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 Posted: Wed Jun 02, 2010 12:50 am
[Alice :: Port Royal :: Flying Dutchman's Captain's Quarters]
Alice only watched quietly as Ajora responded, keeping a blank face even as he laughed. It wasn't as bad as before but surely there were varying degrees to his levels of laughter. Alice smiled, Timmy was a fool. Enough of a fool that he trusted her.
She followed Ajora's gaze down to her left leg, choosing to ignore Azrael. The seal stood out like a sore thumb on her pale skin even taking into consideration, the lighting of the room. Alice shrugged, "He's morose, I wouldn't see him passing up an opportunity to have a heart to heart chat with Ultima."
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Posted: Wed Jun 02, 2010 6:34 am
{Kyle : LoD : Tea House}
Listening to the ongoing conversation, he barely paid any attention to the choosing of the tea cups. It had never really been his thing. Tea. Unless somebody else was making it, he generally didn't bother. It simply took too much time and effort. Not worth it when he could just pour himself a glass of milk, or water, or iced tea. The only time he really waited for tea eagerly was when his best friends mom, Olga, had made chamomile tea for her son Danny and him.
Well, there was always the chance that they might have it here. Choosing a cup at random, which turned out to be a rather simple, dark blue cup, he turned to the woman who was serving them all tea. "Pardon me, may I please have chamomile tea?" He asked, before he went over and sat down next to Chen Po, patting Alan sympathetically on the shoulder as he passed him. He'd been through that before conversation before.
As he sat down, he noticed the small stream and backyard through the windows. He would have to explore there later. It might be nice to relax by a stream. It would have to wait, seeing as he had already ordered tea. Deciding that he would have quite a while to talk with the other Earthlings, he turned away from that conversation, able to hear them, but not his main concern. His main concern was talking with the natives.
But what to talk about? He liked Chen Po the most, yet knew almost nothing of dumplings. Yao aggravated him, and he didn't really feel the need to respond to his growling with any noises. Not that he was incapable of such noises, but it just didn't seem appropriate at the table. So, with only one left, he turned to Ling. His comment on how foreign they seemed was the only one he could really respond to. "Well, as members of the circus, we do travel around quite a bit. None of us are from this land and we shall be moving on quite soon. But it is quite large. It's taken us several days to get here." He said, responding to his Lings comment. While some of it had been lies with a grain of truth, some of it had been truth with a grain of lies. His favorite kind of statement.
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Posted: Wed Jun 02, 2010 3:38 pm
[Timmy : Hook's Ship]
While Cory began a relentless assault at the Defender, Timmy didn't worry too much because he knew he could definitely beat Cory in his current state. While dodging what swings he could and parrying the rest with angled shields, in between the swings Timmy began to charge his shields with electricity sending his own numbing shocks through Cory's weapon to slow the ronin down.
"You are so full of it! Bigger than life!? Bigger than death!? You aren't bigger than my middle finger!" He bashed away Cory's blade from the side, feeling a bit of the vibrations from the blade while still sending out his own shocks at Cory, and drove his leg into Cory's side, focusing a stronger electrical current through his foot to stun him. While gaining some distance from Cory he flipped the bird and grinned while sparks continued to jump off of him.
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Posted: Wed Jun 02, 2010 4:19 pm
[Cory .:. Hook's Ship .:. Deck]
Cory only grinned as the weak current hit him each time Timmy guarded. He was an electrician before Earth was destroyed, after all, and he was used to working through jolts of electricity whenever he did things wrong on the job. Which occurred quite frequently.
The slightly confused Ronin was suddenly shocked as Timmy kicked him, sending electricity through his foot to zap the Renegade. Out of reflex, Cory swung his left arm outward towards Timmy, blood flying from the tips of his fingers and aimed at the eyes of the Defender. "Who is the one who deals with Hades? Me! Who is the one who conquered death? Me! Who is the one who attacked all of those Disney losers and emerged with hardly a scratch?!" The rogue dismissed the Revblade and grabbed his chin before swiveling it around and popping his neck. He yawned and stretched his back a bit before adding, "Now if you'll excuse me, I need to use the bathroom." He grinned and nonchalantly made his way to the cabin door, slipping his uninjured arm into his pocket.
... I gotta poo...
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Posted: Wed Jun 02, 2010 4:41 pm
[Timmy : Hook's Ship]
Timmy wasn't sure what he should be reacting after how that fight had ended. He watched Cory walk over to the cabin but was still dumbfounded on what just happened. Suddenly the boy just bursted out laughing rubbing away the tears coming from his eyes.
"Oh man! Now that is a way to end a fight!" He began to slowly calm down his laughter. "Cory definitely isn't all that bad of a guy. I'm going to have to stick around for a while longer to see what other craziness this guy has planned." He allowed his shields to disappear and turned the other way and walked away trying to find another barrel he could sit on. He looked around the ship and saw that it was somewhat ruined.
"Hook is going to have a good time with this hunk of junk!" he grinned and chuckled a bit, all while trying to find a place to sit.
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Posted: Wed Jun 02, 2010 5:40 pm
[Cory .:. Hook's Ship .:. Private Quarters]
The rogue kicked open the door of the bathroom as a faint flushing noise could be heard. He looked around at the trail of blood he had left behind him, frowning as the renegade said, "I should really close this thing up." He made his way to a cupboard in his room, removed from it some gauze and a pair of small vials. He quickly chugged the contents of the bottles, thankful that his room had been stocked with potions and ethers, before wrapping the gauze around the cut on his arm and wiping away the blood. Cory rolled his sleeve back down over his bandages.
[Hook's Ship .:. Deck]
The rogue returned to the deck, stretching again with a slight chuckle as he looked around at the destruction. He then looked to Timmy, a smirk still on his face as he said, "Your heart seems darker, Timmy. That stench has only grown since I left, and I think it would be only sporting of me to warn you of what it can do. Rely too much on darkness, and you will lose yourself to it. Remember that Darkness is not a source of power. It is a tool."
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Posted: Wed Jun 02, 2010 6:31 pm
[ Ajora ; Celia : Port Royal : Flying Dutchman's Captain's Quarters ]
"Hmm, no doubt," he responded, slightly grinning as he looked back up into her eyes. He chuckled at the almost obvious resemblance- and yet, she was definitely not one of Vexen's. So strange. And she had an Esper of her own...
"Not to strike a chord, but just what connection do you have to their little time mage, Jenny?" he asked, raising an eyebrow and leaning against the nearby wall, his arms crossed as he stayed glancing at her. "I mean, really, the resemblance is uncanny, even you'd have to admit. And yet, you're not like us. Curiouser and curiouser."
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Posted: Wed Jun 02, 2010 6:40 pm
[ Kyle : Stable Car ]
"WEEEEEE!" the teen shouted, immediately reaching out to grab the red bag of fruity bite-sized goodness. Almost immediately, childishly, he tore into the pack and began to devour them. This was possibly the happiest he'd been in days, aside from learning that the curse had broken. Stroking Nike's feathers, he muttered a barely-understandable 'be right back' before walking toward the group. He could feel Nike's lazy glare on his back, which only made him chuckle.
"So, any of you ladies had something solid to eat for dinner yet? Or Joe, for that matter," he asked, making sure to add Joe in at the end. "I was gonna go cook up some pizza in a few minutes, if you were hungry. We can all have a decent meal before bed so we're ready in the morning."
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Posted: Wed Jun 02, 2010 6:45 pm
[ Captain Silver : Dining Car ]
"Ah, pizza, olroighty," he said, pulling out what ingredients he knew would be necessary. "Don't worry too much, lassy, just go round up the others, I s'pose. Shouldn't be too long with these fancy ovens. Still gotta get used to'em..."
Muttering something about a burnt breakfast, he went to work, throwing together ingredients on not one, not two, but three different pizza pans, having spares out for any specific preferences. The kiddies would be in here soon enough, so he'd have to ask them.
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Posted: Wed Jun 02, 2010 7:21 pm
[Alice :: Port Royal :: Flying Dutchman's Captain's Quarters]
The animator stayed silent, slowly turning her eyes from Ajora's to her own skin. It was paler than the musician's skin, Alice knew her hair was far darker and that her eyes were much lighter like a roasted chestnut. Despite her "growth" she still maintained the small physical attributes of a child... her childhood. She could be the same height as her, share the same facial structure, the same weight but she couldn't rid herself of the child in her. Years upon years of dark memories shoved upon one another were swelling up with nothing to push them back down.
Alice raised her eyes back up to look at Ajora, who looked like Kyle and her auburn gaze momentarily flickered to Azrael who looked like Joe, lash for lash. No matter what though, if she looked at her reflection, she would still see her. That was just the nature of her existence. Alice breathed out softly and side glanced back to Ajora with a small smile tugging at the edges of her lips. "The flutist has a problem about confronting things, if she can push it away and avoid it... then she will. I am merely her wake up call."
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Posted: Wed Jun 02, 2010 7:40 pm
[Dawn : Dining Car]
Dawn nodded her head slightly at the Captain as he spoke to her about gathering the others. She pursed her lips as she looked at the door she had came through not too long ago. She couldn't imagine what could be holding Kyle, Jenny, James and Louis. She knew she saw Zeba. And she had no clue as to where Joe ran off to. Or anyone else for that matter.
"I think I'll leave it to them to have their own noses bring them here," she said with a crooked grin at Silver, "If they are hungry they'll come running, I am sure. Sides" Dawn sighed and stretched, then winked playfully, "I am too tired and hungry to go on a goose chase if you catch my drift."
Dawn sat down with her drink at one of the tables, at a window seat. She stared out the window as she continued to sip her cream soda. The grin she had wore only a few moments ago, was gone. With a more distant look on her face, Dawn's mind wandered to other thoughts. Somewhere between powerful enemies, her own uselessness, and three lost children.
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Posted: Wed Jun 02, 2010 11:03 pm
[ Ajora ; Celia : Port Royal : Flying Dutchman's Captain's Quarters ]
"Oh ho, interesting, interesting," he responded, rubbing his chin (which, though almost completely unnoticeable in the lack of lighting, had a very light stubble). His mind immediately went to repressed Darkness escaping and taking form. Since obviously, that seemed to be exactly what they were- the darkness of their originals given form. Apparently, the Time Mage couldn't handle the Darkness within all that well.
Definitely interesting.
"Well, I'd say make yourself at home, but really, there's not much to do here," he responded, shrugging lightly before forming a malleable orb of Darkness between his palms, tossing it back forth. "The others are scattered about. We're mostly waiting for the kiddies to get here to set a plan in motion, but that likely won't happen until morning, so you're really just free to do as you please."
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Posted: Thu Jun 03, 2010 12:19 am
[Alice :: Port Royal :: Flying Dutchman's Captain's Quarters]
Alice maintained her level stare with Ajora before he finally conjured an orb composed of darkness and looking as if he was going to play a game of catch with it. She would've watched as he threw it back and forth between his palms but he once again spoke up and addressed her.
Free to do as she pleased? Alice turned her head, her eyes danced across the cabin. She held no particular interest in the ship, it looked as if there would be nothing it could offer in terms of entertainment. It looked like it was well overdue for maintenance... so much so that even the venom her skin secreted would hardly be a dent amongst the deformed walls and floors. She looked distastefully at the surroundings before looking back to Ajora. Whereas the sound of the organ could have grown on her, she would much rather (for the moment) put some distance between her and the tainted seraph's avatar. The animator inclined her head ever so slightly before doing a faint graceful twist of her heel and walking out, leaving a wake of mangled wood behind her.
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Posted: Thu Jun 03, 2010 1:17 am
[ Ajora ; Celia : Port Royal : Flying Dutchman's Captain's Quarters ]With the Empress of Venom's departure, Ajora focused his gaze on the sphere of malice, his eyes narrowing into a glare, almost as if he was infuriated at the strange ball of Darkness. As his emotions intensified, the abominable energy seemed to fluctuate, growing and shrinking, spiking and rounding off. It was then that Ajora revealed a rather demented sneer.
"Oh Az~ I do believe I've figured out how to make these beauties," he announced somewhat sinisterly before lightly tossing the sphere of Darkness in front of him. The mass suddenly expanded, quickly gaining height and muscle mass greater than Ajora and Azrael. The shape was distinctly familiar- an Ultima Demon. Dark gray skin tones, dark purple horns and bracers, demon's tail, monstrous appearance- the works, all over again.
As the demon Unversed stood to its full height, in all its completed glory, Ajora couldn't help but giggle lightly. He'd figured it out. He'd discovered away to make pure Darkness into monsters using nothing but negative emotion. Placing the Ultima Command Seal on this Ultima Demon's forehead, Ajora watched as the demon went through the process of changing its shape to match its 'programed' design. After being enveloped by a dark shroud for a few moments, the demon's veil was lifted, revealing someone as tall and easily as beautiful as Celia herself.
Though her clothes and accessories were identical to Celia's, there were some key differences: she was clothed in a dark maroon instead of sapphire; her hair was more of a strawberry blonde than the dirty blonde of Celia's; her hair was also somewhat straighter, as well as parted to the opposite side; she also wore small, maroon draping ear rings. She did still have the golden bracelets, the golden belt and draped hoops.
"Celia, meet your sister, Lettie," Ajora said, glancing at Lettie with a proud smile before turning to Azrael. "Turns out it's pretty easy. At least, to make their original form. The human forms are a personal touch~."[[In case you're not familiar, here is the Ultima Demon form, and here is the human form, with a headshot.]]
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Posted: Thu Jun 03, 2010 10:28 am
[Maggie, Beatrix & Yuffie > on the way to the Tea Shop]
(hope this is okay?)
Her hollow eyes, glazed and weary, stared at the general by her side. The walk toward to Tea Shop felt exrusiatingly long what with Beatrix hardly being the master conversationalist & Yuffie survaying the road ahead. Maggie always had trouble making conversation with people who looked like they didn't want to talk and she mimiced it for awhile, only, she was getting bored now.
"Excuse me Beatrix, hehe umm.." She giggled sheepishly as Beatrix sharp eye tore its focus from the road to glance at the brawler. Maggie cleared her throat "Even though i was healed, why does my head throb?" she said, adding another awkward giggle to the end. 'Yeah Maggie, cus grevious bodily harm is really funny, right.'
"Your probably suffering from a concusion. Walk it off, some fresh air and you'll be fine." The general said simply and sharply retreating back to her inner sanctum of silance.
"yeah that was quite a bump" Bellowed a voice from a far, the high spirited ninja minced toward the two females, offering her own narration of the story Maggie missed.
" I remember..Alot of noise, blurry images, Jafar summoning some big a** weapon. Then. Boom." Literally, boom, she's never felt such an impact, powerful enough to knock her out in one blow, Maggie needed to be careful next time.
"Can you rememba Cloud risking his hide for you?" Yuffie asked inquisitivly, Maggie meerly shook her head, wide eye'd in disbelief. "No? neither can I, wasn't there, but i heard about it. You should really thank him, he might get grouchy otherwise."
"Growwtchy? huh?" She added. Pondering momentarily.
"ya-huh. His nose sorta wrinkles, kind of cute if see it as a quirk"
"seems like you know alot about him, Yuffie?" She chucked lightly.
"Nah, I've just hung around the stinker for so long it's kinda hard not to pick up these things. Sometimes i fidn it hard to talk to him, his eyes are so-"
"intense?"
"Yeah!"
The conversation seemed to trail off from Cloud, to Leon to Axel and how Yuffie and Beatrix ended up at teh Land of Dragons.
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