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 Posted: Mon Feb 15, 2010 6:07 pm
  Franken Stein and Maka Chaka (Or Shanton and Marion Harding) He is all...
Such an irritant...
Stein then set to work, asking the king to breath in and hold his breath, out, holding still, and all the other directions that you generally get when you're getting a check-up with the doctor, and wish that he'd finish up because that thing is COLD when it's on your back. Actually, as it was summer-y, the cool metal would have come as a relief, but that's really not the point, as we all know. Anyway, where was I before I rudely interrupted myself? Ah, yes. Stein finished with the stethoscope(ha, I remembered what it was called), and unplugged it, hanging it around his neck. He stared at the notes he had been taking, and did that doctor thing where they stop paying attention to you for a while, and you worry that something's wrong with you, but nothing's wrong really, they just made you think there was, ha ha.
"Alright, your majesty, it looks like you're still as healthy as always. Here are some vitamin D pills. Remember to take one once a day, before you go outside. You'll get more energy from the sun that way. Let's see, what else..." Stein's eyes slid down the sheet, remembering that there were other pills that were needed. "Ah, yes, and take these with your food twice a day. They're for, ah, Bill. He seems louder than usual, and I'm worried he'll get, eh, a sore throat. Yes." There was something to be said about Stein's keen ability to lie while still telling the truth. He was actually giving the king schizophrenia pills, which, though not completely effective, would quiet 'Bill' down a bit.
"If you ever have an emergency, contact me. Otherwise, I'll see you in three weeks. Have fun ruling your country." Stein nodded to himself as he led the way out of his house. Many people, the king specifically, got lost in there. He didn't want to find Emil in his broom closet, 'looking for Narnia', three days later. Lord knew that happened enough already.
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Maka saw the whole thing. Her eyes narrowed, and, as the man began grabbing stuff off of her table, she had her fist down on the back of his hand. "Yo! You want, you pay!" Her eyes were fixed on him, but she saw, out of the corner of her VERY FIXATED EYES(yepyepdon'thurtme), a woman going around and talking to the general people. But she was focused on Enserric, and therefore didn't pay attention to it.
I have left.
I wanna dissect you.
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Posted: Mon Feb 15, 2010 6:30 pm
Hana walked through the crowds of people in the village. She heard bits and pieces of conversation, but nothing important. It was then she saw Gailor soldiers standing outside a place that looked like a clinic. Rather than sneaking around, she just walked right past, trying to not draw any attention.
She walked up to a baker who was trying to sell some bread to people passing by.
"Why, hello miss. Can I help you with anything?" he asked her when he saw her.
"Nothing today, thank you. But I want to ask you a few questions, if you don't mind," Hana told him.
"Certainly. What would you like to know?" he asked.
"Why is the village so busy for being a small border town? And why are there Gailor soldiers stationed by the clinic?" Hana asked.
"You aren't from Tinto, are you?" When Hana shook her head, he said, "King Gailor comes to Tinto once a month to get a check up by Dr. Stein. Because he always comes here, people from Gailor have decided to move here, too. It sort of increased the popularity of Tinto. Not that I like the man who murdered the royal family, but it does great for business."
Hana nodded. "I see. Thank you for your time," she said, bowing.
"Anytime, miss," the baker said before returning to selling his bread.
Hana turned around and started to walk away. Then she heard some women talking by a well. They weren't saying anything too important, but what they said caught Hana's attention.
"It's such a shame how the Faren family was killed," one woman said.
"I know. Poor Princess Alice...She was so young. And Prince Akihiko! I heard he watched his parents and the princess be killed before escaping!" another said.
"Really? Poor thing...Seeing his family be killed like that. It's terrible. It's too bad Gailor found him, too. If he were still alive today, I have no doubt he'd fight for his country back," a third said.
"Yeah. And I bet he'd be a fine looking man, too!" the first said and the other two agreed.
"Hm..." Hana had heard that Gailor made an official proclamation of the prince's death, but Hana knew it was a lie. However, no one knew that Aki had survived. No one except Hana and Aki himself.
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Posted: Mon Feb 15, 2010 7:50 pm
((Note: Me and Gwen have been working together, so her post has been allowed to take control of my character for a short while.))
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Posted: Mon Feb 15, 2010 8:03 pm
[Alrighty then, I'm back. Can I get a real quick update?]
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Posted: Tue Feb 16, 2010 5:42 am
((Welcome back. ^^ Well let's see...I'll PM you the summary.))
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Posted: Tue Feb 16, 2010 2:06 pm
((Since this is a collaborated post, I'm not doing anything special with it. Just in case you were wondering why it looked like I suddenly got lazy. Because I didn't. Seriously.))
Enserric made really big eyes for himself and gave the pouty lower lip. "Pureez, I need it for my famoorii." The tone of his voice was a highly racist stereotype for the Japanese. It shocked even Maka.
"Uh...I need the money for MY...uh...famoorii." The whole 'famoorii' thing was contagious, she could just tell. "So give it back."
"Famoorii."
"Are you lis-"
"Famoorii."
"Look, I don't care abo-"
"Famoorii."
Maka almost slapped the man. This was just too annoying. "Do you even have a famoorii?"
Enserric sniffled pathetically. "You got mee. I no has famoorii. I lose dem aaaall in da greeeeaaaat waaaaaar."
Maka couldn't help but feel a bit of sympathy. "Which war?"
"Da greeeeaaaaaat waaaaaaaaaar."
Maka was about to press Enserric for a NAME for said war, until she heard it by the well.
"I honestly can't understand WHY the king wants to go to a crackpot. I mean, really, we all know he's crazy. I heard he experimented on his classmates as a child because they bullied him. I mean, just because he's a good doctor doesn't mean he's safe to be around or anything. My child certainly isn't going to go to him for a check-up any time soon... See you!"
Maka's eyes were off of E and onto the woman in a flash. There were three by the well, but only one was standing alone. Her hand balled into a fist and she stormed away from her stall. This woman was SERIOUSLY asking for a piece of Maka's mind.
"Excuse me." Maka stared up at Hana, who she was SURE was the right woman, with very, very angry eyes. "But if you've got a child, they were delivered by the doctor. So show some respect, why don't you."
Enserric had followed Maka. "Pureez, I have no famoorii. Let me be parts your famoorii."
Maka sighed. "Fine, not while I'm talking to someone, OK?" Her glare returned to the woman. "So? Anything to say for yourself?"
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Posted: Tue Feb 16, 2010 7:03 pm
"Huh? Hey, wait, you've misunderstood. I didn't say anything. I'm just in a mercenary group with my brother. We're only here for a job," Hana said to the girl quickly. Seeing Enserric, Hana could have sworn she'd seen his face before. However, her mind was too busy to think of where.
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Posted: Tue Feb 16, 2010 8:07 pm
After a few hours of working later, and Bjorn was nearly done with the recent batch of swords, except for one small detail.
He was out of leather, for the sheaths and hilts. So, belting on his shortsword just in case, he headed out of the forge, toward the marketplace. He needed to buy some if he wanted to keep working.
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Posted: Thu Feb 18, 2010 4:22 pm
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Posted: Thu Feb 18, 2010 6:19 pm
((Sorry...))
Maka crossed her arms, unconvinced, barely registering the sound or sight of two other women hurriedly sneaking away. She was very focused on Hana. "Why would we need mercenaries to come help us out? Mercenaries haven't done anything but bad to us in the past..." Maka would have continued, but she remembered that morning. She'd been harassed by perverts. Wait, or were they bandits? She couldn't remember. Whatever, it wasn't important. "Wait, are you here to drive out those...irritants? We can fight them off. That annoying elder, always taking unnecessary steps. I guess it can be excused though, since he's so old. Um..." she glanced down at the man who was clinging to her ankles, and thus holding them together. "Could you...please...let go?"
"Faaaaamoooooooriiiiiiiiii..."
Maka sighed. "Whatever." She turned back to Hana. "Well, if you really ARE new here, I guess I should apologize for assuming you were the one talking about the doctor." She smiled sheepishly and scratched the back of her head, reaching her other hand out as a possible handshake. "I'm Maka. And you are...?"
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Posted: Sun Feb 21, 2010 12:25 pm
((Somebody post, I'm dying here!))
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Posted: Sun Feb 21, 2010 3:28 pm
[Well I dunno hwat to post.]
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Posted: Sun Feb 21, 2010 5:52 pm
((Ah! Sorry for disappearing. I kinda...got myself addicted to the Sims. sweatdrop Anyway! I shall post now!
Note: If you haven't figured it out yet, Hana's "brother" is Aki.))
"Hana," Hana said, taking the girl's hand. "We're here to get rid of the bandits attacking the town."
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Satoshi was sitting on a roof in Tinto. Being Gailor's assassin, it was his job to make sure no one got near him. Something caught his eye in the market place below: a woman. He recognized her face as the one of the woman who protected Akihiko two years before. He jumped off the roof and landed on his feet next to some Gailor soldiers. He informed them off who the woman was and watched as they started walking towards her. He jumped back onto the roof to watch the show.
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The soldiers approached Hana and drew their weapons. "Woman, you are under arrest for suspicion of being a former Faren solder. Do not resist or we will use force," the captain of the group said.
"Huh?" Hana was obviously shocked. How did they find out? she thought, fear rising up. She had heard rumors that ex-Faren soldiers were captured and sent to labor camps where they suffered both physical and mental torture. However, it was not fear for herself that rose up. It was fear that they may have found Aki.
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Posted: Sun Feb 21, 2010 8:28 pm
As Bjorn was walking along, he heard a group of soldiers speak to a woman not far. He overheard and walked over, standing behind Hana.
"I will assure you she's not Faren." he said, putting a hand on Hana's shoulder, though he didn't know it was her.
"She's my sister, and has lived in Gailor all her life." he told the guards.
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Posted: Sun Feb 21, 2010 10:29 pm
Enserric the Grey
(Also known as Eric Grisham) Burn baby burn.... E pulled himself up off the ground. Someone was going to die here, and he wanted in on it. Seeing as how his contract had never been ended, he would get more money by killing these pathetic examples of soldiers himself. Besides, his new famoori would need him to be able to at least hold his own -- or he would perish. A good test of his skills, seeing as how he was a little rusty -- It had taken him a full ten seconds to kill an armed man!
Eric stood up, his blue eyes now bloodshot. "I'm afraid that will not do, no no no. It seems that more blood must feed the Hatevine, and yours is all that will do." Two knives flicked upwards into his hands from two hidden sheathes. He had already coated them in lamp oil beforehand, and the match that dropped from his mouth ignited them. Lunging forward as the men were putting their hands on the hilts of their blades, one went down with a neck punctured and scorched. The second had a sudden fracture in his armor as Sharpest Thing punctured his heart and lower torso. Two more fell due to mere skill. Three remained. "Ashes to ashes. Dust to Dust. Be cleansed by fire."Disco INFERNO! ((Stefi -- I know how you feel. I got really into Homeworld the last couple of days. Missile dump, missile dump, empty the tubes!))
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