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| AGodofIrony | Mar 23 2014, 01:12 PM Post #3706 |
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New York City -Hawkins' House- Sage paused, then followed after Elizabeth, looking back towards Joyce as he left the room. Galv sighed and turned back to Joyce. “...Joyce, I'm not angry with you,” Galv said, “I'm... worried about you. I just don't want you to make a mistake. Sage... seems like a good guy, especially considering his father. But you need to be careful. You're still a teenager, you're still in school...” Galv couldn't quite work up the nerve to tell Joyce he wasn't looking to become a grandfather anytime soon. “I had to deal with Kanna hating me because of your mother and I,” Galv said, not able to refer to Kanna as Joyce's grandmother. As far as Galv was concerned, both Kanna and Samuel weren't on the Christmas card list, “So I know what that's like. I don't want you and Sage sneaking around thinking that you have to... But you're still my little girl, and I overreact sometimes. I know I do, I'm trying to get better at that.” He smiled towards Joyce, patting her shoulder softly, “Just make sure you know what you want, okay?” I'm pretty sure Joyce wears the pants in the relationship with her and Sage. Paris -Chloe's Bar- Aaron's eyes widened slightly. They had just been talking about leaving the country on their way here... “I can help out if you need an extra pair of hands here. Just don't ask me to make any drinks, I wouldn't know what to do there,” Aaron said, “But I can cook and I could bounce.” |
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| Crystal Rose | Mar 25 2014, 02:33 PM Post #3707 |
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New York City Hawkins' House As Elizabeth led Sage out of the room and downstairs the girl let out a small sigh and a short chuckle. "I'm surprised you made it out of there alive" the young woman said, half seriously. "When I was your age Galv found me behind the school with a boy and blasted him so hard the guy couldn't even remember what happened! We blamed it on a freak thunderstorm and some terribly bad luck, and luckily no one questioned it after that" The girl motioned to the couch, moving to grab some blankets for the boy. "I for one think you two are pretty cute together, how long have you two known eachother?" [...] Joyce was still embarrassed but gave a nod to her father. "Thanks dad...Ummmm....Can I ask you a question?" she paused "How long after meeting mom did it take you to know that you loved her?" she asked, pale cheeks a bit pink. [...] Melanie lied back on her bed, staring at her celing for several minutes before wiping a bead of sweat from her brown. She gave a small frown and sat up, feeling suddenly overheated and still a bit nauseous. She assumed it was due to the baby...er babies, and the fact that her normally cool body couldn't regulate. It happened with Joyce too, the little girl was so warm that Melanie spent half of that pregnancy in an ice bath much to Galv's dismay. "You must be like your papa" Melanie mumbled, rubbing her small bump and standing back up. She went over to their connected bathroom, sitting on the side of the tub and running a cold bath. Once it was full she slipped in, instantly shivering. It was really cold- but to her it was nice. Hopefully it was okay for the babies too. The woman sighed, trying to relax for a few minutes when she heard someone in the room. The woman blinked, assuming it was Galv. "Galv, can you get me some ice?" she called out, but frowned when she didn't get a response. Still hearing someone in the room she tried again. "Galv darling?" she asked, grabbing her towel and standing up and looking out into the room. With a yelp she noticed a man, the same shadow form she used to see as a girl. Instantly she rushed back into the bathroom, back against the door. "I'm going crazy.....Oh geez...." she mumbled, shivering. Paris Chloe's Bar "Drinks around here are pretty easy" Chloe said, not lingering on what Sarai said for even a moment. She wasn't sure she liked the idea of Sarai planning her escape....Seemed dangerous for a kid of a diplomat. "And don't worry about me Sarai, i'm fine here! I looooove Paris!" she lied. Sarai opened her mouth to speak, but was promptly cut off by Chloe. "Really, i'm fine here. No use in getting out of the country just to wind up in another crappy one" Sarai didn't seem convinced. "But what about the Na-" "No more of this talk!" Chloe exclaimed with a laugh, sliding a drink down the bar to Sarai. The other girl ignored it. "Time for booze!" Edited by Crystal Rose, Mar 27 2014, 07:12 PM.
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| AGodofIrony | Mar 28 2014, 06:03 PM Post #3708 |
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New York City -Hawkins' House- Sage paled at Elizabeth's story, glad he hadn't been fried to a crisp. It seemed Galv was a protective one... “Ummm... We met when we were in grade school. Apparently Galv had told her to steer clear of me and my dad... So she approached me on the playground and said we were best friends now and it's pretty much been that way ever since.” Galv paused at the question, thinking it over. “Not... right away,” Galv finally admitted, “We first met when we were pretty young, though, not as young as you and Sage. Neither of us had really had any kind of friend before, and that's how it started... We were friends for a while, but before anything could develop, Samuel took me back to England... When I was old enough I came back here myself and looked for your mom, but she was dating Ryan then... I didn't know that until later though. Something... sparked then, I suppose the term is, and we fell hard for each other.” Paris -Chloe's Bar- Aaron raised an eyebrow at Chloe's antics, frowning a little as he sat down for now. “Should you really be drinking right now?” Aaron did ask though. |
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| Crystal Rose | Mar 28 2014, 06:32 PM Post #3709 |
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New York City Hawkins' House Elizabeth couldn't help but to laugh, placing down a handful of blankets on the couch for Sage. "That sounds like Joyce, pretty much doing the opposite of what Melanie and my brother say. I'm actually pretty glad she has someone like you in her life. You keep her leveled--at least to a point. It takes a lot to keep a girl like that in one place." Elizabeth took a seat on the opposite couch, leaning back and giving a small sigh. "I heard you took care of Joyce when she was hurt not too long ago" the girl said, referring to the gunshot wound. While Joyce no longer had a sling or bandages, There was still a scar from where the doctors cut the bullet out. "You'd really do anything for that girl wouldn't you?" [...] Joyce listened closely as her father explained his complicated past with Melanie. She wondered how differently things would have turned out if Galv wasn't able to come back to America, or if her mom was more hesitant to leave Ryan. Augh, that would have meant she would end up Sage's sister...Gah... "So....How old were you when that happened?" she asked. Joyce was sixteen now, and she had done the math before in regards to her parents. They weren't much older than her when they had her. So it must not have been much after they reconnected- aka her dad had no room to get annoyed! But she would never admit that lest she get banished to her room forever. Paris Chloe's Bar "What's the matter?" Chloe asked, taking a small shot glass of whiskey and downing it quickly. From her side she could hear Sarai groaning. "It's always drinking time in Paris. Obviously you don't hang around the locals much lover boy!" She slid him a shot, no expecting him to take it (but offering none-the-less). "Life is too short to worry about society's customs" she said, taking another. While she didn't mind the taste if she took them too fast her poor little body would be on the floor in an hour. |
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| AGodofIrony | Mar 28 2014, 06:44 PM Post #3710 |
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New York City -Hawkins' House- Sage nodded, “Yah... I would do anything for her. She's my best friend, she's my girlfriend now too... I still worry I'm gonna screw that all up and she's gonna run off or find someone better...” He wasn't entirely sure why he was saying this to Joyce's aunt, but he didn't have anyone he could confide in, and that had been gnawing away at him. “Not old enough,” Galv said simply, frowning at Joyce. He sighed, then shook his head, “Joyce... Neither your mother nor myself had exactly a good childhood growing up. We want you, Blake, and your upcoming sibling... or siblings... to have a better life then we did. And I know... 'Do what I say, not what I do.' I just want you to have your own options open, okay?” He smiled now, pulling Joyce into a hug, ruffling her hair before stepping back, “Sage is, and if you claim I said this, I will deny it, not a bad guy. I just better not catch you two in your room with the door closed, okay?” Paris -Chloe's Bar- Aaron shook his head, pushing the shot away, “No thank you... I shouldn't drink. If I do, I might break things. It's harder to control my strength.” Plus, his dad was an alcoholic, recovered though, but Aaron was worried he might be one too. |
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| The Vidit of Light | Mar 29 2014, 09:33 PM Post #3711 |
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Paris streets Aiden's hand felt...nice...Didymus thought. But as they stood there for a moment, he didn't say anything. Just...thinking about this. And everything. It's not that Aiden's attentions were unpleasant... That Japanese defector has women after him just by LOOKING at him, and you? The best you can get is some girl who wants to cling to you because you're the only one who can freaking treat her DECENT. Congrats, faithful son. THIS, as well as everything you hear from Washington and your superiors and the country...this is how it ends. Congrats. He did his best to hide his thoughts as he stood there, letting Aiden step closer if she wanted. If this is truly the only affection she can get...heh, may as well let the poor girl enjoy it. He decided he wouldn't be the one to let go-not yet at least-giving Aiden a chance to get her fill of the gesture. |
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| GoldenSama | Mar 30 2014, 10:17 AM Post #3712 |
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[New York City] [Crystal’s Apartment] Sama sighed deeply. So much for the idea of having a nice quiet investigation alone with Crystal… but at least Jeremie wouldn’t be with them. Maybe he could convince Kimi to change her mind? … Probably not. She was sadistic and Sama knew that asking her for a favor would be dangerous. “Couch? I don’t DO couches. I’ll just take the bed. You can have that couch.” “Kimi! It’s her apartment! You can’t make her sleep on the couch!” “Why not?” “Because that’s just awful even by your standards!” “Oh please. Like I have standards.” [So, I think most of the scenes I was in have died... I need to talk to people and actually get them moving again.] Edited by GoldenSama, Mar 30 2014, 10:18 AM.
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| Dark Phazon | Mar 30 2014, 07:30 PM Post #3713 |
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Hotel Marco simply just acted like he belonged, after entering the hotel. He made his way over to one of the elevators, reaching into his pocket as if to try and find and pull out his room key or room number. He also did not select the highest level on the elevator, deciding he'd rather try and see if someone was trying to tail him by doing something unexpected. If someone was waiting then to ambush at the top, they'd find no one inside, and if someone was rushing up the stairs to try and catch up with him that way, he could either intercept them when they weren't expecting it as much, or be able to catch them from behind, in the stairway. So that was what he did, leaving the elevator a few floors before the top, but setting the elevator to go all the way to the top without him. He then went towards the stairs, to use them to go the rest of the way up to the top of the hotel. |
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| Crystal Rose | Mar 31 2014, 06:02 PM Post #3714 |
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New York City Hawkins' House Elizabeth placed a hand on Sage's shoulder, offering him a smile. She could tell he was really torn up about this. "You seem like a good kid, and doubt you could possibly do something that would make Joyce hate you" she said "I noticed how she looks at you, like you could do no wrong." Elizabeth then moved back. "She needs someone like you. While Joyce is a smart girl she's just as naive as her mom was when she was that age. She needs someone like you to watch out for her so she doesn't get in the same bad situations. Just because she has powers doesn't mean she doesn't need someone to protect her." [...] And I know... 'Do what I say, not what I do.' I just want you to have your own options open, okay?” "Don't worry....I won't jump into anything I can't handle" Joyce said to her father with a smile. She seemed unaware of how easy it was to mess up everything. After all her mother thought the same about her life and she ended up stuck with Ryan until Galv could save her...Like Melanie, Joyce was confident but naive. Crystal’s Apartment Crystal didn't want to fight, especially with Kimi. Plus if she didn't fight she could stay with Sama and talk to him about the last couple of hours....And they could kiss. That would be nice. "Kimi, you can take the room" She said, moving to grab her blankets and a few pillows. She tossed one at Sama. "We'll stay out here" Paris Chloe's Bar “No thank you... I shouldn't drink. If I do, I might break things. It's harder to control my strength.” Sarai looked to Aaron, before turning back to Chloe. "You should do the same you know" she told the other girl. Chloe couldn't help but to roll her eyes. "I'm fine, I can hold my alcohol better than a sailor!" she said confidently, taking another shot. She then hopped over the bar "And I don't break anything!" "You broke a guy's nose last week" Sarai sighed "Anything not anyone!" Chloe retorted. |
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| GoldenSama | Apr 1 2014, 10:46 AM Post #3715 |
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[Paris] [Hotel] As soon as Marco went through the door to the stairway, eyes were upon him. Hiding in the shadows in the corner of the room was a solitary figure, bathed in darkness and almost invisible from view. A knife was clutched tightly in his hand as he watched Marco start to head up the stairs. In an instant, the figure rushed towards Marco from behind, lunging forward with the knife! [New York] [Crystal’s Apartment] Kimi paused as Crystal surrendered too quickly. She rubbed her chin. “Hmm… I like winning, but I also like ruining the happiness of others. I’m conflicted on this one.” Sama rolled his eyes and briefly considered grabbing a cushion from the couch and throwing it at Kimi – but then he remembered that she would probably just throw a table at him and then he’d end up with a concussion. “Just for once can you stop being… well, you?” Sama asked exasperatedly. “… Two hundred bucks.” Kimi replied with a shrug. “One hundred, which I will pay you in the morning if you actually refrain from doing anything horrible until the sun comes up.” Sama groaned. “Deal.” The bounty hunter agreed, and she disappeared into the other room. Sama just sighed and collapsed back against the couch. He slowly turned to Crystal and rubbed his neck. “I am really sorry about her…” |
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| Dark Phazon | Apr 1 2014, 08:21 PM Post #3716 |
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Hotel The figure coming from the darkness was a surprise, yet also not unexpected. Marco didn't exactly feel like getting stabbed by another (likely poisoned) knife, after his last experience left him near-dead. And last time, he at least was at the presidential manor with a bunch of friendlies around to find him and possibly not let him die. In the stairwell of a random French hotel at night... he probably wouldn't find anyone who could help. Not that he was the type to rely on someone else saving his a**, but it WAS a consideration that he had to take into account. He couldn't be reckless here. As the figure lunged at Marco, Marco himself moved forwards while turning out of the way, to try and avoid the stab, and get the figure off balance from their positioning. Meanwhile, Marco himself pushed off of the stairs in front of him, to go back towards the figure trying to stab at him, and grab a hold of their arm, to use his ability on them. |
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| AGodofIrony | Apr 1 2014, 09:04 PM Post #3717 |
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Paris -Streets- Aiden smiled a little, enjoying standing with Didymus. She wasn't really sure what to do next, if anything. “Errr... we should probably head back to the others, maybe?” Aiden asked, blushing a little. -Chloe's Bar- Aaron shook his head a little, “My dad taught my sister and I about our strength. I guess I was lucky there.” He stood up now, glancing around the bar, then grinned, “How are you for money? You might need some if you're going to try and get out of the country. My dad taught me a little trick if I ever needed cash... Well, when I say trick, I mean 'swindle.'” Ethan was mostly a good guy, but he also liked outsmarting people. New York City -Hawkins' House- “I... suppose so...” Sage said, reluctantly, “But I'm worried I'll mess up and ruin things for her...” Sage was terrified that he would wind up like his dad, or acted like it without realizing that he did. Galv sighed a little, “You say that... but you're like me. Neither of us know what's too big to handle before we're in the thick of it.” He paused, then put a hand on Joyce's shoulder, “But I want you to know... whatever happens, your mother and I are here for you. No matter how bad it is, or what it is, I want you to be able to tell us, okay?” |
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| Crystal Rose | Apr 4 2014, 05:01 PM Post #3718 |
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Paris Chloe's Bar Chloe couldn't help but to raise a brow, a grin coming to her lips as Aaron suggested a good old fashion swindle. Obviously he knew gypsies like her well. "I'm listening" she said, leaning in from across the bar. From her spot Sarai gave a sigh. "Please don't get into too much trouble...I'm going to check on Connor and his grandf-" "Okay have fun, don't get kidnapped!" Chloe interrupted, waving the girl off (and eyes still on Aaron) New York City Crystal’s Apartment “I am really sorry about her…” Crystal couldn't help but to give a tiny laugh, moving beside Sama and leaning her head on his shoulder. "It's fine, I would say she's nice but....Yeah....We both know that would be a lie" She leaned in and kissed him for a moment, before standing up and going into her kitchen. A moment later she came back out with a mug of tea. "So, as much I would love to spend the next hour just kissing you, we should probably talk about what happened tonight....And that crazy lady who tried to kill you" Hawkins' House "Joyce is a big girl, and she's even stronger willed than my brother. She won't let you mess anything up for her" Elizabeth said, running a hand through her curly brown hair. "And even if you think you messed something up for her she knows how to roll with the punches. She'd make the best of any situation-" Elizabeth suddenly stood up, a blush on her cheeks. "Not that you should get her pregnant or anything!" [...] "But I want you to know... whatever happens, your mother and I are here for you. No matter how bad it is, or what it is, I want you to be able to tell us, okay?” Joyce gave her father a small smile, standing up and quickly hugging him. "Thanks....For being here. I know I don't always appreciate it, but I really am happy that you and mom are....Well..." The girl trailed off, looking to the side. While she didn't know everything about her grandparents she did understand that they weren't in her parent's lives....She wondered how different her life (and Blake's) would have been without them.... |
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| GoldenSama | Apr 7 2014, 05:03 PM Post #3719 |
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[Paris] [Hotel] As Marco struck the would-be assassin’s arm, the figure jumped back and let out a cry of surprise. His arm went limp and hung down at his side as if it were broken. His eyes narrowed and he looked up at Marco with anger and confusion both clear on his face. “Turn back,” The figure growled as he drew a second knife from his belt with his free hand. “This has nothing to do with you, American. Stay out of our affairs. You will live longer.” [New York City] [Crystal’s Apartment] Sama leaned back against the couch and let out a small sigh. Crystal had a good point. They had uncovered another element of the apparent plot that was happening in New York, and a threat to the country was more important than kissing – even if he really wished it wasn’t. “Well, whoever that Rouge woman was, she’s clearly got something planned.” Sama switched his mind back to the analytical detective mode, trying to recall the conversation and all the small details of the room. “New York is still in danger, and so is the country in a broader sense. The question is, what is their goal?” He paused. “She wanted the focus of the investigation shifted to a Japanese prince… we need to learn more about him. Think your CIA buddies can help us there?” |
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| Dark Phazon | Apr 7 2014, 06:37 PM Post #3720 |
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Hotel Stairwell "The... well, maybe not the first, but probably somewhere in the top ten... One of those rules of dealing with assassins, is that when one tells you to leave when they're not in a position of absolute strength, they're just going to kill you when you turn around." This time, Marco charged towards the assassin, holding his briefcase to try and block off any stabbing the assassin may try to do, to try and give him an opportunity to either disarm the guy again, or just knock him out. "So I'm just going to choose the idea that lets me live longer." |
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