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 Posted: Wed Oct 03, 2007 4:22 pm
It was an obnoxiously sunny late-noon time of day, somewhat hot, but not hot enough to validly complain about. Soloman drove his shiny red convertable up to Cherryville for the express purpose of 'hanging out' with his royal highness, Alistair, making sure to bring a gray and pink haired little winged brat dubbed Noire with him.
Standing on Soloman's feet, the tall skinny mohawked black man swung around with the little girl, both singing at the top of their lungs;
"BECAUUUUUSE WHEN THE SUN SHINES WE SHINE TOGETHER, TOLD YOU I'll BE HERE FOREVER, SAID I'll ALWAYS BE YOUR FRIEND, TOOK AN OATH IM'A STICK IT OUT TO THE END - NOW THAT IT'S RAINING MORE THAN EVER, KNOW THAT WE'LL STILL HAVE EACH OTHER -"
"SHUT UPPPPPPPP!" Alistair roared, nerves poping up all over his face. The usually sickeningly handsomely evil man was quite ... not, now. Red in the face, nerves only anatomy students knew existed peeking their way through, hair haphazard and disorganized to match his outfit - he had had enough.
"Leave, "Soloman," LEAVE before I find some little hillbilly shot gun and blast your-"
"Alistair!" Said another character, rushing into the small office the lot was stationed in. "Another one! A little girl - I believe it's 0015, and she's.." The deaf woman glanced over at Soloman, cocking her head curiously and their mouths singing and dancing. Cute, she thought. Of course, she couldn't hear them.
Standing up, Alistair walked over to another computer and set Kelthi's transmitter to turn red for her guardian to know it was time to come. "Go collect the child, Talula." Alistair commanded, and thus, Talula took off.
Arriving at the wreckage quickly, Talula went to seek out this little girl, offering her a quick change of clothes to what she was born in. Telling her she'd be just outside, she waited out in the forest outside the wreckage for the girl to come out. It was best to let them take their first few steps on their own, Talula had discovered.
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Posted: Wed Oct 03, 2007 4:43 pm
Kelthi felt like her legs wouldn't cooperate, but the woman had left her to do this on her own. Frowning a little, she started to rise on wobbly legs to follow her outside and wait. What they were waiting for was only her guess, but theywere going to wait.
Rudy Balther had been in the process of fixing up a very prettycar when the transmitter had gone red, and he hadn't noticed at first. When he turned to collect a wrench, he spotted it, and swore. "Great." He growled, picking hte transmitter up and starting out. "I haven't even touched it and I broke it." He took off to go to the Cherryville compound to see if it could be fixed, hoping it would be.
It was roughly a ten minute drive from his place of employment, Wray's Wreckage, to the Compound, and he got there in five. He parked outside the compound, and looked around, frowning a little. He headed inside to see what, if anything, was wrong with his transmitter. He walked to the small office, and froze when he heard music.
"What ********?" He blinked, and walked to the door uneasily, knocking on it. "... 'Lo?"
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