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 Posted: Wed Jul 06, 2011 2:40 pm
Xander gave Izaya a rather dead pan stare. He would have to remember later to repay the man for getting him into trouble with Frost after JUST making progress. He still didn't want to say with Nyx in the room. He looked back at Frost then briefly looked at Nyx before looking back. Fine, fine he would tell and hope the Elite didn't care one way or another, or was too busy with the television... "I mentioned that he looked familiar to him and that I saw his picture some where before. Of course that lead to mentioning your locket and by extension you. He wanted to know information about you and was being rather persistent about it."
Persistent enough to chase after them to the bathroom and later try to keep him from going anywhere. "I didn't tell him much of anything seeing as I was in the middle of work, planing how to steal from my mark, other then that you were fine last I saw you." He bumped Ally lightly with his foot to make sure she knew he wasn't ignoring her, just distracted.
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Posted: Sat Jul 09, 2011 1:23 am
Most of the conversation that the rockets around him were having didn't really concern him, he didn't know who they were talking about, and why any of it was of importance to the individuals, so he didn't pay attention.
His gaze though, and his thoughts were on what Izaya had just firmed.
So he had taken one of Ink's pokemon.
The dark gangster didn't show any change in his expression at this information, other then a deeper stillness in the way he was sitting, lounged in the same seat of the sofa, now surrounded by a small group who had literally tumbled in.
He let the time pass as the others spoke, absently playing with the back of his lip piercing with his teeth, causing the little golden ball to wiggle a little set in the tattooed bar down his chin.
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Faleen watches as Seth seemed to get what he want when Nyx answered his question about the mission, getting new information herself about what happened.
So someone was hurt, Asch... got into a sword fight? Really?
Eyebrows arching lightly, looking back over to Nyx once Seth had left the room, she folded one hand over the other on the back of the couch, and glanced over at the growing group of other rockets near by.
Apparently discussing something that had happened during the mission.
Only half listening as she watched the screen of the TV again.
Her quiet features remained as professional as ever, though her head bowed slightly,
as many times as this recording was rewound, showing the contests, the judges... The ones who had entered.
She recognized her comrade, Asch, and was quite impressed with the performance his dark types gave.
She couldn't say she was all that excited to see the second contestant though.
She showed no particular anger toward the fact that she was confronted with Rosie again, no sadness, no joy... Just nothing.
What she felt though, was a different story.
"Well, Nyx, I hope we get to meet up later, I do have some things to do... if you will excuse me."
Her gaze was moved away from the TV, looking to the Elite next to her, with a soft smile. Pulling her hands away from the sofa, and taking a step back.
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Posted: Tue Jul 12, 2011 5:37 pm
Grinning like a child who delighted in getting his peers into trouble, Izaya returned Xander's stare with a cheerful expression. Surely if Frost felt enough towards Xander to kiss him in public, including in front of Seth, then this small incident wouldn't pose an obstacle to their relationship, would it? And if it did, then maybe it just wasn't meant to be. It was so much fun tossing around information to sitr up passionate emotions - and just when Izaya was starting to suspect Frost didn't have any.
"Eh?" Ah, Ally had been speaking to him. Evidently, she had taken his claim of hurt feelings seriously. He laughed aloud and patted her shoulder. "Only joking, Ally-chan! Think nothing of it."
With that out of the way, Grunt Nakura turned to his gangster trainee friend who had grown curiously quiet. Not that quiet was uncharacteristic of Jerome, but Izaya liked to guess what was on his mind during those times when he kept his mouth shut. Observing Jerome silently, he wore a faint smile as he wondered what was going on in his head and what he made of Izaya having stolen Izumi's pokemon.
After a while, Izaya gave an exaggerated yawn. "Well, this has all been so much fun, but I think all that excitement had begun to take its toll," the grunt announced to his fellow Rockets. "Think I'll get some shut-eye for now. Good night~!"
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Posted: Wed Jul 13, 2011 2:45 pm
...Xander had told him that? Why?! Quite a few choice words sprang to mind, but Frost suppressed them and forced himself only to take a deep breath. "We can talk about this later," he said softly to the taller blond, "somewhere more private." Dith knew that Xander knew him. This was very, very, very bad. He didn't want Dith finding him, he really didn't, and doubly so now that presumably the man had deduced what it was he did for a living these days.
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Posted: Fri Jul 15, 2011 9:07 pm
After Faleen's farewell to her Elite friend, and a polite gesture to the others, the robotics engineer strode out of the room, glancing back only when a couple of the other Rockets took their own leave. Izaya, after announcing he was going to bed, and the tattooed, trainee.
"Good mission Izaya, and congratulations on getting back up to Grunt." she told him by the doorway, holding a hand up in a slight wave, nodding to the Trainee before making her way down the hall, but not forward where the dorms and rooms were. instead, she started to make her way up to where the infirmary was located.
From what she heard, there was only one Rocket that had been wounded on this trip, and it was one she rather enjoyed interacting with, and had helped her out in a few occasions.
Especially with firearms.
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It was a little hard for even Jerome to know just what was going through his head at this moment, seeming a little unsure how he should really feel about what Furs just told him.
Still as cool as ever, Jerome didn't pay much attention to the conversation going on around him, not really caring. though he watched Izaya as he turned to leave, saying he was going to head to bed.
After a moment, Jerome tossed the remote down onto the table with a 'Clatter'
And casually strolled after Izaya.
There was nothing in the way Jerome was standing, or the way he was walking, even in the look on his face that implied he was feeling anything but his usual chill self.
Arms crossed over his chest, slouched forward a little with a long, almost lazy, but still rather cool, stride.
"So what happened? I mean, you didn't hurt her, yeah?" Jerome finally asked Izaya, as they walked, Still with a tone that sounded more casually curious than anything.
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Posted: Sat Jul 16, 2011 3:59 pm
Xander fidgeted a bit more with his gloves and nodded at Frost. It seemed he was alright in slight trouble with the older man when not five minutes ago they had kissed. He let out a sigh and shrugged to his self slightly. Such was life. "Sounds like a plan Frost." he answered verbally just in case it was expected as well. He gave the platinum blond a small smile then looked briefly over at the leaving Izaya and the guy Ally and him had crashed into. "Night guys." he slightly waved at the two. Oh yeah, he should probably ask Nyx where and when he should drop off the stolen Roseraid.
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Posted: Sat Jul 16, 2011 8:25 pm
Well that was odd. Ally was a good observer and she knew that the tone of voice Frost used with Xander screamed that his a** was on the line.
Why did everything happen when she wasn't around for the action? Oh well...Maybe when she gets promoted, but then again, she wasn't even sure she wanted to be promoted just yet. Oh well, it seems that Izaya was kidding so she could breathe easy on that one. Looking around, she found that most of the people she knew had already went to sleep or were off doing other things, so it was time for her to kick rocks too.
Without saying anything, she calmly got up and headed out the door to go...Do something or the other. Its not like she knew too many people here anyway...
Yet.
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Posted: Sat Jul 16, 2011 8:36 pm
"Aw, thank you, Agent Faleen!" Izaya laughed, nodding his head in gratitude. "I couldn't have done it without your inspiration and guidance~. See, Aila-chan? Some people consider me worthy of praise." he called to the teenage Rocket female across the room as he headed out. "Night, Xandy-kun~ Sleep well on that couch, tonight, if you even get that. I was thinking more along the lines of 'dog house'." The grunt's mocking, loud laughter reverberated behind him as he left.
Once he was out in the hall, however, he paused at the sound of footsteps behind him and turned to see Jerome there. Smiling as merrily as ever, the grunt tilted his head. "Something bothering you?" He tried his best to read Jerome's emotions and thoughts through his body language, facial expression, and tone. Nothing. He was only a trainee in Team Rocket, but the guy had a very good poker face; Izaya had to give him that. It was likely from years of experience in his gang, or so the informant supposed. Nothing indicated danger toward him, but he remained tense just the same; his hand on his switchblade in his pant pocket.
"Hurt her? Me?" the crimson-eyed man giggled. "Of course not! I have to stay in her good graces if I'm going to stay in yours too, don't I?" he asked with a wink. "No, I just mentioned I saw something behind her and Celty put her to sleep. She probably never knew what happened. She had two, but I only took one so that if I saw her again, I thought I could persuade her that she might have lost it somewhere." He shrugged. "She seemed the sort of ditzy girl who would buy that, anyway. But trust me, she's fine. I even caught her on the way down, like a true gentleman."
He turned and began walking back toward his new room casually, stretching his arms over his head. "Really, Jerry-kun - if you know Celty by now, which I think you should, she's even more harmless than I am. Wouldn't hurt a fly even if I told her to. Unless maybe it was on accident, of course." The memory of the Ominous Wind came back to him and a brief expression of disgust flitted across his features. It was why he had turned his back on Jerome. Nakura decided could rest on his roommate's bed a while since he hadn't moved in his stuff yet from the Trainee dorms. It wasn't as if his roommate had done anything to deserve the bed more than Izaya did after the mission he had just accomplished.
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Posted: Sat Jul 30, 2011 4:29 pm
Xander noticed when Ally left and had even waved goodbye to her, but it was brief as he was quickly distracted by Izaya's words. He gave his friend an eye roll even if he couldn't see it then walked over to Nyx. "Where do you want us to drop of the stolen pokemon ma'am?" he asked her. He was in a slight hurry to get back and clear things up with Frost, in a bigger hurry to get rid of the grass type pokemon.
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Posted: Wed Aug 10, 2011 11:21 pm
The explanation from Izaya was responded by silence, and only followed with an acknowledging grunt,
Seeming to at least be satisfied to hear that Izumi hadn't been hurt, at the very least.
He couldn't quite figure out how he really felt about having her pokemon stolen though... it was... complicated it seemed.
"Ait."
He replied casually.
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