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 Posted: Sun Dec 22, 2013 1:57 pm
Zia was a good creeper, and sometimes it just came naturally. Now that she was back on the prowl and not confined to her apartment, she had a lot of creeping to catch up on, but for some reason thought to hang around the diner.
Check on Noah, see if he planned to patrol, usually naggy stuff.
"Hm..." The windows were dark. Which was unusual. Noah usually worked late into the night and after she stopped to shoot him a quick text, he wrote back he was sick. Which means he wasn't actually there. Wasted trip.
Well almost. Her creeping in the area seemed to dredge up something else besides the earth squire that frequented the area, and when she saw the strangely dressed man, she obviously approached. Even her encounter with Wolfy didn't seem to deter her blatant disregard for the dangers of the Negaverse.
"Hello! Agent of Chaos or lost on your way to a Christmas play?"
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Posted: Sun Dec 22, 2013 2:05 pm
Noah had been sick and Nicolae had just finished the night’s dishes and decided to take the quick way home which involved powering up and possibly teleporting. Sure he was tired enough from work, but it was just so much easier to use the energy to get somewhere rather than walk and waste all of that wonderful sleeping time.
What he hadn’t counted on was someone coming up behind him and talking to him, and he really hadn’t counted on it being Zia.
She was a pretty girl, he had to admit, and when she was in the diner, he often found himself watching her just because, but did his very best not to ever let Noah see or. Well, he’d be out of a job, and most likely more than that. He slowly looked at the girl and gave a smile. “A Christmas play? No, no. Just on my way home. And what about you? Are you lost on your way to a Christmas play?”
He paused. “Where did you ever come up with that line anyway?” The male paused again. “Oh. Or. I missed the or. Yeah. I’m an agent of chaos. And what of it?”
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Posted: Sun Dec 22, 2013 2:18 pm
Brow raised and eyes bright, Zia was pathetically oblivious to the entire scenario she'd accidentally created. She didn't recognize this Nega, and even if she did, Nicolae was practically background noise or a prop when she came around to turn Noah's hair gray or antagonize Marco.
"Just making sure!" She announced before she held up her phone to snap a picture. "Sometimes people dress weird, especially during holidays and a random becostumed human is going to mess up my data."
One hand tightened on the device like she was anticipating some sort of physical retribution or theft, but the other reached out to him with a warm grin. "I'm Zia, who are you?"
She decided it was probably best not to elaborate on why she was there. There were a lot of little details that could be bad if put together, like how the man she had originally come to see was related to her, and was also the squire that frequented the area on patrols.
"Is it like, a Negaverse requirement that all blondes must have fabulous hair styles?"
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Posted: Mon Dec 23, 2013 5:44 am
Mariposite blinked, very, very confused with just what was going on here? Did Zia like nega agents or something? Why wasn’t she ever this into him when he was working? His hair was just as fabulous…
“I’m uh. I’m Mariposite?” He took her hand and gave it a firm shake then reached up and touched his rather quite long blonde hair. “Yeah. I think it’s in our contract, to be honest. We’re not allowed to cut our hair or we lose the magical healing properties that are held within it. Clearly.”
And clearly he had watched Tangled recently. But hey. It was on the television, and that Flynn Rider had a face that made most girls weak in the knees, so Nicolae kind of really enjoyed the movie just because of him.
“So um. Data? What sort of data?” Where was his flirtatious might? Stupid Zia. Girls that approached him, especially when they were girls that he was told from the get go were off limits kind of…well. Threw him off guard. Very far off guard.
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Posted: Mon Dec 23, 2013 6:08 pm
"I know Realgar," Zia said as she tried to text 'Mariposite' into her spreadsheet and battle the foiling nature of autocorrect insisting she meant something else. "I think his hair is it's own species, I loooove it," Though the fact that she reached up to also touch Mariposite's hair muddled who she meant at the end.
He seemed to establish he wasn't going to attempt to kill her on sight and so he had already become a victim of her invasive, overreaching sense of ownership and entitlement.
"What's your rank? Sometimes it's easy to tell by how fancy your uniform is but you look like you're pretty much always fancy. Weapon? Do you remember anything about your past? A name besides your mineral code name?"
She held up her phone and waved it around, still keeping a grip on it like she half expected him to attack her. Small twitches, strange movements here and there that hinted she was used to being attacked and still anticipated it no matter how friendly he was being.
"I'm indexing the knights and their corrupted counterparts."
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Posted: Tue Dec 24, 2013 4:44 am
Mariposite blinked. “You know Realgar? I know him to. He’s pretty cool.” When she touched his hair, he wasn’t quite sure how to respond. On one hand, it was clearly in his nature to be all cool and flirty, but on the other. It was Zia. And well. It wasn’t worth his job to be flirty, really. “I’m uh. Glad you like my hair. And I’m a captain…My weapon?” He paused and then reached into subspace, drawing out his whip.
“This little beauty right here. It’s great for parties and for people who like it a little…differently, if you get what I’m saying.” He winked, then had to use force of will to stop himself form groaning at his stupidity. Did he really just go there? Yup. Well. No turning back now.
“I don’t remember anything of my past? Should I be? And I have a name besides my mineral name, but I suppose I shouldn’t reveal who I am to you. You might just walk away now or something.” He shrugged. “Or did you mean like, my knight name? Camelot said I’d be a knight if I purified and uh. I have no idea what that name would be. Sorry.”
That seemed to be what she was asking for, right? But what did she mean by indexing? “You mean you’re like, writing our names down? What’s the point of that?”
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Posted: Tue Dec 24, 2013 7:47 am
Luckily Zia usually didn't notice or care about any discomfort her very forward actions brought on other parties, so his reaction to being touched was completely disregarded. Especially since he was answering her questions.
But she apparently had been somewhat aware because the comment about the whip caught her off guard. She had already pegged him as stiff and nervous thanks to first impressions so it took a second for her brain to circle back around and figure out what he meant.
"What? Oh. Oh!" Embarrassment brought the faintest tinge of heat to her cheeks as she tried to laugh it off.
"Ha, I bet you're a real party behind closed doors," She countered and went back to her phone, trying not to look at him in the eye with the stupid grin on her face.
"Not your civilian name, dummy, your real name. You weren't supposed to wake up like this, so they gave you your mineral name because they didn't know your real name. Your knight name. I guess it makes sense you wouldn't know it or remember your past life," She gave a weak, one shouldered shrug, "No one else has yet either. Chaos ******** everything up."
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Posted: Thu Dec 26, 2013 6:06 am
Mariposite gave a little grin. “Well, most girls say that, I must admit.” He felt a bit more comfortable now. Maybe he just shouldn’t look at her as Zia…and just think of her as a pretty girl who was at least pretending to be into him. That was easy enough to do.
“My knight name? No I have no memory of any past life or any knight name…but hey. I bet if I did, it would be the most amazing name you’ve ever heard, and all of the ladies would come running when they heard that uh…” He paused, thinking trying to come up with something clever. “…Mariposknight had come to town!”
The captain laughed, then gave a tiny little shrug as what she said finally registered. “It really does ******** everything up, doesn’t it. I’ll agree with that statement.”
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Posted: Thu Dec 26, 2013 6:26 pm
Zia had seemed to back herself into an embarrassing corner before, but as he kept talking, she seemed to wonder how. Her dorky grin had shrunk to a wry, almost insincere smile as she only blinked at 'Mariposknight' for a solid, quiet moment before shaking her head with a sigh.
"If you think that then why are you still in the Negaverse?" She prodded, going back to typing notes into her phone. "Why did you even join in the first place?"
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Posted: Sat Dec 28, 2013 3:00 pm
The captain reached up and began twirling a piece of his hair around a finger and shrugged. “Well. I don’t know. I just. I’m not sure how to leave, you know? I mean. I know how to leave. I just…you know. Don’t know when would be best or you know. How I would get on with my life after it happened…”
He looked away, not really knowing why he was suddenly feeling so…ashamed?
He was ready to leave. He had been ready to leave for a while, but there wasn’t much that he could do to push himself to take the final step…but.
But what?
“I uh. Joined up because a guy told me it would be a great way to meet the attractive girls from space, so uh. Yeah. Telling the truth, it has been a good way to meet them, but I think I’m starting to realize that if I want to get better acquainted with them, I should just suck it up and go purify.” Mariposite rocked back on his heels, then shrugged. “Ah. What the hell. Want to go with me? We can go find Camelot and get this over with.”
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Posted: Sat Dec 28, 2013 4:50 pm
Zia looked on with pity when his answer was less than solid. There was something just sad about people who didn't know where they were going or what to do.
"You're probably going to lose a sizable chunk of your memories, and you can never go back to your civilian life. I mean, it's kind of a big deal," She said with a heavy shrug.
"But that doesn't mean it's impossible, there are lots of people that want to help. I mean, I've already offered m guestroom to someone else, but I could take care of you if you did! I mean, it's gotta be hard, separated from your friends and family. My brother works back there," She said, waving an arm behind her and completely unawares she was talking to Nico. "I mean, it's possible, it's just hard. But it would be better for your health for sure."
However, she honestly wasn't expecting 'whatever, let's go find Camelot'. She stopped and froze and blinked at him dumbly several times before her arm dropped like a rock.
"I. Uh... what?"
Well that was easy.
"Wait, now? What? Seriously?"
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Posted: Sat Dec 28, 2013 6:36 pm
Mariposite nodded. “Sure, I mean, why not? I closed my bank accounts and have been cashing all of my recent paychecks, so I’ll have money to at least get started. I’ve been waiting for the right time for a while now, and I guess this is it.”
He gave a little grin and held out a hand. “I’d be pretty honored if you came with me though. I mean, if anything you could ah. Talk your brother into giving me a job when it’s all said and done? I’m a pretty good cook, if I do say so myself. And I don’t mind doing dishes either.”
The captain shrugged and flipped his hair out, finally reaching up and removing his hat, holding it lightly in a hand. “I’m ready to get rid of this chaos in me. It’s long past time to get rid of it, you know? I want to be in control of my own actions.”
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Posted: Sat Dec 28, 2013 6:43 pm
"Wait so you've been planning this?" Zia was still standing there with her arms hanging limply at her sides and staring at him like he was suddenly made of jell-o.
"Uh. I... huh."
She looked at her phone and mused on how lucky she was to have captured his corrupted identity in her index before he went and wrecked it all, but decided that was a terrible thing to say out loud.
Her eye line flicked to his outstretched hand and she stared at it for a long moment before smiling and taking it. "Ha, good, because he will probably make you do dishes. There's this kid that works there already that cooks sometimes but he's always elbow deep in dishwater."
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Posted: Sat Dec 28, 2013 7:14 pm
He snickered as she took his hand and spoke about him. Well. Well.
Oh hell. Whatever, right? “Yeah. Yeah I am always elbow deep in dishwater, aren’t I?” Mariposite hesitated, then decided that if she was going to go with him to purify, then she should at least know who he was. And hey. It would help him not lose his good standing with Noah maybe.
Maybe. Either that or it would make her decide that she absolutely hated him and well. That would get awkward. Especially with all of his dirty jokes and things.
He did it though, he powered down and stood there as Nicolae, holding her hand still. “So uh. Yeah. I work at the diner. Nice to see you again, Zia. And uh. Let’s go find Camelot, okay? I’m more than ready…and please make sure I still have a job when I’m uh. Not me, would you do that for me?”
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Posted: Sat Dec 28, 2013 7:28 pm
"Ah!" The noise Zia made was in an awkward place between squawking and honking as she jerked her hand back and held onto it, staring at him up and down with bugged out eyes.
And then she punched in him the arm.
"Nicky, what the ********? The ********? The whole time?" They had a nega in the diner the whole time? A diner full of knights and guardian cats? Huh. Go figure.
"If Noah ever caught you you'd be dead holy crap what the ******** oh god," She babbled endlessly, and conveniently forgot Noah, even powered up as a knight, was an obnoxiously pacifistic teddy bear.
Somewhere amidst all of the shock of finding out the dish boy was a Negaverse officer she managed to find some brain capacity for something other than babble and grabbed him in a half tackle of a forceful hug and squeezed his torso as tightly as she could.
"I'm so glad you're not gonna end up dead though this is really cool!" She wailed, and the waver in her voice hinted she was on the verge of bawling.
She never fully let him go, but instead grabbed his arm to try to drag-pull him along. "I know where Camelot is! Come on!" She announced, pointing in the direction of the fastest route she knew of to get to the library.
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