City Square
Welcome to the middle of the sleepy (yeah, right), humble mountain city of
Midgaard. The peaks that surround the somewhat smallish sprawl of constructions
about you appear a vibrant, cool purple at this distance..capped with off-white
snow at the tops. Although the town itself recieves little precipitation from
being sheltered by this atol of sheer rock, a cold wind does comb and filter its
way through..providing a brisk, though arid, atmosphere.
On the southwestern pointing end of town, a small, manmade pass in the mountain
valley allows for easy access from the bustling world outside. To your north and
west are the commercial districts..manufacturing, shipping, and selling various
consumable goods. In the east, to the 'horizon', appear to be homes of various
architectural influences..the more wealthy of said houses bordering a small
alpine lake and park. To the south, the middle-class homes continue, thinning
out just before the open gap to the highway beyond.
As for where you stand..it is the Midgaard City Square..Several government
offices and the larger buildings can be found on the sides of the slightly
misnomered elliptical, cobblestoned intersection. No actual automobile traffic
passes here, being routed through the side streets..this is a strictly pedestrian
and bicycle zone. A large, granite fountain with a statue of Odin atop it towers
nearly two stories prominantly in the center. There are also benches about for
taking a quiet repose from the hustle of daily life.
[Exits : (C)ity Hospital, City (H)all, (T)ransit Station, (S)outh, (N)orth,
(W)est, (E)ast, and (F)ountain ]
[Players : Rachel, Motoroid Red(Pup), Lucky(Pup), Kim, and Lyrae ]
[Things : MPI Voting Box, and Ye Olde Message Boarde [IC!] ]
>Rachel nods. "With the bar still closed, I didn't have much to do tonight. It
would've been my shift right now."
>Ryan meanders in from the north, yawning and rubbing the back of his neck. He
heads for the message board, not noticng the ladies, at least immediately.
>Lyrae pulls Lucky up onto the bench beside her and clamps a hand over the dog's
mouth, "Lucky, Hush." She turns to Rachel, "That's true. Seems like a lot of
people got the," she pauses, glancing towards Ryan, "Same idea." She finishes,
glancing back to Rachel while biting her lower lip.
>Lyrae . o O ( I won't giggle. )
>Kim yawns, looking about lazily.
>Ryan, not knowing what he did wrong THIS time, scans the board
>Rachel gives Lyrae an odd look, not having spotted Ryan or knowing what Lyrae's
acting strangely about all of a sudden.
>Lyrae isn't acting strangely - she's trying not to burst into giggles. Her grin
deepens to show her dimples as she spies Rachel's looks, and she points towards
Ryan with one hand, clamping the other over her mouth as she stifles a few
giggles.
>Ryan sighs . o O ( Sheesh, not even any calls about the water... Do I need to
do an infomercial or something!? )
>Lucky hops off the bench and starts sniffing around, particularly at Kim's tasty
looking shoes.
>Kim forgot about the water, or she'd do something about it...
>Kim taps Lucky's nose with her foot. -.-
>Kim says, "no."
>Rachel's eyes follow Lyrae's pointing finger. After spotting Ryan, she looks
back to Lyrae, looking puzzled as to what's so funny. o.O
>Lyrae truly loses it at Rachel's puzzled look, just doubling over into silent
giggles, her arms wrapping around her waist.
>Rachel asks, "Um, Lyrae, care to let me in on the joke?"
>Lucky yips and jumps back, then growls and barks at the shoe.
>Lyrae blinks, once her giggles are under control, "Joke? Um --" Come to think of
it..why WAS she giggling o.o;;
>Ryan blinks, finally hearing the chatter in the background. He glances over his
shoulder, finally spotting the ladies, and smiles and waves, at least before he
notices the stares. Doesn't have a clue what's going on, at least ICly.
>Kim taptaps her foot on the ground at Lucky.
>Lucky stares at the shoe intently ^o.o^
>Kim stares at nothing. Her eyes are closed. -.-
>Kim says, "No shoe, Lucky."
>Rachel asks, "Lyrae, you okay?"
>Lyrae smiles helplessly at Rachel, "Oh yeah. Just fine." She erps softly and
pushes the sword scabbards across her back, in place before the thing falls out.
^^;
>Ryan wanders over, still rubbing the back of his neck. "Hey, uh... what's up?"
He glances at Lyrae. . o O ( Do I have ketchup on my shirt or something? )
>Lucky sits in front of Kim and sulks.
>l lyrae
Lyrae
Standing at about 5'6", the young woman before you regards you quietly with
little to no expression on her face. Hunter green eyes regard you blankly,
almost sadly, for a moment. As for the rest of her features, from her complexion
to the structure of her face, she very nearly resembles a delicate china doll.
Her mouth is neither pouty nor smiling, it seems set in a straight line, though
you get the impression that somewhere deep inside, she's smiling ever so
slightly. Her hair is the inky black shade of a raven's feathers, grown long, to
mid-knee, and pulled into a single ponytail resting over one shoulder. She wears
for her accessory, a very lovely black choker, with jade jewels all over it, and
small diamonds next to the jade crystals. On the very front, is a jade bat, with
diamond eyes. The sword sheathe she'd had previously has an additional scabborn,
so that the two cross her back like an X. One is empty, but in the other, a 5'
blade with a black middle and diamond edges rests in it.
Ready for the cooler temperatures, she now wears a black wool long-sleeved
sweater that hangs a bit baggy over her slender frame. Beneath this she wears a
smooth, cotton mock turtleneck shirt. A pair of grey denim jeans belted with a
black leather belt, thick black socks and matching sneakers complete her attire.
To keep her hands from getting cold, she has a pair of black leather gloves with
cotton lining. These are tucked into the pocket of her black leather coat which
reaches the back of her knees. Wrapped around her left forearm is a black
glove-like cloth to match her dress. It fits over her fingers like a glove,
seeming to be a fashionable style..though it's probably to hide something..
>Rachel says, "Hi, Ryan."
>Lyrae waves at Ryan, "Hi there." She glances at Kim, "Is Lucky still chewing
your shoes?"
>l rach
Rachel
A very attractive young woman, tall (178 cm, or 5'10") and athletic,
with short, feathery blonde hair, expressive blue eyes, and high-
cheekboned Caucasian features. She appears to be in her mid-20's.
Rachel is wearing a thick, warm, bulky-knit sweater, with long
sleeves and a high cowled neck. The sweater is a rich, dark forest
green, which goes nicely with the black denim jeans below. A pair of
stylish black-suede low boots completes the outfit.
Carrying:
Gift
>Ryan scratches the side of his head a moment, then forgetting the previous
insanity, comments, "Oh yeah! Couldn't track you all down to hand out gifts 'n
stuff..."
>Lyrae rhms? "Gifts n'stuff?"
>Kim says, "Not if I keep kicking her. ^_^"
>Lyrae eyes Kim, "Don't kick the puppy ^_^"
>Kim says, "Hmph." -_-
>Ryan nods. "Christmas gifts!"
>Lyrae hides a grin at Kim, then blinks at Ryan, *pikupiku* "Ohh o.o"
>Ryan asides, quietly, to Rachel, "What was going on before I showed up?"
>Rachel shrugs. "We were just talking. I just got here."
>Lyrae taps her purse with a frown for a moment, then glances around carefully
<.< >.> =.=
>Ryan turns back to Lyrae . o O ( ... Why's she got the scabbards? )
>Lyrae blinks at a thought, "Hey Kim, no one came by the church to deliver any
packages did they?"
>Kim says, "Umm....I dunno. I was sleeping." ^^:;;
>Lyrae quietly says, "They probably didn't come by; Lucky's barking would've
woken you up-unless you're a real heavy sleeper."
>Ryan sweatdrops. "Well, if they didn't, the post office'll deliver 'em after the
weekend." He inhales, then continues, "Anyway, remind me to give the presents to
you later, 'k? I've been busy moving out of my old apartment... finally had a
successful job, so..."
>Rachel asks, "You're moving? Where to?"
>Lyrae glances at Ryan and nods, holding her tongue as Rachel asks the question
she'd been wondering.
>Ryan says his future address, which'll be determined as soon as Leviathan pops
in to link the place up.
>Rachel asks, "What's it like?"
>Kim oocly has to go. ^_^
>Lyrae (OOC) hugs :)
>Ryan rubs his chin. "Not as big as I hoped. Couldn't get the clearance for the
underground installation..."
>Kim says, "Ly-chan, can you watch Lucky? I'm gonna head back. I'm tired."
>Rachel (OOC) waves and hugs!
>Ryan (OOC) See ya
>Lyrae nods at Kim, "No problem. G'nite."
>Kim says, "Night everyone."
>Kim turns and hobbles her way out.
>Rachel says, "Goodnight, Kim."
>Ryan nods and waves...
>Kim leaves east.
>Ryan turns to Lyrae, and asks, "How's Kim doing...?"
>Rachel looks at Ryan. "Underground installation?"
>Lyrae glances at Ryan, "Better. Since I convinced her to start using those
crutches, she's been able to get around more easily..."
>Ryan hmms... "At least she seems a little better then last time I saw her..." He
turns back to Rachel. "Yeah, for the explosives."
>Rachel asks, "_What_ explosives?"
>Rachel . o O ( He building a house, or a munitions dump? )
>Lyrae nods at Ryan, blinks at 'explosives' and doesn't ask <.< She lets Rachel
do that for her, instead shrugging off the scabbards and setting them down on
either side of her so she can sit more comfortably.
>Lyrae . o O ( Munitions dump. )
>Lyrae (OOC) inches away from incoming baps n.n
>Ryan elaborates for Rachel, "The heavy weapons, mostly. The nitro doesn't keep
well unless you keep it cool and dry."
>Lyrae . o O ( Oh lorrrd he's going to blow his house up..I can just see it. )
>Rachel asks, "Why in the world would you keep such things at your _house_?"
>Ryan shrugs. "Why not?" Besides the expeditions Gina drags him on? And the
governments out to get him?
>Ryan continues, "I mean, Penny has a 150-acre underground laboratory on the
Atlantic seaboard, and nobody complains about that, but the city council here is
just -so- damn picky..."
>Lyrae . o O ( o.o;; )
>Rachel asks, "150-_acre_?!?"
>Ryan nods, as if it's no big deal. "Yeah, to keep the mecha."
>Ryan says, "And the nuclear reactor."
>Rachel does the mental conversion. . o O ( Let's see, in hectares that would
be... )
>Lyrae slowly loooks at Ryan o.o;;;;;;;
>Lyrae quietly says, "NUCLE.." She puts a hand to her face. o O ( Good lord. )
>Ryan doesn't seem to have any problems with this, mind you. Of course, that's
normal to him canonically in the circles he runs in.
>Rachel seems to take the reactor comment in stride. Could have something to do
with what powers the KE base back home. ^_- "Mecha?"
>Lyrae side-glances towards Ryan and Rachel. o.o o.o
>Ryan nods. "She's not at good at making it as Gina is. Gina has her own damn
hurt-bot divison."
>Rachel says, "I think I need to meet these girlfriends of yours, Ryan."
>Ryan sweatdrops. "Penny ain't my girlfriend!" o.=
>Lyrae covers her mouth *giggle*
>Rachel laughs. "You know what I meant. But they may have the technology to be
able to do repairs if Eden or I need them on our suits or on my motoroid."
>Ryan didn't mention anything about Gina, mind you. "So... what're you two up
to?"
>Ryan blinks, and nods to Rachel. "Yeah, well, Brianna'd be more interested in
your gear, but any of 'em would do it."
>Rachel says, "Not a lot. I was out for a ride when I spotted Lyrae and Kim and
stopped to talk."
>Lyrae nodnods, "..and I was just sitting when Kim popped up with Lucky, here."
>Ryan rubs the back of his neck. "Whee. Need to find something interesting to
do... never realized how much time I wasted sitting around that damn bar."
>Lyrae grins, "You could always go to the Wolf."
>Rachel asks, "The Wolf?"
>Lyrae nods at Rachel, "The Crimson Wolf. It's a nightclub that opened up a month
ago."
>Ryan hmms. "That place you wqwent t-" He blinks, then continues, "That
nightclub?"
>Ryan didn't stalk Lyrae, nope 9.9
>Rachel gives Ryan a _look_. "And why didn't I know about this place, hmmmm?"
>Lyrae gives Ryan a curious look, before answering, "Yeah. I'm off tonight; s'why
I'm out here."
>Ryan gets -looked- at. "What!? Didn't it just open?"
>Rachel says, "You _know_ I've been dying to go dancing."
>( So sue me if I get suspicious when she runs off alone with Kim. It's not like
they have a HISTORY of GETTING INTO TROUBLE or anything )
>Lyrae decides not to mention Ryan had been there once before, dancing.
>Shaddap!
>Rachel (OOC) giggles.
>Ryan rubs his chin. "Actually, that's a pretty good idea..."
>Rachel smiles. "We can all go."
>Naomi walks into the City Square, her knapsack slung over her shoulder.
>Lyrae waves politely to Naomi
>Lyrae blinks at Rachel, "Go? I just came from there x.x;;"
>Rachel asks, "You did?"
>Naomi nods slightly to Lyrae before taking her usual position...slumped down in
front of a wall with her knapsack resting beside her.
>Ryan blinks. "Eh?" He turns to glance at Naomi, not quite recognizing her from
before.
>Lyrae nods with a faint smile. "I'm the part time musician. I was filling in for
a soloist today."
>Rachel glances at the tall Japanese woamn who just arrived, then back to Lyrae.
"Oh, really? And _you_ didn't tell me about this place, either?"
>Ryan smiles. "Really? I didn't know you were doing that!" Well, he did, but he
wasn't supposed to...
>Lyrae blinks, "I..er." she sweatdrops and bows her head, "Gomen." 6.6;;
>Naomi is half-Japanese dammit! n.n And she has no clue who Ryan is, so she
can't help him too much.
Lyrae peeks past her hair at Ryan, "Only on the slow nights when there's hardly
anyone there, really." *sweatdrop*
>Ryan is quite American, for the record. And he saw you when you went to see
Derek.
>Rachel mock-pouts. "Some friends _you_ guys are. I'll have to go find Kazuma
to take me."
>Lyrae blinks at Rachel with an honestly upset expression (she still has trouble
with the teasing sometimes), "Hey I didn't think you'd want to go there..
otherwise I'd have told you.." :\
>Ryan gawks, and tries to put his hand on Rachel's shoulder. "Oh, we can head
there now, can't we?"
>Rachel blinks at Lyrae. "Hey, I was just teasing..."
>Lyrae blinks at Rachel, and immediately turns red. o O ( Baaaka ) "Oh right.."
she answers in a small voice. *sweatdrop*
>Rachel says, "I need to stop home and change first, though."
>Ryan hmms. "Up to you."
>Rachel says, "This'd be a little warm for dancing in."
>Lyrae inwardly kicks herself, o O ( Idiot. >.< )
>Naomi leans her head back, looking up at the sky.
>Lyrae leans down and scritches the puppy.
>Jean has arrived.
>Ryan is apparently in a discussion with the ladies.
>Lyrae is more or less crawling in her skin. People.. x.x
>Ryan really thinks Lyrae needs some prozac. And Jean isn't people, he's... um...
Jean.
>Naomi glances over from her seated position at Jean for a second before
resuiming her study of the sky.
>Doesn't matter ^_^
>l jean
Jean
Who's that fat bloated dude over yonder? Why, it's only Prince Jean,
our lovable, yet dumb fencer. For some reason, the man sticks out like a
sore thumb. Might it be his height (7 feet & one inch at that!) or perhaps
Jean's girth (Around 400 pounds and proud of it!) or mayhaps the most obvious
reason of all; he is... a frog.
With a head the size of a beach ball-a green one at that- Jean's face
seems to be locked into an emotion of perpetual hilarity. Is it because of
those eyes? Those shiny reptillian peepers the size of baseballs? Is it be-
cause of his face? A sickening bright froggy green? Or is it the smile... a
dumb, innocent, moronic grin plastered across his lips?
And what of the rest of Jean? His silvery, albeit dull, breastplate,
fitting over his large, jolly stomach, with shoulders and a small skirt
already fused onto it. But there's no frosty shoulders for Jean, yessir! A
stylin', bitchin', short-sleeved brown tunic, oh-so impeccably under his
pauldron-lacking silver armor. And those arms! Those smooth green cylinders!
.. well, I admit, they ARE kinda stout, but all that's MUSCLE! (I think)
and breaking the rule of frogginess... Jean's hands are shod with iron
gauntlets... WITH OPPOSIBLE THUMBS!! The horror!
Ahem. Getting back to the rest of Jean's appearance... there isn't
much more to say. A pair of blue trousers (how those skinny legs can hold
up that frame is beyond me)... a belt across the waist...a sword sheath
on his left side... and what's this?? Jean has one of those shoes with
the metal curly toes! Oh, JOY!
Carrying:
Jean's Portfolio, and Smiley(Pup)
>Jean sits on the fountain square, head bobbing back and forth as he sings a song
to himself. Completely immersed in his song, the frog prince doesn't notice
anyone else in the square as he sings... going a little bit like this... o~/ La
dee dee da, tasty crunchy roaches, juices tasting nice, crispy crunchy cockroach,
la dee da da... /~o
>Rachel asks, "What _is_ this house of yours going to have, then, Ryan?"
>Rachel . o O ( Besides the rocket launchers, I mean? )
>Naomi winces at the frog's burbling song. She sighs in exasperation.
>Astrid has arrived.
>Lyrae twitches several times, finally closing her eyes and
sitting..perfectly..still.
>Ryan rubs his chin, not yet noticing the giant frog. "Books, my lab, a
bedroom... um... house stuff."
>How can you NOT notice Jean? o.o;
>Ryan sweatdrops, and glances at Jean O.o;
>Ryan (OOC) Lag?
>This is Ryan we're talking about. He can not notice. o.o;
>Rachel asks, "I meant the interesting stuff. A pool? Hot tub, maybe?"
>Ryan holds up his index finger. "Oh, THAT! Of course..."
>Astrid pauses on the edge of the square, and glances around with quiet interest.
>Ryan . o O ( A giant singing frog!? ... Seen weirder. )
>Lyrae observes absolutely nothing, holding onto Lucky like a life preserver. >.<
>Rachel asks, "Which? Or both?"
>Naomi is seated on a sidewalk, with her back leaning up against a wall.
>Jean, head bobbing back and shtuff, licks his lips as his own song about how
tasty cockroaches are makes him hungry. Snapping out of his song, Jean's eyes
focus on the square, as he waves to everyone gathered. "Hullo, everyone! You all
look well today! Especially that girl who twitches! She looks especially
healthy!"
>Ryan frowns. "Ordered the hot tub... forgot all about the pool, thanks for
reminding me."
>Ryan glances at Jean again. "..."
>Lyrae (OOC) giggles at Jean.
>Rachel ICly is choosing not to acknowledge that her present world includes giant
singing frogs. It's a sanity thing. ^_-
>Lyrae (OOC) grins :D
>Naomi looks at Jean, and hopes he isn't talking about her.
>Rachel says, "I'll have to go shopping for a swimsuit, then."
>Lyrae filters out voices until her twitching becomes less pronounced. x.x
>Ryan rubs his chin, also ignoring the frog, more out of trying to maintain his
sanity then anything else. "Remind me to come along with you while you model,
eh?"
>Rachel elbows Lyrae gently. "You, too, unless you've got one already."
>Astrid . o O ( ? )
>Lyrae quietly says, "GYA!" She blinkblinks o.o;;; "Too? What? When where?One
what?" She blinks at Rachel, "Huh?"
>Rachel . o O ( Oops... )
>Ryan jumps back, out of Lyrae's anxiety attack range o.o;
>Lyrae blinkblinks o.o;;;
>Rachel says, "I was talking about having to go shopping for a swimsuit sometime.
For Ryan's pool and hot tub at his new house."
>Astrid says, "... ... ..."
>Naomi sighs. . o O (I hate people...)
>Astrid leaves east.
>Lyrae pikupikus slowly "Ohhhhhhhhhh.." *sweatdrops* "Um, Okay ^_^;"
>Ryan nods to Rachel and Lyrae, making another glance over his shoulder at Jean
. o O ( Is anyone around here actually native to this darn city...? )
>Rachel says, "I'll have to see if I can find some like the ones I had back
home."
>Ryan, filtering out the frog song, asks, "What were the ones at home like?"
>Lyrae squeaks softly, "I think they have a nice selection at the mall."
>Jean stands up on his feet, patting his rapier. Grinning goofily, the frog waves
at everyone, gaze especially falling on Ryan. "Salut, my friend! You look
especially strong, no? I was wondering if you wanted to play... my sword has
gotten a bit rusty lately, oui."
>Rachel says, "I had a good racing suit for working out, swimming laps and such.
And a, well, play suit."
>Rachel grins.
>Lyrae sideglances at Jean, but no further, keeping her field of vision to
include only the three. o.o;
>Naomi stands, picking up her knapsack and dusting off her butt.
>Ryan raises an eyebrow at Rachel's comment, then turns to Jean. "Er, um, play?"
>Rachel glances a bit alarmedly at the frog.
>Rachel grins at Ryan. "As opposed to the 'serious' suit."
>Naomi heads north.
>Naomi leaves north.
>Ryan nods to Rachel, but keeps his eyes on Jean. Of course, he'd be keeping his
eyes on Rachel if she were wearing said suit now, mind you.
>Jean hops left and right in a bit of a fancy motion before reaching for his
sword, with looks like it's stuck. "Yes, play! *ergh* I wanted to play with
someone since *ugh* no one I knew has *ergh* wanted to duel with *pop* There it
goes!" the pesky rapier finally out, Jean points it at Ryan in a friendly
fashion. "Aha! You pesky sword! Thought you could hide from prince Jean, eh?"
>Lyrae o.o;;
>Ryan sweatdrops, and holds up his index finger. "Actually I, uh, prefer to fight
barehanded..."
>Rachel just stares...
>Lyrae does too, now that there are enough people that she can handle being in
one place o.o;
>Jean says, "(OOC) Bah... gotta... leave... mom's on the warpath. Freaking dogs."
>Youshou arrives from the north.
>Jean has disconnected.
>Youshou
Youshou is a proud young man with long, deep purple hair
and violet eyes. His hair is long, vibrant and is tied back into
a loose tail, with part of his hair forming into . His gentle purple
eyes are captivating, deep with kindness, they match his soft,
handsome and tender face.
Youshou wears a bleached, white banded collar shirt beneath
a dark grey, suede vest. The long sleeves of the dress shirt
is rolled up his forearm, stopping below the elbows. The dress
vest is closed and locked in place with inconspicuous brass
buttons. The deep black slacks that he wears is adorned with
a thin, black belt with a gold, rectangular buckle. The slacks
are neatly pressed and creased, and drapes down ending at
the ankles. A pair of meticulously polished black dress shoes
with treaded soles finish his debonair ensemble.
Carrying:
Tenchiken
>Ryan hrmms as the frog-man walks off. "..."
>Jill arrives from the north.
>Ryan turns back to Lyrae and Rachel n.n; "Well, what's the plan?"
>Lyrae blinks at Ryan. She plans to crawl under the bench, how about you?
>Ryan was getting that impression. I really need less brittle friends.
>Jill waves as she walks up.
>Rachel asks, "I go change, and then you take me to this new club?"
>Youshou walks in and peruses the board.
>Lyrae blinks slowly at Jill, and squeaks out a soft hi. For the most part she
manages to remain seated. Yay her! Any other time she'd be climbing the trees.
>Jill tries to figure out what's going on..
>Ryan snaps his fingers. "Gotcha, right." He turns to Lyrae, who's in the middle
of a panic attack. "Coming?" He waves casually to Jill without actually turning
to look at her, a bit rude of him.
>Abe appears suddenly out of nowhere.
>l abe
Abe
A nasal voice saying "Hello." attracts your attention, you turn your head and
see...some kind of ugly creature. Though he does seem kind of cute...in that
slimy, groos, disgusting way.
His head is oval shapped, and at the middle, near the sids of his head are big
sad puppy eyes...that also happen to be yellow and bloodshot. He seems to be
bald, except for a small 'ponytail' waving aroudn from the top of his head,
colored brown and streaked with red. He has no real 'nose' to speak of, but if he
had one, just under it would be his grinning mouth...which is loosely sewn
together with leather straps.
Your gaze goes down to his bare chest, a slippry looking slate blue color serves
as his skin, except his chest, which fades to an off-white color. His shoulders
are broad, though he looks weak and unexersized everywhere else, perhaps he was a
slave once. His arms are lanky, until his elbows, where they suddenly widen, all
the way down to his hands, which are each topped with 3 unevenly lengthed
fingers.
The only thing Abe wears is a skimpy loincloth that hangs down to just a bit
above his knees. His legs are the same fasion as his arms, and his feet are
similar to his hands. He grins broadly at you and makes a bit of a goofy
expression, then goes back to what he was doing.
Carrying:
>Rachel waves cheerily to Jill. "Hi."
>Ryan is glad he isn't looking. He's running dangerously close to his daily
weirdness quotient.
>Jill . o O ( That was a bit rude of him... )
>Lyrae jumps like she was sitting on a poker. "Er..where again?"
>Jill waves back to Rachel. "Hi!"
>Abe pads in, lankilly. He looks at all the people here warilly..."Uh...Hi! My
name is Abe!" he says in a nasal voice.
>Jill wanders closer to the group, still kind of confused about what's going on.
>l jill
Jill
Jill smiles cheerfully at you, her blue eyes glittering. Her mid-
length sandy blonde hair is topped by a red santa-hat with a white pom-
pom at the top. Her cheerfulness gives her appearance a childlike
quality, even though you'd guess her true age to be somewhere around
twenty.
She is dressed for the holidays. The red, green and white pattern on
the thick sweater she's wearing loosely resembles a picture of doves
and a Christmas tree. The bottom of the sweater overlaps a pair of
casual looking designer jeans. Over it all she wears a thin, finely
styled leather jacket.
As she raises a hand, waving hello, you notice the fluffy red gloves
she's wearing.
Carrying:
>Ryan replies to Lyrae, "The club, remember?" He waves to Abe as well, actually
looking this time. "..."
>Lyrae blinks towards Abe. Okay...that ..definitely hit her limit. Not only are
there lots of people in the room, but there's a weird..thingie..there. She
whimpers and then flees for dear life ;.;
>Rachel glances at Abe, and then attempts to pretend she didn't.
>Ryan goes into Lyrae-pursuit mode o.o;
>Lyrae leaves east.
>e
You depart to the east.
** Walk cut **
You depart to the east.
Odin Avenue [500]
Some of the homes here, unlinke those to the west, appear to have been erected in
rather recent years. Though larger than their elder counterparts, and containing
more modern accomidations, they are no less stylish and do not detract from the
appearance of their neighbours. The contrast might even be considered healthy.
Immediately to the east, a turn north and south and estates with large mansions
bordering it on the eastern edge of the walk mark the end of Odin Avenue. Also,
to your south here, through some wrought iron gating..is quite oviously a
cemetary. It isn't spooky as you think one should be..far from it..it seems a
peaceful, sunny area to be laid to rest.
[Exits : (C)emetary, (Ch)urch, (E)ast, and (W)est ]
[Players : Kenshin ]
[Sleepers: Maruah ]
[Things : None ]
>Ryan dashes by. No, he's not chasing Lyrae, really.
>ch
You push the twin doors open, stepping into the old building.
Odin Street Church: Sanctuary
The tall stained glass windows of the old building flood the room with a soft
light. Your ears hear every creak and bend as you step across the old wooden
floor. This once joyous place of worship has recently been cleaned, refurbished,
and remodeled into a fine place to live and still worship as at the front of the
room is the Sacred Statue of the Holy Mother. The floors are dust free, the pews
are in straight lines, and even some of the old wood has been removed and
replaced. Electric lights hanging overhead hum with energy, though rarely are
they used to conserve energy, instead most of the light provided by the candles
located around the room. Should it be necessary that the light provided by the
candles isn't enough, more oft than not, there is a small white generator located
in the corner to provide more than enough electricity. A portion of the wooden
floor is still broken away, revealing a patch of wild flowers growing in the
center of the room. It's a cute little addition to the quaint atmosphere.
From the clock on the wall, you can see that it is: 11:02 PM
The room's not so crowded at the moment.
[Exits : (E)ast, (S)ide door, (B)ack room, and (O)ut ]
[Players : Lucky(Pup), and Lyrae ]
[Sleepers: Angel(Pup) ]
[Things : Christmas Tree, and Pile of assorted scrap metal ]
>Lucky leaves the room through the side door.
>> Lucky walks out of the room. *snif* Aww... Lucky went bye bye.. ;.;
>In a page-pose to Lyrae and you, Kenshin just sort of blinks as you both dash
by. "Oro..." o.o
>Ryan peeks his head in >.> <.<
>Lyrae is standing near the statue of Mary. leaning against it more like
*pantpantpant* x.x;
>Ryan spots Lyrae, I assume. "Um, you okay?" n.n;
>Lyrae meeps, and turns, "Yah. Fine ..what was that ---- THING?"
>Ryan shrugs o.o; "How should I know? No much weirder then the amonians,
though. So... um... I guess this means you aren't coming?"
>Lyrae blinks o.o;; "C..Oh," she pauses, "Ah, I think I'd better pass for
tonight. Too many scares.."
>Ryan grins warily. "Expected as much... Um, take care, yo?"
>Lyrae nods o.o; "Have fun! ^_^;"
>Ryan . o O ( REALLY need to get that girl some tranquilizers... )
>o
>You exit the building, returning to the street.
Aww..why are you leaving? Don't you like us anymore? ;.;
Odin Avenue [500]
Some of the homes here, unlinke those to the west, appear to have been erected in
rather recent years. Though larger than their elder counterparts, and containing
more modern accomidations, they are no less stylish and do not detract from the
appearance of their neighbours. The contrast might even be considered healthy.
Immediately to the east, a turn north and south and estates with large mansions
bordering it on the eastern edge of the walk mark the end of Odin Avenue. Also,
to your south here, through some wrought iron gating..is quite oviously a
cemetary. It isn't spooky as you think one should be..far from it..it seems a
peaceful, sunny area to be laid to rest.
[Exits : (C)emetary, (Ch)urch, (E)ast, and (W)est ]
[Players : Jill, Rachel, Motoroid Red(Pup), and Kenshin ]
[Sleepers: Maruah ]
[Things : None ]
>Jill tries to fix her hair after getting off the bike.
>Rachel asks, "Ryan! Is Lyrae inside?"
>Ryan steps out of the church, sweatdropping to himself, especially at the new
crowd O.o;
>Ryan blinks and nods to Rachel. "Yup..."
>Rachel asks, "She okay?"
>Kenshin blinks at the Motorcycle, staring at it a moment. Then he simply shakes
his head, attributing it to one more oddity of this world as he looks about,
nodding at everyone politely with a ready smile.
>Ryan nods. "Well, okay as she usually is..."
>l ken
Kenshin
Easily mistaken for a woman at first glance, the young man you're looking upon is
certainly well beyond simply handsome; many would call him pretty, in fact.
Short even for an asian man at just over five feet in height, his diminutive size
certainly has no bearing on the way he carries himself with grace and ease. His
frame is lean rather than thin, without an ounce of fat visible upon his sleek,
lightly muscled body. Bright red hair falls to the small of his back, held into
an informal ponytail by a simple blue cord, with bangs just short of his large,
violet seeming eyes. A pair of crossed scars are immediately visible upon his
left cheek, overlapping in an X shape. The scars enhance his rather exotic
seeming looks, however, rather than deterring from them.
His outfit is just as unusual as he is; a somewhat fainted red keikogi with just
a hint of white trimming about the collar is tucked into a simple white hakama (A
pair of very loosely flowing, pleated white pants). A pair of sandals are worn
on what you can see of his feet, beneath the hakama, and a length of white cloth
serves as an even simpler belt. Most noticeable, however, is the sword sheath
tucked into the belt. The sword seems to fit him perfectly, as though it were a
part of him.
Carrying:
Midgaard City Map, and Sakabatou
>Jill asks, "Is she usually not ok?"
>Ryan replies to Jill, not really wondering why she's interested, "She doesn't
like crowds."
>Kenshin adds in a quiet voice, "Lyrae-dono seems to have been through a lot de
gozaru ne..."
>Jill nods, "So maybe I shouldn't go in..."
>Ryan blinks, turning to Kenshin. Haven't seem him before, but he looks harmless
enough. As Jill speaks, he replies, "Probably not..."
>Rachel says, "Or me."
>Jill smiles and turns to Rachel, "I know I met you last night, but I don't
remember your name..."
>Rachel says, "I'm sorry. Rachel. Rachel Quinn."
>Jill extends her hand to shake hands with Rachel. "Jill Valentine."
>Rachel shakes.
>Ryan hmms, and adds himself, to go with the flow, "Ryan Tabbot."
>Jill says, "I guess we're stuck waiting out here..."
>Kenshin inclines his head. Not wishing to intrude upon the gathering, at the
same time he doesn't want to seem impolite. With a faint smile he adds, "Himura.
Himura Kenshin de gozaru yo." n.n
>Ryan shakes his head. "She decided to skip the club, if that's what you mean."
He nods to Kenshin, not really listening. Nothing personal.
>I mean, compared to the giant frog, and Abe, you're rather pedestrian
>Kenshin (OOC) ROTFL
>Rachel says, "Jill, you're welcome to join us if you like. We're going to a
club."
>Ryan nods. "Don't see why not, myself."
>Jill says, "You and Ryan? I wouldn't want to intrude ..."
>Kenshin, a faint smile still on his face, turns back towards the church with a
thoughtful expression. Despite the peaceful seeming gaze, his eyes seem
disturbed. Finally he begins walking down the street slowly, lost in his own
thoughts.
>Rachel says, "You wouldn't be intruding. Not at all."
>Kenshin . o O ( I hope Kaoru-dono and Yahiko are safe... )
>Jill asks, "Are you sure?"
>Ryan hmms. Ryan doesn't mind having more women around, nope.
>Rachel says, "Positive."
>Rachel says, "I just need to stop by where I live quick and change."
>Jill says, "Alright, if I won't be getting in the way. Which club is this,
though? I really don't know my way around yet."
>Kenshin passes through the iron gates, entering the cemetary.
>Kenshin has left.
>Ryan nods. "I can wait a little bit, no biggie."
>Rachel says, "Ryan knows where it is. I was depending on him for directions."
>Jill asks, "Am I ok, dressed like this? How formal is it?"
>Ryan opens his mouth to speak, then pauses . o O ( Where is it, anyway? )
>Ryan replies, "It's a nightclub, what formality?"
>Jill says, "That's good, then." She sort of hops up and down a bit to keep warm
in the cold air.
>Rachel's bike _is_ rather large, especially in length. "Why don't you both hop
on, we'll stop so I can change, and go from there?"
>Jill climbs onto the powerful-looking bike.
>Jill says, "Great. It's getting a bit cold standing out here."
>You climb onto the powerful-looking bike.
>Ryan is in a tank top, mind you. "Aw, been in worse. That damn trip to the
Artic, f'rinstance..."
>Astrid arrives from the east.
>Kenshin arrives through the iron gates of the cemetary.
>Kenshin leaves east.
>Jill asks, "You've been to the arctic?"
>Ryan nods. "Well, the alien citadel up there, anyway."
>Astrid glances at Ryan. He didn't know -that-, and he couldn't help overhearing.
>Rachel starts the bike. "Hang on." She swings it through a tight U-turn to
head back west.
>Jill asks, "Alien citadel? WHich aliens?"
>Jill grips the bike tightly, nearly getting thrown off by the U-Turn.
>Ryan shrugs. "How should I know? This big snake dragon thing kicked us out and
locked the doors."
>Motoroid Red leaves west.
>Motoroid Red carries you smoothly on your way.
** Drive 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 : Rachel, Motoroid Red(Pup), and Maxim ]
[Sleepers: Link, and Gourry ]
Motoroid Red enters the area, with Rachel, Ryan, and Jill riding it.
[Things : SIGN *READ FIRST!* ]
>Rachel pulls the bike over and shuts it off. "I'll be right back."
>Rachel climbs off of the powerful-looking bike.
>Jill asks, "You live here?"
>Ryan rubs the back of his neck, and nods, then looks at Jill
>Rachel unlocks the door to the bar. "Upstairs over the bar."
>Rachel has left.
>Ryan crosses his arms behind his head, and waits.
>Jill hops off the bike, stretching as she again tries to get her hair back to
normal.
>Ryan doesn't bother to get off, he just looks around.
>Jill asks, "Did you say some kind of dragon threw you out?"
>Ryan nods. "Yeah, apparently it was living there first, and got pissed with us
poking around. Real rude of it, actually."
>Jill asks, "You're sure about this? A dragon at an alien fort in the arctic?"
>Ryan nods, then pauses, then adds, "Well, actually, it was more like a giant
snake."
>Rachel comes out of the 7th Heaven Bar.
>l rach
Rachel
A very attractive young woman, tall (178 cm, or 5'10") and athletic,
with short, feathery blonde hair, expressive blue eyes, and high-
cheekboned Caucasian features. She appears to be in her mid-20's.
She is wearing a black bodysuit, which covers her from neck to toes,
clinging to all the curves in between like a coat of spraypaint. Over
it, she wears a dark-red lacy teddy with a strapless, bustier-style
neckline, the lace managing to conceal the finer details of her
contours well enough to keep her from getting arrested. On her feet,
she wears a pair of black leather lace-up boots, with 5-cm heels and
tops which reach to just above her ankles.
Carrying:
Gift
>Jill shivers, "A giant snake? You're lucky you weren't poisoned or anything..."
>Rachel poses, and smiles at Ryan. "You like?"
>Ryan raises his eyebrows, and gives Rachel an obligatory wolf-whistle. "Daymn
babe, didn't even know you HAD that." As Jill speaks, he gives a cursory reply,
"Hmm? Nah, it didn't bite."
>Jill says, "You're going to go in that? *^^*"
>Rachel grins. "Been saving it for the right occasion."
>Ryan leans forward. "Tell me the name of the guy who spray painted it on later,
'k?"
>Maxim simply watches from next to the door to the 7th Heaven; where he leans
against the wall rather disgruntledly. ".........."
>l max
Maxim
This man seems to be in his mid-twenties somewhere, and stands tall and proud at
about six feet. His head features a ruggedly handsome face with firm features and
sparkling blue eyes; head topped by short-cropped flame red hair that is combed
straight back. His muscular body is dressed in a sleeveless red tunic, tucked
into a pair of bright blue pants which themselves tuck into a pair of worn
leather boots over the man's feet. A shining metal breastplate is strapped over
his upper torso; a pair of metal shoulder guards being affixed to the top of the
plate to rest over his shoulders. His bared, muscular arms are lightly armored by
a short series of three small plates strapped at intervals down to his wrists.
Similar plates cover his upper leg and shin areas, and a sturdy leather belt
encircles his waist; a sheath hanging there for a sword to rest in when not in
use, as well as a few pouches and a smaller sheath for a dagger. The hilt of
another dagger can be seen from the top of a boot.
Carrying:
>Jill looks down at her own outfit, feeling a bit foolish.
>Rachel climbs onto the powerful-looking bike.
>Jill hops back on the motorcycle.
>Rachel remounts the bike. "So, how do we get there?"
>Ryan hrmms, then takes his mind off of Rachel's attire (or lack thereof) to
comment, "It's to the east, if I recall."
>Ryan . o O ( Damn, wish I had a camera with me... )
>Jill lets Ryan sit behind Rachel, so he can have an excuse to put his arms
around her. ^^;
>Rachel says, "Here we go..."
>Motoroid Red leaves south.
>Motoroid Red carries you smoothly on your way.
** Drive cut **
Thor Boulevard [300]
Thor Boulevard is as quiet a neighbourhood as you would expect in a small city.
The houses are closely spaced, but not crowded, and large enough for a middle
class family to live comfortably. They are newer than those found on Thor's
sister street, Odin Avenue, but still have a rustic look about them. A few, as
you walk by, appear to be under remodeling, or still under construction, though
those that look like they'll be fine homes to live in when they become available.
In addition, sparesely spaced here can be found a few small, middle-rate
apartment complexes. The Midgaard Housing Agency could probably help you land a
place here, if you're looking for a home or apartment.
[Exits : (H)otaru's Home, (E)ast, and (W)est ]
[Players : Motoroid Red(Pup) ]
[Things : None ]
>Motoroid Red enters the area, with Ryan, Rachel, and Jill riding it.
>Like Ryan needs an excuse?
>Motoroid Red walks east.
>Motoroid Red carries you smoothly on your way.
Intersection: Thor/Sif
The contrast here is quite startling. East to west are the quiet abodes of
humble middle-class workers and families. To the north and south, bustling
activity from upstart businesses, novelty shops, and various odds and ends. It
makes for an odd situation..traffic on Thor street here is almost nill..but watch
out when crossing Sif. Some of these people are maniacs.
[Exits : (Ma)ll, (E)ast, (N)orth, (S)outh, and (W)est ]
[Players : Motoroid Red(Pup) ]
[Things : None ]
>Motoroid Red enters the area, with Ryan, Rachel, and Jill riding it.
>Jill asks, "What's the name of the club?"
>Ryan rolls his hand in the air. "Wolf... something."
>Jill asks, "The 'Crimson Wolf'?"
>Ryan snaps his fingers. "That's it."
>Rachel asks, "Which way?"
>Jill says, "I just remember it's south of the movie theater. I think west, then
south."
>Jill says, "Or is that East, then south..."
>Ryan says, "Something like that."
>Jill says, "I'm pretty bad with directions..."
>Rachel says, "Let's see..."
>Motoroid Red walks south.
>Motoroid Red carries you smoothly on your way.
Sif Way [200]
Sif Way is the hovel of those 'fad' businesses, as well as more high-tech ones.
You can also find low-cost housing here..if you can put up with the noise of
having people drive in and out of the stores and shops next door constantly. To
be found along either side of the road are a garish mixture of weight loss
registries, lawyer's offices, video game arcades, video rental stores, beer and
liquor stores (Licensed ones..for bootlegging, you'd have to go to West Thor
Boulevard), computer and electronic shops, comic book stores. All that, and much
much more. Some of the shops also have an extra floor upstairs, with an
apartment or two for rent at a low cost as an extra way to make some money in the
off seasons.
[Exits : Vega's (D)ojo, Sif (V)ideo, (S)outh, and (N)orth ]
[Players : Motoroid Red(Pup) ]
[Things : None ]
>Motoroid Red enters the area, with Ryan, Rachel, and Jill riding it.
>Ryan says, "Only been there once, myself, barely remember..." And for the
record, he'll put his arms around Rachel when they're dancing, dammit ;P
>Motoroid Red walks south.
>Motoroid Red carries you smoothly on your way.
** Drive cut **
Intersection: Fenris/Heimdall
The epitomes of wealth and fortune meet at the intersection of Fenris Drive and
Heimdall Street. Perhaps the oddest thing you can make of this crossing of
paths, is the mutual respect of the two neighborhoods for an ancient black stone
statue of a dragon god whose name has been long forgotten, except in the spirit
of those that placed it here long ago in elder times. The road at the spot where
it is has been purposely kept at a distance, and is surrounded by fresh flowers,
and heavy duty steel railing despite the sparse traffic. Maybe those who paid
for all this think that by protecting the visage of this arcane god that he will
bring to them more wealth? Or maybe it's something more than that..but
nonetheless, it's there, and from what you can make of it..the sculpture will
continue to be for a long time to come.
[Exits : The (C)rimson Wolf, (E)ast, (W)est, (S)outh, and (N)orth ]
[Players : Motoroid Red(Pup) ]
[Things : Bahamut Statue ]
>Motoroid Red enters the area, with Ryan, Rachel, and Jill riding it.
>Rachel pulls the bike to a stop. "There it is!"
>Jill says, "I'll never be able to find my way back, though."
>Ryan says casually, "Aw, ain't that hard, just head west."
>Ryan hops off the motorcyle, then turns back to Rachel and Jill, asking, "Hey,
aren;t you cold in that thing?"
>Jill climbs off of the powerful-looking bike.
>Rachel climbs off of the powerful-looking bike.
>Rachel says, "It's a little chilly, but not that bad."
>Jill . o O ( I'd be too embarrassed to go out dressed like that )
>Ryan raises an eyebrow, shamlessly flirting, "Remind me to warm you up later,
hmm?"
>Jill asks, "Are YOU a bit cold dressed like that?"
>Ryan blinks, and shrugs. "Nah, not really. Like I said, been in worse." . o O
( Damn, wish I remembered my jacket )
>Rachel says, "Well, I'm sure we'll warm up quick enough inside."
>Ryan poses dramatically, hands on his hips. "Damn straight!"
>Jill nods. "Let's get in there quick."
>Ryan is well ahead of you
>c
You head into The Crimson Wolf Nightclub.
Reception Lobby
The loud, upbeat pounding music from the dance floor filters into the lobby,
greeting your ears with a rapid foot-tapping beat. Neon lights stating the name
of the crowded nightclub flash brightly, reading 'The Crimson Wolf' while below
it, in bright red neon lights, is the image of a growling wolf. You stand in the
lobby of the nightclub at the moment. The glass doors open back out to the
street, while on your immediate right is the counter where a punkish looking
woman is watching you. Two bouncers patrol the lobby area, while a third stands
near the staircase, which appears to lead up into the bar and grill. At the front
of the room is a karaoke stage, while to the left of that is an archway leading
towards the dance floor. Nearest to the karaoke stage are sets of chairs, benches
and tables for the patrons to sit at while watching the entertainment. A flight
of stairs lead up to the bar and grill for those who can't afford the more
expensive items in the restaurant located just off the lobby.
From the clock on the wall, you can see that it is: 11:56 PM. More modern music
is being introduced - popular hits from various artists are being played as
people walk in and out of the room to eat or leave or just listen.
The room's not so crowded at the moment.
[Exits : [R] Restaurant, [O] Outside, [U] Upstairs, and [D] Dance Floor ]
[Things : None ]
>Jill walks in from the street.
>Rachel walks in from the street.
>Rachel looks around. "Not bad..."
>Ryan cracks his knuckles. "Grab a bite to eat first, or go straight to the fun?"
>Jill is already tapping her foot slightly to the music, looking through the
entrance to the dance floor. She turns back to Ryan, asking in a raised voice to
talk over the music, "Huh? What did you say?"
>Rachel says, "I ate already. It's up to you two."
>Ryan rubs his chin. "Doesn't matter to me either. Up to Jill, then." Of course,
she missed the question.
>Jill smiles nonetheless, "What was the question again?"
>Ryan hmms? and repeats, "Eat first or go straight to the dance floor?"
>Jill asks, "I haven't had anything to eat yet, but we could split up if you want
to?"
>Ryan rubs his chin. "Like I said, up to you, I got all night, myself..."
>Jill exclaims, "Let's just go dance, that's what we're here for!"
>Rachel smiles. "All right! Let's go!"
>Rachel heads onto the dance floor.
>> The bouncers watch Rachel leave carefully.
>Jill heads onto the dance floor.
>> The bouncers watch Jill leave carefully.
>d
>You head onto the dance floor.
The bouncers watch you leave carefully.
Dance Floor
You step onto the sleek dance floor, noting the marble tiles that reflect the
dancing neon lights that randomly flash in turn with the occasional strobe
lighting. The music here is quite loud.. loud enough to make the room vibrate, as
well as your own bones, but that just makes it better! As for conversation..well
it's pretty hard to converse unless your dance partner can read lips or sign
language. There are a few benches around the room, in case the dancers in
question get tired. The majority of the music being played seems to be techno to
new age dance music.
From the clock on the wall, you can see that it is: 12:08 AM
[Exits : [O] Outside ]
[Players : Jill, and Rachel ]
[Things : None ]
>Ryan strides in, the usual smug expression still on his face.
>Jill (OOC) assumes there are lots of people here.
>Ryan (OOC) points at the NPC horde
>Rachel begins to move to the beat as soon as she enters the dancing crowd, her
face lighting up with the pleasure of it.
>Jill filters onto the dance floor, dancing awkwardly at first, then getting into
the rythm.
>Ryan rubs his chin. Haven't danced in a while. Oh well, he'll watch for a
moment, and pick it up quick.
>Rachel struts and sways, arms snaking over her head, looking very much in her
element. ^_^
>Oh, so many women, so little time... well, we'll narrow it down to the
scantily-clad ones, at least. Okay. Well, Ryan walks over to Jill first. Can't
look like he's monopolizing Rachel, after all.
>Jill (OOC) laughs and is propably the least scantily clad woman around. ^^;
>Jill turns to Ryan, dancing closer to him, leaning forward so she can speak to
him over the music. "Have you been here before?"
>Rachel is dressed conservatively, as far as her standards in dance attire go.
But then, she _is_ from the 2030s. ^_-
>Ryan doesn't seem to mind. He just wants to ask Jill a few questions anyway. He
speaks, loud enough enough to be heard over the music, "Just once, actually,
didn't even dance then..."
>Jill tries to keep close enough to talk to Ryan, while avoiding the rest of the
mass of people, and keeping up with the music. "You dance pretty well, though."
>Ryan asks, hoping to finish up with you so he can get back to Rachel (don't take
offense, I mean... look at her!), "What do you do for a living anyway?"
>Rachel twirls and lunges and hipthrusts, constantly in motion. Her eyes and her
smile show her excitement and enjoyment of the moment.
>Ryan raises his eyebrow, though it might be hard to tell through the strobe.
"Thanks." Of course, he's cheating.
>Jill answers Ryan, "I'm a detective, sort of... Let's not talk about work,
though!"
>Ryan mmm-hmms. "Gotcha there." . o O ( Detective = police = get the hell away
from ) He works his way over to Rachel.
>Rachel's path shakes its way through the crowd, her eyes playfully flirting with
one attractive male momentary dance partner after another.
>Jill weaves through the crowd of dancing people, dancing along to the music.
>Ryan, luckily, does not get jealous. I mean, none of the guys here can -really-
compare to him after all, anyway.
>Ryan sneaks up on Rachel, from behind (or tries to), and attempts to grab the
young lady by the waist.
>Rachel glances back over her shoulder at Ryan, and winks.
>Ryan attempts to give Rachel a little tug and a spin, for a class dip-and-kiss.
He's nothing if not overdramatic. He'll save the groping for later.
>Jill takes a break from dancing, moving out of the crowd to take a seat on one
of the benches.
>Rachel follows Ryan's lead on this move, the long lines of her legs and body
adding to the dramatic effect. ^_^
>Ryan doesn't come up for air. Well, not for a good while, at least. Poor Jill,
left all alone...
>Jill takes off her jacket and watches the crowd of people dancing, having lost
sight of Rachel and Ryan.
>Jill looks around again for Ryan and Rachel as she gets up to go get dinner.
>Ryan doesn't notice your departure. Maybe if you had on a bodysuit ^.^;
Ryan's shallow, and enjoys being so.
>Jill says, "(OOC) That's ok. I've got Barry. ... @_@"
>Jill heads out to the lobby.
** As a special bonus, a talk between Cloud and Ford about the Metal Demons. And
stuff. **
OOC view-cam> Intersection: Thor/Tyr
OOC view-cam> This intersection is relatively nice, if not for the lingering
darkness to the west on Thor Street. Luckily, all the streetlamps here are
replaced regularly..any graffiti is cleaned up almost immediately..and a
neighbourhood police patrol keeps an eye out for any shifty and suspicious types
wandering about. To the east, Thor Boulevard is a much more lively and light
place..housing many people in small housing complexes, and a few larger,
upper-middle class homes. To the South, Tyr Road continues in that direction,
with a mixture of hotels and apartment buildings. To the north, it seems to
disperse at an obscure point..though a few eateries catering to myriad tastes can
be seen.
OOC view-cam> [Exits : Midgaard (P)okemon Center, (C)orner Cafe, (E)ast,
(N)orth, (S)outh, and (W)est ]
OOC view-cam> [Players : Cloud, Ford, and Silence(Pup) ]
OOC view-cam> [Things : None ]
OOC view-cam> Silence glances from Cloud to Ford to the thing in the sky again.
This doesn't sound like a good idea to -him-.
OOC view-cam> Ford brings out a third finger. No, he wasn't counting factors
earlier, but now he is. "...Then there's the part about getting -out-." A fourth.
"Ah, but I also have to get inside it, too!" He fades off as he studies the
sun(how does he do that?) and Pandaemonium's position. He then slowly trails his
gaze north...and points. "The mountain. The side of the mountain."
OOC view-cam> Cloud slowly repeats. "... The mountain." And blinks. And blinks
again. "... So you're going to... take part of the engine core out of... the
spaceship... and send it crashing into the mountain." He says this flatly, as if
this is starting to make sense.
OOC view-cam> Ford nods rather evenly to contrast. "Yeah. Hope the parts fit, or
that'd be a darn shame."
OOC view-cam> Ford . o O ( ...Nahh. )
OOC view-cam> Silence squints at the thing in the sky, and shakes his head,
motioning to Ford. He makes a small, crunched-up ball with his fists, and then
expands it. Much, much larger.
OOC view-cam> Cloud says, "Wouldn't it be easier to... ground the ship BEFORE you
take the parts? Then... ah, you could have backup parts..."
OOC view-cam> Ford tries to make sense out of Silence's motions...it's probably
not as hard as others making sense of himself at times, plus you don't have that
light-headed feeling afterwards. "...Size?" o.o
OOC view-cam> Cloud looks back at Silence, missing most of the hand motions, but
catching the end. "Explosion?"
OOC view-cam> Silence nods to Ford, and points again at the thing in the sky,
then the mountain. Then gestures expansively.
OOC view-cam> Ford glances to Cloud. "...Probably. But you see, it's rather
-obvious- that way. We're starting to get into impossible odds, here. It's one
thing stealing engine parts so that it no longer can function. It's another thing
-pointing- it in one direction and then making off with them, even though the
odds of success are...well, ever been struck by lightening before? I have a few
times, but not often enough for this to encourage me. Setting it -down- on the
planet..." He shakes his head rapidly. "Anyone could just look out the -window-
and know what's going on."
OOC view-cam> Ford ohs. "Yeah, good point. No more mountain." n.n;
OOC view-cam> Silence nods halfheartedly. Good enough.
OOC view-cam> Harken arrives from the south.
OOC view-cam> Harken arrives, with Foil_Riposte following behind.
OOC view-cam> OOC view-cam (OOC) You have perfect timing, you know that, Harken?
OOC view-cam> Harken is just passing through--really, she is. Foil is sheathed at
her side, her usual scythe nowhere in sight. She smirks faintly at Cloud, and
gives him a smooth nod, but for once doesn't seem interested in taunting him.
OOC view-cam> Cloud blinks, looking at Harken, then at Ford, and falls silent. No
sense giving it away.
OOC view-cam> Harken leaves east.
OOC view-cam> Harken leaves, with Foil_Riposte following behind her.
OOC view-cam> Silence glances after Harken. o O ( ? )
OOC view-cam> Cloud points with his thumb towards Harken's wake. "... THat's one
of the metal demons that lives up on the ship."
OOC view-cam> Ford glances up at the Pandaemonium again, making a few more
trajectory calculations with his fingers. Unknowingly, Ford is making the precise
hand movements that would succeed in creating the unsolvable knot should he have
a piece of yarn tied to either finger...alas, yet another discovery goes down the
tube because of the lack of planning. "Ah well. If we've got that settled, now
it's just a matter of figuring out how I'm gonna get up there. Then there's the
problem of not getting noticed. Of course, I -could- just bring a Wabanatta VI
with me, but I'd probably cut a hole through the outer wall and suck us all into
space. So I gotta use stealth. That's no fun."
OOC view-cam> Ford . o O ( Aha! Maybe I can seduce her with my feminine charms!
Errr... )
OOC view-cam> OOC view-cam (OOC) snerks
OOC view-cam> Cloud says, "(OOC) She'd ... kill you... before you try. u.u"
OOC view-cam> Ford (OOC) knows. n.n
OOC view-cam> Silence (OOC) snerks.
OOC view-cam> OOC view-cam (OOC) tried, and only got maimed n.n
OOC view-cam> Ford (OOC) has a tendacy for miraculously avoiding certain
destruction, though. Such as being rescued from being ejected out of an airlock
within miliseconds of dying, or destroying Frogstar mechs with nothing but his
loafer, and falling from buildings only to land in an open cockpit of a passing
craft. Not good to press his luck though. n.n
OOC view-cam> Cloud says, "(OOC) You could just try to meet Mother, charm her,
and ask to borrow a few machine parts. n.n"
OOC view-cam> Ford (OOC) says, "That's okay, I'd -almost- rather ask Jenova out
on a date."
OOC view-cam> OOC view-cam (OOC) No way, no how. I don't want Ford near ANYTHING
that reproduces O.o;
OOC view-cam> Ford (OOC) leers for the camera. h.-
OOC view-cam> Cloud says, "(OOC) ... ... ..."
OOC view-cam> Ford glances at Cloud. "...Freaky. How the heck can you tell them
apart?"
OOC view-cam> Cloud blinks. "... I've had encounters with them."
OOC view-cam> Ford shrugs. "...O-kay. Now, since you obviously want them gone so
much, you're gonna have to figure out how to get me up there. n.n And then you'll
have to get me down. Don't think that if you leave me behind, I won't undo the
damage I did, form a temporary alliance, and help them conquer this silly planet
with my superior mind." o.o
OOC view-cam> The crazy thing is, he actually sounds serious about it.
OOC view-cam> Cloud says, "... Vincent managed it before. Perhaps we should talk
to him?"
OOC view-cam> Ford says, "...You're the boss, boss." n.n
OOC view-cam> Cloud (OOC) punts Ryan. "you DID give me a phone did you? u.u"
OOC view-cam> OOC view-cam (OOC) I -think- so n.n;
OOC view-cam> OOC view-cam (OOC) And Vinnie DEFINATELY has one, if you can find a
pay phone c.c;
OOC view-cam> Cloud says, "(OOC) Dammit, I'm going to assume Ryan gave me one a
while ago. More convenient. x.x"
OOC view-cam> OOC view-cam (OOC) Fair enough, and a safe assumption, in my book
n.n;
OOC view-cam> Cloud says, "Hold on a second..."
OOC view-cam> Cloud pulls out a small cellular phone and places a call.
OOC view-cam> Ford (OOC) says, "Wait, Cloud -does- have the PHS, after all." n.n
OOC view-cam> Cloud says, "(OOC) Not pre-FF7. ^_^"
OOC view-cam> 'Vincent can't come to the phone right now, he's being attacked by
a metal demon. Please leave your name and number after the beep...'
OOC view-cam> Ford (OOC) says, "...True." n.n;
OOC view-cam> OOC view-cam (OOC) Well, now you DO
OOC view-cam> Cloud says, "(OOC) Oh wonderful. ^_^"
OOC view-cam> Silence (OOC) snerks again.
OOC view-cam> Cloud frowns, trying the number again.
OOC view-cam> OOC view-cam (OOC) Insert answering machine message above u.u
OOC view-cam> Cloud speaks into the phone, "Vincent... we might have a solution
for... the Pandaemonium."
OOC view-cam> Ford (OOC) can't help but snicker at the thought. x.x; But it's
him, alright; save the planet in exchange for engine parts.
OOC view-cam> Ford (OOC) says, "Not that I actually expect to get far." o_o;
OOC view-cam> Cloud lowers his voice, almost as if trying to hide how silly this
sounds. "Apparently someone wants to try to... get engine parts out of the ship.
And ... it seems you were able to board the ship."
OOC view-cam> Cloud says, "(OOC) Aw. Just show off your towel wares to Alhazad.
He'll love it."
OOC view-cam> Silence (OOC) will give you a hint, Ford. The last person to try
that is being WORN by Harken right now. n.n;'
OOC view-cam> Ford (OOC) can give him the Guide. n.n But if Ford
succeeds(doubtful), and Al still lives(likely), he'll be able to concoct the most
evil things imaginable. And then some.
OOC view-cam> Ford (OOC) knows. n.n
OOC view-cam> Cloud (OOC) knows. ^_^
OOC view-cam> Cloud says, "(OOC) But what the hell. n.n"
OOC view-cam> OOC view-cam (OOC) Aw, Harken's a sweet girl, once you get under
all that armor, blades, evil, hatred, etc...
OOC view-cam> Ford (OOC) expects to fail miserably yet miraculously escape bodily
harm, as he usually does. ^_^
OOC view-cam> Silence (OOC) sputters.
OOC view-cam> Ford (OOC) takes out the blow-torch, flipping his mask down.
OOC view-cam> Cloud says, "(OOC) But Vincent came back, didn't he? ^_^"
OOC view-cam> Cloud sighs a bit, "Yes. Well... there's someone who thinks... he
might be able to do something about it."
OOC view-cam> Ford idly pulls some Chinese take-out from his satchel, proceeding
to eat dinner.
OOC view-cam> Cloud says, "(OOC) Vincent's player is laughing his ass off once he
realized who was going to try to get on board. x.x"
OOC view-cam> Ford (OOC) cackles. *_*
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