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 Posted: Thu Jan 14, 2016 11:13 pm
Meliadoul Tingille   The young knight merely shrugged and held her hands out in a questioning gesture. Then with a sigh, the brunette held out her hand to Vashear, "I guess neither of us have any clue where we are. My name is Meliadoul Tingelle, Knight Templar of the Church of Glabados... Which no one in this world seems to have any clue about... Judging from your raiment, I'm guessing that you've traveled here from Wutai. I've traveled from that direction to here.... where ever 'here' is." 
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Posted: Fri Jan 15, 2016 12:46 am
Vashear sighed reaching out to shake her hand, as seemed to be a custom among the people of this world. "Dose our location truly matter? we both know were lost, even if we knew where this was, would it help us get to where we're trying to go or leave us just as lost as we were?" he said, "I'm Vashear Lightsong, Hallandren city of color, center of commerce, and capital of T’Telir, I'm an awakener who has reached the tenth hightning, though no one has any idea of where, or what those places are from hear." he shook his head and sighed. "So no i came from midgar, a strange city where the air smells of ash and filled with strange mechanisms at every turn, Though that was a few months ago, and a trip across a large body of water that i'd safely assume to be an ocean, though if this garb looks like it's from Wutai i may be heading in the right direction." he thought of what she had said, and thought a moment... "By night templar, that means you serve under a divine force, i don't suppose it's the god king, or possibly Astra is it?"
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Posted: Tue Jan 19, 2016 1:49 pm
Meliadoul Tingille Meliadoul shook her head as she answered her fellow traveler, "Nay, it is not. I served the Glabados Church.... I guess we are both complete foreigners to this strange world. And what you have spoken of this 'Midgar' reminds me of the machine city of Goug from my world." After giving a long sigh, the knight reflected on her experiences a moment before continuing, "It would seem that I've lost my leader, my companions and my way. And I'm not sure how and in what direction to continue. I do need to acquire some ranged armament though. I had an encounter with a strange green beast that had made me ill, when I fought it with my blade. It was a most unpleasant experience, I assure you. Also.. Have you found a suitable inn? I believe food and rest are in order, and it does help that my gilders do seem to be accepted in this land."
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Posted: Wed Jan 20, 2016 2:00 pm
Vasher sighed. "I see, tis strange though, you from one world, me from another, and all these people from this one, how is it that we all speak the same language, with most every word having the same meaning?" he thought aloud. a momentarily disgusted look crossed his face as a voice spoke inside his head. "One can never lose there way, one can forget there path from time to time but it'll always return to them in time, though for us it may take more time then we could hope for." again he clacked his blade against the side of the bench trying to keep from arguing with the vile thing while in public. "A strange green creature you say? well all the creatures of this world do seem to be worse then any nightmare a god would have. though i do remember three young women telling me of some strange orbs that allow someone to call forth the elements at the wave of ones hand, perhaps those would be something to use, they made them sound common enough as well. " The over all idea of that seemed to be a good ranged weapon in his eyes, though the overall idea was something beyond his ability to understand. "Actually i been staying away from inns for some time, the people aren't like most so i tend to stay more secluded, haven't found it hard to pitch a tent and get an animal hide to keep from having to rely on another source for a temporary place to stay."
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Posted: Wed Jan 20, 2016 8:01 pm
Meliadoul Tingille Meliadoul half laughed, "Hmph. You almost sound like Masakasu.... I take it that the reception from the villagers is positively glacial? (sigh) Tell you what... Let us at least go have a meal... or just buy some food, if the villagers give us too much grief. After we eat, I'll see if I can purchase one of those... guns that I've seen a few here wield."The green-clad knight glances at a few of the locals looking their way, before continuing, "And we can exchange stories and maybe between the two of us, we can figure this world out. What do you say?"
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Posted: Thu Jan 21, 2016 8:49 pm
Vasher shook his head, "Tis the same reaction i expect from people when I visit another country, for they follow Astra, where as I.. follow the god king." he paused a moment as if to think, he looked around at the people in the town. "If that is your wish, then so be it." he clicked his sword against the ground again. "Wouldn't that kind of weapon be a bit... large for someone who travels?" he asked thinking back to all the ones that were fired at him from shinra
"I can't exactly say no to a another person in the same ship as me now could I? he stood up though his face changed expression for only a moment to something of disgust as he strapped his blade to his side
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Posted: Tue Feb 09, 2016 3:11 am
Meliadoul Tingille Meliadoul got up and followed her new traveling companion to an inn, and immediately set to the task of acquiring a table. When a server approaches, the Templar listens to what is offered for lunch and makes a decision, "I shall order your 'lamb chop'. I do like mutton. And that comes with a baked potato and 'baby carrots?" For a moment, and odd image crossed Meliadoul's mind. "Yes Ma'am. Do you know what you wish to drink?" "Honey mead. And please get my friend here whatever he wishes to eat. I will be paying the bill."The young woman respectfully turns to Vasher, "And what would you like to order, Sir?"
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Posted: Tue Feb 09, 2016 3:19 pm
Vasher took the seat across from the templar, listening to the choices that his place had to offer some of which sounded so strange to him, though others were things that he knew the name of so it cut down his choices quite a bit. as he awaited his companion's order he sighed, when she was saying she'd pay for the bill it sent a small chill down his back as his blade put a twisted image into his, head he shook the idea free of his mind. "I'll have an order of the clam chowder with the salad side, and a glass of tea," letting his mind drift back into reality once more. he wasn't intending to sound rude to the waitress,
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Posted: Tue Apr 19, 2016 6:46 pm
Meliadoul Tingille At time wears on, Vasher and Meliadoul have an enjoyable meal with each other as company. In the midst of their meal, Meliadoul broached a question, "I know we're both out of sorts in this world, but I do wish to know... What exactly are your plans Vasher? Is there any place in this strange world that ... we might actually feel like we belong? For me, I do not believe that I can ever return home." The Templar breathed a long sigh, meeting gazes with her dining companion again, "I don't even have much of a 'home' to return to. My brother was slain. My father became possessed by a demon lord, and had to be destroyed... Hope you've had it easier than I. I... I have no idea where I go from here, would you mind bearing me as a companion for the foreseeable future? I know I may be placing a huge burden upon you, but... you are literally the only person I seem to know."
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Posted: Tue Apr 19, 2016 9:34 pm
Vasher thought a moment while she asked her questions. "My plans are rather hard to put into words, for the meaning of some of the words seem to be... severally distorted from my world to this, so i'll put it bluntly, I seek more power so that i might be able to protect what it is that was left behind." he stopped a moment to take a drink hoping that the two young princesses could continue to delay the war in his absence. "A place that we could belong, I thought When i came into this world that there was a place, though after i was there for a while my presence seemed to disrupt the flow of things over there, Several young woman stayed there, apparently they had the men out doing something rather important, but all the people i met there were from other worlds as well, just looking for a place that they could belong."
'Ahh yes the brothel,, I'd be more then happy to let you sheath me in any of them, think we could go for another visit, maybe that blue haired one would be willing to play with you again.' Vasher's blade spoke into his mind with a sick sinister laugh. 'you can't tell me you didn't enjoy that as much as I did.'
The look on Vasher's face went ill for a moment at the sick blade's words in his mind tapping it against the ground. shaking the thought free he looked back to her, and slowly his eyes drifted down and to the side as her words sunk to a darker side of her history. he couldn't think of one thing to say, one reason he kept most people at arms length, that and a sick sword. "I couldn't say no to having another companion with me, would make the travel seem to go by faster. Though if we meet up with those ladies i told you about, i'll allow you some time to consider joining them instead, they might be able to help you answer some of your questions far better then i could, they seem like they been here for a rather long time." he tapped his sword against the ground before it had a chance to give another one if it's twisted comments
Skuld HJG ((dam it took forever to get something out, got to get use to rping again, and a new keyboard))
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Posted: Thu Apr 21, 2016 8:09 am
Meliadoul Tingille Meliadoul seemed to almost frown with her eyebrows at the suggestion, but ... Something was off, she wasn't sure exactly what -- but something was wrong. Especially when Vasher appeared ill, "Vasher? Are you not well? Do you require a healer?"
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Posted: Thu Apr 21, 2016 11:36 am
Vasher shook his head, "I'm fine I assure you." after all he has surpassed the 5th awakening, no longer effected by disease or poison, so the idea of needing a healer was absurd in his mind.
'She's right you know, your hearing voices in your head that make you nauseous just at the thought of doing any of them.' Night Blood (his sword) echoed in his head with a sick laugh.
Vasher sighed that blade never gave him a brake. "Your wanting to travel along with me, and I'm sure i'd have more burdens then you think you'd be laying on me."
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Brave Restoration King Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Mar 06, 2024 1:51 am
"Whew... enough've a pain in the a** to get that ship here from that frozen shithole, but repairing it's a b***h." Cid Highwind mildly complained as he wiped the sweat from his brow, relieved he was finally returning home. After a long day trying to fix those what those idiots did to his ship, some homecooked food was exactly what he needed! "Last time I let those numbskulls take my ship without me bein' there!" Clearly no one knew how to respect his work!
Pushing his door open, a soft smile spread across the man's face as the pleasant smell hit his nose. "Damn, Shera--your cookin' smells better every..." He froze in his doorway after opening the door. What he saw was something he'd prefer never to have considered worrying about--Shera was seated in a chair, eyes wide, and a pistol trained directly at her skull by a man in a suit.
"Mr. Highwind. Pleasure to see you again." Tseng said in a cordial tone which certainly didn't fit the scene.
"...The hell do you think you're doin' in here?!" He took a step forward, but the cocking of guns behind him alerted him that infantrymen were also flanking him. "The hell'd you do to Shera?!"
"A simple paralytic neurotoxin. It's quite potent but not permanent... as long as you cooperate." He turned his gaze fully at the man. "Of course, if you don't, permanent paralysis may be the least of her worries."
"...b*****d. You really stoopin' that low?" One of the infantrymen grabbed him aggressively, quickly joined by the other. "Hey! Keep your damn hands off me--let go!" He could easily fight these chumps off, but he didn't want to test if Tseng was bluffing. Being that he was a Turk, he wouldn't put anything past him.
As Cid was forced to the ground and put in handcuffs, Tseng lowered his pistol. "Glad we could come to an understanding." Holstering his gun, he turned away. "Tseng here. Package is ours, and we're on our way."
"Well, good for you, bossman." A lax voice was the one that answered, of the several on this frequency. "Don't even know why you sent me with this psychopath, he's taking care of everything himself. Me and the military boys're just set dressing."
"Keep him reined in. Focus on your target."
A sigh preceded the response. "If he cuts my head off before the end of this, you'd better say something at my funeral."
"I'm sure you'll manage." He turned to the infantrymen. "Load him into the chopper."
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