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 Posted: Tue Jun 08, 2010 4:39 pm
[Dawn : Stable Car]
Dawn couldn't help but pout at Sky then looked at Joe, "This chocobo has done nothing but trouble since the moment I came back here earlier with Louis. First grabbing my hair and yanking it. Thankfully Louis was able to get him to let go without the bird pulling out my hair."
Dawn stuck her tongue out at Sky who just glanced at her and continued to eat her chips. Since when did chocobos eat cheetos, she had to wonder.
Before she could do or say anything else, Joe had already grabbed her hand and was pulling her back the direction they came from. She didn't bother to fight this time. It saved her arm from being pulled out if anything.
"You know, could of just stopped at this place first. Would of saved my arm, somewhat."
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Posted: Tue Jun 08, 2010 4:48 pm
[Joe: Sleeping Car]
"Ah, but you see, that would require a sense of logic that I am currently lacking at this point and time. So deal." With a smile, the male spread his arms at the car, presenting it to his new friend.
"This is the sleeping car. Doors lead to a room with two beds and a closet. At each end is a male bathroom and female bathroom, both equipped with showers. Nothing really that spectacular, really. As of right now, I be alone, due to the fact of I like my privacy. Plus the whole gay thing making me not want to make other guys feel awkward." With a shrug, the male grabbed Dawn and dragged her(again) past the rest of the sleeping car, through the dining car, and led her to the Lounge Car.
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AldrickZearse Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Jun 08, 2010 5:00 pm
[Dawn : Being Dragged around by a hyperactive Joe Sleeping Car -> Lounge Car]
"So I see," Dawn grinned slightly, "I'll be sure to remember that."
Dawn glanced into various rooms, wondering which ones were taken or not. As Joe, she'd prefer to have a room of her own. Not for his reasons. She just feared to keep anyone who slept in the same room as her awake with her snoring. Though she had heard she could be heard through the walls... but...
"It would be nice to sleep in a bed for once," she thought out loud. Remembering vividly the past few nights sleeping on the cold hard ground.
Dawn didn't have much of a chance to think about or say much else cause Joe was already dragging her away to the next stop of the tour....
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Posted: Tue Jun 08, 2010 10:34 pm
[Jenny :: Stable Car]
"Pizza does sound incredibly good right now..." Jenny responded, absentmindedly placing her hand on her stomach. What were they all going... eating dessert before an actual meal. If her mom were here, she'd definitely scold her about candy being bad for teeth and being bad for the intestinal tracts ...or something along those lines. Jenny sighed, she wouldn't mind eating all the candy in that bowl before dinner if it meant her mom coming back to scold her. If only things were that simple.
The mage snapped out of her increasingly depressing thought process as Rio shouted something enthusiastically before running off. She mildly recalled Joe and Dawn re-entering as well before leaving, she wasn't off in her world for that long was she? No, not possible. "Right! Pizza, let's go! I'm starving."
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Posted: Tue Jun 08, 2010 11:42 pm
((White Text refers to hallucinations only Cory can perceive.))
[Cory .:. Hook's Ship .:. Deck]
Cory didn't wait for a response from Timmy, instead turning his attention to the ground below. Halloween Town... It seems the time for the Earthlings to be here is up. I wonder where we'll be going next? The Rogue suddenly vanished, reappearing high up in the crow's nest. He looked over the edge at the horizon, grinning as he thought, But I've only gained one ally... And given his current state of control over darkness, he's more likely to end up falling than maintain balance.
A young boy sat on the edge of the nest, kicking his feet over the side. He looked over at the ronin, a grin on his face as he said, "You know, the way you act around the other Earthlings is only going to push them away. I was much better at deceiving them."
Cory sighed and said, "Well, pushing people away is one of my greatest skills. If you're good at something... Do it, right?" The ronin lifted his right hand, the blue and black fire of the Indomitable Will smothering it. The fire began to warp and bend as it condensed itself into a ball of energy, prompting a grin from the rogue. He fired the Indomitable Firaga into the distance, somehow greatly amused at such a simply magic.
The young boy sighed and shook his head. "You have absolutely no tact. How do you intend to recruit more for your cause when all you know how to do is make enemies?"
The rogue looked up and thought for a moment before smiling. "Who cares? If it comes down to it, I'll have Timmy do the recruiting. Besides, what good is an ally if they have enough doubt in their mind to let something like a lack of tact obscure the condition of their alignment? I want people who are certain of what they want. Warriors who, without a doubt, want to stay in this world of magic." Cory fired off another spell into the distance before adding, "That, and I really don't know how to not be like this."
The young boy tilted his head to the side, halfway frowning as he said, "I'm perfectly capable of it. Why aren't you?"
"..." Cory stared off into the distance, seemingly in a trance before summoning the Revblade. "You're starting to get on my nerves, kid. There's no reason to ask questions like that." The blue and black fire quickly spread over the blade, bringing with it the chill and dread that often accompanied Cory's signature flames.
The boy smiled at Cory's threat, holding his hands up in defeat as he said, "Fine, fine! I see how it is, tough guy. Regardless... You aren't going to make any friends like that. You have a hard time even making friends with figments of your imagination."
The Revblade vanished in a small burst of blue and black fire, followed by Cory's manic chuckle. "Yeah, I know, right? What kind of kid has imaginary friends that fake being sick so they don't have to hang out with him?"
"... Did Fred tell you he was sick?..."
"Yeah. He called me on the phone."
"You don't have a phone."
"I know."
The young boy sighed and got up to his feet before slowly starting to fade away. "You know, Cory... The first chance I get, I'm ditching you again. Your way of doing things doesn't work, and you have no one but yourself to blame for it." The young boy finished fading away, letting out a small chuckle of his own.
"You ****." Cory sighed before bursting back down to the deck and making his way inside, not even bothering to allow a response from Timmy.
[Private Quarters]
Cory jumped on the bed in his room, laying down and staring up at the ceiling. It's... too warm... The blue and black fire built up around Cory, cooling him off as he gave another one of his manic chuckles. He wasn't even sure why he was laughing anymore, he just felt like laughing.
Do you hate them?
"I hate them all so much... Why won't they just leave things as they are? Why are they trying to force me to deal with this without magic?" The blue and black fire spread out from his body, replacing the orange flames in the oil lamps around his room with the dark fire. The room filled with a dull, azure glow as Cory's breath quickly became visible. Even Zeba works against you. "... Even Zeba, huh?..."
~"Cory, who are you speaking to? I don't feel anyone here, and I didn't feel anyone in the crow's nest, either..."
The rogue sighed and said, "It's just hallucinations... Sometimes I forget you're there, too."
~"I prefer to stay silent most of the time. A bodyguard's duty is to protect, not to speak."
No more words were exchanged in that room. Even the voices on Cory's head came to a halt as the rogue drifted into a restless slumber, where his nightmares would plague him again. Next to the bed on a chair appeared the figure of a man wearing a straw hat, garbed in traditional Japanese clothing with a wakizashi leaning against the chair. A bodyguard's duty is to protect, and the bodyguard would do so until his host would awaken.
~You've had a rough past few days, Cory... Have you even had a chance to stop and sleep?
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Posted: Wed Jun 09, 2010 12:53 pm
[ Silver : Dining Car ]
"Well, lassie, m'not too sure. I'm waitin' for people to tell me what they want ohn it!" Silver responded, grinning as he finished up the first pizza's preparations- it was plain cheese, just in case people didn't like toppings. "Got any opinions?"
[ Kyle : Stable Car -> Dining Car (w/Silver) ]
"Well, then ONWARD!" Kyle said with a grin, taking Jenny by the arm like a gentleman might (though he was obviously acting hyper) and walking out of the Stable Car, through the Sleeping Car, and into the Dining Car, where Silver was diligently working on the pizzas already. James and Louis were sitting separately, James talking into the charm and Louis contemplating. Immediately, Kyle went over to Silver.
"I take it someone already told you my plan for pizza?" he asked with a grin, looking over the ingredients.
"Aye, Dawn said sumthin about you kids wantin' pizza. Figured oi'd get a head start!" he said with a reassuring smile, throwing putting one pizza into the magical oven already- it was a plain cheese pizza, just in case. There were still two more to be made. "Got any pref'rences?"
"I'm a meat-lover's kinda guy, but I'll try anything once," Kyle responded, patting Silver on the back before moving away, giving Jenny a chance to voice her opinion. "Jenny here, though, I can't speak for."
With that, he motioned over toward James' table, signaling to come on over when Jenny was done, and then he went to sit down across from the gunner, a questioning look in his eyes.
"Who you talkin' to?" he asked, curiosity getting the better of him.
"Well, missy, what'll it be?" Silver asked, glancing over to Jenny with a big grin.
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Posted: Wed Jun 09, 2010 1:02 pm
[ Zexion ; Kuja : Lounge Car ]
As Joe led Dawn into the Lounge Car, the two wind-elementals would have seen quite a few of the 'canons' just hanging around. Auron was sitting in the corner, Jack Sparrow was passed out in one of the booths, Prote was pensively staring out the window, and Zexion and Kuja were playing a game of Chess. Well, at least the game was sitting their between them. Zexion was reading a book, apparently waiting for Kuja's next move, while the Genome was staring at his nails, an obviously bored look on his face.
"You're aware it's your move, correct?"
"Yes, I know," Kuja responded, his tone of voice revealing just how little he cared about the fact. "I'll get to it in a moment."
"I only suggested we play this because you were bored and wanted a distraction," the Nobody responded, flipping a page with an apathetic look on his features.
"Well, sure, I couldn't bare to think about all of this depression, but you could have picked a more entertaining game," Kuja countered with a melodramatic sigh, leaning on elbow and picking up one of the pieces he'd captured, twirling it in his fingers.
Zexion raised an eyebrow above the edge of his book at Kuja for a moment before wordlessly tapping the table; suddenly, the board was joined by two more hovering boards, each a few inches above the previous one.
"Hmm... A minute improvement."
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Posted: Wed Jun 09, 2010 1:46 pm
{James : Train : Dining Car}
Despite his giving up on his attempts to communicate with Noelle, he was still clutching onto the cord that attached the small crystal to his wrist. Guilty of pretty much the same thing he had accused Dawn of, not paying attention on what was right in front of him as Kyle sat down across from him. He hadn't even noticed until Kyle spoke to him snapping him out of his reverie with a slight start though he tried his best not to make it apparent as he turned his attention to the swallow wielder.
"Oh! I was trying to get in contact with Noelle. But I wasn't able to get any answer back for some reason. Now I am even more worried about her."
Seeing the holy dragoon knight so soon after their battle again brought the conclusion of the fight back to the corsair's thoughts... and the strange purple that appeared in Kyle's normally brown eyes. Looking at them closely now, he could see that their eye color was similar. Hazel with a bit of a different mix of color.
"By the way Kyle, what was up with your eyes at the end of our training? They became purple as you were looking down at Dawn."
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AldrickZearse Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Jun 09, 2010 2:50 pm
[Joe: Lounge Car]
The male waves as he raced by everyone in the Dining car, and then they showed up in the lounge car.
"Okay, so here's the Lounge car. Pretty much just a bunch of chairs. The joys of chairs...think of it like the bus or train section of the actual train. And...apparently the hang out for most of the non-earthlings?"
Looking at Zex and Kuja, the male cocked his head slightly to the side. Interesting. 3-D chess? Bah, over his head. He was only okay at chess, anyway.
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Posted: Wed Jun 09, 2010 3:04 pm
[Dawn : Lounge Car]
Dawn was dragged into the room and her eyes scanned the room. Nothing much seemed to be in this car. But there was a lot more people. She couldn't help but tilt her head, much like Joe did, at the chess match between Zexion and Kuja. She wasn't much for chess herself, heck she didn't even know how to really play. Not as if anyone never try to teach her, they tried several times. But it all just went over her head. Though she'd have to admit she was quite the card shark. She loved playing different card games. Rummy and Spades were a couple of them she was pretty good at.
The tessen wielder wandered over towards the two of them, and poked one of the floating boards, to see if it would move or something. Then poked the other for good measure. She then glanced at the game itself.
"So Zexion, kicking Kuja's girly butt or what?" she asked playfully.
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Je suis a toi Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Jun 09, 2010 9:35 pm
((Pooooosting! Yay! I'm a bit rusty though, so nobody stomp me >_O))
[Lounge Car ~ Train]
Jack had been awake ever since everyone returned to the train. He remained in his stall, appearing to be in a drunken slumber with his hat over his face. He wasn't highly interested in what was going on; none of it had anything to do with him and he would get nothing from it. There was no need to be concerned. His conscience seemed to whisper at him slightly: they've lost the short healer, are you not sad? He waited a moment to reply, curious as to how his conscience could be bothering him--he thought he shot that thing with the first royal guard that ever tried to arrest him. The pirate shortly told himself, Of course not, men are lost at sea all the time. Though, it is a misfortune, losing your organs is not very pleasant. His mind trailed to a mishap during a docking in the South Americas. The natives were none too friendly . . .
The pirate captain removed his hat from his face and looked out of his stall. The creepy ghostie they called Prote was sitting in a chair opposite the stall, staring out a window. There was nothing natural about him, and ghosts always seemed to give him the willies. When Jack sat up, the empty rum bottle on his chest rolled off and clunked on the floor. Jack glanced to the side to see that Prote hadn't so much as turned his head towards the disturbance. With a shrug, he picked up the bottle and shook it. Empty.
I'm not drunk. Noooo, getting drunk is for lightweights . . . and pirates. Hmm, imagine that.
When he stood, Jack staggered a bit but it wasn't anything out of the ordinary. He sauntered through the lounge car, walking around Dawn and Joe and glancing briefly at Zexion, "Morning, Sir," and Kuja with a smirk, "Milady," before heading towards the exit.
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Posted: Wed Jun 09, 2010 11:27 pm
[ Zexion ; Kuja : Lounge Car ]
"I might be at some point in the future... if we could make it past the third round," Zexion remarked dryly, once more flipping a page in the book he was reading as he awaited Kuja's move. The tome in his hands was dated, and the papers old and yellowed; the title on the cover was illegible.
"Well, now that you've made it worth my while, I might pay more attention!" Kuja responded tauntingly, taking a piece from the middle board and moving it forward two spaces. "I can't be bothered with the more boring tasks, everyone knows this."
As Jack stood up, both Zexion and Kuja raised an eyebrow, though Kuja's was obviously more out of frustration. He huffed and ignored the comment, deciding instead to glare out the window next to him.
"... he does realize the night''s just fallen, yes?" Zexion questioned, holding the book away from him in one hand while making his move- taking a piece from the third tier and moving it in an L-fashion.
"As if the drunkard can even tell time," Kuja retorted, rolling his eyes before once more glancing at his nails.
"... it's your turn."
"I'm aware."
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Posted: Thu Jun 10, 2010 12:06 am
[Jenny :: Dining Car]
"Meat lovers actually sounds really good right now," Jenny responded, placing her index finger on her chin as if in thought. It did sound good, the only thing she would add would be pineapples, but she always did that after she got her slices anyways. It would probably be weird to others to eat sweet pineapple on top of a salty food, but it worked with her. Jalapenos too. Jenny bowed slightly with a smile to the cyborg, "thanks Silver!"
So James was trying to communicate with Noelle, Jenny lifted her own bracelet and stared at the trinket. Why did Noelle race in like that? Didn't she know everyone was going to be worried sick? Jenny sighed, Noelle was strong. She had to come back... or else... no, there was no "or else".
She snapped her attention back to the conversation at hand, she was rather curious too. The flash of purple was unmistakable, it couldn't even be accomplished by the lighting.
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Posted: Thu Jun 10, 2010 12:20 am
[ Kyle : Dining Car (w/Silver) ]
Kyle nodded briefly to James when he talked about trying to contact Noelle. "Yeah, that was one of the first things I tried before I went into the Training Room. It's like the charms couldn't even go through, or something..."
Maybe she's somewhere they can't reach...? Or maybe something's interfering...
"Purple?" Kyle responded incredulously, raising one eyebrow dramatically, looking at James as though he was crazy. But then, they were in this strange universe. Almost immediately, he glanced into the window beside him; because of the darkness outside and the lighting within, the window made for a good mirror. Using his thumbs and index fingers, he grabbed his eyelids and forced them apart to get a better view at his eyes.
Nope. Definitely brown.
"Uh... hmm," he muttered, letting go and turning to face them with a contemplative look. Cocking one elbow up onto the table, the Holy Dragoon leaned his head against his fist in thought. "The only thing I can think of is Ultima. Her eyes are purple, and since I have to channel magic from her... huh. That's something I've never contemplated."
Kyle's eyes narrowed as he finished, staring off into the corner toward whatever happened to be there at the time, obviously in thought. They did have to channel their magic from their summons, he just didn't realize that he and Ultima were that close. Or did that even play a part in it? What was interesting, however, was that it physically manifested. Which made him wonder...
Theoretically...
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Posted: Thu Jun 10, 2010 10:19 am
[Dawn : Lounge Car]
Dawn couldn't help but laugh at Jack as he walked by.
"Morning, Captain," she said still snickering before she turned her attention back to the game.
Dawn soon started to lean over on Kuja's side of the board. She tilted her head back and forth as if she was thinking. She placed the finger of her right hand on her lips, with a 'hmmm'.
"Why don't you just take that one," she poked the horse on the right, she believed it was called the knight, "and move it there." Dawn pointed to a space ahead of it by four squares.
~'What are you doing? Trying to piss him off.'~
'Maybe...'
~'You are a hopeless child...'~
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