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 Posted: Fri Mar 10, 2006 11:01 pm
As soon as he made contact, his hands quickly searched for something that felt valuable.
As the woman bent over from the impact, he quickly helped her support herself with one hand while the other swiftly pulled at a few of the little strings of ivory flowers that adorned the side of her head. Surprisingly, they pulled loose at once, and he discreetly stuffed them into a pocket.
"I'm really sorry!"
He made sure to yell his apology out loudly. The woman still seemed surprised that he had actually bumped into her, and she didn't seem to have noticed anything out of the ordinary.
The boy was extremely satisfied. This had been his best yet! And two successes in one day! As smoothly as it had gone, he still needed to finish it.
"Oh no! My father's gone!"
He turns his head every-which-way to feign a search. His legs start to move as he prepares to run.
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Posted: Sat Mar 11, 2006 2:07 am
She gazed upon the clear blue sky with her hawk-brown piercing eyes, where the ray of the sun covered the surface of the mother earth. There she stood in the middle of the square as Alontique held tight onto her bow observing the city.Her golden head beads flicked, making some clinging sounds as she walked with the light of the sun reflected from her golden blade and bands.
A crowd gathered....yet,with different nationalities...to her,it was kinda oddward but without any hestitation,Alontique picked up her pace towards the crowds.
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Posted: Thu Mar 16, 2006 2:09 pm
Laurel glared at the street urchin, who was no doubt a pick-pocket. It was yet another reason why she hated the coming anywhere close to London. It would happen every time. She groaned also knowing that the number of urchins in Glasgow wasn't much smaller.
While she had been watching the filthy boy, another oddly dressed woman had been walking up to the group. The blond turned her head and gasped, at least the other woman had clothing on!
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Posted: Fri Mar 17, 2006 8:48 am
Eisul watched with amusement, her mouth still covered by her plum colored bell sleeves. The little thief had run off with the... Japanese woman's purse. She was curious to know if the woman had even noticed, though she must have to be here in this circle of new recruits for LOTUS.
She then turned her dark gaze towards a stranger, a woman with dark olive skin and pitch black hair. A brow shot up as she looked at the clothing the woman was wearing. It was like gauze which left very little to the imagination. Eisul wondered if the woman would be joining the group, it wouldn't suprise considering that the circle was strange enough as it was.
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Posted: Thu Mar 23, 2006 8:29 pm
There was a eagerness to Neimh's expressions now that they had arrived in London. She positively bounced, she seemed so cheerful. It was time to set their plan into motion.
"Well," she said to the other Superni, "I'll just go and get our transportation, shall I?" Without waiting for their reply, she set off to find a florist, or a florist's truck. Luck provided, and it wasn't far from where they had landed, either. Of course, there was a driver, but that really wasn't a problem...
Neimh walked right up to him, one hand on the poisons in her pocket, searching for the one she wanted. She smiled as her fingers wrapped around the vial, and she withdrew it from her pocket. The driver's back was to her, so he didn't notice the young woman pop the top off of a vial, nor come up behind him. He gave a startled shout as she grabbed him by the shoulder and whipped him around. The smile on her face was as wicked as it could come as she poured the contents of the vial down his throat. The man cried out again, before collapsing in a heap on the ground.
"I thank you for the van," she said, corking the vial and stuffing it back into her pocket. Neimh then grabbed the keys from him, and hopped into the van. She then drove it back to the landing site to pick up her partners in crime. It was time to go pick up the new recruits.
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Posted: Thu Mar 23, 2006 9:16 pm
Cailean picked at some stray dirt under his nails as he surveyed the land around him. It was cloudy and somewhat dark, and had been drizzling since they arrived. He scrunched his nose, staring up at the dark clouds with a disapproving look. The boy was currently standing under one of the wings of the jet, trying to keep himself from getting misted upon while he and Lu waited for Neimh to return. "Ugh, this weather is not doing anything for my hair..." He paused the struggle against the dirt under his nail to pick up a limp, somewhat frizzy braid, and stared at it for a moment in disdain.
From nearby in a patch of trees, Cail's ears picked up the sound of an approaching vehicle. He grinned. "Seems like Neimh has returned with our transportation..."
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Posted: Fri Mar 24, 2006 10:30 pm
The Arabian snorted and rolled his eyes at Cail's hair predicament. But hypocritically, he brushed a hand over his own in worry.
He adverted his gaze from the bleak landscape to the emerging van in the distance. His brows lifted in surprise as he let a short laugh escaped his lips, "Well isn't that sexy... "
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Posted: Sun Mar 26, 2006 3:00 pm
A soft rumbling was heard in the distance as Eisul looked around. She was bored and itching to move. She tilted her head slightly as a the sound of a running engine neared. Frowning, the young woman looked around to see who would be reckless enough to be driving in the the busy square where there were so many people that could be endangered. It wasn't long until she saw a flower cart coming into view. The small Korean woman turned her body so she could look at it directly, disdain written clearly on her face for lack of consideration that the driver was having. Though when she looked more closely, she saw that there were three in the front seats instead of just one as she had expected.
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Posted: Mon Mar 27, 2006 5:23 am
Despite any actual feelings Neimh might have had towards these people, and the fact that she would have probably found it hilarious to hit them all, she didn't. She maneuvered the van through the crowds, avoid hitting anyone. Striking down some random person in London, in front of these new recruits, wasn't going to get them into the van, after all.
The van came to a stop in front of the new recruits, and the driver's window rolled down. The purple-haired Irish woman leaned out the window, looking at each of them. She smiled and unlike before, with that driver, this was a benevolent smile.
"So," came the question, "Are you the new recruits?" Redundant questions first, and then we could move on to the fun stuff.
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Posted: Tue Mar 28, 2006 1:43 pm
As the van neared them, Delgerdzaya glanced over it. Just interested bystanders, or the people who were there to pick them up? They'd certainly been waiting long enough. And as the question was asked, she figured it was the second. Though the fact that they were there to pick them up in a florist's truck left something to be desired.
Not that she'd been expecting anything fancy - somebody like her who used horses as a main transportation wouldn't be - but really, why were they driving a florist's truck? It struck her as odd, though she chalked it up to just an oddity of LOTUS.
Dzaya didn't bother to speak, simply giving a slight nod in response to the woman. If she had spoken, she would have undoubtedly said something rude about the long wait: and while she was willing to be rude in certain occasions, it wasn't a good idea for a first impression. So she remained silent, even if it was with a rather severe expression on her face.
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Posted: Tue Mar 28, 2006 2:56 pm
"Hmm...what a rag-tag group LOTUS has chosen as their new recruits..." Cailean murmured quietly to himself, surveying the five women for a brief moment as before he climbed over the seat and opened the back doors to the van. With a flourish, he jumped out of the vehicle, braids bouncing as he touched down on the street below. Cail's lips parted into a wide, friendly smile as he turned to look at the group, and bowed deeply.
"Greetings, ladies!" The dark-haired boy chirped, raising up. He paused for a moment, a thoughtful look on his face. "...my name is Neirenn. I apologize for any delays, but my friends and I have arrived to retrieve you."
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Posted: Tue Mar 28, 2006 3:38 pm
"Huh." Henrick scritches his head. "I kinda expected something fancier." He grins. "But I gotcha now. Lotus, flower truck. Har-de-har. For such a bloody elite group, you folks are a bit heavy on painful puns."
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Posted: Tue Mar 28, 2006 8:04 pm
Coughing, Eisul brought her wine colored bell sleeves to her face to cover her cough while she frowned at the figure before her. She had the impression that this woman was more than she appeared to be. Eisul tried to pin point what made her feel that way, the fact that they arrived in a flower truck? The woman's strange outfit? The girl brought her arm down from her face, showed none of the disdain she felt at their mode of transportation. She wasn't expecting a Hummer limo but a florist truck?! They must be joking. The woman had had such high hopes for such an elite agency.
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Posted: Wed Mar 29, 2006 11:37 am
Laurel just shook her head at the new comers. She hadn't known what to expect to begin with, so flower truck or not, she didn't care. Although, she did roll her eyes at the odd... man. Did he really need all those pompous actions?
"Alright then, we finally taking off?" She asked both the new group and those around her. "Or are we waiting for some ID check," She scoffed at everyone; her limited tolerance for standing around had ran dry about twenty minutes ago.
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Posted: Wed Mar 29, 2006 1:45 pm
Neimh raised an eyebrow at Laurel's comment as she looked over the group of new recruits. All of them, female...
"Really, have they never heard of a gender balanced workplace?" she asked of Lucretiel, very quietly. Not like them, of course. They were balanced. Far as she was concerned, with Cailean decided to dress like a girl, he counted both ways.
Neimh looked back out at the Lotus recruits and smiled. "Sooner you hop in, the sooner we can get this show on the road," she declared. "We'd like to get moving soon, so that we can take off before the conditions become unfavorable for such things."
Really, she just wanted to get back to her herbs and her poisons. They didn't need to know that, though.
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