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 Posted: Fri Oct 15, 2004 10:31 pm
AnqeIicDemise (( -dances along to the space monkeys- Jouji apologizes for having to leave but he has to sleep. Bwuaha.. poor thing was about to pass out soon. -dances a bit some more- 'smashes the radio cause they can!!' )) (( Ah, okay. 3nodding ))
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Posted: Fri Oct 15, 2004 10:35 pm
Beh Bear Once Kinpoko finished explaining what an ectoplaism gun was, she shouted back her 'Thanks.' It sounded like a kiddy toy for those who were into those outer space stuff, but it sounds like an interesting weapon to use. Ikue turned to face the man again. Ay, he got her.. "I guess that would be okay.. but I'm not sure if I could be able to stand outside for a long period of time by myself, especially when it's nighttime.." Her voice trailed off once she saw Mimi enter the lobby, one of the people in charge. Eeep. The medium suddenly shook her head. "I'm sorry, I can't.." After saying that, the medium rushed over to the bar before Neit can say anything. -Mimi blinked, suddenly realizing that there were people in the lobby. For a moment she remained in place, confused as Ikue ran off into the bar. What had just happened? Never in her whole entire life, had anyone ran off at the sight of the young lycanthrope. It really threw her for a loop. That violet gaze shifted over to Neit, a forced smile on her face. Paranoid and tired and strangely incomplete, that's how she was feeling at the moment. Either way she couldn't bring herself to admit it.- Good evening, how are you? -Ah, that's where she'd seen it!! Right ontop of the reception desk, there was a desktop photocopier. It was there where she hurried to, slipping the master copy on the tray words down. She pushed a few buttons and it was soon doing the task. Then she looked up to the doors-- still broken but the glass had been picked up at some point of the day. She'd have to thank Cerise later. Ah, that's right, ply wood!! Great, where would Midori have any of those things stashed? The girl groaned inwardly...she hoped she didn't have to go out to the cemetary.-
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Posted: Fri Oct 15, 2004 10:38 pm
(( Yes, Tigra.. its a fun song.. a great song.. it makes me want to dance everytime I hear it.))
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Posted: Fri Oct 15, 2004 10:38 pm
((Damn you and your character! gonk ))
Oh how he was frustrated. He felt like taking the medium and smacking some courage into her. That wouldn't resolve anything, exept for his thirst to do so. He knew it was because of Mimi that she dashed off. He was so close to convincing her, but that damned neko had to show up. God was he in a pissy mood at that moment.*edit* As he saw the neko pass, he gave a her a fake smile and a faint wave, but did not say a word.
He slowly walked towards the bar. Maybe the alien would be interested in researching a bit of spirits, he knew how curious living things could be. This was his last shot at trying to convince someone, or else he was gonna go there and wreck that goddamned mansion.
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Posted: Fri Oct 15, 2004 10:45 pm
(( xd I didn't want Ikue to get in trouble again, and make herself look like some trouble maker. ))
Like I've said before or something, Ikue was the type of person who didn't like to cause trouble for anyone. The girl would have gone if she was granted permission by one of the people who were in charge of this place. Letting out a sigh, she took a seat upon one of the high stools by the counter. Ikue placed her forearms onto the counter, her head bowed down a little.
Deep down inside, the medium did feel like a coward.. Did she do the right thing, by refusing to go with Neit? Remaining silent, her mind was once again clouded with thoughts.
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Posted: Fri Oct 15, 2004 10:46 pm
Kinpoko dives down behind the bar, looking at various liquor bottles. She picks up an unopened wine bottle, and looks at it. She places it on the counter before grabbing another bottle, this time, a bottle of absinthe. Potent stuff that was, stronger that vodka. It could make a human see weird stuff. She sets that bottle onto the bartop, next to the wine bottle. She finally reaches down once more, grabbing a bottle of vodka. The stuff that made her fall asleep in just one sip. She sets that onto the bartop also. She then scoops up the bottles, before heading up to her room. Not to drink it, but to scan it and see why the people of this world liked such concoctions.
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Posted: Fri Oct 15, 2004 10:51 pm
Neitsabes ((Damn you and your character! gonk )) Oh how he was frustrated. He felt like taking the medium and smacking some courage into her. That wouldn't resolve anything, exept for his thirst to do so. He knew it was because of Mimi that she dashed off. He was so close to convincing her, but that damned neko had to show up. God was he in a pissy mood at that moment.*edit* As he saw the neko pass, he gave a her a fake smile and a faint wave, but did not say a word. He slowly walked towards the bar. Maybe the alien would be interested in researching a bit of spirits, he knew how curious living things could be. This was his last shot at trying to convince someone, or else he was gonna go there and wreck that goddamned mansion. -Again she could only blink, a rather puzzled expresion on her face as she watched the man go. What'd she do?! It only made her feel a bit more uneasy, adding only onto the stress that had begun to pile up on her the second she'd stepped away from Hakan. In the end she walked up to the doors staring at them with a frown.- Stupid things!! -She hissed, kicking them a few times for good measure. Oh, yes, she was really frustrated. In fact, all she wanted to do was ruin things--it was a strange new feeling for Mimi. It frightened her a bit. Giving the doors a few more kicks, Mimi spun on her heel, and entered the bar room. As she walked, she tugged at the keys she had straped to her right wrist, her pretty face twisting in frustration. Those goddamned doors were going to be the end of Mimi!! At last she reached the maintainance closet and opened it. To her surprise she found a few tools there in a toolbelt. Grumbling, she snatched the belt, clasping it about her hips (it was too big to stay on her waist). A second scan proved even better. Plywood!! Growling a bit, Mimi tugged at one of the slabs and proceeded to drag it out to the livingroom--only to repeat the process a minute later.-
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Posted: Fri Oct 15, 2004 10:56 pm
((Gah... I'll have to bbl. My computer refuses to cooporate with me at this point in time... -goes off to grab Frying Pan of Doom.-))
Kinpoko runs through the lobby, almost falling down due to her huge shoes. But her transparent wings begin to flap, to make the alien child float, so she wouldn't fall. Feathers fly about as Kinpoko floats to the elevator, to head to her room. She wanted to finish up her alcohol study, and the sooner she could do that, she more time she could study the people of this world, and ghosts. She needed to better understand this word in order for her to thrive.
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Posted: Fri Oct 15, 2004 11:01 pm
Cerise's entrance into the hotel lobby was announced by a shriek as she flew off the banister. She had absolutely no idea if anyone was around to hear her, but she tried in vain to cover up her shriek with a cough.
Ok, what to do, what to do... I'm s'posed to be doing something... Oh! Yeah! My job! With that in mind, she walked leisurely toward the front desk, the landmark that seemed to be the start of every one of her days.
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Posted: Fri Oct 15, 2004 11:07 pm
-Mimi was now on her way back into the lobby with her third and hopefully final trip, another box of tools in one hand, a latter in the other, a deep scowl on her face. No, she wasn't happy. She was angry, frustrated--feelings that she hardly ever allowed herself to feel up until that point.
At least she was taking it out on the broken doors and nobody else. It would not have been pleasant if that were the case, even if it were something that would have made the Pride proud.
With a groan she lifted one of the large plywood pieces into place, and proceeded to drill. A bit of physical labor would do her good....to clear the mind and vent that which she normally supressed.-
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Posted: Fri Oct 15, 2004 11:10 pm
Ikue watched as Mimi passed by her, feeling quite awful for running off like that when she came by. She wondered how she was going to explain it to the neko, but it would be like telling on Neit. She's going to have to think about that.. Right now, it would be nice if she had someone to talk to. Getting up, Ikue walked back into the lobby. It made her happy to see that Cherry was there, whose bubbly personality makes her cheer up in a way.
"Hey, Cherry." The girl waved over to her, and she approached her. "What's up?"
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Posted: Fri Oct 15, 2004 11:12 pm
A gleeful smile appeared on the lips of a rather tall man as he stepped through the still broken doors of the hotel. The sound of clicking heels could have been heard from miles away, even as the French man stepped up to the front desk. Though he swore he wasn't wearing any high heels, some thought him a liar for it. At times, this French man even had to pull up the pant leg to show people that they weren't high heels. If anyone looked at his outfit, they wouldn't be too suprised if he were wearing high heels.
The French man stood at the front desk, looking for a bell to ring. With each movement of his head, long light brown hair would spill over his shoulder, tied by only a green bow. The green bow matched the color of his eyes, and that was the reason he wore it. It didn't matter to him that he had on a pinkish-red vest with a blue shirt beneath it. Or even the fact that the blue shirt was silk that came to the base of his neck, and had small ruffles to top it off. The ruffles along his colloar weren't the only ruffles he had on his shirt. At the bottom of his sleeves, where they just poofed out, were some ruffles.
He knew he should soon update his outfit, since he had been wearing the styles of over one hundred years ago. But Luic Vincent wouldn't be bothered by such nonsense as clothes. As soon as he had found the bell, he pressed his finger down lightly onto the top of it. He almost giggled as he heard the chime that it made when he pressed down on the small metal plug. Luic began to just tap away at the bell, looking arounf for someone. The French man seemed oblivious to anything and everything around him for the very moment or two while he was ringing the bell. He already knew that fun would be in store for him.
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Posted: Fri Oct 15, 2004 11:12 pm
Ryoko's eyes snapped open in a brilliant flash of green, the intensely verdant orbs glowing luminously in the darkness of her room. With a sigh, the silvery haired Feral rolled over onto her side, staring into space for a brief second, blinking lazily, before finally disciplining her long, slim frame into dragging itself out of bed.
Glancing briefly into the mirror, Ryoko pulled a brush through her long silvery hair, but chose to let it hang freely across her shoulders rather then pulling it up into her usual whip-like ponytail, feeling somehow more at ease for the moment. She did, however, pull on her familiar black tank-top, skirt and boots.
Ryoko wasn't in the habit of relaxing completely, ever.
Without another glance into her dressing glass, the wereleopard padded out of her room, allowing a cursory glance side to side before she made her way down the hall with her usual confident stride.
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Posted: Fri Oct 15, 2004 11:20 pm
Absently twisting a silvery strand around her clawed fingers in thought, the werecat moved easily through the dusk and shadows of the hotel toward the now-familiar bar room. Though she still spent more time outside the hotel, hunting, rather then in it, she'd made it her business to know at least the main areas of activity in the interior. It was in such places, after all, that her younger sister could be most easily found.
At the moment, however, she was less interested in searching out Mimi then she was in feeding. And afterward...well, she hoped the younger werecat wasn't busy. They both, after all, had lessons to learn.
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Posted: Fri Oct 15, 2004 11:23 pm
-Mimi stopped the drilling, violet eyes scanning over the strangely clad male for a second. In fact, she was about to greet him when he simply walked on past her as if she didn't exist and then continued on to press on that damned bell in a rather persistent fashion.
For a moment she felt like shoving the drill bit into his head, unvoluntarily pressing down on the trigger a few times to make force that shrill sound of the bzzzzz echo across the lobby. Bzzzz. Bzzzz. Bzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.
What was it about her today that made people either walk away in fear, anger or simply ignore her today? Oh, she'd just *love* to give them something to just b***h about-- a valid reason.
Cursing under her breath she turned around to finish the task at hand before she could finish venting. Otherwise there'd be homicide. Mimi tried her best, to drill in the piece of plywood onto the door before speaking.
Oh, but that ringing, that damned ringing. At last she stopped, and tilted her head over her shoulder.- Would someone *please* help the young man while I finish here?
-Yes, there was a hint of steel beneath that voice. Irritated steel. As soon as she finished speaking she went back onto drilling the last screw in place. She then placed the drill on one of the latter's steps and walked over to the other pice of plywood.- stupid thing.
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