Obelisk : Room 508 - Ryan's Apartment(#618R)
One word springs to mind as you walk into Ryan's apartment: cluttered. Stuff is
strewn everywhere, from the multitude of shelves that line the wall, to the
comic books and CD's on the floor.
The main room, which makes up most of the apartment, has apparently been
relegated to storage duty. Aside from the King-sized bed, the desk, and the TV,
all the rest of the furniture here is book shelves. As you look the shelves
over, you see a roughly equal proportion of both scholarly texts (physics
textbooks, archaeological logs, etc.), and comic books. How unusual. Hooked up
to the TV is a wide variety of video game consoles, some no longer supported.
The small kitchenette and bathroom are comparatively unremarkable.
[Exits : (O)ut ]
[Sleepers: Kay ]
[Things : Blaster Rifle(#1582), Backpack(#2158), and Midgaard City Map(#1293) ]
>Eria strides out of the shadows.
>Eria has arrived.
>Eria (OOC) is still outside. c.c
>At the moment, the only hint to Eria's present is a scratching sound from
outside as she climbs up the wall. . o O ( I'm going to take care of him before
he gives me any more trouble. Let's see... His apartment was on the next floor
up... That one, I think. )
>Ryan is busy playing Bushido Blade 2 . o O ( Dammit, the first one was
better! )
>Eria (OOC) Yep.
>Eria uses her claws to carefully cut a small circle of glass out of the window,
and tosses it off into the distance, where it shatters beyond earshot. She
reaches in to unlatch the window, hopefully Ryan's too busy with his
Playstation to notice.
>Ryan has the volume cranked up to about 110 Db
>Eria opens the window and slips into the apartment. She walks quietly up behind
Ryan. And I mean *really* quietly. Cats are nearly silent when stalking prey.
She raises one hand, and tries to sever Ryan's head from his body with one
quick slash.
>What our homicidal neko-girl doesn't know is that Ryan Tabbot has switched her
rgular coffee with delicious folgers cryst... no, wait, I mean, that Ryan
Tabbot isn't as inept as he seems. He's faced stealthy foes before, and his
heightened chi senses give you away! That, or your reflection in the
television. He says, without looking over his shoulder, "Well, hello again."
>Eria stops in mid-swing. "..."
>Ryan continues, "I really don't want to get my room all messy, y'know? Can I
put a tarp down first?"
>Eria says, "Oh, don't worry. It'll be the landlord's problem." She jabs at
Ryan, trying to impale him.
>Ryan shows why he's da bomb. He ducks forward (without even watching you!?),
jabbing back towards your gut with his elbow. "Babe, I really wish you'd stop
doing that."
>Eria gets elbowed, and stumbles backwards, probably knocking over something
expensive. "As soon as you die, I'll stop. Deal?"
>Ryan stands up, dropping his controller (dual shock, even!), and cracking his
knuckles as he turns towards you. "Easier said then done, babe."
>Eria tenses her legs... "Guess I'll have to get it over with then." She springs
into the air, reaching the height of the ceiling, and diving at Ryan with both
sets of claws pointed straight at him.
>Ryan hmms at this sudden development. As you leap to the ceiling, he comments,
"There's one little problem with that..." As you fly towards him, he lashes
forwards with his right hand, snatching your wrist out of the air (!!)... your
claws probably do nasty things to the inside of his arm, but it gives him the
leverage he needs for a good -tug- to knock you to the ground. The punch he
throws at your stomach is just to prove his point. "... I've seen it done
before."
>l eria
Eria
The girl who stands before you looks to be around seventeen or eighteen. Her
dark-blue hair is loosely pulled back, and hangs down to the middle of her
back, with a few loose strands in front hanging before her deep blue eyes.
Poking up out of her hair is a pair of tiger- striped cat ears, and further
down you see a tail, similarly patterened. Her features are thin and feline,
and her skin is lightly tanned. When she smiles you can see that she has a
small set of fangs, which look more cute than fearsome.
She wears a tight black t-shirt, decorated with a stylized gold oriental dragon
trailing up from the right sleeve, across the collar, with its head on the left
shoulder. She also has a pair of jeans, with a hole cut in them for her tail to
go through. And on her feet she wears a pair of thin black sandals. Around her
wrist, for some odd reason, is a skintight band of what looks like black
leather.
Around her neck is a choker made out of what looks like snakeskin. Set in the
middle of it is an amber stone, with a black slit in the middle, like the eye
of a serpent.
Carrying:
Midgaard City Map
>Eria oofs! as she hits the ground, and then takes a punch to the stomach. She's
back on her feet in a flash, but she wobbles more than slightly. "That hurt!"
She jabs at Ryan again.
>"One other problem, babe..." As you lash out towards him, he steps to the side,
just enough to avoid taking more then a scrape to the side. However, he kicks
forward, towards your shin, with hope tripping you up. If that isn't enough, he
tries to grab your wrist, to speed the process up. "... I have better range."
>Eria trips *and* gets grabbed, giving Ryan about a second to do something or
end up discovering that he's missing an arm or two.
>Ryan uses Eria's momentum against her, tugging her forward to send her
sprawling. She can't weigh too much, and Ryan's a strong guy. The whole intent
of this is to get Ryan behind her... a task that can be accomplished by
twisting his grip as Eria passes by.
>Eria gets twisted around in front of Ryan, but still keeps trying to slash him
with her free arm, while tugging at his grip, trying to break free.
>Ryan does indeed get slashed, blood welling up from the wounds that now spring
up on his abdomen. "Hey! This was my favorite shirt!" With that exclamation he
tries to slip HIS free arm under the shoulder of yours, to stop that slashing
and flailing.
>Eria is now pinned on both arms, but she keeps struggling. "Let go of me!"
>Ryan grabs your other wrist now... that should hold you down, at least for the
time being. "I don't WANT to." . o O ( Okay, I've got her pinned... now what?
)
>Eria is seemingly held. Yes, Ryan has both her arms pinned. But what about her
legs? Didn't that just sound like claws being extended? But, it couldn't have
been her hands... And why is she raising her leg so that her toes are pointed
at Ryan's shin?
>Ryan hrmms. Bad sign indeed. Well, one thing to do here, the good old fashioned
headbutt. With luck, it'll knock her unconscious, or at least stun her.
>Eria gets hit with a solid *thunk* sound, and goes limp in Ryan's arms. Well,
that takes care of her for now. Her claws automatically retract.
>Ryan rubs his noggin' . o O ( Ow ow ow ow... Great Ryan, NOW what do you do
with her? )
>Well, keeping an unconcious girl in your apartment is probably illegal in most
places. Might want to try getting her to someplace where people can watch her.
Of course, you have to do it without being seen. Dragging people around is also
suspicious.
>Suspicion is Ryan Tabbot's middle name! Or something. You can almost hear the
gears grinding in his head as he ponders. . o O ( Of course, the bar! )
>Going to leave Eria in the capable hands of Tifa and the Dirty Pair, eh?
>Yeah! ... Well, is Ryan any better?
>Good point.
>Ryan hefts Eria up. He attempts to cradle her in his arms... at least that'll
look a little less damaging if he gets spotted @_o
>Eria gets lifted easily. x.x
>Ryan looks around. Damage... minimal. Playstation game... lost. Damn you Eria!
>Eria already is, thanks.
>Ryan opens the door. It's amazing how cumbersome this is when you got a girl in
your arms.
>Eria probably won't start moving until you get to the bar, if you hurry...
>Ryan is trying to, thankyouverymuch
o
You open the door and walk out into the hallway.
** Walk cut **
Tyr Road [300]
The apartment buildings and hotels give way to smaller, less expensive and
privately owned buildings of like sort. Then those eventually dwindle to what
you find on either side of you now. Yes, various scents of delicious food of a
wide assortment of styles, flavours, and nationalities entices your olfactorial
senses..attempting to lure you in for a bite, or five. Make no mistake,
however. It doesn't come as cheap as those fast food places around southern
Tyr Road..though you'll definately appreciate the higher quality. At a point
up ahead, the road and street becomes an unpaved trail, towards the start of
the steep walls that the mountain atol surrounding Midgaard creates. A deep
gorge carved by forces long forgotten and lost to legend is to the west
here..and a suspension bridge has been erected so that pedestrians might take a
stroll across it to Sif Way to the east, and marvel at it.
[Exits : (N)orth, Tifa's Seventh Heaven (7), (T)ransit Station, Path (D)own
to the Gorge, Suspension (B)ridge, and (S)outh ]
[Players : Tasuki, and Guy ]
Ryan arrives, with Eria following behind.
[Sleepers: Janus, Aerith, Motoroid Red(Pup), and Hammer ]
[Things : None ]
>Ryan strolls towards the bar, carrying a sleeping or unconscious Eria >.>
<.<
>Guy sort of blinks 'awake' after a little bit. Blinkblink. Eh? Someone greeted
him? "Uh,... oh. Hi." He smiles, waving a hand towards the man who greeted him.
>Tasuki glances at Ryan, "Uh, she drink too much or somethin'? o.o;"
>Ryan stops in his tracks. D'oh. Didn't want to get seen yet. "Actually, she
just tried to kill me, not much, really."
>Guy blinks, then looks at the girl at that comment. "She tried to kill you?
Wow... she's more impressive than she looks, if she had the guts for something
like that." He looks back at Ryan. "Why in the world would she try something
like that?" The look is somewhat suspicious, at least...
>Tasuki ahems, "She doesn't look like she could kill ya..." He grins fangedly,
"Guess that's why you're not dead."
>Ryan sweatdrops. "Thanks for the vote of confidence." =_= "Nah, she was
fast, but she wasn't skilled. Just gotta find something to do with her before
she wakes up."
>Eria just kinda lies there, since she's out cold. x.x
>Guy asks, "She doesn't exactly look fearsome. Why not leave her somewhere, and
keep an eye on her?"
>Ryan peers at Guy, quiping, "You haven't seen the claws..." He coughs. "I can't
just leave her in my !@&(! apartment, y'know."
>l guy
Guy
It's hard not to notice this man. He makes a point of being noticed, after all,
flashing a grin right at you as soon as he knows you're looking. A shock of
bright red hair crests his head, bound back into a thick and scruffy ponytail,
the bangs left long and loose to drape over his forehead and one eye. A white
headband winds around the rest, binding the ponytail, and holding it and the
rest of his hair into proper place.. or a close appriximation, anyhow. His eyes
are an extremely odd hue of autumn brown... bordering on a red. They are.. or
at least the one that can be seen to the side of the obscuring mop of hair..
expressive, hiding very little in the way of emotion. Although tall, standing
slightly past 6', his build is narrow, with hardly a stich of extra fat on
him.. or extra muscle, for that matter. Only his upper arms show any sign of
extra build, suggesting a swordfighter, most likely. A stalk of grass pokes out
of his mouth, swaying lightly to and fro as he chews at it idly.
He wears a very simple outfit, and one that apparently wasn't built for him. A
red turtleneck sweater that looks a little too large on his lanky form..
particularly in the chest area. Still, it's warm. He isn't complaining about an
odd fit. A thick belt is laid around his waist, the front of it coming together
in a sort of belly-guard of hardened leather. His pants are tan-dyed leather,
tight to his legs, billowing out at the ankles. The length of his right leg
shows some slight darkening, and a length of roughly-done mending. Apparently,
these pants have seen some better days. From foot to mid-shin, he wears a pair
of heavy leather boots. Both hansd are clothed in white leather gloves.. almost
a gauntlet, of sorts.
Carrying:
>Ryan does indeed have one or two (shallow) scrapes
>Guy says, "I wasn't suggesting in your apartment. Where do you set criminals?
You shouldn't be toting a lady around like so many vegetables anyhow..."
>Ryan walks towards the bar. "I'll talk about it later, 'k? I'll just use one of
Tifa's rooms..." . o O ( Who is that guy? )
>Ryan scoots off while you guys stand there o.=
>7
Seventh Heaven Bar - Main Room
Tifa's Seventh Heaven Bar has a campy feeling to it, primarily constructed of
dark wood with occasional items for decoration. Several worn tables grace the
area near the door, looking beaten up from years of patrons. The bar is more
well kept, stocked with a vast amount of alcoholic beverages and components for
mixed drinks. The room is just a tad dimly lit, feeling cozy and familiar at
the same time. Other areas of interest are the entrance to the kitchen, and a
porch with some comfy chairs. All in all, the Seventh Heaven is a nice tribute
to what someone can put together for a business if they try. A machine for a
game similar to pinball sits on the less used side of the room, sporting an
"Out of Order" sign. Most of the damage that was obvious only a little while
ago is now repaired with more permenant fixes, so the bar once again is back to
it's former self.
[Exits : (B)ack Room, (K)itchen, (U)pstairs, and (O)ut ]
[Players : Elmdor, Yuffie, and Satoshi ]
Ryan arrives, with Eria following behind.
[Sleepers: Hex, Derek, and Butz ]
[Things : None ]
>Ryan . o O ( Why me? )
>Ryan jogs in, and unconscious Eria in hand (!?)
>Eria is quite unconscious, yes. x.x
>Hitori is drinking right now.
>Ryan . o O ( Maybe they won't see me... sneak towards the stairs... )
>Elmdor blinks... looking at Ryan and the unconsious woman...
>Ryan has a few scrapes on his as well (claw marks?). The whole scene is rather
suspicious o.= Reagrdless, he sneaks up the stairs...
Elmdor
Before you stands the tall, noble figure of Marquis Elmdor. His height is at an
exact 6 feet tall and his build is rather muscular and broad even though he is
starting to slim down from many years off the battle-field. His face is
delicated and well-defined; his eyes, two piercing orbs of pearly white. His
skin is very light and comments the long, snowy white locks of hair that are
thrown about his face and tucked behind his ears; the rest of his long hair
falling behind his back.
Elmdor's chest and shoulders are rather broad and built from his disciplined
training and battle experience. A large, black mantle of silk and leather rests
on his wide shoulders and have an extravagant silver embroidering all over it.
A black velvet cape flows down from under the mantle and is usually pushed out
of the way by his arms as he is constantly placing them on his hips or rubbing
his chin as he observes things; the inside lining a beautiful, pure white as it
contrasts with his attire. A fancy white poet's shirt hangs loosely on his
chest from under the mantle... the sleeves flowing down into a large pair of
black riding gloves.
A large leather belt hugs Elmdor's waist and goes down into an elegant pair of
black leather pants; the material dull and soft and looking to be of real
leather. A pair of large boots cling to his calves and stop at his knees; the
bottoms of them covered in an armor-like steel plating. Going over his chest
and the cloak is a large black strap of some sorts; flowing around his body to
support a huge black samurai sword sheath on his back... the entire thing
beautifully styled with snowy white bone and silver leaf. Inside is the
legendary Masamune... the sword of heroes that contains awesome powers that no
mortal has every unleashed to its fullest potential. Elmdor walks with a noble,
regal stride but his calm face seems to show a faint hint of humble-ness
despite he is a noble and ruler in Ivalice.
Carrying:
>u
Seventh Heaven Bar - Upstairs Hallway
The upstairs hallway is a long thin passage that ends with a window on the
other side of the building. It's mostly free of decorations, and looks to be
built with less expensive wood then the downstairs area. Doorways lead off
into various rooms, most normally used for storage. One, however, bears the
label "Tifa's Room" on the door, and another next to it has a sheet of paper
tacked to it proclaiming, "Cloud's Room". Currently, the storage rooms have
been converted, as there's no longer as many things needing storage here.
Three rooms besides the guest room which fill the upstairs hallway look to have
been changed over, with locks on front of each for privacy.
[Exits : Room (3), Room (2):(R)achel's Room, Room (1), (G)uest Room,
(C)loud's Room, (T)ifa's Room, and (D)ownstairs ]
[Players : Kei, Yuri, and Tifa ]
Ryan arrives, with Eria following behind.
[Things : None ]
>Ryan climbs up the stairs, an unconscious Eria in hand, and... oh, just shoot
me now.
>Ryan sweatdrops. Big time. He says, with wary humor, "Hey, Tifa...? Do you have
a room with a lock?"
>Tifa icly points to room Three O.o
>Eria is just sorta lying there. Whee.
>Ryan sweatdrops again. "I need some place to keep this girl... she broke into
my apartment and tried to kill me." @_o
>Tifa blinks, "Is everything allright?"
>Tifa x.x "So you bring her here.. x.x"
>Ryan blinks. "Gee, you think?" He'd facepalm if he weren't carrying an
unconscious girl.
>Ryan shakes his head. "Well, I can't just tie her up in my apartment" O_o
>Eria might not be unconscious too much longer. She moves one hand slightly.
>Yuri has left.
>Kei has left.
>Tifa @.@ "So you want me to tie her up here? Use the storeroom if you must."
>Ryan blinks. "Where's that?" O_o
>Tifa says, "Where I locked Derek and Lyrae that one time, it's off of the bar."
>Ryan gnashes his teeth. "Great... there's customers down there, y'know."
>Eria is starting to move around a bit now. She's not awake just yet, but you
might want to figure out something before she does find out what's going on.
>Tifa shakes her head.. "Everything up here has windows. What about the cellar?"
>Tifa fetches a rope.
>Ryan frets. "Rope, good, if we can tie her up a window won't matter!" @_@
>Tifa hands it to you. o.o
>Eria (OOC) ...Or so you think. ^_^
>Ryan puts the hopefully still-unconscious Eria down, and begins to start tieing
her up. And don't get TOO hopeful, he knows you got claws c.c
>Eria gets tied up. But just as Ryan finishes, her eyes begin to open slowly...
>Ryan quickly tries to tie the upper thighs and upper arms as well.
>Ryan . o O ( .... D'oh! )
>Eria is awake now... She tries to move her arms, and finds herself tied up.
"Hey! What's going on?!"
>Ryan replies, hefting her up by the arms. "I'm trying to keep you from
escaping, d'uh!"
>Tifa watches in silence.
>Eria glares at Ryan. . o O ( Damn, damn, damn, damn, damn!! )
>Ryan looks over at Tifa. "This' why I need a room. Can't just toss her in the
basement, that'd be inhuman, damn, y'know?"
>Eria is being held by the arms, but that leaves her legs somewhat free... The
claws on her feet come out, and she makes another attempt at slashing through
Ryan's legs. Of course, she won't be able to stand up if he lets her go now.
>Tifa yanks a key off of the wall, handing it to Ryan. "Are you planning on
calling the police?"
>Ryan eeps, almost forgetting that little part. He grabs her by the legs, to
hold her a good distance from her, as he replies, "Eventually, but I need to
know why she tried to kill me first..."
>Eria doesn't try to struggle now, since she knows that, at best, that'd just
get her dumped on the floor.
>Ryan asks, "Have a free room up here, for the moment?"
>Tifa says, "Number three, that's it."
>Ryan nods to Tifa, walking off with this girl. it's probably a lot more
cumbersome then it looks @_o
>3
Seventh Heaven Bar - Room Three
A small room, previously used for storage. It's not high class, but the room
looks to have been set up with a few personal touches here and there. A very
simple area, it contains a dresser, a bed, and a few other peices of furniture.
The floor isn't carpeted, it's simply a well taken care of hardwood surface.
[Exits : (O)ut ]
[Things : None ]
>Ryan arrives, with Eria following behind.
>Eria continues to glare at Ryan. "When I get loose..."
>Ryan sets you down on the bed, facedown. "Yeah, yeah, kill me, I know..."
>Eria rolls over, with a bit of difficulty, onto her back.
>Ryan thinks about tying you to the headstands, but that's a little too kinky on
a first date @_o
>Eria wouldn't have to kill you then. Plenty of others around here who'd do it
for her.
>Ryan dusts himself off, trying not to show he's a little scraped up. "Now
then..."
>Ryan (OOC) erks, and runs... be back in 30 minutes or so x.x
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