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| GoldenSama | Jul 5 2012, 02:19 AM Post #1996 |
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[Roosevelt Mansion] [Inside] Coulson shook his head. “Snake and the reinforcements are the reason the fighting is outside instead of in here.” It was true. Then another secret service agent appeared and quickly walked over to Coulson and whispered something. “Hmm? Oh… Snake is still outside in the fight, but yes, as soon as this situation is completely under control, I’ll do that.” He looked over to Didymus. "The moment this is all done, I'll need to speak to you, Snake and the Japanese Prince, upstairs." |
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| Dark Phazon | Jul 5 2012, 04:57 PM Post #1997 |
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Roosevelt Mansion - Den Marco chuckled a little more, at Nanami's "reaction." "Right then, your lack of a reaction is interesting, as well as amusing," he then said. He himself was somewhat surprised that he wasn't afraid of Nanami punching him in the mouth with a knife, and willing to keep on talking. Maybe it was that peppermint scented paste stuff getting in his head or something... "You've never really liked anyone before, in your life, have you?" By his question, he didn't necessarily mean just 'romantically' liking, as he was quite certain about THAT aspect. |
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| GoldenSama | Jul 5 2012, 05:50 PM Post #1998 |
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[Roosevelt Mansion] [Den] Nanami’s face was still extremely red, and her fist was shaking as she clenched it, her knuckles turning white. She was starting to get annoyed with the possible implications of his words. "You've never really liked anyone before, in your life, have you?" Now she paused, and looked down at him. “… I … I like people! I just don’t handle stupidity well.” Nanami coughed, and a frown came to her lips. “… Or if you’re talking about… something romantic… well… that’s none of your business.” |
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| The Vidit of Light | Jul 5 2012, 06:19 PM Post #1999 |
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Roosevelt mansion Didymus paused. "Maybe we should go and help them, if it doesn't compromise a perimeter or fortification of this building...and you need to speak with us? ...very well." he said. Lovely, just lovely...what did we do, I wonder...? |
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| Dark Phazon | Jul 5 2012, 06:45 PM Post #2000 |
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Roosevelt Mansion - Den "I just don't handle stupidity well." "...so that's what that is... Heh..." Marco closed his eyes, before trying to push himself up from the sofa, and back onto his feet. "...and don't worry, I can guess on any 'romantic' aspect. If you've liked someone that way, it probably was never reciprocated," he then spoke out, his words lacking his usual energy, and also sounding slightly sad. "And same thing the other way around," he added, before slowly heading limping towards the door. "Kinda depressing, actually..." |
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| GoldenSama | Jul 5 2012, 07:45 PM Post #2001 |
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[Roosevelt Mansion] [Inside] Coulson shook his head. “I doubt that the man they call ‘Big Boss’ needs our help. Besides, we’ve already wiped out several of these attackers inside. I’m just saying, when everything is done and the scene is secured, meet me on the third door on the right on the second floor.” [Den] Nanami frowned as he stood up and started towards the door. She wasn’t sure he should be moving yet, and she definitely didn’t like his words. "And same thing the other way around … Kinda depressing, actually..." Nanami’s face fell, and she turned away from him for a moment. She supposed it WAS depressing… but Nanami had her reasons. “… I’m sworn to guard the Prince with my life, for my lifetime. Truth be told, even if I found that I was… attracted… to someone, it wouldn’t work. I can’t have some distraction, because I might have to lay down my life at any moment.” |
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| The Vidit of Light | Jul 5 2012, 07:53 PM Post #2002 |
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Roosevelt mansion Didymus shook his head. "Why so specific, if I may ask?" |
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| GoldenSama | Jul 5 2012, 07:58 PM Post #2003 |
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[Roosevelt Mansion] “Simple. Security is still my top priority. Even once this is finished, I still need to debrief you and Snake and try to understand just what the hell is going on.” Coulson sighed. He was going to have a long night no matter what happened. |
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| Dark Phazon | Jul 5 2012, 09:37 PM Post #2004 |
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Roosevelt Mansion - Den At this point of the conversation, there really were only two options, in Marco's mind, with one of those options being just to walk away and forget about all of this. But that wasn't really an acceptable to himself, even if the other option meant that Nanami would probably... not be happy. Marco did not accept Nanami's thought process of her essentially being a bodyguard slave with no freedom. There was just one BIG contradiction, though, to that idea she had. "So..." he turned, looking back to Nanami, "what was Kojiro about?" |
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| GoldenSama | Jul 5 2012, 10:22 PM Post #2005 |
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[Roosevelt Mansion] [Den] Nanami froze as Marco turned back to her and asked about Kojiro. She was more surprised that he would consider asking her about her (ex)-fiancé, than she was over the kiss from earlier. What surprised her the most, however, was that she did not immediately stab Marco in the esophagus. Instead she sighed, and stepped a bit closer to Marco. It was painfully obvious that she did not want to discuss Kojiro. “… Koji and I became friends. He was interested in me, but I never felt that way about him… but he was someone I could talk to. I… confided in him that…” Her cheeks were red again. “… I don’t want to live my life waiting every day to protect someone else, planning my entire life around another person’s every decision… and Kojiro offered to marry me. It would unite my clan with the Imperial Family, and it would mean I could live… somewhat… of a real life.” Nanami was surprised at herself for telling Marco this. She hadn’t even told Musashi these things… and what made it worse was she did not fully understand why she would tell Marco. … No, it had to be because she still felt like she owed him. He had saved not only her life, but Musashi’s as well! So Marco had saved her duty as well as her life. That was it. She still owed him… that had to be the explanation. Now Nanami was annoyed. “Look, what does it matter? I cut out his eye. The wedding is off, and it was a sham to begin with… and as I’ve pointed out several times, none of this is your business anyway.” |
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| AGodofIrony | Jul 6 2012, 03:48 PM Post #2006 |
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-Roosevelt Mansion- Outside “Look around you! Your soldiers are gone, your allies are fleeing or have been defeated,” Aaron scowled, a beads of sweat beginning to appear on his forehead. It was difficult keeping his sword focused. The light wanted to expand outwards, not stay contained in a shape like a sword, or any shape, really. “I know I can't stop you from escaping without trying to use a killing blow, and I don't want to do that...So either you give up now, or you leave,” Aaron scowled. The sword of light in his hands was beginning to look a little more blurry. Inside Jenny sighed softly, the man being held on the ground, Jenny bent down, looking at the man. “<I apologize for the roughness. If you have any wounds, I will tend to them later. Please, cooperate and we will get you home...>” Jenny said to the man. She wasn't entirely sure if this was possible, but she was intending to try. -Gallic Enterprises- “Oh...you want to take my head off?” Blake said a little creepily, tilting his head at Sire. “Like this?” Since this Blake was really just a shadow doppelganger, Blake grabbed his own head, and took it off, still smiling at Sire. While Aaron had trouble making constructs from light, Blake found it easy making things from shadows. After all, shadows took the shape of things all the time. Blake's entire body then turned into a dark cloud, dissolving then shooting forward, reforming behind Sire. “Catch me if you can?” Blake grinned. |
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| GoldenSama | Jul 6 2012, 06:36 PM Post #2007 |
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[Roosevelt Mansion] Shishido paused, listening to Aaron’s words. The boy did have a point… most of the HYDRA agents were either dead, injured or in custody. Madame Hydra herself had fled, and he doubted there were reinforcements coming. “… Very well.” Shishido suddenly said, and he jumped away from Aaron. His sword seemed to make a hissing sound as Shishido returned it to the sheath on his back. “But make no mistake, young man… had this battle continued, you would die this day. Consider yourself fortunate.” The Gorgon turned and fled into the night. Not far away, Snake killed the last of the HYDRA agents. Of the four army soldiers who Snake had brought, only one of them had been injured and was now laying against the side of the house, having his chest bandaged. Rogers was breathing heavy. He had never won a fight before, much less killed anyone… but now he had defeated three of the attackers. It was a strange new experience, but he felt like he was finally helping his country. [Inside] Coulson looked around and sighed. “Well… it looks like things outside are over. Good job, people. Tend to the wounded, and get those phones working again! I want the FBI here ASAP to take the prisoners into custody.” He sighed, and looked over to Didymus. “Thank you. If you and your people hadn’t arrived when you did, this could have gone much worse.” [Gallic Enterprises] Sire blinked as Blake took his own head off. He had to admit, that was creepy. “… Not bad, kid…” Sire rubbed his chin. When the cloud shot forward and appeared behind him, Sire slowly turned around to face him. “Psh, play all you want… you still can’t beat me.” […] The elevator doors opened, and Sama slowly stuck his head out into the room. There were bullet holes, some dead security agents, and a whole lot of destruction. “… Man, these last few days have just been weird.” Sama sighed, unaware that just one room away he’d find a familiar face. |
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| Dark Phazon | Jul 6 2012, 07:08 PM Post #2008 |
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Roosevelt Mansion - Den As Nanami spoke, Marco listened, appearing mostly calm, aside from clenching his own hand so much, that it turned white. “Look, what does it matter? I cut out his eye. The wedding is off, and it was a sham to begin with… and as I’ve pointed out several times, none of this is your business anyway.” But her last statement, led Marco into slamming his clenched fist into the doorjamb. "Then stop lying to yourself!” Marco yelled back to Nanami, before turning back towards the doorway and looking away from her. “And quit with the ‘I’m only following my sworn duties’ crap. You’re here ‘cause YOU want to be. You’re protecting Musashi on his mission here ‘cause YOU want to. You saved my life ‘cause YOU wanted to. You are living the life YOU want to live, right now, already.” Marco then stopped speaking for a moment, taking a deep breath, before turning his head back once more to Nanami. “Your sworn duties ended the instant you decided for yourself to take that deal to live a ‘real life’. If you won’t recognize all that, then…” Marco paused again, returning his gaze to the empty (aside from a random KOed/dead HYDRA person) hallway. “…then who’s the stupid person here?” he finally spoke, much more quietly than he had been speaking. |
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| GoldenSama | Jul 6 2012, 09:24 PM Post #2009 |
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[Roosevelt Mansion] [Den] Nanami stood in stunned silence for several seconds at Marco’s reaction. She certainly had not expected that. After a moment, she took a step closer to him and her eyes narrowed. She grabbed him by the front of his shirt and pressed him up against the wall… which likely wasn’t fun with his injuries. Then, she was in his face, and angry. “Don’t presume to lecture me about my life! You think I chose to be here, running around New York, fighting battles because of someone else’s ideology, trying to keep the Prince safe while he spends all of his time and energy trying to get in bed with those sisters? This is far from what I want.” Nanami’s face fell a bit, and she looked away from him. “I’m here because I have to be… you’re right, it’s NOT because of my duty, it’s because I recognize that what’s going on now is important, and I can help with it, and I don’t want to be the kind of person who can walk away from that.” She relaxed her grip on his shirt a bit. “… I took that deal because I had to. You might think I could easily just choose to do what I want, but you’re wrong… you don’t know a damn thing about my clan…” Finally, Nanami met his eyes again. “… the only part of your rant you had right is when you said that I saved you because I wanted to…” |
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| The Vidit of Light | Jul 6 2012, 09:46 PM Post #2010 |
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Roosevelt mansion "It's not me to be thanked, it may appear. I was just another gun, it appears...though Marines are supposed to be among the best at that." He chuckled, then sighed. "But I'll pass along that thanks. Anyway, I guess this means you want us in that one room, now?" |
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