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 Posted: Sun Apr 27, 2014 1:21 am
Milo and Alaska find themselves in civilian gear, outside a warehouse with blacked out windows and walls that practically vibrate from the music pounding loudly within. They pay the entry fee and find themselves confronted with a writhing mass of painted bodies dancing under blacklights. There's a DJ center stage and something about them seems a little off to the hunters, nothing obvious, just enough to ring a warning bell or two. A makeshift bar is doing decent business, but outside the dance floor, people are mostly clustered around ratty couches, their faces ranging from ecstatic anticipation to wide-eyed terror. find them drugz quote lizbot when you decide where your character goes and what they do/inspect! areas: dancefloor (dancers) DJ booth bar couches bathrooms
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Posted: Thu May 01, 2014 1:52 am
Well, look at them. Though, Milo couldn't say their attire was anything out of the ordinary but it was sort of nice to be dressed in something different, even if slightly. He gave a tug at the collar of his jacket, pulling it a little closer to the center of his body and well, he thought it looked cool doing it.
Once they were in, past the front door and into the more amplified body of music that pumped into their ears, Milo draped an arm around Alaska's shoulders and gave her a sly little grin oh hey, just trying to blend in.
Yeah, this totally reminded him of the episode from Mystic Force when V was turned into a vampire. The bass pumping, the bodies over there that looked like they were just a little bit off. The kind of weird vibe. The DJ.
Steering to one side, Milo pulled himself a little closer to the other Sun. Both in attempt to still look a little inconspicuous, like a doting couple or something or other but also just to be able to get a word in over the music. "So, where to first, wahine?" Lady's choice perhaps. "Think it's totally the DJ, though." It was what turned MysticPink.
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Posted: Thu May 01, 2014 3:48 pm
Clothes this casual weren’t exactly her style, but they weren’t horrible either. Her hands dug into the pockets of her hoodie as she stepped into the warehouse. She winced at the loud music, the click of her tongue lost amongst the beats and intermingling voices. Her body stiffened when she felt an arm around her shoulders, but it was only Milo. The Sun relaxed immediately after shooting him a look and another muffled click of her tongue.
Eyes narrowed at the foreign term. Where had she heard that before? Ah yes, that’s right…
Reluctantly, she joined the ruse and wrapped a tattooed arm around Milo’s waist. Two can play at this. “Something’s off about him, yeah,” she agreed while she scanned the crowd. “Let’s check him out and then go to the couches. Some of them seem scared, it’s weird.”chirigami are you sure you're "just trying to blend in" milo eyesquints
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Posted: Sat May 03, 2014 10:22 am
Milo honestly expected a punch to the face or something - might have also squirmed just a tiny bit out of surprise. This was a mission though, maybe she was in ~ undercover ~ mode just like he was and just went for it, like he did. At least he didn't look uncomfortable or anything, was just grinning like he always did. "Sounds like a plan." He replied as turned to look at their second intended target.
With his arm still around her, the brunet lead the duo into the throng of people dancing towards the DJ booth. His steps in tune with the beat of the music, hips swaying and head bobbing as he got them through the floor of painted bodies without knocking or pushing anyone too hard; trying to avoid any confrontations. For now. "Think we should make a request?" He asked Alaska with a smirk.
"Oi, DJ-san!"syusaki  I'm apologize on behalf of Milo, for he is a dork
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Posted: Sun May 04, 2014 11:55 pm
The DJ looked up and flashed a grin at them. Their eyes were just a bit too large and spaced apart, something about their nose didn't fit quite right. Bobbing along to the track, their skin shimmered with an odd texture under the black lights. "Gotta request?"
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Posted: Mon May 05, 2014 9:19 pm
On any other occasion she really would have punched Milo. Signs of physical affection weren’t her thing, but considering this was her promotion and the other sun wasn’t all that bad never mind she’d virtually married him once upon a time she could make an exception. Yet her patience was rapidly wearing thin as he guided them to the booth, his hips shaking and head bobbing. The corner of her mouth twitched, but after considering the part they were playing, Alaska threw on a half-assed grin and smoothly followed along with his steps. It could even be said she was doing better, given her dancing hobby.
As they reached their destination, she shrugged. “Your call.” She quickly cringed at the -san. Someone was spending too much time with their division leader. Green eyes narrowed suspiciously at the DJ’s appearance, but Alaska said nothing. Perhaps it was just her, after all. She grabbed a fistful of Milo’s jacket as she leaned forward and raised her voice. “Yeah, I do! Could you play Eminem’s ‘The Monster’?”
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Posted: Tue May 06, 2014 3:49 am
"Awwww yeaaah," the DJ's grin widened, their teeth sharp and inhuman. "I'll throw it up next, my remix is a real killer."
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Posted: Tue May 06, 2014 9:14 pm
The DJ got a look from Milo as well, that sort of squinty eye with one eyebrow raised sort of deal. The dude looked a bit off, like when someone tried really too hard with CG in a live action movie, all the uncanny valley stuff but like a step further.
During that, seemed like Alaska had gotten the leg up on him about the whole request thing. Which he was cool with really, but he still had to stifle a laugh at the choice. Because that name. And then the response. Oh yeah, there was some real interesting choice of words being thrown around here. Totally the DJ, "thanks brah!" Milo threw the DJ a thumbs up with his signature grin, "if you can throw in the Power Rangers theme song at any point, even better!" Might as well!
The thumbs up turned into a curt wave as he pushed the pair of them back into the crowd, "aa, dude, totally him," he whispered to the Sun. With the close proximity to the speakers, he had to lean in pretty close to her to get a word in. "Still wanna check those couches?" Because it was tempting to just go after that guy even if it wasn't in their mission briefing. Just going after FEAR based drugs. Wouldn't want to go against mandate even if his kokoro was telling him otherwise.
Despite that, they still drifted towards where those wayward looking individuals were seated.syusaki feel free to quote liz on Alaska's decision!
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Posted: Mon May 19, 2014 12:43 pm
She had to mentally concur with Milo. Definitely the DJ. The raven-haired hunter flashed a pleasant, amused smile. “Sounds like something to die for. I can’t wait.” The smile melted off her face at her partner’s request. Her face scrunched up into a judgmental expression. Is that really a kind of song you want to play in a club? Alaska roughly elbowed him in the side before he herded her away from the booth. “Agreed, but we’ll talk with him later. I’d prefer to collect samples first then handle the dealer, assuming he personally deals it himself.”
Arm still around Milo’s waist, she strode toward the couches in a silent yes.
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Posted: Wed Jun 04, 2014 9:38 pm
The DJ tilted his head at Milo's request, confusion entering their expression followed by a helpless shrug and a glance at their laptop. It seems they'd try to find a Power Rangers theme, but the outlook wasn't hopeful. At the couches there were a number people shivering, all seemed anxious and excited but while some seemed happy about what was coming, the others seemed terrified. One person at the couch they approached seemed fin, though, a girl with braids glowing blue under the lights smiled and soothed one of the others, "No, don't go anywhere. You'll be fine as long as your stay right here, baby." Looking up she noticed the two hunters with an inviting smile, "You here to shake?"
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Posted: Fri Aug 01, 2014 3:12 pm
To her suggestion, Milo softly hummed and nodded despite his temptations. Going head on would be fun, but still, not following orders would probably not be a good idea. (It was hard to say really which was more the sentai way too, because both ways were depending on the series). He kept close to Alaska though, and it helped that her arm was still around him to keep him out of possibly trouble.
Though, maybe it was a good idea to check up on the couch area after all. What with the conditions of those sitting there. Milo kept his cool even giving a good long stare at one of the poor souls shivering and simply grinned to the girl, "aa dude, besides on the dance floor?" Yes, he was going with that. And following up with a gesture to her hair and mouthing 'awesome.'syusaki I am lame for taking so long to reply to this
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Posted: Sat Sep 13, 2014 8:16 pm
She tried not to narrow her eyes in a judging manner as she stared at the people on the couches. Eventually her gaze lingered on the girl with braids. As Alaska pondered her reply, it seemed Milo decided to be stupid--again.
She grimaced and lightly elbowed him in the side. "******** dork," the trainee hissed before looking back at the girl. "Yeah."
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