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 Posted: Tue Mar 21, 2006 8:15 pm
((It's a Gilbert and Sullivan song))
One of the girls stopped and looked at Stryphe. "Hello handsome..." walking over to him, her hips swaying saucily.
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Posted: Tue Mar 21, 2006 8:17 pm
Charles nodded. He had a thing for girls in plaid skirts and knee high socks. He just loved it when they had pigtails so he coul-
"Got it!" he said as he ran to a nearby car. He was way too wet to drive. Reaching into his pockets he got his lockpicking kit and was in the red Corvette in no time. "Get in," he yelled at Stryphe, starting the car like clapping his hands, "we're off to the university."
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Posted: Tue Mar 21, 2006 8:26 pm
Athan strode up to the Fountain. It wasn't a very long walk, but still, he was tired and the sight was a good one.
He plunged his arm into the fountain, allowing the soothing feeling of water to sweep over the raw, exposed flesh. He had no idea if the action was legal or not, and he didn't really care. The smell alone was enough to drive him crazy. It didn't even matter if the muck wasn't there any more.
Water didn't do a good job of getting rid of smells, unfortunately. So all he could do was basically scrub at his arm as much as his tolerance for pain would allow.
He sat like that for quite a long time, just enjoying the soothing feeling. He didn't pay much attention to anything else.
Heh...I knew it! Hard work always pays off.
He looked at his arm.
As does a high tolerance for pain.
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Posted: Tue Mar 21, 2006 8:29 pm
"Hold up," He said, staring down the girl. Mostly the hips, though. If not for anything else, he might be able to get some information out of this... thing.
"Hey babe," He said, laughing at himself on the inside, "what's a girl like you doing in a plane of existance like this?"
He really didn't believe she was real, and so he amused himself in the way that one might if he knew that someone was trying to pull a prank on him but that someone didn't really know that. He was, in a way, playing dumb- although he really didn't have a clue as to what was going on. As if anyone did.
And Athan went unnoticed- he was one of the many civilians in this part of town. There was an unpleasant stench coming from somewhere nearby, though...
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Posted: Tue Mar 21, 2006 8:36 pm
Well, for one Athan would find his pockets empty when next he looked.
As for Stryphe, the girl (with pigtails mind you) all but purred as she walked up to him. "There's this big flower over there. " She turned and pointed towards the guild sector. "Me and my sisters...." The other two girls twittered. "are going to go see it."
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Posted: Tue Mar 21, 2006 8:41 pm
Charles honked the Corvette's horn. "s**t and shingles," he mumbled. "The fate of the world lies in the balance and he wants to play "Find the Cobra in the Linen Closet" with some runaway from The Sound of Music.
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Posted: Tue Mar 21, 2006 8:42 pm
"How's about you and your sisters jump in the back of my buddies car and we take a drive beforesomeonenoticesit'sbeingstolen?"
He motioned enthusiasticly towards the car, then began walking towards the passenger side.
"We can have a nice chat along the way, and we'll end up visiting you flower. How's that sound?" He said this as he openened the door and looked around inside the car, frowning at the lack of halberd space.
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Posted: Tue Mar 21, 2006 8:44 pm
He lifted his head slightly, looking away from his arm for the time being.
The word 'flower' caught his attention like no other. Probably a part of post-traumatic stress, or somesuch. Either way, the thought still troubled him.
"Probably wouldn't want to go over there if I were you..."
He stood up, pulling his arm out of the water. His hand fished into his pocket, where he thought he had put the tooth.
"Huge flower over there was in a very bad mood before it died."
He looked down, then checked the other pocket. The hell? Where was it? Did he leave it in that stupid cauldron?
"Unless you want to help me clean up after it, that is."
He kept his hands in his pockets, then headed back towards the Guild Sector.
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Posted: Tue Mar 21, 2006 8:47 pm
"Well, no flower..." Charles said, stepping out of the Corvette and eyeing another prize. "You can still come with," he said to the girls as he moved towards a minivan parked behind the 'vette. In no time he had it started and ready to go. "A little slower, but man I was getting sick of having to stop for your weapon. No offense," he said to Stryphe.
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Posted: Tue Mar 21, 2006 8:58 pm
The maids agreed to hop in the van, Charles ushering in Stryphe as well. With that they were off for Durem.
*VRRRROOOOM!*
Mini-van hauling a**, biotches.
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Posted: Wed Mar 22, 2006 4:33 am
Masuyu's body floated gently to the surface of the fountain's main pool. Face down, he gave a sigh against the inside of his helmet, slightly annoyed that he had to let go of the jeep. Once again, he took comfort in the fact that he hadn't drowned. Slowly, he lifted his head and began to paddle towards the fountain's edge; all his muscles were sore from fighting the current even though parts of his reflex package were evoked. As if he held an extra fifty pounds around his ankles, Masuyu slowly lifted himself out of the pool and clambered over onto the cobbled stone. "Waahhosssssssssssh" his helmet's locks unclipped and a rush of air bled from the collar of his bio-suit. Carefully, he rolled back his helmet and took a large breath.
As his lungs filled with normal air, Masuyu rolled onto his stomach and pushed himself up. Kneeling for a moment, he dragged a leg around and pushed himself to stand. Again, he let out a heavy sigh and rubbed his hair. "Chkkk.... Hssssssss," the cuirass of Masuyu's armor echoed as his oxygen tanks switched to reserves while the primary capsule began to filter and compress more air. Still rather stiff, he reached up and switched on his headset, "Hey... I just washed up in the fountain.... Anyone else survive the tsunami back there?" He released the headset and plopped back down on the fountain's edge, rubbing his face as he waited for the other Knights to respond.
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Posted: Wed Mar 22, 2006 1:39 pm
Jacknife shot out of the fountain and landed with a splash in the pool of water surrounding it. He coughed and sputtered as he stood up and slogged his way to shore.
He climbed over the small wall around the fountain and took in his surroundings. Barton fountain then.
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Posted: Wed Mar 22, 2006 1:42 pm
He shook his head and the water flung itself away from his hair. He scrubbed a few fingers through it to get it back in order, then shook it slightly again to get the desired effect.
He then pulled out his pistol and his eyes flashed purple. All the water in his gun slid out and appeared in front of him in the air. It dropped and splashed to the ground. That would greatly accelerate the drying pace.
"We should split for a bit." He said to Masuyu before he ran off to the west gate.
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Posted: Wed Mar 22, 2006 1:47 pm
Gregory made his way through the crowd to the fountain. He had tended his wounds and bandaged up his arm since his fight with Gammu, and he was otherwise intact. Looking around, he wondered vaguely where he should be to progress in the "game" that everyone was freaking out over.
Oh well. No harm in chilling here for a bit. Nice place.
Idly, he looked around.
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Posted: Wed Mar 22, 2006 2:13 pm
Now Green Day. Still singing at the top of his lungs. And the radio was no more playing it than before, still on the same station in fact. Jacknife "Nascen, I could use some help at west gate. That guy who tried to jump on us earlier is here." Nascen was driving less quickly now, but he was hardly going slow, he was rather a bit leaning towards just a tad under the speeed limit, pulling through the area. Though he did slow down as he saw his ally sitting about there. " ...GRABS YOU BY THE WRIST, DIRECTS YOU WERE TO GO!"
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