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 Posted: Tue Jun 27, 2006 12:47 pm
Beelze sniffed the air. Twice. Just to be sure. Turning, he locked his gaze on the newcomer. He had seen him trying to flirt with the waitress (whose name was apparently Beth, and who had a nice and easily remembered phone number and wore white undewear), but that wasn't why he was paying attention to him. Swinging his face back round to his drink, he grumbled into it.
"Great, what's a vassal of the Overlord doing out here."
"Mayhaps he's looking for Hydra Flowering Vine seeds too d00d?" Princeton proposed, before recieving a bonk to the head from his master.
"Idiot." Beelze growled, sipping from his tea.
His scowl remained until the waitress came accross to serve the Overlord vassal, her short skirt being kind enough to soothe his temper as she bent over before turning to him.
"Everything okay for you sir?"
"Yes." Beelze beamed. "Thank you~su."
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Posted: Wed Jun 28, 2006 5:04 am
Olber looked around and sweat dropped.
"Hey, Xig, are we in Ivoire? I wanna pay a visit to my home turf." The young gunner said as he sweat dropped. He was also beginning to miss Belente alot. He started to go silent.
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Posted: Wed Jun 28, 2006 3:10 pm
"Well, if this really is Ivoire then I should have no problem. Where are you from, if you don't mind me asking?" Xig stands up once again saying, "Just give me a second to charge my powers..." as he begins to he xudes a faint green raidiance.
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Posted: Wed Jun 28, 2006 3:15 pm
As Vyce heard the stranger's grumbles, he waited until the waitress left to reply. He had oogled the waitress, as well, but that was beside the point.
- What's a vassal of the Overlord doing here? Why is that such a surprise, seeing as we're so close to the Overlord's Castle itself? What's with the grumbling and the long face? - He asked, as he curiously stared at the Prinny, who was rubbing his head in reaction to the earlier hit.
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Posted: Thu Jun 29, 2006 2:45 pm
"Wait, we're close to the overlord's castle?" Beelze proceeded to mutter some things in old languages and cuss words as he rumbled around in his bag before producing a piece of paper with a badly scrawled map.
"This...this thing...IS USELESS!" He cried, ripping the piece of paper and the crayon map to pieces, before smoothing out his shirt, composing himself once more.
"Princeton, take note. Upon returning to the castle we will kick our Lord's a**."
"Again d00d?" Princeton droled in his Oxford accent.
"Yes." Beelze confirmed, still composed. He sat back down, smoothed his shirt out once more, drank a bit more tea, then launched a fire ball out the window and blew up a passing protester for 'Prinny Rights'. (Singular, it's not a very popular group).
"And I have a long face and I'm grumbling because my Lord Vyers has sent me on a fools errand. Again."
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Posted: Fri Jun 30, 2006 12:30 pm
Vyce reacted with surprise. - What? Vyers is around? I thought that nutcase was long gone!
He had heard Laharl speak of Vyers, and from all the rumors he had heard, and basing himself off of this stranger's comments, he knew his remark wasn't far off. Vyers, he thought, must be crazy.
- So? Did he order you to take on the Overlord? Or are you on some other type "Fool's Errand"?
The waitress had come, accompanied by the Cafe Manager. They weren't very happy about the window...
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Posted: Fri Jun 30, 2006 3:23 pm
"Heh. Kicking shortcake's a** would be alot more straightforward." Beelze murmured, secretly pleased someone actually knew his boss by his name, Princeton holding off the manager. "He sent us to find some seeds and, hang on."
There was a brief discourse with the manager, settling payments and deciding it was all the fault of the TKO'd protester outside. One check to see when the waitress got off work later, Beelze returned to the conversation.
"Yeah, so we're looking for Blooming..."
"Flowering." Princeton corrected.
"Yea, Flowering Hydra Vine seeds, they're pretty rare and Vyers' map is useless."
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Posted: Fri Jun 30, 2006 3:59 pm
Xig had fully charged his energy, and apeared to acually be made out of radiant green matter. "Alright," he said in a confident voice, "where to?"
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Posted: Fri Jun 30, 2006 9:09 pm
Olber watched as Xig did his thing. The young gunner loaded his gun.
"Well.. I Uh.. It's kinda weird I grew in Iviore."
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Posted: Sat Jul 01, 2006 7:04 am
I can see that much. - Vyce, retorted, seeing shreds of paper with crayon markings at the other one's table.
But here's the thing... - He said, a tone of curiosity in his voice - ...I thought he was insane, not stupid. Is he trying to get you lost? Anyways... - He paused to sip on his juice - I haven't heard of any such flowers. Overlord Laharl isn't much on flowers, if you catch my drift. Even so, I know who to ask. She's even nuttier than Vyers, though.
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Posted: Sat Jul 01, 2006 2:01 pm
Beelze's long ears twitched. He didn't care if it meant accepting help from one of the Midget's Vassals, he wanted to get these seeds, get home, get a bath, and payed in full.
"Showmeshowmeshowme~su!" He half begged, grabbing Vyce's hand, before realising what he was doing, composing himself, and asking in a more refined manner. "I mean, I don't care at this point. Take me to her!"
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Posted: Sat Jul 01, 2006 11:17 pm
"Yes, my dear boy?" replied Xig expactantly. "You need'nt worry about me thinking it's strange," he continued, "I was raised, for the most part, by putties." he said with a willy grin. He began to force the energy into the ground in front of him.
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Posted: Sun Jul 02, 2006 11:28 am
Vyce was shocked at the most, creeped out at the least. He didn't expect such behavior, and the bad way of covering it up didn't help to mend Vyce's opinion of this peculiar fellow.
Sure you don't care.... Anyway, let's go. We need to pay a visit to her.
And with that, he called the waitress over, paying his bill and leaving a hefty tip. He stood up and headed for the door, expecting the stranger to follow him.
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Posted: Sun Jul 02, 2006 12:07 pm
As it came to paying his bill, Beelze found they didn't accept Demon Express, thus rendering the expenses payment useless. Rooting around in his bag, he pulled out a pure golden statue of a dancing Prinny. Shrugging, he placed it on top of the bill.
"The rest's for the tip!" He called, darting out, Princeton in tow, only to poke his head back in, mouthing 'call you' to the waitress, before darting off and following the Vassal of the midget.
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Posted: Wed Jul 05, 2006 9:37 am
As Vyce headed for the castle, he tried to remember where Flonne, who was the resident expert on flowers, was hanging around. He numbered down the areas she could be around, and decided they would hit her favorite souvenir shop first. Luckily, that was close enough, so he made a small detour.
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