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 Posted: Wed Apr 26, 2006 8:14 am
Jeshia Jeshia nodded slowly to Gatz's first rhetorical question, though on his request, Jeshia's eyes turned cold. She shook her head, causing her short hair to flip wildly. "I'm sorry... I couldn't. Loki and I are not on good terms. He's sort of my grandfather..." ((hmm, and I study religions. I combine them for a completely different story that sounds familiar to people who know of the myths and legend ^.^)) "That, and he's stuck with the whole 'imprisioned with snake venom dripping onto his face' thing," Gatz said with a shrug. He looked Jeshia up and down again. "Grandfather, eh..? Your lack of fur or scales sort of narrows down my guesses at your parentage, but doesn't exaclty make it anymore appealling..." he said with a grimace. He turned to Aonice. "Sure, a drink sounds good. I'll get them, so what do you two want..?"
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Posted: Wed Apr 26, 2006 8:36 am
Aonice smirked, "Allright, we'll just sit out here and enjoy the night then" She nodded, "Oh, and i'll just have a sprite" She smirked, of course, Never one to drink something alcholic, Then she turned to Jeshia as she waited a response..
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Posted: Wed Apr 26, 2006 9:35 am
Vincent raising his hand to h is chest and crossing them as he softly heh to himself. Knowing full well that he didn't want a partner in his quest for revenge, even if he did he knew old friends was just a call away, But this was his quest and no one else's. Looking at squall with heavy eyes thinking to himself.
'That look. . . I know it from somewhere. . .'
The words of the solider snapping him out of his thoughts. He narrows his eyes once more and nods and raising his head from his collar.
". . . Vincent. . . "
Looking over at the window, that squall was turn his head to seeing all that was going on inside and as he looks back at squall then turns around to face the night sky. The never ending darkness of the night just like Vincent's quest. . . never ending, his sins will never be pay back not to him. He began to speak in a low tone.
" What do you know about the group?. . . *
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Posted: Wed Apr 26, 2006 10:48 am
Look? What look? No matter-
Turning his head away from the window, shoulders giving a slight shurg.
"...."
There wasn't much to think of -them-. He knew all to clearly whom he ment. They seemed far to interested in booze, and breasts. The women over sensetive about their looks and men who would rather have a stiffy all day then really -do- anything.
Missions seemed far to complex for people such as -them-. What was coming to the island was far out of their reach and drunken 'ninja' skills.
After a long moment of silence, eye lids closed to freeze over his reply.
"- What about them ? This isn't their mission..It's a mission for a solider. "
Might as well leave the booze guzzling and over made-up women to their pretend fantsay world.
"- If you mean the D. Org., Then- I know one of their locations. They don't give mercy. Best to strike them now. ''
Tone was just as low, keeping arms cross over his chest and head lowered lightly. Allowing shadows to dance over his features.
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Posted: Wed Apr 26, 2006 2:33 pm
Dark-oneechan Kage Tsukuyomi Tsuin winced slightly as he noticed the magical aura growing around her hands. He frantically though about what it was that might have bothered her. Suddenly he remembered she said she didn't know what comely meant. s**t....I think I might have flustered her or something....better act fast...
'Um, Kasuma...comely simply means, beautiful, attractive...it was a compliment. Sorry, I'll have to better phrase my words next time...' He said, as he scratched his head; his face flushed red from embarassment.  The mystically charged neko glared for a moment longer before her face softened. The energy sparks fades from her hands. "Oh, it was a compliment..... I'm sorry I got angry. I thought you meant I looked like adumpy farm wife." Kasuma stared at her feet in embarrasment. Her cheeks flushed red. He said, smiling as he pat her on the head. Tsuin couldn't help but admit that he was half tempted to rub her cat ears...there were so cute looking. She's so adorable...cuddling with ehr would be heaven. He thought, as he took aone last sip of his martini. "So Kasuma...want to go for a walk or something? Or would you prefer a back massage?" It was both random curiousity and offering cute women back massages was something he liked doing. Soothing someone of their physical pain was like a gift from him...at least his half of his mind thinks that...
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Posted: Thu Apr 27, 2006 5:25 am
**Marian was taking a walk enjoying the beatiful starlit night. strolling down the street she spotted a very cute looking sign she hadn't seen before**
Catty Cafe. **she read** Hmm...I haven't been here before. I think I'll take a look^^. **so she walked up the stairs and entered the cafe. A wonderful sent struck her nose** "sniff sniff" mmm what a lovely smell^^ **she looked over to one of the seats and saw her friend Aonice talking with some people Marian didn't know. she raised her hand and waved at her** HEY! Aonice!!!^^
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Posted: Thu Apr 27, 2006 12:21 pm
She sighed, her gaze dropping to the ground. She nervously held onto her left arm as Gatz spoke.
"I am... I'm Her daughter, though she'll never mention me as such. She didn't even bear me as hers... it-it's complicated. And Loki has become quite spiteful since the realization that Ragnarok isn't 'right around the corner.' As for something to drink... I'm not to familiar with the drinks here, so anything that's good, please."
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Posted: Thu Apr 27, 2006 1:42 pm
It was dark out but he still walked towards the door. He was battered, blodied, and bruised all over. What had happened to him earlier? Even he was not too sure what had happened other than blacking out suddenly in the Caverns. His walk was staggered and his back seemed as though he was carrying the world upon his shoulders, or at least giving Yumi a piggyback ride, with his legs bent and his right arm cradling his mutilated left. Then the door appeared before his red-soaked eyes. The door where he knew he could become better again inside. His slender right arm lifted weakly to the door, his furry paw scratching against it in hoped of garnering attention, and called out.
Meow?
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Posted: Thu Apr 27, 2006 2:17 pm
**Marian ho had just entered the the cafe was closest to the door. She heard the scratching and turned around quickly as the familiar meowing struck her ears.** what? Silver? **she opened the door and let put a gasp as she saw the bloodstained neko** Silver!? what have you....??**she kneeled down infront of him just before he fell into her arms** Oh my god he's badly wounded!
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Posted: Thu Apr 27, 2006 3:04 pm
Aonice heard the yelling from inside, hopping away from the two, but not without giving them a polite brb with her index finger. She Darted inside, and down stairs, seeing Marion and Silver.. "Oh Gawd! What the hell happened?!" She asked as she came up, whipping off her ninja pack. She pulled out her guazz and some alchohal, then stained a bit of the sheet, folded it into a pad, and began to attend to the poor boy's arm, "This is gonna sting.. Alot" She said slowly, not exactly one to lie about something like that..
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Posted: Thu Apr 27, 2006 4:03 pm
Jeshia She sighed, her gaze dropping to the ground. She nervously held onto her left arm as Gatz spoke. "I am... I'm Her daughter, though she'll never mention me as such. She didn't even bear me as hers... it-it's complicated. And Loki has become quite spiteful since the realization that Ragnarok isn't 'right around the corner.' As for something to drink... I'm not to familiar with the drinks here, so anything that's good, please." "Yeah, I've kind of been putting that off, but it's still on my 'to-do' list for now," he told her with a smile. The ambigeuity of his statement was most likely deliberate--though with Gatz, it was always hard to tell. "I've tried explaining to the idiot that the 'end of the world' happens at the end of the world, but he doesn't seem to like that argument. He is a bit of an impatient hot-head, after all," he said with a chuckle. "Right, drinks..." he said, walking back to the bar. As he passed Squall, he tapped him on the shoulder to get his attention. "Hi there. There's something I wanted to bring up," he said politely. "I just wanted to let you know you really ought to be more discret about your equipment. Back at security I've been picking up new wireless signals for the past few days. Now, take a guess who's always on the video feed near the signal's point of origin, right around the same time a each new signal pops up...?" He seemed to break off the conversation as he went to fill a tray with drinks from the bar: a lemonade for him, a sprite for Aonice, and a large flagon of spiced-up grape juice for Jeshia, which was supposed to tatse something like "spiced wine," an old European drink. ((It's mostly grape juice with honey and a dash of cinnimon in it--it's actually pretty good.)) Gatz looked back at the angsting man as he passed by again on his way back. "You know, you could have just asked for access to the security feeds we already have in place, if it was something important..." he pointed out him. Then he continued walking back to his table and set the tray of drinks down. At that point, he turned to see what Aonice was yelling about... "Uh-oh, looks like we have another problem..."
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Posted: Thu Apr 27, 2006 7:15 pm
Leon lay back in the comfortable chair and yawned. " so bored.. why does no one ever talk to me," he said with a sigh, and closed his eyes.
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Posted: Thu Apr 27, 2006 9:51 pm
((*sips cherry soda*...Yum...cherry..))
Glancing at gatz he simply looked away.
" Whatever.."
He got the information he wanted, he didnt really try to be secretive about it. But he figured that Gatz was simply trying to improve his small ego around the female. ' It must be really lonely being him ' He thought quietly to himself.
Gatz must have thought he was trying to be secretive but..He wasn't. If they saw him do things or not, he really didn't care. It seemed Gatz spent most of his time drinking then doing anything to begin with.
Looking back towards Vincent, he awaited the strangers next move.
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Posted: Fri Apr 28, 2006 6:46 am
(( wink Actually, he spends most of his time girl chasing and watching H. blaugh He doesn't drink at all--mostly because he's a total lightweight. xd ))
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