockets. Because they go up like rockets?"
Russom pursed his lips. Oh. "I can not allow this!"
Lrean raised an eyebrow, "Stupid cricket."
"I am NOT a cricket!!"
"Yes you are, see your little green legs?"
And Leran, while dusting, worked to try to keep Russom from taking apart his wonderful invention... Which would only last as long as it would take Russom to figure out that's what he was doing... That wouldn't take long. Leran eyed the door. Stupid imps!
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Posted: Wed May 30, 2007 6:15 pm
Luckily for Leran he did not have to distract Russom for long, for the door was opened by the unlucky victim. Like Sasha, he had blond hair, except his was a sandy brown with frosted tips. The surfer-dude hair matched well with his outfit, which also like Sasha’s was white, but it lacked the gold luster, instead glowing with purity rather than greed. It was the white suit to Hansi’s black one, matching almost exactly the same except for the colors. And he was smiling as his unknowingly walked into the trap set for the shopkeeper…
((OOC: I'll let you describe the rocket's destruction. xD As long as he's not hurt TOO badly and the store's not destroyed TOO much, I don't really care. xD And he will probably cover his face with his arms, and it's mainly his face I care about. >.>))
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