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 Posted: Mon May 12, 2014 11:16 pm
The workshop is a large series of buildings connected by skybridges. They serve the purpose of providing a place for shinobi and civilians to work on anything they want. There is a load of machinery and all sorts of tools ready and waiting to be used.
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Posted: Mon May 12, 2014 11:25 pm
The clanging of wrenches and the smell of oil was as home to the Delacroix Doubles as was tea and crumpets. Two flashes of orange zipped and zoomed about the warehouse, collecting scraps of metal and a load of parts. Boxes and boxes of pieces and bits were stacked up by a series of tables put together to form one giant table. There was a series of pullies and gears set up as well as a harness. Laid out on the table was the frame to some giant, serpentine creation. "Brother, do be a dear and-" Oliver was already pulling on the ropes and bringing down the harness. "Yes sister, I will." They both shared a smile on their face as they worked. For a long time they had been speaking to each other so they would not give off a weird vibe to others. Sometimes they would just share their thoughts and laugh aloud and receive odd looks from others. The act was so habitual it had even caught on when no one else was around. It made them seem and even feel slightly normal. Oliver swung the harness over to his other half, who immediately began to sling her legs through them and tighten the harness. Once she was in place Olivia grabbed her tools and nodded at Oliver. He grunted as he pulled on the ropes, lifting his sister high into the air and over the frame of their latest creation.
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___youwillknownihilism Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon May 12, 2014 11:57 pm
The beads if sweat and dirt on her face cast Kozi in a much different light than she was used to. The girl dipped a pair of searing hot metal into a puddle of water and steam rose into the air around her. The heat of it didn't bother her in the slightest; she got hotter in bed rooms. Her eyes examined the creations for even slight imperfections. An old man who'd guided her hands to create these weapons saw her potential when she first started. At that moment they looked at each other and smiled. She backed away and grabbed her towel, wiping away sweat from her brow and the dirt, well most of it anyway, from her hands. She wore only a sports bra and shorts, glistening with the sweat of her hard work. She dipped her hands in the water and pulled a pair of bladed brass knuckles made of black metal and gold. The only gold it bore were in the writing on the side in a font suspiciously similar flames: Creation and Death. She wore the. With pride and focused on her weapons. Chakra flowed through her body straight down her arms. As it went into her fingers the weapons sprung to life suddenly and long chakra blades came off the ends. A score of oos and awes followed from the civilians present. She retracted the weapons and let out a sigh of relief. She took a break from the metalworks and took to the sky rails, scooting around enjoying the breeze until she found the twins working away. She let go and fell gracefully landing a ways behind them. She walked on over and looked at the construct they seemed to be busy with but she didn't say anything as not to break their concentration.
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Posted: Tue May 13, 2014 12:15 am
Olivia was busy welding on a light sheet of metal to the frame of the giant construct while Oliver was busy holding the rope that held her in the air. He was dreadfully bored as his other half was focused completely on a task that required only a single set of hands. So Oliver was busying himself with the counting and sorting of every single bolt and nut he could get his hands on. It took him a moment but he finally noticed Kozi standing there. Despite how dirty she was her standing there in that small amount of clothing surprised him. "Kozi!" His grip on the rope loosened and with a surprised shout Olivia fell a good three feet before he regained control of the rope. Oliver cleared his throat and quickly wiped a hand through his hair. When he pulled it back he discovered his hand was full of grease. With an embarassed look the boy swiftly wiped it on his pants and smiled meekly at Kozi. "Really now, Olive?" Olivia thought as her brother hoisted her back into the air. "Do be quiet, it is quite rude to converse solely with each other when another person is around. Especially one as lovely as-" A sudden feeling of knowing and agreement came from his counterpart. They did after all share a mind.
Oliver wheeled about and stood up straight, looking as handsome and mature as he could muster in one go. "Kozi! What a pleasant surprise to see you here. It looks like you've been quite the busy bee." Oliver said, reaching out a hand and motioning to her body. When he realized how vulgar the motion could be taken Oliver retracted his hand and used it as a stand to lean against the nearest table. "Busy bee? What are you trying to entice a child?" Oliver ignored Olivia's input and spoke again. "We didn't take you as a creator. You've quite the talent for destruction." Oliver said with a smile. Meanwhile Olivia rolled her eyes and shook her head, making the corner of Oliver's mouth twitch.
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___youwillknownihilism Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue May 13, 2014 12:23 am
Youd be surprised what these hands could do Ollie. She mused as he motioned to her body and then pulled the hand back. She held up the black metal knuckles and flashes of Grigori and her realization. Flooded forward. "I can do a lot more than destroy." Her words were absolutely drowned in seduction but not aimed at Oliver or his sister, as if either would be ae to tell. She was seducing power as she always did. Dancing with the devil often ended badly so she decided taking his power as her own was a far better option. Either way as she looked back to Ollie she noted the work they were doing and bit her lip as she looked up at the work being do e. "New toy?" She asked curiously throwing a glance at Olivia.
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Posted: Tue May 13, 2014 12:45 am
Kozi surely knew her way around the dance that was flirting. Oliver was caught off guard and could only stand there, both hands on the rope and his mouth hanging open like a fly trap. "Charming." At her thought Ollie closed his mouth with an audible click and busied himself with the lowering of his sister. In one smooth beat she paused in her work as he brought her down to the ground. The way they worked together was seamless, as smooth as butter. Olivia removed the harness and tossed a hammer at Oliver, who deftly snatched it out of the air with grace. "Yes, we suppose it is a toy of sorts. A new puppet of ours we've taken to calling 'Pringle'." The look on her face suggested Kozi did not seek an explanation for the name for it would be long and could even shatter the fourth wall, much like this very sentence. Just as Olivia was about to speak again Oliver hammered the first spike in with one swift hit. "If you wouldn't mind..." Olivia said as she wiped her hands on her apron and reached out to Kozi's hands. The flame-headed girl lightly held Kozi's hand that had the crafted weapon on them. With an eye for detail Olivia turned and twisted Kozi's hand, taking in the details and craftmanship. "Excellent work really." Ollie said as he fitted in another spike, sliding it into place and hammering it in. "Yes, I do agree." Olivia looked up into Kozi's eyes and realized she was still holding her hand. With much more tact than Oliver had Olivia patted Kozi's hand and turned away with a smile.
Olivia turned and folded her hands behind her back, walking around the tables and speaking to Kozi. "It's a dragon, eastern of course hence the size and shape of it. It will be hollow, like most puppets. Though unlike most we've decided to use a very light metal." It was clear that this was where their true passion came out. Oliver slid some tools over to his twin and took up the conversation. "We aren't quite sure how exactly we'll make it work, but we're sure it will." After that there was a momentary oral silence, though the sounds of their work was very audible. The twins both had queer looks on their face and kept shooting looks at each other, as if they were silently debating an matter. "Olive, you cannot just ask someone why they're made of strings!" Oliver raised an eyebrow and gave his twin a challenging look before opening his mouth. Olivia made to protest but paused, her curiosity getting the better of her. "Kozi, we do hope that this is not at all offensive or too intrusive. Feel free to not answer, though we do hope you will. It's just we've seen you do some fairly..." Oliver paused in his search of an accurate word to use. "Unique." Olivia offered, earning a nod from her counterpart. "Yes, unique things. What is it exactly that you're made out of?" Oliver found himself making the same motion h e had earlier with his hand, and once agian he retracted his hand and artfully placed it on the frame of Pringle. The beam he touched promptly fell over, earning a glare from Olivia.
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___youwillknownihilism Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue May 13, 2014 1:24 am
Kozi could only smile at her friend Olivia as she came down and greeted what felt like the same person she just had with a wave. She was impressed so far with what she had seen and the words the genie had spoke to her. When olive oil began to examine her knuckles a prideful smile painted into her face and she held Olives gaze with an enticing but wholly blank stare. She cranes her neck as the girl walked off and stood there silently. She places her weapons in her waste band and crossed her arms as the two had their moment. By the time they looked back the woman's large eyes were fixed on her na and she was growing impatient with the quiet fast. The questions they posed her with were only met by a smile. She admired her body and the changes that had happened in a nearby mirror. She bit her lip again and looked squarely at the two. "Honestly, I have no idea." She responded. "I found a pair of acros and something attacked me I. A cave. I woke up no longer a super psychic but now stronger and somewhat said indestructable. And for whatever reason I have a second heart and shakuton..." She said. She then shrugged. It was all she knew
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Posted: Tue May 13, 2014 1:54 am
Kozi's story had the twins debating on whether or not they had received the truth. That seemed like a hell of an ordeal to go through and not really ever receive much of an explanation. "An entire physical change? Complete with a removal of her insight and intellect? That seems rather-" "Amazing." Both of the twins had stopped to stare at Kozi, looking at her like if she was one of their puppets. They could see the parts of her, each piece being able to separate and move about freely. How wondrous it would be to be as such. The twins gazed at her enviously, and wanted nothing more than to covet this talent. But how does one exactly go from human, to puppet? That mystery was filed away for later investigation. At the same time the twins nodded their head and turned to their work, still taking in the information. Oliver was the first to break the silence. "That must have been traumatic, though it seems to us that you've adapted to it well enough. Has that caused any trouble with other...aspects of your life?" Oliver asked, a questioning look on his face. The Delacroix Duet had entered a new stage in their lust for answers, and it moved past all the awkward feelings towards Kozi. They were scientists now, on the hunt for knowledge. Now they were collectively interested in Kozi's parts in a whole different level. Of course, they would allow any questions on their part as well. It was only fair; quid pro quo of course.
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___youwillknownihilism Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue May 13, 2014 4:54 pm
As Oliver turned to go back into his work she extended her arm to snatch one of the tools from him and dangles it over his head before dropping it for him to catch. "Aside from an unhealthy obsession with mischief now being more easily sated and the stitching not much changes. What about you two. Are you always together? Like ALWAYS?" She mused sitting cross legged on a table near them.
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Posted: Tue May 13, 2014 6:06 pm
As Oliver made to catch the tool Olivia took notice of what connected Kozi together in more detail. How resilient she must be to just about anything. And that deal about having an extra heart had to be wondrous. Technically Olivia and Oliver had two sets of organs but it was not as if they could spare a liver or a lung whenever. Immediately after Kozi asked her question the twins both turned and looked at her with an expression that read 'obviously'. "We are together as much as we possibly can." Ollie started as he fit another metal plate against the frame. Olivia was busy setting in hinges for openings in the mouth of Pringle. "We share a room, so at home we are generally together." The girl said as she twisted inside of the mouth and used a screwdriver to get the hinge in place. She looked like a lion tamer with the way her body was positioned, testing the training of his lion by sticking his head inside the beast's mouth. "Sometimes Mother and Father deem it necessary that we spend sometime apart, at least physically. Either I will be sent on an errand or perhaps Father will take Olivia fishing for the day." Something about the way Ollie spoke hinted at the real truth behind them, though he did not elaborate on what he meant. Kozi would probably think the twins insane if she knew they were actually one person who acted differently. "We always work together, as you can see. We fight together, train together; pretty much we are always together." For awhile Oliver and Olivia even showered together, since they did share a single mind it was not odd for them in the slightest. Once their mother realized just how far their personality had advanced she decided to split them up. If they had their way the doubles would probably never actually be separate.
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___youwillknownihilism Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed May 14, 2014 12:46 am
Kozi listened intently to the twins as they described what should have been obvious, apparently. She smirked as they talked about always being together. In all honesty the three of them , had timing been different, would have made a good team. She had an exam for joy in coming up soon, and from there she'd fulfill a recently acquired hunger for bounty hunting as an anbu if all went well. When they finished she looked at her nails and crossed her legs, moving really quickly into personal territory. "So wait, have either of you two ever had sex?" She asked almost intentionally bluntly: "What with your singularity it must be quite the time," she noted. "Like if you two are together and one of you gets horny does the other get that buzz in their lower regions?" Now her curiosity was also mixed with some teasing. She gave a wry smile as she looked up from her nails and at the twins.
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Posted: Wed May 14, 2014 1:59 am
The Delacroix Duplicates both stopped what they were doing at the same time when Kozi posed her question. They smiled wrly and had a brief facial exression conversation, no words leaving their mouths but the message getting across. Sexual desires had been a conundrum for the Olives for all of a day. It had happened during one of their ritual outings into the Village in search of jobs to do. A pretty woman passed by Olivia and smiled; though the yearning had originated from Oliver. It had perplexed them in that moment because Olivia had not initially felt the same urge. Did that mean they were in fact two different beings? The twins had shut themselves in their room and thought deeply on the matter. They came to the conclusion that they had both different and the same urges. Gay, straight, bi; those labels did not accurately fit their wants. "No, we've yet to embark on that adventure." Olivia said bluntly, not at all embarassed that they were still virgins. It was not a race and they had yet to agree on a person or persons in which to partake in the act of carnal pleasuring. Oliver shrugged his shoulders and kept his face turned to the puppet in front of him in an attempt to hide his blush from Kozi. "And yes, when one has...an urge the other receies it as well. For example when you-" Olivia shot a look up at Oliver and his mouth shut with an audible click. Olivia cleared her throat and expertly lowered her head, letting her hair hide the very apparent blush on her as well.
The awkward silence that pervaded forced Ollie to open his mouth yet again. "That's not to say that we haven't thought about it. That would actually be a terribly big lie." Oliver said as he continued fitting plates in place on Pringle. He was very careful as to remain busy, so that he would not have to look at the expressions on Kozi's face and die of embarassment. "We've run a number of scenarios through our mind over and over again though they seem to work best only in theory." Olivia looked at Oliver once more and a look passed between them. If they ended up engaging in a menage a trois there was an awfully large chance that the third would want to see them act on each other. This would be akin to sleeping with oneself, or masturbating in a round about way. That thought in its own was perplexing and riveting at the same time. They had no answer to that question. The other option was that only one of them partook in the act while the other busied themselves with some work or another. The problem was how the mind tended to latch onto the moment. How could the other properly concentrate when their counterpart was having the time of their lives? Olivia and Oliver really had no idea.
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___youwillknownihilism Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed May 14, 2014 9:21 am
Kozi had sufficently picked their brains after that. She gave a laugh at the both of them when Oliver almost divulged what was clearly sensitive information. She hopped off of the table and stretched her body within normal human limitations before giving a wave to the two and turning for the door. She didn't speak again, feeling she'd left a sufficient mark, and waddled towards the doorway on her way home.
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