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| GoldenSama | Oct 23 2011, 07:58 PM Post #1006 |
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[Japanese Restaurant] Musashi was dead. His cover was fully blown, and if even one of these people mentioned him to the wrong person… He gulped. Luckily, who he assumed was a cook here, was now offering them a chance to eat in the back. He paused, bit his lip and then did something… stupid. He climbed up onto a table and looked around. “Um… Hey everybody! So… I guess you all recognize me… I am here on a goodwill mission to America! To try to establish a lasting peace between this great nation and our beloved homeland! … But it’s a secret, so please don’t tell anyone! Please?” [Car] Red Skull was sipping his wine the entire time. He didn’t seem to mind waiting for Rica and Samuel. Instead, he seemed at peace in the quiet confines of his car. Every now and then, he scratched awkwardly at the mask he wore to conceal his true face. “They will do nicely for my plans.” He responded to Kanna. “If you vouch for them, it is good enough for me. Killing this man… it has always been a part of my plans.” He paused. “However… these men do not matter to me. You, I will protect from the Americans. You have earned that. These men… if they are captured, I will not waste one soldier to save them.” [Crystal’s Apartment] Sama blinked when she laughed, and he wondered what he said that was funny. He awkwardly shuffled for a moment on the couched until she spoke, and then a sheepish smile crossed his face. “Aw, don’t worry about that. I understand. You’re an investigator! That’s the same as me… I wouldn’t give up on an investigation, so how could I ask you to? It wouldn’t be right… even if it is kinda weird.” He shrugged and leaned in closer to her. “Besides, we don’t have to worry about that stuff! All I have to do is catch a terrorist and I’m off the hook!” Yeah, that will be simple. |
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| Dark Phazon | Oct 24 2011, 03:20 PM Post #1007 |
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Japanese Restaurant As Musashi jumped up on the table this man was eating at, the young man wearing a rather unique looking jacket simply continued stuffing his face with the food that was not being stood in by Musashi's feet. "Mmngh-mmph-if you want it to be mph-mmmgh-secret," he then spoke up to Musashi, while his mouth was still full of food, "why are you mmmgh-yelling-gph it to everyone?" And then once he was finished with his statement, he grabbed the bottle of milk next to Musashi's left foot, back focused on his food. It was not very often for Train Heartnet to be able to afford such a meal, and he wasn't going to let some random secret agent dude to disrupt him too much. |
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| GoldenSama | Oct 24 2011, 03:23 PM Post #1008 |
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[Japanese Restaurant] Musashi felt a rather large drop of sweat roll down his neck. He noticed he was standing next to a person’s food. He really should have checked the table before jumping on it. Then the mysterious man pointed out a very valid point; Musashi was yelling loudly about his presence being a secret. “Well… you have a point! But everybody pretty much recognized me anyway…” Musashi was a national hero back home. He was a famous military man and his service in America and the Sakura Teams had been celebrated, until his father started to change his mind about America, and a lot of things. |
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| Crystal Rose | Oct 24 2011, 03:47 PM Post #1009 |
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Japanese Restaurant When Musashi stepped on top of the table Laila couldn't help but to slap her forhead. She had a pretty good feeling that he shouldn't be admired to being the crown prince of Japan....In a sketch Japanese restaurant. Great. They were going to be arrested. Or killed. It was a toss up right now. "Mmngh-mmph-if you want it to be mph-mmmgh-secret," he then spoke up to Musashi, while his mouth was still full of food, "why are you mmmgh-yelling-gph it to everyone?" Laila blinked and looked over to the strange boy who was stuffing his face. She placed her hands on her hips. "Didn't your mother ever tell you not to talk and with your mouth full?" Car Kanna frowned...Hopefully Rica and Samuel wouldn't need such help. While the Germans were ruthless and homicidal maniacs, the Americans really weren't much better in the middle of their nazi mania. "I assure you they'll prove their worth ten fold" she stated, staring forward. Crystal’s Apartment "You make it sound so easy" Crystal stated sweetly, closing the space between the two. "Are you always this optimistic mister detective? Wooing girls who are trying to investigate you?" |
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| GoldenSama | Oct 24 2011, 04:05 PM Post #1010 |
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[Japanese Restaurant] Musashi glanced back over to Laila and he flushed with embarrassment. He hoped that this unusual display wouldn’t upset her too much. He had already gotten himself in hot water with her earlier, and this probably wouldn’t help very much. He climbed down off Train’s table and stood next to her again. “Err… sorry about the scene… I didn’t expect anyone to recognize me here, but maybe I should have…” [Car] “Good. If they prove useful, they can help in what happens next.” Red Skull seemed delighted. “Kanna… I have spoken to ze Fuhrer recently. I vas given permission for one of my more… intense plans. America will regret what they did to Germany in the Great War, and they will learn to keep out of our affairs forever.” That sounds super villain-y. [Crystal’s Apartment] Sama felt his cheeks redden as she moved in closer and he gave a sheepish smile. “The wooing part is new, I assure you… but I try to stay optimistic no matter what!” Sama said. “Being a detective doesn’t pay well, and I see some crazy crimes… but I’m helping people, so I have to stay positive.” He slipped his arms around her. “Besides, right now, I don’t think anything could bring me down. Not when I’m with you…” |
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| Dark Phazon | Oct 24 2011, 06:33 PM Post #1011 |
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Japanese Restaurant Train was quick to respond to Laila, questioning his manners. "Maybe! Though I probably got more of my manners from someone else." Considering Train's parents were killed by a serial killer when he was about 10 years old, and that serial killer subsequently trained him into being a killer himself (while also inspiring his obsession with milk), that likely was the truth. Train took another gulp of his milk, before continuing. "I thought Japanese people were big on respecting food and those that prepare it, though, since the chefs and knives kinda represent the old samurai tradition?" he added, off-handedly. |
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| GoldenSama | Oct 24 2011, 06:40 PM Post #1012 |
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[Japanese Restaurant] Musashi sweat dropped and looked down at Train. He had a point; it seemed that this guy was pretty well versed in Japanese knowledge. “Well, yeah, that’s true about chefs and all… but there’s one thing that represents samurai more than chefs, and that’s actual samurai! Of which I sorta kinda am one. I mean, I wander the world and I have a fascination with swords…” Musashi rubbed his neck. This conversation was getting strange. |
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| The Vidit of Light | Oct 24 2011, 08:03 PM Post #1013 |
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Littlelip Theater Sunnyside appeared, and whispered something in Didymus' ear. He nodded. "Jenny, if you would come with me, something has come up, our host has been so kind to inform me, that may well warrant our attention. Snake, if you would stay here and ensure nothing happens to Miss Basil as she interviews Miss Caprice, that would be superb. We should hopefully be back...soon." Outside Penn. Station Suburu, being herself, showed no emotion. “Sooooo! Subaru, was it? Whatcha doing in New York, anyway? I haven’t seen too many other Japanese people in town lately. Probably cause of all that political stuff.” Actually, being herself, there was an emotion that Suburu showed. Contempt/annoyance. At who or what? Who knows? The world? Whoever she's talking to? Some invisible man that only she can see? ...well, probably not that last one. But the fact remained, she operated on her own mental wavelength. "I am here...on my own busniess. A person must always keep their eyes on the situation they have helped cultivate." she replied. |
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| GoldenSama | Oct 24 2011, 09:19 PM Post #1014 |
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[Littlelip Theater] Snake paused a raised an eyebrow. “Fine. I can stay and keep an eye on Violet. But I hope you don’t try to sideline me for all the missions.” Snake took a seat in the corner. [Hotel] “That’s kinda cryptic.” Maya replied, tilting her head. |
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| AGodofIrony | Oct 25 2011, 09:53 AM Post #1015 |
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-Queens- Well even if this wasn't the man they were after, Samuel was going to have to kill him on principle now. Samuel darted forward, trying to grab the man's throat! -Hotel- “Well, the bags are dropped off,” Edda said, after he and Paul helped Lenalee drop the bags off, “Are all of you new to New York? Well, except Maya here I think. We should show you all the sights! Right Paul?” Paul shrugged. -McCall Residence- “...Joyce...you don't understand...what happened in the past...” Galv said, “This man...and I use the term loosely, use to...date your mother...He treated her horribly...” He frowned, not really wanting to go into details, “He can't be trusted...” -High Rise Apartments- “It's okay Adrianna...I should have done something better, kept her from leaving...” Aaron sighed, sitting down next to his twin, “It's my fault...don't beat yourself up over it.” |
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| GoldenSama | Oct 25 2011, 03:09 PM Post #1016 |
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[Queens] The Chief tried to yelp out as Samuel grabbed his throat! Immediately he shot Samuel several times, unaware that it would be a useless gesture. The Chief gasped for air and dropped his gun, trying to pry Samuel’s hand off his windpipe. “Don’t squeeze too hard!” Rica stepped up from the stairs. “If you leave bruises, they’ll know it wasn’t suicide.” He walked over and picked up the Chief’s gun, while wearing gloves. He pushed the gun back into the Chief’s hand and then pushed his hand so the gun was against his own head. “Now, here’s what happens. You squeeze the trigger, or my friend here is going to dislocate every joint in your body.” And this is a reminder that Rica is still pretty effed up. |
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| GameandWatch | Oct 26 2011, 03:19 PM Post #1017 |
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Littlelip Theater Violet smiled slightly, leading her into a room to initiate the interrogation. She immediately wrote a note and handed it too Caprice. "Hello, Miss Caprice. As you have already heard, my name is Violet Basil. I'm sorry I must communicate through note, as I am a mute. Why don't we get to brass tacks, however? Any questions before we begin?" |
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| Dark Phazon | Oct 26 2011, 06:40 PM Post #1018 |
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Hotel Lenalee finished dropping off her luggage, returning for Maya's questioning of Subaru... And Lenalee couldn't help but be reminded of one of the people she worked with on occasion with the Black Order, Yu Kanda. He also had a way of talking, that made him seem like after you finish talking with him, he might just cut off your head. However, this also meant that unlike Maya, she could kind-of make sense out of statements like what Subaru had just said. It sounded to Lenalee as though Subaru had been, at least at one point in time, in a position of some importance in New York City. Or she was way off base with this assumption. However, according to materials that some of her colleagues had assembled prior to her visit, Subaru fit the descriptions... "Did you happen to be a member of the Sakura Team from this city?" “Are all of you new to New York? Well, except Maya here I think. We should show you all the sights! Right Paul?” "Sure! It'd be nice to see around the city!" Lenalee then answered Edda |
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| GoldenSama | Oct 26 2011, 07:02 PM Post #1019 |
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[Hotel] Maya tilted her head when Lenalee asked Subaru about the Sakura Team. Maya paused, as the name sounded familiar. After a moment, she suddenly snapped her fingers and looked shocked, staring at Subaru with a wide mouth. ![]() “Wow! You’re from the Sakura Team? Ooooh! I know a lady from the Sakura Team! She’s really scary… I even saw Mr. Edgeworth freak out around her!” |
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| The Vidit of Light | Oct 26 2011, 07:26 PM Post #1020 |
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Japanese Restaurant Didymus (and Jenny, if she had come along as Didymus said) stepped out of the cab they had rented, and made his way into the resturaunt. "...there's our man." he said, eying Musashi...who was standing on the table. Littlelip Theater Diana hesitated. "...I...why are you even here? Is there some reason why we're being looked into" she asked. Hotel Suburu's expression conveyed...annoyance. "Hmph. It seems that it is impossible to maintain one's privacy." she simply said. |
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