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| Tux | Nov 28 2010, 02:56 PM Post #76 |
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Fancy Clothing Store As Spoony walked out of the dressing room he was in, he looked at the dressing room door that Sophie was in and said, "I'm gonna go get myself a new suit, too, while you try all those out. Don't worry about the price, just pick out whichever one you like the most!" After looking around for a bit, Spoony found a suit that he liked and went back to the dressing room next to Sophie's to try it on. He liked it well enough and decided that's the one he'd be wearing. After that, he came back out and sat down, waiting for Sophie. For some reason, he now began to anticipate her choice. |
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| Crystal Rose | Nov 28 2010, 03:56 PM Post #77 |
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Fancy Clothing Store Because of how she was raised Sophie had never had to try on many fancy dresses.She looked at each one she had gathered and decided that rich people must have had some strange fascination with overly tight corsets and poofy skirts....Definitely not her first choice in style but she wouldn't complain. After all she was going to get to go on a airship!! "Okay! I'm ready....I think" Sophie finally decided, stepping out of the dressing room. Sophie had managed to find a cranberry colored dress that had fit pretty well, held up by various ribbons and a tight bodice, and covered by a small brown jacket. The skirt was long and hid her old work boots which she preferred much more than the uncomfortable looking heels which she had grabbed from the store. She decided to keep her hair down so it fell around her face and shoulders. "Well, do I look rich and fancy?" she asked |
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| GoldenSama | Nov 28 2010, 04:19 PM Post #78 |
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[Slums] The hobo seemed to relax, switching off his lantern and putting his gigantically oversized handgun away. While he was relaxed, Alice was anything but. She had immediately checked on Martis, who was still shaking like a leaf from having a gun held on his neck for so long. The lieutenant then turned her sights on the mysterious helpful hobo. “Alright, who are you?” Alice demanded. “Err... Corporal Randel Orlan, ma'am.” Alice blinked. “You're... military?! Why are you dressed that way? Whose unit are you in, soldier?” Orlan rubbed his neck. “Um... I'm not really...” “Speak up!” “I'm in the 901st, ma'am...” Alice paused. “The 901? They were disbanded years ago... What have you been doing all this time?” Orlan blinked. “Disbanded? Oh... that explains a lot... I was out there,” He pointed towards the massive wall in the distance; one of many that separated Hydron from the wastelands. “I just got back a few days ago... I came to HQ, but...” Alice became a bit somber. “You were outside the wall...? Then you couldn't have known... five years ago, an accident at one of the big companies destroyed this area... the 901st post was destroyed. The unit was disbanded...” Orlan frowned. “I see... Then where should...?” “... You'll be coming back to Post 0014 with us. I'll get in contact with HQ and get you a new assignment.” [Train] As the train stopped, Roll stopped next to her brother, staring at the gigantic ship in the distance. For several seconds, she just stood in awe, her mouth slightly open and her eyes growing wider by the second until she looked rather chibi. “We HAVE to get on that ship!” She declared, grabbing Rock by the arm. “That thing is... it's so huge! I want to take it apart!” Hopefully, Roll would not try that while it was in mid-air. She then noticed a line where several girls in fancy dresses were boarding the airship; the employee's entrance. “... Rock, I found our ticket in! … Mine, anyway. I'm gonna steal one of those dresses and be a service girl! Hmm... Hey Rock, you knoooow... with a little makeup I bet you could pass for a girl.” Final Fantasy VII. […] Sama, meanwhile, was equally awestruck. The boy was an engineer – one of the finest engineers who worked for Stark Industries. He had a lot of talent, and his dream was to oversee an airship project. Yet, that was a dream he had never realized. He was stuck working on the trains, and for a very good reason. While he had the talent and the know how, Sama also had a rather... unfortunate past. His involvement in a certain incident attached a stigma. While Stark and Crystal were his friends, many others would have automatically viewed him with suspicion if they knew. So, Sama was stuck to toil as a train engineer. “Crystal, wait up!” As his friend headed towards the work line, he ran to catch up with her. “I'll see you inside...” He paused, then waved, and went to find Stark... … But Stark had wandered off. |
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| The Vidit of Light | Nov 28 2010, 04:35 PM Post #79 |
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Slums Didymus listened as Orlan and Alice had their exchange, then nodded. "Alright, we'll debrief when we get back, but...lieutenant, a word, if I may?" If she agreed, they'd step aside, away from the others. "That lantern...lieutenant, tell me, have you heard about those men who carried the blue lanterns...? The rumors that swirled around the military? A ghostly glow amidst the fog of war...didn't you see the way he stood, the way he acted when he switched that lantern on? Completely without regard for his own safety, moving like a zombie, fixed only on his target..." He paused. "Look, I'm as grateful for his help as the next officer who doesn't loose a single man in a shootout, but..." He sighed. "...just please...let's be careful. If you know as much about the 901 as you let on...you know that not all of the talk about it is exactly wholesome, and that little event there was quite suspect...I'm not saying not to take him back, or that he's even got any ill intent, necessairly...just...fools rush in, you know? Please, just...be careful." Blast. I don't know what I hate being caught up in more; aristocrat politics or potential conspiracies...that probably tie BACK to aristocrat politics. Okay, the second one. It combines both. Of course, he dared not speak his thoughts out loud, not to her, at least... |
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| AGodofIrony | Nov 28 2010, 09:11 PM Post #80 |
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-Streets- Cess grinned at Shimera, then paused, looking over to Shipper. “One moment sir,” Cess said, “And a fortune is five dollars.” He turned back to the blonde haired aristocrat. “Let's see...Yes. I see you going to a fancy party...accompanied by this handsome man,” Cess grinned. -Spork Residence- Hammah sighed, sitting back down in his chair. He placed two fingers together, electricity sparking between them. “...Come on Colette, let's go out! It's too stuffy in here right now!” Hammah said suddenly, standing up and clapping his hands together, “My treat, what do you want to do?” -Slums- “...I was trying to get them by surprise,” Samuel said to Alice, “I'm not a very good shot this far away, unfortunately.” He paused, rubbing the back of his head. -The Airship- Jimi looked up at the giant airship, where the rich and fancy would be having a party. Tonight, he would be on one...to help provide power. |
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| Crystal Rose | Nov 28 2010, 10:12 PM Post #81 |
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Spork Residence Colette pocketed the small toy and thought for a moment. Even though she was young she knew that her family needed money...It was the reason Jimi had to work so much. "Can we go to the library? The girl asked sweetly. She always loved to read, and she enjoyed it even more when her brothers read to her. "And then can we go get some food....To make dinner when Jimi gets home!" Train "Have fun Sama!" Crystal gave the boy a wave before she went to get ready with all the other girls. |
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| GoldenSama | Nov 28 2010, 10:21 PM Post #82 |
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[Slums] Alice stepped to the side with Didymus when he asked for a word. His team had been tremendously helpful today, and she would always show respect to someone of equivalent rank. When he said his peace about the 901, Alice nodded. “I've heard some rumors about the 901... though I can't say I've heard very much. I understand your concern, and I appreciate your warning... but let's look at this situation for a moment. That man was dressed as a bum, and he could have easily stayed out of this. He saw a military unit being assaulted, and he rushed in and risked his life to help deal with the threat. That spells good soldier in my book.” She paused. “Though, his actions were reckless... almost as much as Samuel... and I hate it when any soldier takes stupid risks. Job's dangerous enough. Anyway, I appreciate your concern, but for now we're taking him with us and finding out who he is.” Then she turned her attention back to Samuel, and frowned, crossing her arms. “Not a very good shot, eh? … Alright! For the next month, you'll be spending your lunch breaks on the firing range practicing! That's an order!” [The Airship] Sama frowned a bit, and waved back to Crystal, hopeful that he'd see her at the party. |
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| The Vidit of Light | Nov 28 2010, 10:29 PM Post #83 |
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Slums "That man was dressed as a bum, and he could have easily stayed out of this. He saw a military unit being assaulted, and he rushed in and risked his life to help deal with the threat. That spells good soldier in my book.” Didymus nodded. "Good soldier...or plant." he said. "Or ticking time bomb. Again, I think we're in agreement here, we can take him, he could be very helpful, but...care is required." “Not a very good shot, eh? … Alright! For the next month, you'll be spending your lunch breaks on the firing range practicing! That's an order!” Didymus paused, not sure whether to laugh or wince at this. Either way, he didn't speak up. It was Alice's decision how to run her own unit. MAYBE he'd take it up with her later. He looked around. "Well, lieutenant, you've still got supplies to hand out, don't you?" |
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| Tux | Nov 29 2010, 12:15 AM Post #84 |
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Fancy Clothing Store Spoony just sort of gawked at Sophie for a moment, as he was suddenly finding her very pretty. But he shook that off and got up, answering, "Ya, you look great, Sophie! Let's go ahead and get these things bought and we'll be on our way to the party!" As Spoony paid for the clothes, he and Sophie wore them on their way out. They walked down the street as Spoony looked in all directions to check that nobody could see them. "Okay, hold on tight...", Spoony said, as he poofed them out of the street and into some random person's home. Thankfully, the person there was turning the other way. As Spoony teleported himself and Sophie out, the person turned back, wondering what they just heard. Now Spoony and Sophie had arrived on the rooftop of a very tall building, but then poofed away to an empty alleyway near the train station. Train Station Alleyway "Oh!", Spoony said. "I think we're here!" As he peered out, he saw the massive airship and said, "Yep! We're here!" He looked back to Sophie and asked, "Ummm, are you alright, though? Sorry, I haven't quite gotten the hang of this teleportation thing." The Airship Rock was in a dress and wearing a wig, as Roll had somehow convinced him this was a good idea. As the two were boarding the airship, Rock whispered, "Roll, there's no way anybody's going to fall for his... I look ridiculous." |
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| GoldenSama | Nov 29 2010, 12:34 AM Post #85 |
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[Slums] Alice shrugged her shoulders. “He could be... but I think a plant would be a bit less reckless about it... maybe he is a time bomb, but...” She shrugged. “It's not my call. I'll take him to my superiors.” Then she looked around the area, and sighed. Bullet holes and corpses, the smell of blood and gunpowder... “... Ugh. Pack it up, Pumpkin Scissors! Nobody's going to want to pick up supplies right now...” Alice crossed her arms, she was now in a bad mood. “Excuse me...” A man in the black suit, carrying a large cross wrapped in cloth, approached the military. He wore sunglasses, and was smoking a cigarette. “Who are you?” Alice asked, still on edge. The man smiled. “Nicholas D. Wolfwood, at your service. I run a orphanage near here. You're the supply team, right? If you'd like, I'll pass them out for you. The locals would be a lot more accepting from me than from the army anyway. No offense.” Alice frowned, clearly taking offense. “We're not the enemy... anyway, how do I know you're not just trying to steal the supplies? You could have arranged this whole thing!” Wolfwood shrugged. “You don't. Though I am a priest, if that counts for something.” Alice raised an eyebrow. “... You're a priest?” Wolfwood sweat dropped. “How come nobody ever believes me...? I have a seven foot tall cross! Bah... look, if it makes you feel better, why not leave a few soldiers with me? If I try to steal the food, they can easily arrest me.” Alice frowned once more, but after a moment, she nodded. “... Okay. Martis! Oreldo! You go with him.” The two sighed, but did so. Then Alice turned back to Didymus, and Oland. “Okay, the rest of us can return to HQ...” [The Airship] Roll had now donned a poofy dress, just like the one she had shoved her brother into. “Are you kidding? You're a natural crossdresser, Rock! Heck, I bet you'll get asked to dance you look so hot!” Roll giggled uncontrollably, clearly enjoying torturing her brother. |
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| The Vidit of Light | Nov 29 2010, 12:48 AM Post #86 |
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Slums Didymus started calling; and his unit gathered up what of his men were straggling. "Lieutenant, how about I leave a pair of my boys with yours just in case something goes wrong? They handled themselves in a fight well enough, but we're supposed to be your security detail, so I feel it's only right..." He picked out a couple of other men. That priest...or so-called priest, as the case may have been, he didn't know, was at least willing to take the supplies...for better or worse. And he was offering a chance to be honest with it... ...still, he may have looked a little shady for a priest. Looks can be deceiving. God knows his heart, more than I at any rate. Besides, trying to do His work here can probably wear a lot of people down... "Well..." he said. "...hopefully that man is indeed one of God. Well, let's go, I suppose...we'll come back or send a ride for our boys here in a few hours, right?" They loaded up and were on their way, soon, unless are other plans, to arrive at the HQ/Military Post 0014. Didymus was quiet and contemplative again. The first mission I'm assigned to aid their unit, and we get attacked, and then helped by a mysterious giant with an eeriee blue lantern...just like the rumors...I wonder...oh, and that aristocrat lieutenant...wonder if she's going to the big party they're all having tonight...? Anyway, better talk to her about the paperwork for this, if any, and I guess get our next moves down. When they finally arrived, Didymus got out and debriefed his men to the best of his ability, before seeking out Alice again. "Lieutenant, any follow-up we should be getting to?" |
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| AGodofIrony | Nov 29 2010, 12:58 AM Post #87 |
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-Slums- Aiden ran after Riley, worried after hearing the shots. “Wait, Riley!” Aiden called, following after him, “It's probably dangerous! You could get hurt!” Samuel frowned after Alice told him he needed to spend time at the shooting range. In all reality, Samuel was an average shot. He just didn't like guns. He found them too unreliable, and hated to kill someone. He much preferred close range combat. He was very good at that. -Spork Residence- “That sounds like fun!” Hammah grinned, “Oh! Maybe we can stop and see the giant airship too, since it'll be taking passengers...Got to see it up close, right?” -The Airship- Galv was sneaking by the airship. He wanted to get on it somehow, see how it worked...How to sneak in? |
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| Knucxsonia | Nov 29 2010, 10:40 AM Post #88 |
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Streets Shimera giggled once more. "Ohh, I can't wait to see who he is!" she exclaimed. She was so clueless, that she still had no idea that Cess was flirting. Avenger's Residence KxS put her book down and took her gloves from her pockets. "You ran off to the library again?" Avenger asked his student. "Mm-hm," KxS nodded. "I love reading. I just hope I can finish this book before the due date." Avenger chuckled as he walked out of the room he was working in. "You know, I checked out a book from the library once. I...don't remember if I ever brought it back." After a pause, he laughed again. "I guess I'll just look for it and bring it back when the library closes down!" Though smiling, KxS rolled her eyes and adjusted her glasses again. "What's for dinner?" |
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| GoldenSama | Nov 29 2010, 03:29 PM Post #89 |
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[Military Post 0014] After returning to the post, Alice was a bit irritable. The supply mission had been... nothing like she wanted. She had hoped to hand out supplies, and possibly show the locals that despite the rumors, neither the military or the aristocrats had forgotten about the conditions in the slums. Instead, they had been attacked, and now she'd left a truck load of valuable supplies with someone she didn't know. He did claim to be a priest, but even if it was true, Alice had no way of knowing what he'd do with the supplies or how he might pass them out. “Follows up?” When Didymus asked, she rubbed the back of her neck. “I'm not sure... there's reports to fill out, but first I'd like to get Oland over to command. Find out if he's really from the 901st, and see what they want him to do.” The giant man, Oland, rubbed his neck. “I'm sorry for being an inconvenience.” Alice shook her head. “Don't worry about it. Anyway, Lieutenant Didymus, I'm sure you have your own reports to fill out, but if you'd like to come with us, I was going to take him to see the higher-ups. I have a... friend who might be able to help get the ball rolling.” She shuddered a bit. Then, she looked to Samuel. “... I should make you hit the range right now... but you can come too.” She would much rather take several people with her to see her CO than just the mysterious hobo. For good reason. |
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| The Vidit of Light | Nov 29 2010, 07:35 PM Post #90 |
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Military Post 0014 “Don't worry about it. Anyway, Lieutenant Didymus, I'm sure you have your own reports to fill out, but if you'd like to come with us, I was going to take him to see the higher-ups. I have a... friend who might be able to help get the ball rolling.” She shuddered? Didymus paused. "I may have a few, but since no one got killed, or even hurt, it'll mostly be about how this guy-" he gestured at Oland "-showed up, how some gunners got the drop on us, how we beat 'em back, and all that. Very brief, very factual. I may as well come along and see the higher ups...I mean, I don't know if this is exactly how it works, but your CO may be mine, depending on how exactly my unit fits in here...lead the way, lieutenant." He regarded Oland, briefly, thinking that he should thank him, yet at the same time wondering if indeed he should, as he could perhaps be filed as someone who they were supposed to protect who risked himself... He shook his head. "So, who is this "friend", as you stated, if I may ask, Malvin? How does he run this unit-or is he one of those who doesn't? Hahaha." |
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