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| GoldenSama | May 3 2011, 06:26 PM Post #6631 |
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[Kubo Academy] Musashi blinked, but shrugged his shoulders. “Sure! There's some thing kind of fun about showing up at D-Mart in the middle of the night. Usually there's some kind of weirdos who end up there at this hour. It's fun to watch 'em.” There is a possibility than Musashi could qualify as one of those 'weirdos'. “Come on!” Musashi grinned, heading towards the door. […] It is likely that Aderu was counted among the 'backup' Rumi had just called, but GS will have to ask DP to be sure. So it's possible he started heading towards Sarai's Mansion at this point, most likely following or being followed by Paul. |
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| Crystal Rose | May 3 2011, 07:47 PM Post #6632 |
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Unknown Dance Club "Don't worry, it's not too hard!" Chloe said with a little grin, moving closer to the boy. She took his hands and placed them on her hips, looking up at the boy. "You just have to move with the music!" Chloe then began to sway, slowly at first but then moving a bit faster. All the while she watched his expression. "So, you gonna tell me about yourself?" she asked as they danced "Truthfully I haven't seen you much around the school until tonight" Sarai's Mansion "Im her big brothers, being mean to her is what i'm supposed to do" Issac said, stepping forward and flicking the girl on the nose. Sarai stumbled back, frowning but not saying anything. "Anyways you two should come down for dinner, lest dad gets bored and calls the dancing ladies back" "Oh geez" was all Sarai could manage. "Could this night get any worse?" Unbeknownst to the poor girl, Rumi was about to make an appearance. Le Masion De La Mort Ryan grinned and ordered a drink, taking care to pick the most expensive thing he could. He then looked to the Iron Serpent "Alright then, since we can ask anything, what kind of plan do you have up your sleeve? What are you gonna do with the observations we made while in the human world?" Kubo Outside Amelie wasn't nearly as "You're right! Ugh! How could I ever like a guy like HIM! I must have been so desperate!" |
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| GoldenSama | May 3 2011, 07:51 PM Post #6633 |
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[Sarai's Mansion] “T-That's not true!” Connor stepped up to Issac, his eyes glaring. “A big brother is supposed to be nice... he's supposed to protect his sister and treat her nicely! But all you do... because of how you act, you make Sarai feel bad... you make her think she's not as great as she really is!” The boy was ready to do something a bit insane – but being in Sarai's house, he probably should be thinking more and going on less instinct. “I can't imagine why you guys are such jerks to Sarai...” |
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| HellAvatar | May 3 2011, 08:18 PM Post #6634 |
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Unknown Dance Club Lavan dragged Nanami onto the dance floor and began to dance with the girl, definitely a lot more active than he was just a few minutes ago back in Sarai's party. He was back to being just as flashy, just as extravagant, and just as 'look at me, I dress in red and shout loudly'. And he also seemed to have an ulterior motive. As he dance Nanami around, he danced around in a way that SEEMED random at first, but slowly and surely brought them to the small side doors on the far end of the dance floor, the employee's entrance. While he did so, he seemed to enjoy himself immensely, spinning Nanami around, and dancing the night away. But then, when they finally got close to that door, he spun Nanami around, picked her up and shimmied right out the door, closing it behind him so as not to interrupt any of the dancers. Then, he put the girl down, took a look around to make sure no one was here before him, sent a gout of flame down the small passage that led to some of the storage and janitor closets, and smirked to himself. No one was around. "Alright, Nanami, we gotta talk. And no, it;s not pranks or giant flaming bears. Yep! Surprise surprise, I actually have something serious to speak to you about! That's a change of pace ain't it?" Now that he was here, Lavan felt a bit... Nervous. Well, who wouldn't be. He was in a rather unique situation. Sure, some things were explained to him by now, but still others remained in the dark. He knew that Nanami housed Seiryu. HE knew that he himself housed the flame spirit, Suzaku. And he was put in a rather unusual position, and his parents made a very unusual offer. Sure, the offer itself wasn't TOO bad... But it was his point of view. Nanami often reacted unpredictably and coldly to whatever happened. For all he knew, she would stab him to death for even THINKING this... Well, probably not. She still cared, and he knew that, but her reaction would probably be violent initially until she had time to think. So... Time for the proviso. "Alright. During this talk, no weapons, no attacks, no pain and no loud outbursts. We THINK before we give a reply. I'm setting this beforehand, because I didn't particularly enjoy that stomach wound last year." |
![]() Now becomes the the past in an instant — and everyone will eventually die! Destiny triumphs over human knowledge and goes mad! That is the way of things! I spit upon this frail, crazed, world! I spit upon the Second Law of Thermodynamics! ~ Desty Nova, Karmatron Theory Let them Label me! Let them swear and curse at me as I tug humanity like a bucking bull into the darkness of the unknown, revealing its secrets to the sane and driving them MAD! In ages long past, I shall be looked upon as a tyrant and a savior! As a savant and as a fool! My work shall advance humanity long past its time, throw it into the unknown future and force it to grow strong or FALL! Years from now, when I will inevitably be removed, my work shall continue to progress, because these things cannot be denied! Governments will publicly criticize my work, but privately conduct research that advances it! I shall imprint myself into the annals of history, among the stars that shine as brightly as Albert Einstein, Isaac Newton, Benjamin Franklin, Dmitri Mendeleev, Nikola Tesla, and countless others! My work will shine as brightly as any star, and I AM ITS CREATOR!!! ~ Desty Nova, Morality
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| GoldenSama | May 3 2011, 08:36 PM Post #6635 |
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[Unknown Dance Club: Employee Area] Nanami was allowing herself to have a good time, for once. The dancing was actually quite fun, and it was certainly better than spending more time at some childish game that could produce a horrible lip-locking with the Sultan of Syphilis. She was pleased that things were working out better – but soon enough, she had a feeling that something was not quite right. They were dancing yes, but not in the random way Lavan appeared to be. Everyone else likely just saw Lavan's moves as his usual randomness; but Nanami knew better. They seemed to be heading to some specific point – and soon enough, as the two were inside an Employee Area away from the dance floor, Nanami knew she was right. The girl frowned as Lavan announced that it was a 'serious' talk. He did not sound serious, but she knewthat he rarely did. Then he gave her the ultimatum – that she was to behave and leave her weapons strapped to wherever they were. Nanami crossed her arms and raised an eyebrow. “... Okay, Lavan. I'll play along for now. I'll be quiet and I'll leave the sharp objects away from your face. Still, I expect a good reason for us to be in here instead of on the dance floor.” |
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| HellAvatar | May 3 2011, 08:58 PM Post #6636 |
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Dance Club, Maintenance Tunnel Lavan sighed, growling in frustration just a little bit. "Aaargh, make up your MIND. First you don't want to dance, then you give me hell for pulling you away from the dance floor..." Suddenly he chuckled. "Good times, good times. Alright, I'll stop putting things off and get it off my chest before I explode rather dramatically. And I don't want to dramatically explode. I'd rather keep MYSELF intact thanks." He leaned against the wall, taking a deep breath and began. "Remember the mission where I arrived late and was mostly fighting away from you? Yeah. I arrived late because of something OTHER than the little meeting my dad set up. The meeting was over far before that, and the political crap was already enough to make my brain hurt. What made me late is a little talk about a few facts and plans." He sighed. "First thing's first. You know how you are a vessel, a host for one of the spirits? Appears that things have been kept away from me, and I am one as well. I am sure you already began to have your suspicions a while ago, especially after my duel with Giovanni, but here's the confirmation. I'm housing Suzaku, just like you are housing Seiryu, and it's laughing up a storm at my expense right now. "Second... Well, here is where things get interesting. Your family is traditional, your mother more so than your father. Giovanni is a power-mad mobster, your mom's evil incarnate wrapped in a kimono. No offense. I did some snooping around, and I know you never told me about this, but I know that your mum has been looking for suitors for you already. So, playing the political side, my dad devised something utterly devious for him." He folded his arms, making sure to look Nanami right in the eye and not look away even for a second. "My family is more prominent than I usually make it appear and you know that. My dad's the head of a powerful law firm, my mom runs a mercenary company that's downright infamous in Makai for its success rate and collateral damage. Your dad is a mobster and a powerful one. So, my good ole pops offered not only a truce and alliance, but a political match. Which is why I come to talk to YOU first before anything happens." He shrugged. "It's just as it sounds too. From the perspective of your parents, my family would prove a powerful political advantage, especially with a lawyer and prosecutor of my father's scale on their side. What better way than to link two powerful groups than a political marriage?" He paused for a second, his eyes lowering to the ground, as if thinking. "... I was completely against it at first. You'd explode into my face, and we'd all walk away from this unhappy. Then I realized somethin'... Somethin' I missed. It would get you away from the manipulations of YOUR family, and away from all the crap they've been mounting on you. Your mother has been pushing the suitor thing lately, by the way, something I don't think you've been informed of yet. Which is why I decided to act, put my head together with my elders and got this plan hatched." He grinned. "That's just the political advantages though. My reasons are a LOT more personal and emotional, but that's not something Giovanni or... Whatever your mother's name was... Would really care about." |
![]() Now becomes the the past in an instant — and everyone will eventually die! Destiny triumphs over human knowledge and goes mad! That is the way of things! I spit upon this frail, crazed, world! I spit upon the Second Law of Thermodynamics! ~ Desty Nova, Karmatron Theory Let them Label me! Let them swear and curse at me as I tug humanity like a bucking bull into the darkness of the unknown, revealing its secrets to the sane and driving them MAD! In ages long past, I shall be looked upon as a tyrant and a savior! As a savant and as a fool! My work shall advance humanity long past its time, throw it into the unknown future and force it to grow strong or FALL! Years from now, when I will inevitably be removed, my work shall continue to progress, because these things cannot be denied! Governments will publicly criticize my work, but privately conduct research that advances it! I shall imprint myself into the annals of history, among the stars that shine as brightly as Albert Einstein, Isaac Newton, Benjamin Franklin, Dmitri Mendeleev, Nikola Tesla, and countless others! My work will shine as brightly as any star, and I AM ITS CREATOR!!! ~ Desty Nova, Morality
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| GoldenSama | May 3 2011, 09:46 PM Post #6637 |
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[Dance Club, Maintenance Tunnel] Nanami had been on edge since Lavan pulled her off into the side room, away from the music and the crowd. While busy dance floors were far from her ideal evening and she would publicly deny there was any fun to be had; privately she actually did enjoy it. Still, she knew Lavan would never miss a party without a damn good reason. This was a damn good reason. Nanami stood, her expression completely blank. Her unusual crimson eyes did not betray a single thought, and her lips remained closed the entire time. The one and only indicator that she was annoyed right now was the slow tapping of her index finger on her arm. “... So. Let me see if I have a full grasp on everything...” Nanami stated at length after Lavan had finished speaking his peace. The girl closed her eyes, taking a deep, calming breath. Then she opened them and glared at Lavan with the intensity of a supernova. “First of all, you've been digging up dirt on my family... even after I warned you my father was a dangerous man, and I asked you to stay away from my parents.” Nanami was not pleased. “... And what, your parents want to arrange a marriage? They want to have us get hitched to form some political powerhouse? Unite the prosecutor's office and the mafia into one big clusterf**k? Oh, well, what sort of girl wouldn't want to be bought like property to further the political goals of others?” The sarcasm was dripping from Nanami's words like poison from a cobra's fangs. The girl was clearly anything but pleased. “And you're a vessel for Suzaku? That... that might be the only thing you've said tonight that actually interest me; but even that I can't focus on to find out you've been snooping around. Yes, my mother has been pushing suitors on me... she has since I was seven years old! Do you have any idea how many sleazy, creepy, weird or just plain boring idiots I've had to deal with over the years, my mother trying to push me into a marriage?” Nanami shook her head. “And now... you're in favor of us getting married... Lavan, I could see myself marrying you, but not this way. I have refused every political marriage that's ever come my way, and I always will. I refuse to be bartered like one of my parent's assets, even if someone has decided to sell me to someone who I truly and deeply do care for.” She turned away from him. “No. I can't believe you'd suggest something like this. Now here's what is going to happen. I'm going to walk out of this room. If you bring this up again, I'm going to shank you in the face, and then do the same to both of our parents.” Nanami Nomura ladies and gentlemen; isn't she just the spitting image of classy? |
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| HellAvatar | May 3 2011, 10:27 PM Post #6638 |
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Maintenance Tunnel Many things were expected of Lavan at this time. Anger, perhaps. Disappointment, perhaps. A lot of things. But Lavan didn't follow form, shape or any sort of pattern that was predictable. He started to snicker, before letting out a loud sigh and shaking his head. "Oh, Nanami, Nanami... Yup. Reacted a little less violently than I thought you would, but definitely out there on the scale of pure rage. Of all the people I had to actually start falling in love with, it's someone who could take my head off both physically and verbally. Jeez, what a praying-mantis relationship this is..." He just shook his head grinning. "You got me wrong. First, I did not "dig up dirt" on your family. My FATHER "dug up dirt" on your family, because that is his job. He knows a LOT of dirty little secrets, and more come to him as he works. Being a lawyer, it comes with the territory. He just revealed them to me because they were relevant." Then his hand went up, a single finger right in front of Nanami's face. "Second! Who said I was suggesting anything?" His grin suddenly wavered and faded, before he lout out a loud sigh. "... I am sort of disappointed in you right now, Nanami. No, scratch that. I am REALLY disappointed. Did you REALLY think that there was nothing more than politics to this? That I would not have some further motive than the thing I hate to use the most? Did you really think I, amongst all the people you knew, was THAT shallow?" He again let out a loud sigh. It was not every day that he was this annoyed with something, but it didn't get him angry, it didn't get him mad, and it didn't get him even a little riled up. He just felt... Empty. Like something has been taken away and he wasn't sure what. "I look at it from a perspective completely opposite. I wanted to see if you wanted to try a temporary plan, an engagement contract that would free you from all those other sleazebags and creeps you hate so much that your mother picked. A contract that would in the end, let YOU decide instead of leaving the choice in your parent's hands... A contract that doesn't even have to be fulfilled and could be broken off by you or me at any time. I wanted to see if I could really fall in love with someone like you. And if you could find love and happiness as well. Why? Because I CARE. And I suddenly had the means and ability to do something for you, something that COULD help you." He shrugged, suddenly looking completely drained. The usually energetic Lavan never looked this bleak, this TIRED of things. This situation has been bugging him from the very moment he heard about it, leading to a few sleepless nights and unwanted stress. "... I know I'm not wrong. You've grown independent. Powerful. Beautiful. Deadly. And I want you to KEEP that independence, that beauty, that silent strength, not have your soul crushed by a decision that will certainly be made for you. A decision that I don't doubt will come sooner than you think." He smirked then. "You can still say no, and I won't blame you. This is a bomb that I certainly wouldn't want to blow up in my face, and I don't doubt you feel the same. However... I do like you, Nanami. Enough to know that I'd be depressed for quite a long time if anything bad happened between us." He suddenly rubbed the back of his head, looking slightly darker than usual. The rarity and novelty of the situation wasn't lost on him: He'd never been all that great at expressing caring emotions. His mother had been a pyro that "cared" by setting him on fire and teaching him resilience, while his father "cared" by providing for the family. And let's not talk about grandpa. It was no wonder Lavan was beginning to blush a bit. "... Just think before you answer negative, okay? Now, do you want to go back and dance, or have I disgusted you enough for this night?" |
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| AGodofIrony | May 3 2011, 10:49 PM Post #6639 |
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-Kubo Hallways- “I see...” Walter said, “...But if your mom tries to hurt my brother...I will fight her...” Or his dad...or his mom... He paused, then glanced to Erin. “And I suppose I would want to make sure whoever dated my sister was capable of handling himself...” Of course, the simple fact that they were able to deal with Erin would be proof enough... -Sarai's Mansion- Paul appeared with a small 'poof' by Rumi, shaking his head. “Ugh...Edda was always better at these teleport spells then me...” Paul frowned, shaking his head. “Got your signal, Rumi,” Paul then signed, finally giving her a thumbs up. Also, Aderu can have teleported with Paul here, GS, if you want, or can make his own entrance, like on a giant pterodactyl or a bus. -Le Maison De La Mort- “Well...first, I'll have to find Zuul,” The Iron Serpent told Ryan, “See if he can be...bargained with. If he can't...then I'll have to figure out how much of a threat he is. If he's a big threat...then Gallic will deal with him.” She had a lot of faith in her son. “Best case scenario...I hope to overrun the living world with evil spirits, forcing more Reapers to the living world. Less Reapers more...better chance at taking over.” She smiled at Ryan now, glancing towards Aboy. “You quite a beautiful woman, Aboy...” Iron Serpent said, “How did you get that nickname of Aboy?” Aboy paused, blushing slightly, “Errrr...my dad was a bit eager when I was born, to tell his parents...didn't find out I was girl until after they called...so it became a sort of running joke in the family...And...when I was younger, I was a tomboy...people caught on to my family nickname, and started using it...I was a late bloomer...” -Kubo Outside- “It was your nature...your kind nature,” Thunder said, “You wanted to help him out...But sometimes you do have to think for yourself...” He walked over to Amelie, placing a hand on her shoulder, “Do something that you want to do...After all, and you could do better then Hammah, for sure, if you wanted...” |
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| GoldenSama | May 3 2011, 11:35 PM Post #6640 |
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[Maintenance Tunnel] Nanami was a bit livid, but when it was Lavan's turn to talk she settled down, crossing her arms and leaning against the nearest wall of the tunnel. She was nothing if not fair, and she would give Lavan a chance to speak. Though, at the moment, she felt quit infuriated at the boy for his proposition. Lavan had gotten involved in an area of her life she hated. She hated the idea of her parents and their dreams of some arranged, political marriage. She hated the idea that Lavan could become a part of that world... it infuriated her to a level beyond even the kiss with Ryan. “Lavan. I know perfectly well that there's more to this than politics... for you. The same I can't say about your parents. I don't know them, and I can't speculate their motives. What I do know is MY parents and their motives, and I don't want that kind of marriage. It has nothing to do with you. Yes, I can fall in love with you... maybe I already have... but I refuse to even entertain the notion of marrying you because of our parents.” She shook her head, taking a step towards him. “Do you think I need some contract to keep me free of creeps and sleazebags? I have been dealing with them since I was eleven. Keeping those creeps away from me is part of the reason I am who I am now.” Her eyes narrowed. “Lavan. I want to see if we can fall in love, too. I want to see if we can have happiness... but I do not need you to protect me. I don't need some contract to keep my so-called 'suitors' away from me. That's what the ice pick is for. No one else is making this decision for me... not my parents, not you, or anyone.” Nanami shook her head. “What I want is to continue dating my boyfriend, and to not worry about marriage or suitors right now. I am not going to allow my parents to dictate my life.” [Kubo Hallways] Jason shook his head. “You don't understand, Walt, and you probably never will.... you don't know who my mom really is, and I can't tell you, but you NEED to trust me.” [Sarai's Mansion] “*Huff*.... *Puff *...” Aderu arrived at the mansion and promptly collapsed at the feet of Paul and Rumi. The boy was breathing quite heavily and was covered in sweat. Yes, he had just run from Kubo Academy to Sarai's Mansion. Had he any breath left, he would have said it was just his style. |
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| HellAvatar | May 3 2011, 11:44 PM Post #6641 |
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Maintenance Tunnel Lavan looked at Nanami for a long while. This was one of the answers he expected. And it was one of the answers that he knew could possibly be problematic later. But Nanami was too strong-willed to accept anything otherwise. But could they both deal with any outside pressures without worrying about this again? That was the question that continued to plague his mind, and not something he could righteously answer. They've been fine so far, but if Giovanni decided on something and her mother agreed... And then, in all seriousness, he asked the million-dollar question. "... Could you do it? Stand in front of your parents, deny everything they try to do to you, and go your way? Destroy all barricades that stop you from doing what YOU want?" |
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| GoldenSama | May 3 2011, 11:55 PM Post #6642 |
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[Maintenance Tunnel] Lavan's question was a simple one, and yet one that had a heavy impact. It was a question Nanami had asked herself on more than on occasion. A question that had defined her life, and her relationship with her parents, for as long as she could possibly remember. “... Yes. I can, Lavan. I can because I do not have another choice. I cannot allow my life to be controlled by my parents. I can't even begin to imagine having the life they demand of me, and I will not allow that to happen.” She paused. “What I need most is for you to support me. To trust that I know what I'm doing.” |
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| HellAvatar | May 4 2011, 12:00 AM Post #6643 |
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Maintenance Tunnel "Ohhhh?" Lavan looked into her eye a few more seconds, before a devious, devious grin split his face. Devious, and somehow elated. "Good. I will hold you to that word. In fact, I will hold you to that PROMISE. And I shall make one as well. For as long as you will have me, I shall support you in every venture, no matter how lucrative and no matter how dangerous. And that is MY promise." All of a sudden, he was dancing around the girl, his robe flying around him in almost dizzying patterns before he again snagged her in his arms and started twirling. "Shall we go back to the dance floor then, milady? Or should we find other sources of entertainment?" |
![]() Now becomes the the past in an instant — and everyone will eventually die! Destiny triumphs over human knowledge and goes mad! That is the way of things! I spit upon this frail, crazed, world! I spit upon the Second Law of Thermodynamics! ~ Desty Nova, Karmatron Theory Let them Label me! Let them swear and curse at me as I tug humanity like a bucking bull into the darkness of the unknown, revealing its secrets to the sane and driving them MAD! In ages long past, I shall be looked upon as a tyrant and a savior! As a savant and as a fool! My work shall advance humanity long past its time, throw it into the unknown future and force it to grow strong or FALL! Years from now, when I will inevitably be removed, my work shall continue to progress, because these things cannot be denied! Governments will publicly criticize my work, but privately conduct research that advances it! I shall imprint myself into the annals of history, among the stars that shine as brightly as Albert Einstein, Isaac Newton, Benjamin Franklin, Dmitri Mendeleev, Nikola Tesla, and countless others! My work will shine as brightly as any star, and I AM ITS CREATOR!!! ~ Desty Nova, Morality
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| Dark Phazon | May 4 2011, 09:43 PM Post #6644 |
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Kubo towards D-Mart "It certainly has been a crazy day, hasn't it?" Shiori attempted some small talk conversation as both she and Musashi walked to the nearby D-Mart. Unknown Dance Club Lance's face began to burn red, as Chloe placed his hands on her hips. However, he attempted to follow Chloe's swaying with the music, as he answered her questions about himself. "Umm, well..." Lance started, somewhat unsure of what she really wanted to know. "I guess that makes sense, since I usually try to stay out of the spotlight in school, because it keeps some of the creepy people from noticing me," he then added with a laugh. What else would be important to say in a full introduction... "If you want to know, my full name is Jayson Lance Fiero, though no one actually calls me 'Jayson', and I'm in the yellow grade at Kubo, and, umm... what else would you want to know?" Lance hoped that he didn't sound rude, just because he didn't quite know what to say. He was also curious to hear Chloe talk about herself, since being the type of student he was, in not paying much attention to many other classmates at school, he didn't even realize she, too, was a yellow student. But he could wait to ask her about herself, after she was finished asking him about himself. Sarai's Mansion "You did not need to run the entire distance," a green haired robo-girl hovered above the collapsed Aderu. "Transportation was available, or I could have carried you." The image of Aderu being carried by a girl, even if it was a gynoid, and not a true girl, almost certainly did not fit with his style. This did not mean Chachamaru was aware of this. "Wow, you guys made it here pretty quick!" Rumi was impressed by their speed. Rumi then rang the doorbell a few more times, hoping she wouldn't have to resort to sneaking in to the mansion on her first visit to it. Rumi wanted to leave a good impression on Sarai's dad, before she'd start sneaking around a bit more. |
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| GoldenSama | May 5 2011, 07:02 PM Post #6645 |
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[Maintenance Tunnel] “Good.” Nanami replied simply. She was not quite sure what to say, nor was she sure if she should even allow Lavan to stay this close. The idea crossed her mind that she likely should just distance herself from him. It was the smart choice… but at the same time, it was something she could not bring herself to do. This could eventually cause problems for Lavan, as well as for her… but she still wanted things to end well, even if she was not sure how. “For right now… I think maybe we should just go dance.” [On The Road To D-Mart] Musashi was shaken to reality as Shiori spoke up. The boy chuckled a bit nervously, rubbing the back of his neck as he usually did when he was unsure of things. “Oh, very crazy… but to tell you the truth, Shiori, things have seemed crazy for a while.” Musashi said a bit grimly. He shook his head, and smiled over at her. He paused, looking over to her. “Still! It was a fun party…” [Sarai’s Mansion] Aderu was finally close to catching his breath. He looked over to Chachamaru as she arrived, and then shook his head. ”I appreciate your offer, but sometimes I just have to do things on my own.” Aderu was quite stubborn. He looked over to Rumi. “… So what are we doing here, anyway…?” |
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