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 Posted: Sun Oct 03, 2004 11:40 pm
Zane meeped further and nodded
"Of course sir" And with out a moments hesitation he vanished, but soon his hand returned to reclaim his rubber ducky. and then he was gone
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Posted: Sun Oct 03, 2004 11:41 pm
=+(MusicBox)+= He would stare at the further smeared lipstrick coated mirror. He had the strangest feeling that object was the reason Zane was here in the first place. He would walk to the mirrow, and pluck it off the wall. he had no idea what it said, but slurely someone else could translate it. Tossing the glass object to Mimi, he would take his attention back to the seemingly fearful demon. He too had the feeling he couldn't trust this Zane. "Listen up buddy, I'm going to give you five seconds to get out of here before I slaughter you." -Unfortunately, a nice retreat was something she couldn't avoid. Good thing she had quick reflexes or she'd have one hell of a mess to deal with, no? She held the mirror quizzically, careful to not press it against herself as she normally would've done. Her eyes had spied the smeared mess and peered at it quizzically. Mimi then finished her retreat, only to walk to the nearest couch in the lobby and set the mirror on the surface. Placing a hand on her chin, she took a step back, head tilted a bit.- .... By Bast... what does it say?
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AnqeIicDemise Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Oct 03, 2004 11:43 pm
Kourin slowly walks away, shaking her head. She thinks it's stupid that a ferris wheel is in this place, a place filled with nothing but death and restless ghosts. She then spots the mansion and begins to growl, becoming angry. She had finally found the place she was looking for.
"That place..."
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Posted: Sun Oct 03, 2004 11:44 pm
][Poor Sirus. xd ][
He would give the bar one last look around, making sure Zane had truely vanished. He didn't see any of the demon, and so, he would allow himself to relax and wander out to the lobby where he saw Mimi trying to look at the mirror. Mind you, his guard was still up..
He would give his eyes a tired, irritated rub and he stepped towards the female feleine. "No ideas on what it say, right?"
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Posted: Sun Oct 03, 2004 11:49 pm
"maybe i could be of some assistance" Is what the spirit had planed on saying but.... meh, being only a severed head had its disadvantages, like being used as a play thing by children ghosts, for he was now inbetween the couch cushions. his voice was rather muffled and came out thusly. to avoid any confusion he would wobbly abit thus giving the couch next to the mirror's couch a nice rocking
((mind you xd when i said dullwitted spirit i was almost sure i heard someone call hakan a spirit, so well it still played out humorously and eventful))
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Posted: Sun Oct 03, 2004 11:51 pm
(( Aww.. poor Sirus.. I sowie.))
-Mimi shook her head a bit.- Something Midori and.. -She squinted, bending at the waist as to level her gaze with what was scribbled at the bottom of the mirror-
Its Cynthia... Cynthia wrote this note.
-At that, she shuddered. It was then when she put two and two together... what Glecia had said about the newest bartender dying in her room. The whole time, in her naivette, Mimi had believed Cynthia had simiply quit the JdH and left.- It isnt' good..
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Posted: Sun Oct 03, 2004 11:53 pm
Outcastic ((mind you xd when i said dullwitted spirit i was almost sure i heard someone call hakan a spirit, so well it still played out humorously and eventful)) ][ xd No, there's a spirit inside of Hakan, so to speak. Hakan obsorbed the energy of a dagger said to be able to slaughter any angel with one swipe. However, the power wasn't meant to be taken, but used. And so, the energy, or spirit, inside of the blade was released as soon as Hakan broke it, and make Hakan it's new home. Something like that.][
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Posted: Sun Oct 03, 2004 11:57 pm
AnqeIicDemise -Mimi shook her head a bit.- Something Midori and.. -She squinted, bending at the waist as to level her gaze with what was scribbled at the bottom of the mirror- Its Cynthia... Cynthia wrote this note. -At that, she shuddered. It was then when she put two and two together... what Glecia had said about the newest bartender dying in her room. The whole time, in her naivette, Mimi had believed Cynthia had simiply quit the JdH and left.- It isnt' good.. Cynthia? Cynthia? Who was this?! Hakan was farily new to the place, and unfortunetly didn't know all of the residents. In fact, all he seriously knew were Duellist and Mimi! it was kind of sad, but truthfully.. It didn't matter to Hakan. More importantly, he was more worried about the fact that Mimi said that their situation wasn't any good. And there was a muffled noise! Where was that coming from? That was answered soon enough. Ripping up the couch cushions, he would stare down at a.. Head. "Eh?"
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Posted: Mon Oct 04, 2004 12:03 am
=+(MusicBox)+= Cynthia? Cynthia? Who was this?! Hakan was farily new to the place, and unfortunetly didn't know all of the residents. In fact, all he seriously knew were Duellist and Mimi! it was kind of sad, but truthfully.. It didn't matter to Hakan. More importantly, he was more worried about the fact that Mimi said that their situation wasn't any good. And there was a muffled noise! Where was that coming from? That was answered soon enough. Ripping up the couch cushions, he would stare down at a.. Head. "Eh?" Cynthia.. she worked here...She--She was our bartender. -Mimi said quietly, jumping a bit at the muffled noises. Kyaroru Kusanagi, get a hold of yourself!! Well, at least they were going to get some help right? And didn't the head look familiar? Detective Mimi was on the case, and once more she was able to make another connection.- Weren't you the piano player in Glecia's band?
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Posted: Mon Oct 04, 2004 12:08 am
The head smiled
"Ah, hello! The names James Chaplin, I Supposed I could give you all a hand, oh hohohoh Seems i've lost it!" He let out a deep belly laugh. Quiet a jolly chap he was,
"I'm Glecia's pianist, I might be able to help you read that doll's message, what a tramp she was that cynthia, those skirts above the knee, whoo whaaaaat a looker, i loved being left under the bar"
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Posted: Mon Oct 04, 2004 12:09 am
Kourin growls, and walks off back to the hotel. She smiles lightly, she was happy that she found the place. But she was also worried inside, yet that didn't seem apparent from the look on her face. What could she possibly be worried about? Well, if you knew, it would be a lot of things.
After a moment or two, she finally makes it back to the hotel entrance. The doors open and she steps inside, the smile fading away. She looks over to the front desk, hoping she could find someone to give her a room, for a little while at least.
"No one."
Since no one was there, she just walks behind the desk, not really caring if anyone spots her stealing a room key. She snatches one, one that leads to a rather small room. She stashes it in her jacket for later use, as she makes her way out from behind the front desk.
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Posted: Mon Oct 04, 2004 12:14 am
Outcastic The head smiled "Ah, hello! The names James Chaplin, I Supposed I could give you all a hand, oh hohohoh Seems i've lost it!" He let out a deep belly laugh. Quiet a jolly chap he was, "I'm Glecia's pianist, I might be able to help you read that doll's message, what a tramp she was that cynthia, those skirts above the knee, whoo whaaaaat a looker, i loved being left under the bar" -Mimi simply raised a brow, and fought back the urge to call him a pervert. Instead, she simply shook her head.- Glecia said... Cynthia was.. dead, is she? -She let out another soft sigh, squinting at the writing. Cynthia, Cynthia Cynthia... could you have gotten any more illegible than that?-
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Posted: Mon Oct 04, 2004 12:15 am
Outcastic The head smiled "Ah, hello! The names James Chaplin, I Supposed I could give you all a hand, oh hohohoh Seems i've lost it!" He let out a deep belly laugh. Quiet a jolly chap he was, "I'm Glecia's pianist, I might be able to help you read that doll's message, what a tramp she was that cynthia, those skirts above the knee, whoo whaaaaat a looker, i loved being left under the bar" he would watch the female Kourin, a woman who he would blink at once or twice. How dare she steal the key! ..Oh well, it didn't matter. At least not to Hakan. With he shrug, he took his attention back to Mimi and the perverted head. "Listen up buster, I don't care how good looking this Cynthia person is, I'm more worried about the message!" Indeed, when Hakan got down to business, he got down to business. There was no time for play or jokes! The sooner he got something done, the sooner he could get back to an easy life. "So get translating if you can, and if you can't butt out."
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Posted: Mon Oct 04, 2004 12:20 am
Kourin spots Hakan, watching her. She shrugs, not really caring. Even though it was likely that he didn't care, she didn't even care if he told Midori about this or not. She then looks over to the severed talking head, tilting her head. She had seen many things in her lives, but this... was the first talking head she had seen. It didn't really shock her though; nothing did anymore, except for the flashback last night.
"That's new."
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Posted: Mon Oct 04, 2004 12:25 am
][I'll be back in a bit everyone. My internet connection is running super slow, so I'm going to reconnect to see if that'll fix the problem.][
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