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 Posted: Sun Jun 03, 2007 11:57 am
(It'll never happen again. I saved it on Word. Unless someone can counter with a simliarly long post, mine won't be much longer then three posts if that. I hate taking long periods of time to post.)
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Posted: Sun Jun 03, 2007 11:59 am
(Well our friend Deity is one to have a few large posts under his belt, that would make yours look like nothing lol.
I'm Unks by the way, nice too meet you.)
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Posted: Sun Jun 03, 2007 12:02 pm
(The more I write, the more wordy I feel like I'm getting. That would have been a longer post, but I didn't want to stretch it too much. That would've been annoying for me,a nd everyone reading it.
Oh, well, you can call me Raine-chan as you have been! It's nice to meet you as well, Unks-kun!)
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Posted: Sun Jun 03, 2007 12:04 pm
((Sorry it took so long.))
Even though dead fallen leaves cluttered the forest ground, Xaith made almost no noise traveling on his way back to the Orion. His monthly training had gone well, though it was much easier on a planet that only had wild animals and not wild demons running around. Not to mention that his planet’s gravitational pull was at least ten times more than Earth’s. He almost felt like he was floating when he walked here. Yes, the training had gone well, but that didn’t mean that it had helped. He would have to find a better way. Well, now that he was surrounded by other demons that could actually stand a chance against him, maybe he could spar with a few. That would be sufficient training, Xaith thought. Easily hopping over a few fallen trees, he landed with not so much as a tap. It was always the walk back that bored him. Luckily he didn’t have too much left to go. He’d been walking for a few hours, so he should get to the cobblestone path any minute now.
How exactly had he gotten on this planet, anyway? He remembered letting the Beast take over after the fight with Zack…He could recall only one thing, and that was the Beast annihilating the planet. From there on, he didn’t remember a thing. And why did he wake up? He let the Beast take over his body. He figured it would use it for as long as they lived. He had awoken in a crater. No transportation nearby. No shrapnel, engine pieces, flaming wreckage…Nothing. Just a crater and Xaith. He sighed through his nose and kept walking. It was surprising to him that he didn’t care about his planet. He didn’t really care about the people that died. He wasn’t happy about it, but it didn’t bother him either.
‘Lack of caring about other people’s lives comes from being a bounty hunter, I guess…’
He thought to himself. Not a good thing in the least, but it was the truth. He’d killed more people than he’d seen walking around his entire life. And that was while he was sane and in control of his body. Now, when he wasn’t really in control he probably took out—
He smelled something. Someone. On their way to the Orion. He’d meet up with them soon enough. As soon as that thought crossed his mind, the cobblestone path came into clear view. Stepping on rock with his black moccasins, he could already see the tower. Very close. And then there was blood. Fresh. He stepped a little faster, his black sleeveless tunic swaying in the wind. The dragon’s skull perched atop his head stayed in place nicely as Xaith pushed himself from the ground as he ascended a good hundred feet. He smiled as the wind blew his dark blue, sweat-matted hair from his face. It was cold, but he had still just finished his training not too long ago. He landed with a small tap at the Club door. Pressing his hand against it and pushing forward, the door creaked open slowly.
He sniffed at the air and followed the scent to the bar. A young girl, from what Xaith could tell from the back, was sitting at the bar. Light blue hair hung down to her back. Braided. He held his hand on his katana at his left hip. The smell of blood didn’t normally mean a good thing. But he would not jump to conclusions and start slinging Koalas around as somebody had done last night. He snickered lightly.
“Hello.”
His voice was calm and almost soothing. He didn’t want to give off a bad vibe. God knows that these people on Earth tend to go nuts easily.
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Posted: Sun Jun 03, 2007 12:09 pm
The oddball of a man popped up from the behind the counter of the bar. A normal action for him that was anything but normal in the eyes of many. There was a simple reason for this common action: He just liked to sit back there was all, semi-hidden from view while drinking whatever concoction could be created from the Earthlings' drinks. He never knew why with all the other more comfortable seats around than the hard floor.
"Howdy," Said the man in the brown-and-tan robes, "How can I help you?"
He wasn't exactly the club's bartender. But he knew one or two things about alcohol.
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Posted: Sun Jun 03, 2007 12:19 pm
Red simply stood before the doors of the Orion, a blank expression painted on her face as she stared at the large wooden panels now smeared with fresh blood that was already crystallizing because of the weather. On her way up the stone steps that led to the entrance she had seen a short, rather young woman slip and slam her face straight into the door. Just like that she went from perfectly poised and elegant to a huge mess on the ground, crying in pain like a small child who had just run into a wall. She was at least one for two as far as circumstances.
Keeping her distance, she watched the young lady heal herself before proceeding to enter the club. Right before she advanced, yet another figure entered just outside the door and followed suit. Waiting for the doors to close, Red decided to keep moving. She pressed her palm to the doors, her fingers taking in the grain of the wood as her sharp red eyes analyzed the blood loss. How anyone could be so clumsy was beyond her. The fact that she burst into tears only made things worse. Red hated crybabies; they grated on her nerves almost as much as the name...
Opening the doors, she surveyed the scene before her, already accustomed with the interior. The man had made himself comfortable near the girl and seemed to be in the midst of introducing himself. So be it. She knew neither of them and they hadn't quite caught her interest or piqued her curiosity. She walked by quietly, save the tapping of her feet against the floor, even ignoring Valin as she made her way behind the bar for a glass and water, her staple drink these days. Filling the glass half way, she dropped two pills of Excedrin in and downed the entire substance in three gulps, the medicine going down easy.
Paying no mind to the others and what they might think of such a thing, she deposited the glass into the sink and returned to the main area of the club, opting for a seat at one of the tables. Lifting her messenger bag over her shoulder, she placed it to her side as she sat, pulling out a roll of paper so large, it had to peek out of the bag in order to be carried. Opening it like a scroll, she drew out of her pocket a pencil and compass and searched the pockets of her bag for a protractor and ruler before setting to work. Aside from the occasional flick of her ears or sway of her foxen tail, she seemed by all means to have shut everyone without an interest in her out.
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Posted: Sun Jun 03, 2007 12:24 pm
"Oh my--ahhhh!"
His voice sent vicious shivers through her body. She swore her baby-soft skin was rippling from the rich voice behind her. Christiania had been admiring the achitecture that her magic had not caught the aura of the other. Due to the aburptness of his arrival, the female fell backwards trying to spin around and landed flat on her face. Very graceful indeed. Her cheeks flared with embarassment as she lied there with tears building up behind those intriguing eyes of hers. Christiania made sure not to look up at him for fear of sheer disgust lignering on his features. Her nails dug into the wooden floor slightly, but loosened and ended up laying flat against the floor. Her nose had broken once more, and the blood was flowing freely. She let out a muffled cry of anguish before finally pushing herself up to rest on her knees. Tears were flowing, mixing with the thick red liquid. Both hands were placed securely over her button-sized nose as if it were going to slow the steady flow of blood. Well, it didn't.
Again, the oak staff appeared, and the whole healing process occurred once more. The glowing of herhands stung against her skin this time, but the nose healed without any trouble jsut as it had the first time. Broken nose twice within ten minutes. She was on a role for breaking every bone in her petite body. Christiania whimpered, using the back of her unclean hand to wipe away the tears. It smudged her makeup more so now. There was no point in even attempting to keep it in place. She knew this, and hastily began rubbing her differently colored eyes, removing the addition. She hadn't taken notice to the male yet since falling from her stool. It was only after her makeup was removed almost completely that she took in the male's features, causing her to blush furiously once more.
"Gomenasai! I....erm...uhhh...o-oh my..."
A hand gripped onto a braid, squeezing it tightly. This was not how she meant to meet people here, but then again, Christiania never did meet people with any sort of grace. The diclonius gnawed on her sparkling bottom lip habitually, her gaze having dropped down to his feet. She didn't want to seem disrespectful, and certainly did not desire to make an enemy before making a friend. Keno-san wanted her to become more...socially inclined. Hopefully these people were as welcomming as he said they were. Her free hand tugged at the edge of her black t-shirt as the akward silence told hold of her vocal chords. She had no idea what to do or say. He would probably think she was unintelligent and pity her. Chrissy wasn't expecting anything less then that. Not many actually took the time to understand her way of thinking. Who would? She was nearly twenty and could barely keep herself from crying at least three times everyday. She was pathetic, but she wanted Keno-san to feel better. She was doing this for him.
"Ummm..errr..h-hi..."
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Posted: Sun Jun 03, 2007 12:27 pm
(My god I love her. xD;; )
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Posted: Sun Jun 03, 2007 12:32 pm
::The elevator came to life and moved up the shaft torwards the floor that is was called from; the ninth floor. After a few moments it made it's decent back to the main floor carring the person who summoned it. The door opened with their usual soft hiss and out stepped the saiay-jin boy Unks.
His ice blue eyes scanned the room and his nose picked up the scent of blood. He heard the voice of the Jedi Valin coming from the bar and he picked up a few energy levels. He knew some of the, but there were two new ones he didn't recognize.
He made his way to the bar and took a seat on the center stool. He was wearing street clothing today which consisted of, a black tank top, a pair of jeans, and street shoes. The only thing not very street clothing like were his gloves, and his sword. He looked around the room and nodded to everyone::
"Hello Valin, Red. It is good to see you both today. And hello to you two newcomers. Welcome to Club Orion."
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Posted: Sun Jun 03, 2007 12:39 pm
Xaith's stare remained pleasant, though his mind was screaming differently. He was dealing with a klutz. A jumpy one, at that. He watched her with mild interest as she apparently healed her broken nose. That would explain the smell of blood earlier. He took his hand off of his katana and put it quietly at his side. The girl seemed to be a year or two older than himself, but was as shy as a three year old.
He sighed, reach up with both hands, then lifted off the horned skull perched atop his head. He held onto the side of it's jaw with his right hand and let it hang at his side. His midnight blue eyes watched her on the ground. She was a train-wreck. Flushed face, glossy eyes, and partially rmoved make-up. His face kept a nice, calming smile. It would hopefully let the girl feel more at ease. Anybody would be a bit upset if they'd just smashed their nose on the ground in front of somebody.
He took a few steps forward and kneeled down in front of her with a warm smile. His dark blue eyes scanned hers slowly. They were no longer friendly, but they weren't hostile either. They were just concentrated. He stood back up. She was safe. Eyes don't lie. His eyes went back to their regular, relaxed state and he held his hand down to her to try and help her up.
"You okay?"
He looked over his shoulder to see a purple haired man. He'd seen him before. Hadn't really conversed with him, but undoubtedly seen him.
"I'm not really a newcomer, but thanks for the welcome."
Xaith smiled, being as polite as possible.
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Posted: Sun Jun 03, 2007 12:40 pm
Well, Red seemed like she was in a wonderful mood. Then again, she was always in a wonderful mood. At least Valin could get the Saiya-jin Prince to chuckle, but Red was very very adapt at showing no emotion whatsoever. He would go chit-chat with her later, he was more interested in the newcomer.
"Howdy," Valin said again to the pretty albeit clumbsy girl, sorta concerned about her recent run-in with gravity, "You alright?" He went to the sink and ran a small hand-towel under cold water for a few seconds, rung it out a bit, and brought it to her to wipe away her tears, ruined make-up, and any left over blood. It was the least he could do.
Valin looked at the other guy. Yet another person he didn't know, "Hi to you, too."
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Posted: Sun Jun 03, 2007 12:49 pm
Red merely made a humming noise in response to Unks as she used her compass to measure space from one side of the sheet of paper to the other, marking both ends with and x and tracing a straight line between them. She never understood why he was so friendly to her when she rarely returned the courtesy. There was at least no time she could remember in which she had said anything friendly to him.
Pausing with her sketch, she wrote a few illegible notes in the bottom left hand corner in a very quick, careless jotting manner. Her mind was swarming and good and bad ideas alike plagued her constantly, so she was writing them down as they came to review them later. Scanning her script, she obviously approved and went back to her sketch, paying little mind to the goings on in the place.
Another pause and her eyes closed calmly, as though she were a bit weary. Slowly her shoulders lifted up and down with steady breathing and in all ways she seemed to be asleep, save the fact that she would never reduce herself to sleeping in such a place so long as she could help it. A few minutes later and she was back to work yet again, seeming a great deal more relieved about something that had not actually afflicted her in the least.
Truth be told, she was only half paying attention to her task as she analyzed the aura of the klutsy girl whose ability to speak English was facing extreme difficulty. Already Red was starting not to like her. As though he was inescapable, Keno had brought yet another creature from his past into her life. She was starting to wonder how many women he knew and how many she might have to kill one day. This one seemed utterly harmless though, so the need to actually hate her seemed a bit unnecessary.
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Posted: Sun Jun 03, 2007 12:58 pm
"I-I'm f-fine...t-thanks.."
She blinked several times, bringing her gaze back up to his. He appeared to be friendly besides the skull on his head, but Christiania overlooked that for the time being. At least he wasn't laughing at her. Finally, a small, cautious smile erupted across her lips, and Christiania's cheery disposition began to shine through. The diclonius was still uncertain about the people here, but she would not disagree to the assistance she was recieving. Hesitating at first, she gripped the male's hand tightly and pulled herself to her feet. Even standing he towered over her. He appeared to be about six foot, and she barely stood at 5'4". Chrissy was a midget compared to many people, and it was one of the many thigns she despised about herself. Being so short allowed people to look down upon her. That was something she was working on, and the height problem did not help at all.
"U-Umm...ermm.."
Now, the akward feeling was bubbling up within her abdomen. The new male was cleaning her off as if she were too incompetent to actually do it herself. Then again, she never thought of herself first. Getting clean was the last thing on her mind at the moment, but she did have to admit she probably looked a right mess. Her cheeks were tainted with a faint pink hue until he finished, and even then it took some time for the color to diminish. Her wide eys studied him carefully before she bowed in thanks, the same faint smile lingering on her pink lips.
"T-Thank you...s-s-sirs...i-it was v-very k-kind of you t-to h-help m-me."
She was trying so hard to get the stupid words out! Christiania did not do well with new associates. It was like trying to open a brand-new jar of pickles. It was impossible unless someone helped after the fact that you had almost gotten compeltely off. The cap just needed the extra nudge from someone new. Chrissy was like the jar of pickles. Her foot scuffed the floor innocently while both eyes stayed fixiated on her less then interesting foot. Her hand was still in the mysterious males' hand, and she quickly pulled away. Her cheeks were flaring once more, but she refused to act upon it. No sense in embarassing herself more then she already had.
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Posted: Sun Jun 03, 2007 1:14 pm
"Ha. Much better," the Jedi said with a chuckle. Now she didn't look like she had a run with a wall. Valin had done that before. Durasteel wall, X-wing starfighter, and the inability to actually evade the wall. The moral of story was that ejection seats were awesome. That was an unnessacry tangent thought, however, and had nothing to do with this besides running into walls.
Valin walked back to the sink and washed off the hand-cloth and then turning off the facet and letting the wet cloth sit in the sink. He took another cloth to dry off his hands. As he did so, he turned back the girl and leaned back against sink.
"Don't worry about it," Said the man, after she very frightenedly thanked him and the other guy. She was insanely stressed and worried by all this. She couldn't hide that in the Force and it radiated like crazy, "Anyway - who are you two? Both of you are new here from what I can tell."
The Jedi looked at Red and then jumped forward like faux fury, "And you! Red! Get over here!" He quickly resumed the casual leaning back with a big goofy smile and a chuckle.
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