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 Posted: Mon Aug 07, 2006 9:00 am
Salo took hold of the other's wrist and pulled him out of the way as hot air shot at him, "What do you mean thank god? She's out of control!" He pulled up his skateboard as a shield, he cursed as it began to burn his skin. "Note to self, don't use metal object as a shield against hot things!" he dropped it when the hot air faded.
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Posted: Mon Aug 07, 2006 9:04 am
"Exactly!" Zekk stated, slightly more quiet, "She is out of control. She doesn't have full control over what she is doing, I need to get Shadow back here... Pitty that I need to bring Ronan as well." He sighed, "Keep Saylis busy Kid." He paused and looked at him, "Why did you get involved anyway?"
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Posted: Mon Aug 07, 2006 10:59 am
The technofile finds his way into the mall, ever searching for new technological pieces to tinker with, modify. His face lit up with an incredibly giddy expression. There was an incredible bounce to the lycan's step, purple hair obscuring his bright orange eyes. He flicked his cell phone out, something else he'd tinkered with, checking the time of day. He was almost hopping with his steps, taking in the sights and sounds. Finally he came to a 'Rex's' electronics store. "Eehehehehehe!" He zipped inside, bypassing a few people, expecting them to move as he did so. An unfortunate by-product of having been a wolf from birth.
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Posted: Mon Aug 07, 2006 11:06 am
Mercede's was cruising down a main road, zooming passed each green light, they were obviously timed. She was such a lead foot. There was opening between two cars and the exit for the mall was right there. She quickly slid between the two and slammed her breaks, the car behind her honking as she pulled into the parking lot.
This was the second time this week she'd made a trip here. She cruised down an aisle before picking a spot and zipping into it. Slamming on the breaks, her tires screeched. Hopping out of the car, she slammed the door shut and pressed the lock button on her key.
What is better to pass time but shopping? The apartment was getting lonely and there didn't seem to be too many friendly people in her complex. She slid her shades down off of her head, pulling a few brown tendrils into her face as she shielded her vibrant green eyes.
She walked towards the mall entrance, sliding her keys into a pocket of her jean skirt. It was short and it road low, just the way she liked it. Over it she wore a long tank top, hiding her belly button ring. It was painful to have done. They had to use silver to keep it from healing whenever she shifted.
Pushing the doors open, she strolled inside taking a breath of cold air. It helped cool her skin off. Now, what to shop for...probably clothes. It seemed like a plan. So, she went hunting for a clothing store.
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Posted: Mon Aug 07, 2006 11:14 am
"Ooooh!" Wog bounced over to some new shiny piece of stereo equipment. He was hopping around, playing with it. He'd been scolded so many times for trying to modify the stuff before he'd bought it. He turned his head slowly, looking for anyone watching him. He cautiously pulled the piece of equipment out, examining it closely, trying to appear innocent. "They won't mind if I crack it open just a little.." He smiled. If he had a tail, it would be wagging.
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Posted: Mon Aug 07, 2006 11:24 am
Mercede's glanced up at the signs. She saw a Hot Topic and her green eyes lit up. It was just next to a Rex's Electronic store.
She glanced inside the electronic store, pondering. She could buy clothes, but she also needed a couple of electronics for her new apartment. It was still pretty bare. How ever much she wanted clothes she knew she should get what was needed in the long run.
Sighing sadly, she looked at the clothing store again before walking into Rex's Electronics. She headed straight for the stereos. That's what she wanted besides a TV.
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Posted: Mon Aug 07, 2006 11:30 am
Wog weasels a little multi-tool out of his pocket, one that he'd modified. He pressed a button, a philips head screw driver clicking out like a switch blade. He wiggled it loose a little bit more, looking for the screw. The panel made an annoying buzzing sound, which quickly gave Wog the clue that he needed to back off from it. "Eep!" He stashed his tool again and sauntered away from it.
His eyes scanned the store. Someone new had entered, near the TVs at that, which only brought his attention to a new video recorder that she was near. "Oooouuuu!" He scurried over to it. This one could hold triple the amount of information than it's previous model. "How does it do that, though? They must have put a new board into it. The last one didn't have that sort of capacity.. if I could just.. get a peak.." His orange eyes scanned the room. He spotted a security camera, growling. He trampled lightly in his place, frustrated and anxious.
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Posted: Mon Aug 07, 2006 11:46 am
Mercede's pulled her shades up off her face, glancing at the person that strolled up next to her. "I'm not sure, honestly. I'm just here to get a TV."
She stared at the television sets, checking out the prices. She was short on money, so it'd more then likely be something cheap. Her eyes flicked over to a yellow tag. It was a sale on a 20" flat-tube TV.
"Oh my," she walked over to the TV, checking it out. It was on sale for $129. This was perfect. She had only wanted to spend $150.
Turning around, she flagged down an employee. "Do you have shipping?" The tag on his shirt read 'Peter'. "No, we don't." He shook his head. "Well, s**t." She huffed, crossing her arms under her chest. "There is no way this TV would fit into a Beetle."
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Posted: Mon Aug 07, 2006 11:54 am
Usually finding himself asking a horde of rhetorical questions aloud to himself, he wasn't expecting her to answer him. In fact, it hadn't been until that moment that he even noticed that he was standing next to a female. He cocked his head at her, not bothering to retort. He picked up a box for the cam-corder, wanting to experiment with the new board. "Eheheheheh.."
He hopped about behind her, waiting for her to finish her business, noting the price tag, completely ignoring the conversation she was having with the register-jockey. "Ew! One-hundred and twenty-nine bucks?! I got it whole-sale for eighty and made my own for forty-five." He cocked his head again, noting Peter's irritation. "What?" He smiled wide. "Oouu. I could always help you get it to your place if you want. I'm clever sometimes. Very clever. Yes, yes." He was still bouncing around behind her.
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Posted: Mon Aug 07, 2006 12:07 pm
Mercede's turned back around, facing the guy that was bouncing around and talking to her. "If you can get this cheaper or even build me one for less I'll pay you for it. I'm tight on money right now." She gave him a winning grin, hoping he'd accept her offer.
Something dawned on her, she raised an eyebrow. "How old are you?" It was more curiousness then anything. He acted really young and she knew he was a lycan. She had sensed it right away.
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Posted: Mon Aug 07, 2006 12:13 pm
"Ee. I have spares at my place, I do." Knowing she wasn't going to buy the TV now, he took her place in line. "This. Want." He placed the cam corder on the table, pulling out a small wad of money and dispensing the two hundred dollars needed for the contraption.
The need for a realization was non-existant for him. He was bouncing around her and offering her things because it clicked on an instinctual level, what she was. He just knew, trusting his primal urges still. He looked back at her, while Peter wrapped his item up. "I'm three and a half." His tone was serious, as though he thought nothing of it. He took the bag up in his hand, waiting for her to lead.
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Posted: Mon Aug 07, 2006 12:23 pm
"Your place?" Mercede's raised an eyebrow. "For being three in a half I wouldn't expect you to be living alone. Don't you have a clan?" She lowered her voice to a whisper on the last part.
Starting for the door, she expected him to follow. Her hand slid into the pocket of her jean skirt, pulling out her keys. "I just moved in. I need some electronics and appliances still."
She strolled towards the mall exit, making her way outside into the hot air. "It seems to be getting worse." Reaching up, she pulled her shades back over her eyes.
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Posted: Mon Aug 07, 2006 12:44 pm
"Mhm! I probably live in the same complex as you. I believe we all congregated in the same area." He trotted behind her merrily, carrying his new piece of equipment. "No, not really. I used to have a pack, but they sort of kicked me out for being an odd ball." He stopped bouncing, hanging his head a little, walking next to her.
"You're in luck then! I have all sorts of stuff just laying around. I do a lot of tinkering. Human innovation is quite intriguing. I'm fascinated with technology. Very much so." He nods to no one in particular, picking back up again. He followed her outside, beginning to pant before he remembered that humans sweated to counter that problem. He cocked his head, studying the sunglasses. "Oouu.."
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Posted: Mon Aug 07, 2006 12:51 pm
"You probably do. I haven't seen too many other's walking around. Have you?" Mercede's inquired, glancing back at him. She then noticed him hanging his head as he spoke. "Well, I don't mind odd balls." She grinned brightly at him.
"Well," she turned her head back around, approaching her car, "I'm glad to have met you. Maybe you can help me get my apartment up to par." She pressed the unlock button to her platinum gray convertible New Beetle. "I have a small car, but I love this car."
She opened the door, the stifling heat pouring out of it. "I'll get the air kicking. There is no point in taking the top down in this sort of weather."
She sat down in her seat, the hot leather pressing against her bare legs. Sliding the key in the ignition, she turned on the car and flicked the air on full blast.
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Posted: Mon Aug 07, 2006 1:01 pm
"I only really come out to buy new things. So I don't really note anyone anyways." He examines her car. Even though he had a lot of the parts around his room, he'd never really ridden in one, or observed one working. The parts were just good for experimentation. He slides into it, sitting in the passenger seat.
"Ack!" He's suddenly assailed by the full blast of air in his eyes, causing a scowl to come across his face as he observes it, needlessly staring at the panels that it's being expelled from. His arm went to the arm rest on the door, yipping slightly at the heat. He growls, frustrated. So far, he wasn't fond of vehicles. "Why do they call it a Beetle? Beetles don't do this." He'd yet to pick up on the nuiances of the human language.
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