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 Posted: Wed Jun 19, 2013 7:34 am
Now, just what could be making a loud noise AND strong winds? Well, a helicopter, of course! Like if you didn't figure that out by yourself already. But just why in the seven hells would a hellicopter suddenly show up over Nirvani? And at the festival, for that matter. Now, a semi-sane person living on the island would probably automatically assume it to have something to do with a Sonata, but a semi-sane person would be wrong. A Sonata would never lower themselves to be shown in a mere helicopter, it would be AT LEAST a private Jet. No, the person in the noisy flying machine was not related to any Sonata (as far as he was aware, at least. With them, who knew?), but could be just as extravagant as any of them.
Oh, indeed. Wilhelm LeBlanc could be just as extravagant as any Sonata when it came time to do... Well, frankly, when it came time to do just about anything. That was just the sort of person he was, which was sort of odd when you knew how the rest of his family were. Oh well, he was the black sheep, in a way, and loved it. Point being, he was in a helicopter, flying above the festival ground. Four long rope went down from the machine and down them the man and three SWAT team -looking guys (don't even ask how he got them....), landed around Peter Tamaki and formed a shield around him, as the helicopter flew away.
"Are you okay?" Said Wilhelm as he grabbed his friend by the shoulder and started shaking him, a bit violently. "Answer me, for heaven's sake! Answer me!" Peter was non responsive! All of 0.0014 seconds had passed and still no answer! Something was obviously wrong! Oh, Wilhelm knew that his friend had been in some sort of danger when he had still received no answer from his previous text, a good hour after sending it. Why else wouldn't he have answered already if not because he was in danger.
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Posted: Wed Jun 19, 2013 9:30 pm
Javor really had no problem accepting his mission from Xiero. Clearly the point of a romantic date wasn't usually to stalk one's daughter, but whatever. He was quite adaptable. Though he sort of wanted to suggest they just kidnap the girl and tie her up as it would be far more effective in keeping her out of trouble. Ah well. Crouching in the bushes with his date, while spying on people could be fun. Javor could pick out potential victims. Not that he was planning on going on a killing spree or anything like that, but he did often amuse himself by picking out people that would make easy targets for serial killers and telling himself all the ways they left themselves wide open for such attacks. Xiero left, though, before he could share any of this, or make pleasant small talk about cultivating roses or their professions, or the weather, or if Xiero liked cats. Instead, Xiero quickly left to speak to some men not far off. Javor peeked out from his bush, wondering if he should follow or...not. So he spent the next few minutes trying to uproot the bush so he could follow Xiero but stay incognito, more or less. Unfortunately, the bush was very firmly rooted so Javor finally gave up and reached into his pocket to pull out a tin of mints to give himself something to chew on while he contemplated his next move. He didn't get far before Xiero returned and made a rather obtuse remark about about if there was "a Javor" in the bush, he should meet Xiero by the gift stand. And since there was, in fact, a Javor in the bush, he immediately popped up, rather conspicuously and spent several minutes picking leaves out of his hair and straightening his appearance while trying to look nonchalant about the whole thing. Popping another mint into his mouth before pocketing the tin, Javor trotted off toward the gift stand, glancing over his shoulder at the blue haired girl Xiero had just waved to. Out of politeness, he waved as well before sidling closer to Xiero so he could say quietly, "Are we buying your daughter a gift? Have you considered keeping her locked up to keep her from trouble?" He paused. "Shall we kidnap her date? You are concerned about her date being bad for her, yes?"
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Posted: Thu Jun 20, 2013 12:35 am
Oh, no. ********, no, Conor had screwed up. He felt nauseous as he realized that Tate – coolest ******** on the island – had spoken to him in a way that one could only take as disapproval. He was disappointed in him and he had no idea how to handle that outside of panic. This was a bad idea and Tate was completely right because, ********, why wouldn't he be right? Conor shouldn't have to lead John around by the hand to get him to hook up with someone and it made him grind his teeth to realize that the confidence Tate had in his boy blew whatever he had for John out of the water. He should have just opted for them to go fishing or anything that wasn't riding a horse because, however cool Tate was, that was the most uncool thing he had ever heard being suggested by anyone ever.
He slid his hands into his pockets nervously and gave a small nod at the other man, “...Yeah, ********, yeah, you're right.” He was about to turn and yell for John to come back, but it looked like Brody had already gotten to that part and now the kid was back before he could take the opportunity alone with Tate to make up for his ******** up seconds ago. It was probably for the best since John looked like he was on the brink of tears and ******** if he was having that. Thankfully for John, before he could really tear him apart for that, Bela's ex-husband had approached randomly to speak with the boys. He blinked. Conor tried to say something in response to what was happening, but there was only one thing he could formulate at that moment and that was, “Uh.”
Yeah, he could.. probably say that this festival was a bad choice on his part. Not that Conor wasn't used to his decisions blowing up in his face, but this one caught him off guard just a bit. It didn't help that Yoakim's demon offspring had pulled up above in a helicopter to attack someone on the other end of the garden. “...If we're still friends,” He yelled in Tate's direction over the noise, “we should do something – <********>, why is there a goddamned ******** helicopter here?!” He would have gone over there to punch Yoakim's stupid kid in the face, but those guys looked armed and he wasn't sure if he wanted to get involved.
Oh, Wayne, he didn't think that she would react that badly! Not that he didn't deserve it, John did sorta just barge in on their date and mess everything up for them, but he wasn't expecting pepper spray or that sort of reaction from the other girl. He swallowed hard and carefully let go of their hands because, for one, this girl was threatening him and, for another, he was probably sweating and clammy hands wouldn't be a pleasant thing to put either of them through. He may have had tears in his eyes as he prayed his dad had just gone home for some seafood salad and not witnessed this horrible display, but then Brody had come up to save him! Before he had even allowed himself to pass out from all the anxiety! He breathed out in relief and, though his eyes were wet, the tears were now there to show his gratitude at being saved like that. He nodded joyously at the younger boy, happy to take any form of advice because, really, Brody sounded like he knew what he was talking about and it was nice to listen to someone who really knew how things worked again!
“I'm sorry, you're right, thank you.” He replied happily, though his expression went from sunshine to clouds as he realized they were back with his dad and he didn't look happy. He swallowed again and looked anywhere but at him helplessly, which really meant the taller Xiero Rameri. Lyra's dad, if John remembered right. Oh, no. He was about to apologize to the man, but then he had.. told him to go back..? He wasn't mad that he had interrupted his daughter's date..? ...Oh. His smile returned and he nodded at the man just as he was leaving, joining the waving fest even if he probably wasn't the one receiving any of those waves at all. Oh, well, he had a job to do! He glanced at his dad, but his attention had already went away, so he looked at Brody instead.
“...Thank you, Brody, but I'm going to go do my duty.” He would have saluted if a helicopter didn't distract his attention. Was that Wilhelm and Peter..? Ah! He was BACK! Oh, happy day! He -- oh, Wilhelm didn't see him. Ah, John would have gone over to greet them, but he didn't want to interrupt and, besides, he had to take Lyra out on a date! So, he headed over to Lyra and her friend with a smile and said, “I'm sorry for leaving! Let's go on our date now, okay?” Oh.. but.. which one was he supposed to be with? They both needed dates! And the other girl didn't want to be with him, if the pepper spray was any indicator, so.. “Lyra, are you okay with me? ...I think Brody should be with your friend, since she doesn't like me. If Brody is coming – I'm sorry, maybe he won't?” Oh, no, did he raise her hopes? He hoped Brody was coming or else he wouldn't know what to do!
...Was that a helicopter? Ed had been waiting for Rune to reply when the entire garden filled with noise and wind, enough to make his patience wear thin with the place. It was enough that he was supposed to be relaxing in the library, alone, and not on a strange date with a girl he hardly knew or liked very much, but now this racket? He took in a breath and, not wanting to have to stand the lunacy the town's festivals tended to turn into, he stopped. “...I'm going. Bye.” Regardless of whether she heard him or not, he turned to leave the garden and this festival entirely. Rune could find her own way around if she wasn't completely daft and, if she was that stupid, then he didn't need to waste his time with her. Not when he had a headache, at least.
~Exit Ed~
Everything was okay. Sani had a magical box of chocolates that could make all of his previous trauma go away. The boy wasn't entirely sure how that was possible, but if Da had said it, then it must be so. So, he was just enjoying his candy when that horrible little girl had come up again and was attacking his Da! He scowled at her, done with tears, and did the bravest thing he could think of. He grabbed the chocolate box and ducked underneath the bench so he could finish them in peace. He didn't even shed a single tear and, as a reward for his efforts, he was able to munch on the tasty confections without any interruptions while Da dealt with the scary person up above.
The big fancy house..? Zhi stared at the girl like she was crazy – because, really, the fact she didn't turn around and run back home because she would have to put up with that crowd was insane. Then again, Elizabeth hadn't been in town for all that long, had she? Zhi only just realized the poor girl probably hadn't met a Sonata yet. Oh, well, she would feel pity for her later. Maybe the next generation of Sonata's weren't as bad as the first were. ...Probably not. Eh, whatever. “Yes, at the top of the hill-- What is going on?” Before she could finish her directions, a helicopter passed over head and landed right above one of the dates – Peter and Alec, she noted if only because she had just recently looked over the list of those matched up. Ugh, was someone ruining her event already?!
She looked at Elizabeth and pointed in the general direction of the Sonata mansion before marching off to where what looked to be SWAT team members. “HEY, WHAT ARE YOU – oh.” Wasn't that Alanis's nephew? Or something like that? Yeah, nope. Zhi wasn't getting involved in this. She turned away and, stepping over the passed out Alec, headed back to her desk to watch curiously from afar. She knew what that family was capable of and she wasn't going to even try to be their next victim. Her life was too good as it is.
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Posted: Thu Jun 20, 2013 6:58 pm
"Well I usually work," Mitsukai admitted to her date, "Not that that's what I usually like to do," she added. "I usually just try to stay out of the house," she laughed. "There's a pretty nice bar, which can be fun to go to. There's also a bakery and coffee shop that I like to go to sometimes." she explained. "I really like to explore around outside though, you'd think Nirvani's a pretty quiet town but you can run into all kinds of stuff just exploring around," she told him with a smile. Of course, sometimes these things could be frightening, but that was beside the point right now. "What kind of stuff did you like to do in your old town?" she decided to ask Kenneth, she may as well get to know more about him and figure out what kind of stuff he liked to do. ---------------- Before Elizabeth could process what the woman could say she looked up in the direction of a loud noise above them. Was that a helicopter? Cool! Whoever was in there sure knew how to make an appearance. She definitely needed a helicopter of her own now. Remembering her date, Elizabeth looked back to the woman she was speaking with who was now pointing towards which must be the direction where her date was waiting. Wouldn't her date be happy to see that he had ended up with her of all people? Of course he would be! Elizabeth smiled, heading off in that direction.
-Exit to Sonata Mansion-
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Posted: Thu Jun 20, 2013 8:04 pm
Chun Fei gawked at this strange man, her mouth opening and closing dumbly and without noise, like a fish. This was going so wrong. She hated this man, she hated him more than she had hated anything, and she wanted to throw a temper tantrum, to hit him and yell and become as shrill and angry and frustrated as she wanted. But what if she was seen? She didn't know what to do, and it was enough to make her cry. So instead, she stared at Sethrian until an answer came to her. She refused to take the bouquet, taking the bouquet would be like admitting that she lost. Besides, she didn't need it anymore. No one had come for her yet, and she wasn't in the mood anymore anyway. Suddenly, the garden filled with wind and noise, and Chun Fei's hair flew into her face, her dress lifting up around her thighs. She pawed it down uselessly a couple times, but by now she was thoroughly frightened. The helicopter was so big and noisy, and oh Goddess, there were people in bulletproof vests coming down on ropes. It was too much intensity for Chun Fei, and tears began to spill from her eyes, which had been close to overflowing for a while. She gave Sethrian one last look of confusion, fear, and loathing, before running away without a word.
- exit Chun Fei -
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"Ah," Peter nearly dropped his flowers when he saw the blonde boy drop to the ground like a sack of... something heavy, Peter wasn't good at similes. He took a step towards Alec, when all of a sudden a rush of wind lifted from the ground and the air was filled with noise. He looked up to see a helicopter, right above him. He let out a startled cry and stumbled to the side, afraid that it would land on him. It all happened so fast, the rope, the strange men in uniform, and then that familiar face, Peter's favorite face in the world. "Will?!" he cried, his voice just making it over the roar of the helicopter. "What are you doing here?" His eyes welled up with tears, and he pawed at one under his glasses as he was moved with emotion. "I'm so happy to see you! But why?" He glanced towards Alec on the ground not that much further away, and felt another pang of worry. "Will, we should check if he's okay..." he fretted momentarily.
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As if this day wasn't stressful enough, with June on a date and Junior on a gay date, and being stood up and everything, Yuri had get another shock. Someone appeared out of nowhere and began to shake her by the shoulders. That wasn't helping her dizziness, but it did provide a distraction at least. "Hey! Stop!" she cried as she pushed the strange person off of her. She was breathing heavily by that point, and her hair was a mess as she stared at her assailant with a bewildered look. It was a girl, a teenage girl. "What the hell is wrong with you? And what the hell are you wearing?" she cried as she finally glanced at the girl's wardrobe. "I was fine, until you came over and attacked me. What is wrong with you?" Junior and June were now completely forgotten, and all Yuri had to focus on was her anger and shock. This day was not going her way at all.
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Oh, the conflicting emotions Garland was feeling that very moment! Yes, he had a date, and she wasn't a dude (you could never be sure, right?) or some old lady, nor was she ugly. She was actually pretty cute! But now that he was up close, he realized how young she was. Probably, in the grand scheme on things, not that much younger than him, but probably still illegal. And Garland Smoot was no charlatan, that was for sure! "Brooke, huh?" he said absentmindedly as he peered at her face, trying to figure out how old she was. "I'm Garland. Nice to meetcha, I guess." She looked to be in her mid-teens, but... Oh lord, if she were anything less than 17 he could be a criminal! ...Not that he was actually assuming this date would go that well, but to him, a date was as good as sex. "You a student, Brooke? ...High school? Please don't say middle school." He was concentrating on this life or death answer so hard that he didn't even notice the helicopter landing in the garden.
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Posted: Thu Jun 20, 2013 8:38 pm
And thus Sethrian's date ended with him making her cry. He sighed. Well. Considering all three of the dates he'd ever been on had ended this way, he was already well versed in how to handle it. On a more positive note, the arrival of a helicopter ensured he got a glimpse of his date's panties. So that was always a plus. Hey, even if she was younger than him, she was still attractive. Bratty as hell, but attractive. He was going to just leave and, in fact, had started out when he passed what appeared to be a garish hobo ( Izzy) accosting a young woman ( Yuri). While it was true his last encounter with a female hadn't gone well, Sethrian felt he had to step in because that hobo was pretty insane looking and now that his date had run off in tears, he was feeling a little guilty (only slightly, of course. His shriveled, black heart didn't have enough space for more than small amounts of guilt) so he felt the need to do a good deed to make up for it. Well, and the woman the hobo was attacking was attractive. Not that he was hoping for another accidental look at someone's panties. Or anything. Definitely not. So Sethrian quickly stepped over to the two and carefully inserted himself between them, glaring down at the hobo. Was...it wearing a garbage bag? "Is everything alright here?" he asked quietly.
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Posted: Sat Jun 22, 2013 5:28 pm
"I was worried about you, Peta! When you didn't answer your phone, I assumed the worse! You're really okay, right? You don't have someone holding a gun to you right now forcing you to tell me that you are okay, right?" Cue intense look directly into his friend's eyes. One Second. Two seconds. OH MY GOD THE WAITING WAS TOO MUCH HE COULDN'T DO THIS ANYMORE. Instead, he wrapped his hands around the other male's body and squeezed it as tight as he could, which was quite a lot considering the rush of adrenaline going through his body at that moment. If there was really a sniper somewhere threatening the life of his friend, he could killed them BOTH. That was how best friends for life went. Together Now of course, that wasn't at all how Wilhelm had expected his death to be. No, in his imagination, it involved a lot more wine and nakedness, but hey, he couldn't be that picky. That was still a good death.
....That never came. That was almost disappointing, with all the mentally preparation he had to do in the whole previous second of his life. But then again, he was relieved to be alive. Two very different emotions. That was conflicting. How was he suposed to react? He wasn't quite sure. Instead, his brain just shut down and he licked Peter's cheek.... No wait, that didn't happen. He just really, really felt like doing it at that moment. Probably because he had seen that tear there and it felt like a waste of water, and if they were in the desert, that could be potentially disastrous. You should never waste water in the desert. Water was life and Peter's tears were water, so of course, if they had - SIDETRACKING AGAIN.
"Don't ever make me worry that much, okay? Okay." He flashed one of his thousand dollar smile at his friend and gave him another squeeze, just as tight as the one before, and then finally released him. He glanced in the direction that Peter was pointing at, and noticed Alec on the ground. Well that was boring. "Why? He looks fine. He's just sleeping. Well, either that or he's dead and there's nothing much we can do if he's dead, now is there - OH SWEET GODDESS DID YOU KILL HIM? IS THAT WHY YOU DIDN'T ANSWER YOUR PHONE? WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL ME BEFORE?" Cue hyperventilation. That was not something he was prepared for. He had not prepared for that scenario. What could he do? What was there to do? All those witness surrounding them! "Okay, first off, we smuggle you to Genovia. Auntie should be able to give you some sort of political asylum. They we get dad to make some false report about the island being attacked by terrorist and we ask Grandma to nuke the place. That should work and cover up the evidences. Don't worry, Petey. We'll get you out of this mess. I swear it or else my name isn't - Oh hey, it's John! HI JOHN!" He waves toward his cousin Before noticing him being with girls. Urgh. What was he doing with them? TWO of them? Note to self: Get John to Genovia and forget to warn the girls. No, scratch that. New plan. Blame the nuking of the island on the two girls that were with John. But not the sexy hunk that was also with them. Nope. That one could come with them because daaaayum was he fine. Mmmhmmm. Oh right, Peter. "What was I saying?"
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Posted: Sat Jun 22, 2013 11:46 pm
Xeiro smiled at Javor as he watched him clean the leaves from his hair. It must be hard to have to put up with that much hair, he knew that he hated his own hair at times and its length held no comparison. Oh, here he was contemplating the complexity of long hair when he should be worrying about his daughter. He looked back over at her and saw that John had went back over to the girl, just as asked. That boy had seemed to turn out to be much better than he would've imagined when he was being annoying at the house as a little tyke. Ah, there was Javor. He should bring him back up to speed. "No, we aren't buying anything. I just thought this would be a good and easy place to reconvene. I have thought of chaining her up and keeping her in a tower, but there isn't really much resources for that and I don't think I'd feel very well keeping her away from everything. I just need to keep a good watch over her." He looked back over, trying to decide if they should kidnap the date. "Hmm. Let's keep our options open, although I think I may have fixed it." He stroked his chin, wondering if sending two boys on his daughter was much of a better idea than a girl.
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Keegan was just settling down and ready to enjoy the day, watching Sani eagerly dig into the chocolate that he had given him when that dumb girl came back. He quickly became infuriated when she grabbed his collar and pulled him forward. That was something that he could not stand. He'd be damned if he was just going to be pushed around like some puppet. He yanked his neck back, trying to break her grip of him to gain a better sense of control over the situation. Once he felt a bit better, he was able to finally tell her exactly what he thought about her not letting this s**t go. He thought that he had taken care of this. "What the hell are you talking about? You were standing right in front of them! Literally no one EVER has had an arm so bad that they hit a small child in the face with something relatively large at such a close range." He looked down at Sani who was now hiding under the bench and he sighed, not wanting his son to see his dad puss out on this one. "That guy seemed pretty ******** harmless, but if you're willing to keep your mouth shut and back off of me. I think we can let all of this go. My kid looks happy and safe, and you're still all in one piece." He wanted to sound as nice as possible, but he ended up punctuating it with a snarl. He was just far too annoyed by this whole situation. Sani was supposed to be at home watching some dumb little kid show and he was supposed to be sitting in his tighty whities eating some cereal.
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Posted: Sun Jun 23, 2013 7:48 pm
"We can always merely drug her companions," Javor said, intrigued by why Xiero was so determined to protect his daughter from...whatever it was he wanted to protect her from. Did fathers usually behave this way for their daughters? Javor wouldn't know as he had no sisters and his fiance had been an orphan. And, of course, he had no children. He couldn't imagine watching over someone so carefully. It was strange to him and because of that, he sort of wanted to keep observing Xiero for a while. Which meant staying by his side and helping him stalk his daughter. Ah! The perfect thing. "Since we have been spotted, if we wish to continue to follow her, would it not be wise to find disguises? She has seen us both so it will be suspicious if we continue to trail her, yes?" He wondered where they could find proper disguises. Perhaps if they knocked some of the passersby unconscious and stole their clothes...
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Posted: Mon Jun 24, 2013 7:33 am
xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxooxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxox "I guess my life at home was a little different from here. For a few years I focused on my music and tried to keep my sister out of trouble. Now I just work and try to keep my sister out of trouble." He smiled a little. He probably sounded a little boring but taking care of Penelope was what he mainly did. She did manage to stay out of trouble here so far but the little extra time he got from that always went to work. His job wasn't bad. Kenneth just didn't like leaving Penelope by herself.
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Posted: Mon Jun 24, 2013 5:55 pm
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Posted: Thu Jun 27, 2013 7:02 am
xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxooxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxKenneth shook his head, "Penelope is nineteen and she gets upset if I don't spend enough time with her." Well it was some of the truth, but he wasn't going to explain the whole thing about the reasons of the two moving to someone he just met. But she was right, he shouldn't have to worry so much about Penelope now. "As for my music, I stated that with a few of my friends when we were younger. We couldn't decide on what sound we liked best for our music for awhile and then closer to when I left the music had more of metalcore sound to it. My job now isn't too bad. It's still kind of fun. I somehow managed to get a job as an actor." Kenneth frowned a bit, moving his bangs with his right hand he added, "I'm sorry for talking so much. I usually don't."
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Posted: Thu Jun 27, 2013 10:03 pm
        .:l Beep l:. "Indeed, we do." Briar couldn't help the large grin that was slapped onto his face as he shook Stella's hand. She didn't even seem disappointed by his amazing height. Score! This meant that Briar would have to up his charms even more levels now in order to woo her. Oh! Before anything else, he made sure to let go of her hand. Sweaty palms definitely turned the ladies off. "So, have any ideas on what to do?" He asked, but unfortunately, that was when a helicopter came into the picture. Really? Did it have to bring in its loud choppers while he was talking? Whatever! He was going to snatch her off her feet before this mysterious helicopter could. Briar immediately turned his attention onto the woman and suggested. "Hey, how about we get a bite to eat? Maybe we can take a stroll down the beach while we do and run away from evil seagulls. How does that sound?".:l Beep l:. Kasie winced once more because that run into the table smarted a little bit more than she would have liked to have admitted. Again, she could live through it! It really wasn't that bad. Plus, she had someone else to share in the misery judging by the look on the other woman's face when she had accidentally shoved the table at her too. Actually, that really wasn't a good thing at all. Oh, snickerdoodles. At least, it didn't seem like much harm was done since the lady still helped her out... rather painfully. Maybe she did hold a grudge? "Oh! Thank you so much, and I'm really really really sorry about the earlier table crash. I didn't mean to do that and what not. Again, sorry about that!" She sheepishly apologized before turning her attention to her apparent date. Jian was it? Oh, that was a rather difficult name now. Well, to spell at least. She already heard the name once, so it was pretty easy to understand how to say it. Anyway, back to her date! Her gorgeous date. Her very hot date that was coming closer and closer. She could practically feel a nosebleed coming up too. She quickly made sure to cover her nose with a free hand in case that did happen because it would be so embarrassing to have a date while bleeding all over. Either way, she grinned at the boy and opened her mouth to blast him with a greeting, but it seemed like he just wanted her to move aside. Oh. Did she have the wrong guy then? How disappointing. "So sorry about that! I just mistook you for my date and stuff, and I really didn't mean to get in your way. I guess you're not Jian then? I guess the lady in front must have gotten everything wrong then. Oh, look at me ramble away. Here, I'll definitely get out of your way this time." She awkward sidestepped out of the way for him to pass through. It looked like she'd have to do another hunt around. If only it was the other way around. Why couldn't her date be the one carrying the fern. Then, it'd make life so much easier because it'd be an instant find, but no, she was stuck with the bouquet instead. What if her date already noticed her and simply didn't want to point it out? Awh, that would really stink then. .:l Beep l:. Alfred couldn’t help the small snicker that forced its way out of him. What? He couldn’t help it. After all, it was cute to see people flail for words rather than straight up demand him for things. His sisters could take a lesson from Angela. “Hm, how about this? We can take the cakes that we really want to eat, leave the rest here, and we can hurry up towards the beach, so we can catch the sunset.” He suggested, already snatching up the small pastries that were buried underneath strawberries. “I’m pretty sure that people can make good use of the cakes. That, or the little critters will be hyped up on sugar for some time. Either way, it’s fine. Should we get going then?”.:l Beep l:. “Haha, don’t sweat it. It’s fine, Tshila. I would have suggested that we could always split the bill, but I tend to eat a lot. Really, it’s no problem at all, but if you really want to pay me back, we can always share hair dye tricks with each other. I’m really loving your hair too! The green tips are an awesome touch.” Morgan waved her off with a grin. It wasn’t like he excessively spent his money around. Okay, maybe he did, but it was only on important things like books, food, hair dye, shoes, and... more food! Other than that, he had cash to spare. With a job and an allowance that was sent to him every now and then, he was fine. “Let’s see. A nice sit-and-dine sounds good.” Morgan mused to himself, racking his brain for any good places around the area to eat. Well, the only thing that came to mind was the Torpedo Inn, so hopefully, there would be some nice NPC’s there ready to serve them. “Let’s go check out the restaurant at the Torpedo Inn.” .:l Beep l:. Lyra. Not Lyla. Oh, goodness, Snyder really was horrible with names. She couldn’t help it though. Back home, people were always changing their names on a silly whim, and they always expected her to actually remember them all. How was she supposed to remember names like Jane or whatnot when they suddenly transformed into the Goddess of Anchovies the next day? Not to mention, it was rather difficult to concentrate when she had been threatening someone else just a few minutes ago. At least, everything seemed to work out in the end, and she didn’t have to use the pepper spray. “Agreed.” Snyder sighed out as she worked to shove the can back into her purse. “Also, I’m really sorry about the whole name thing, Lyra. I’m just horrible with names.” She sheepishly grinned before glancing over to where Lyra had been staring at. Oh, it was that older man that she had seen with Lyra earlier on. She supposed that he was... meant to be avoided? “Yeah, let’s get going. How does a drink sound? If not, we can think of something else on the way. In the meantime, we should start walking okay? Maybe we can rush a bit if you’re in a hurry.” Snyder suggested and gingerly gestured to the direction he assumed where the bar might be. .:l Beep l:. Fake knives would be a very nice touch. Hm, what could Anneliese possibly do with cake, knives, and rabbits in hats? Not to mention, there was always... that. She got it. It was as if a lightbulb had sprung above her head, and a wide grin spread across her face. She was very glad that Lunesca was her date and seemed to be as eager as she was about this because she was pretty certain that this plan of hers couldn’t be tackled down all by herself. “I know the perfect idea. We’ll grab the cakes and hijack that helicopter. Then, we’re free to drop as many cakes as we want on all the bystanders beneath us. I can grab the cart. Do you think you can take on the helicopter?” Anneliese asked as she was already on her way to steal her brother’s cakes. .:l Beep l:. Thankfully, his fainting spells didn’t last very long. In return, they did tend to happen quite frequently... Within a few moments, Alec found himself waking up with bleary-eyes and a throbbing pain to the back of his head. It was most likely where he had landed. Ouch. As he propped himself into a sitting, the events that had led up to why he fainted in the first place slammed into his head. Crap. He didn’t mean to freak out. Oh, man, he really didn’t mean to do that! Not to mention, there seemed to be a helicopter, another guy along with his supposed date, and well, no. Nope. He wasn’t going to freak out again. He just needed to take a deep breath and say what was needed. Alec stood up, staring down and brushing off imaginary dust off his clothes to keep himself from flipping out. He muttered underneath his breath as his eyes drilled holes into his own feet. “I-I’m... um... really sorry about that. Also, y-you’re welcome about the flowers. I-I-I’ll just, er, leave you alone then. S-Sorry.” With that off his chest, he could retreat home and place a well-deserving ice pack on his head while he munched away on gummy worms. .:l Beep l:. For once, Izzy had no sleazy comment to resort to the woman’s shouting or to the man that had come intruding in. In fact, she had nothing to say. Nothing would even pop up into her brain. All she could do was blink and open her mouth to try to say anything, but there was only silence. It was strange since it felt as though she was hurt, but she was pretty sure that it wasn’t the occasional scrapes and bruises from her rummaging and adventuring around. Then, what was this feeling? Obviously, it must have been gas. Yes, that was the only explanation. It covered the reason as to why her eyes prickled with moisture, and it also covered the reason as to why everything seemed to smart. Izzy backed off away from the lady with her hands raised in surrender. “Yeesh, lady, I was only trying to check up on you. No need to get your panties in a twist. Since you’re fine, then I guess I was wrong. However, I’ll have you know that my outfit is awesome because I had to work so hard to look through so many dumpsters and trash cans just to look amazing for my date.” Izzy frowned, feeling the need to point that out. It wasn’t because she felt butthurt or anything. It was only smelly gas after all! She just needed... to clarify and defend her life choices. After all, no one dissed her fashion. Also, she totally didn’t sniffle or anything because she could handle these two! She was prepared to give a fight between life and death here, and she was definitely going to beat them up with all her strength.
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Posted: Thu Jun 27, 2013 10:18 pm
 Her temper. It needed to be reigned in. Definitely. There was no steam streaming out her ears, and of course, her face wasn't becoming flushed with an angry red and her nails definitely weren't biting into her skin since she most certainly wasn't clenching her hands into a fist. She was the definition of calm at the moment. "Ah, okay then. I understand. I apologize for all the confusion and trouble. It was all my fault." Amie smiled sweetly before scowling at the end of her "apology." "As if I'd ******** say that, you a*****e!" That summed up her feelings. Wait, no, it was still lacking something. In addition to her verbal lash, Amie launched herself at the guy in her attempt to tackle him. After all, she wanted to get in at least one good punch, and even though she might not win the fight, she was going to have that satisfaction of pummeling him.
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High-functioning Marshmallow
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Posted: Thu Jun 27, 2013 11:01 pm
Sani had already demolished the box, coating his cheeks, chin, and hands with melted chocolate and syrupy fillings. He was just smacking his lips on one palm as he shook the box again and again to see if any more could fall out, but, nope. It looked like it was all gone. He crinkled his nose angrily and was about to crawl out from under the bench to demand that he get some more of his treasures because he wasn't magically happy yet like Da promised, but then he saw the girl was still there. They were still yelling at eachother. So, he sat down and watched, fascinated and repeating snippets of what they said to himself as they went.
“What the heel. One.. peas. Fu- foo.. fawking.” Oh, he was feeling so proud of himself! He stood up to tell Da all about the new words he got right when the girl had suddenly jumped atop and started to beat him – which was fine! Because while Sani didn't like getting hit in the face very much, he was certain everyone else did. ..Ah, except he wanted more chocolate! He jumped to his feet clumsily and pounced on the girl's skirt, hanging off of it with a loud nonsensical shout of, “What fawking heel!” He swung briefly until a tear sounded and the straps of the dress gave way under the weight, dragging at least of the the attire down to the ground with Sani. He yelped, but his tush colliding with the ground had helped him out with something else. The collision had killed his train of thought long enough for him to stare up at a pair of funny white and blue striped panties. The very same ones he wasn't supposed to look at because he didn't remember why. He just knew it made him giggle even more knowing that he couldn't and, surely, the same must be felt by more than just him!
So, he took off. Sani got back to his feet with a wild giggle and dashed away again to find more skirts to look under~! One of which was nearby on an orange-haired lady (Mitsukai) standing with some man (Kenneth). It looked to be so boring, he thought – they were just.. talking! How could anyone get any fun from that? Grown ups were weird. He already had his hand on the hem of the woman's skirt and was flipping it up and down with mad little giggles because this was fun. They were pink too, which was Sani's favorite color ever and just made him all the more happy! “Hi, bye, hi, bye, hi, bye..” He said with each flip up and down because it was nice to say that to others.
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