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 ]
[Players : Pikachu, Lyrae, and Eria ]
[Things : None ]
>Ryan snorts, suddenly waking up @_o
>Pikachu sits on the bed beside the two girls, listening curiously.
>Pikachu pikas, "Pi!" leaping onto Eria's lap 'o.o'
>Eria says, "After that, I lived on the street, sleeping in alleys, and stealing
to get food..."
>Lyrae jumps a bit at the snort, sitting on a chair by the bed and listening to
Eria. She sweatdrops at Ryan and grins. "Hiya Sleepyhead." She says quietly.
>Ryan sweatdrops. "How's our guest?"
>Lyrae blinks, and looks back at Eria, "How old were you then?"
>Lyrae giggles at Pikachu.
>Eria says, "I think I was... yes, I was twelve when I left the orphanage."
>Eria manages to grin at Pikachu.
>Lyrae looks at Ryan, "Good. We're just talking.." She looks back to Eria. "How
long were you on the street?"
>Pikachu looks up at Eria and puts a hand behind its head 'n.n';
>Pikachu hops back onto the bed.
>Lyrae giggles at Pikachu again, "Got startled hm?"
>Pikachu pikas, "Chu." crossing its arms and shaking its head. '-_-'
>Lyrae grins, "Right..." she scoffs gently.
>Eria smiles at Pikachu. "Pretty much til now. I found an abandoned warehouse a
few months ago, and I've been staying there lately."
>Lyrae quietly says, "The warehouse? Well it's good that you're off the streets."
>Pikachu hops down to the floor and walks over to Ryan
>Pikachu pikas, "Pika?" 'n.n'
>Lyrae pauses, and gently asks, "How did you meet Esmerelda?"
>Ryan looks down at the pokemon. "Hmm?"
>Pikachu pikas, "Chu!" 'n.n'
>Pikachu's ears twitch
>Ryan raises his eyebrow. . o O ( Nauseatingly cute )
>Eria says, "Well... I was trying to rob her... She caught me, and then said
that she had a job to offer me, where I could get lots of money fast."
>Pikachu oocly says, "He called me nauseating!" o.o
>Lyrae asks gently, "What kind of job..?"
>Lyrae (OOC) bapbapbaps at Ryan's arm *paffpaffpaff* "meanie! n.n"
>Ryan (OOC) :P
>Pikachu runs back to Lyrae
>Pikachu pikas!, "Pika pi!"
>Ryan just listens. He wasn't here for the beginning of this, so he'll stay out
of things. As least he won't pop up behind Lyrae this time c.c
>Lyrae blinks and reaches down to pick the pokemon up, "Did Big Bad Ol Ryan
scare you?" She asks innocently.
>Pikachu shakes its head 'n.n'
>Ryan bidaah's the pair
>Lyrae is grateful ^^;
>Ryan smirks
>Lyrae giggles at Ryan and picks Pikachu up n.n
>Pikachu isn't scared of something so silly 'n.n'
>Pikachu yawns
>Pikachu pikas, "Chu..."
>Lyrae asks gently, "Tired?"
>Eria says, "She wanted me to steal some files from Sensou Enterprizes for her."
>Lyrae blinks. That got her attention. She looks at Eria, "What files?"
>Ryan jerks with a start. "...!?"
>Pikachu promptly passes out in Lyrae's arms 'z.z'
>Pikachu has disconnected.
>Lyrae blinks and cradles Pikachu gently, settling him on her lap.
>Eria says, "I'm not sure. I only got a chance to see one of the files, which
was something about a plan to get rid of Esmerelda. Then the guards knocked me
out of a fifth floor window..."
>Lyrae grimaces, "..Ouch..."
>Ryan winces
>Eria says, "...It was after that that she said she could make me stronger. I
wasn't quite sure what she meant, but I agreed."
>Lyrae asks gently, "...What exactly was it that she did?"
>Eria says, "A few things..." She points the fingers of her right hand to the
floor, aimed away from everyone. There's a sound of sliding metal, and five
wicked looking claws extend from her fingertips. "Like that."
>Ryan rubs his side. "Know about THOSE..."
>Lyrae glances at Ryan and sweatdrops..then looks back at Eria, "Claws..what
else?"
>Eria says, "She made me a lot faster and more agile, and she did something
else... I don't know what the last thing was; all I remember is fire."
>Lyrae quietly says, "Fire..?" She shakes her head slowly, "Hn.."
>Lyrae quietly says, "Was it her that told you to ..kill? Or did you do it
simply because you could."
>Eria says, "...She... said it was alright to..."
>Lyrae quietly says, "..Esmerelda is wrong. It isn't all right to."
>Lyrae quietly says, "Esmerelda.. also needs a lot of..help.. she..doesn't much
care for humanity because of what happened to her in the past.. the more pain
she causes humanity, the 'happier' she is.."
>Ryan frowns, and shakes his head, but doesn't add anything to the conversation.
>Lyrae quietly says, "I've tried to help her.. I thought I was getting through
to her, but.. she believes she's beyond redemption and she --" She breaks off,
falling silent for a second.
>Lyrae quietly says, "Never mind." She adds hastily.
>Ryan peers at Lyrae . o O ( ...? )
>Eria doesn't respond to that.
>Lyrae's skin prickles just slightly, and she focuses her attention on the
ceiling. "You aren't beyond redemption Eria. I ..don't believe Esmerelda is.
But the difference between you and her, is that you're actively trying to
change."
>Eria says, "Esmerelda isn't the only one who... changed me..."
>Ryan raises his eyebrow. ".....?"
>Lyrae nods slowly, "I .. saw the image of that..other..the ..demon wasn't it?"
>Eria says, "There was Al'hazad... He said I was special, and he wanted to help
me. Then he said he'd help me thank Esmerelda for everything she did for me.
The next thing I knew, I woke up... and..."
>Lyrae prompts gently, "And..?"
>Ryan sits up, exclaiming despite himself, "Al'hazad!? He's one of Harken's
alli- !" He notices both of you staring, and quiets down. "... Never mind."
>Lyrae goes white and brings her hand to her mouth, her eyes suddenly widening
as she fights the urge to shriek.
>Ryan glances over at the ladies. "Lyrae!?"
>Lyrae yips, "Yes?"
>Ryan tries to calm himself down again. "You just looked like you were about to
faint there..."
>Eria doesn't look like she can keep talking, at the moment...
>Lyrae doesn't look like she's inclined to try getting Eria to talk any
more..she's pretty shaken up from that image, "Yeah I'm good, I'mf ine..
wh..why don't I just ... get some drinks.." She stumbles to her feet, hugging
herself, "Eria, Ryan, tea?"
>Ryan stands up. "Tea's good... but YOU sit here, 'k? I'll go get it."
>Lyrae won't argue. She sinks back down in the chair, "....Okay.."
>Eria nods mutely...
>Ryan steps over to the door. "Want anything else while I'm down there?"
>Lyrae shakes her head, "Just the tea is fine.. Eria?"
>Eria says, "Tea... that's fine..."
>Ryan nods. "Hang loose, I'll be right back."
o
** Walk cut **
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 ]
[Sleepers: Nina, Hex, and Butz ]
[Things : None ]
>Elmdor waves a bit.
>Ryan walks downstairs, over to the bar. He gives you a nod as he does
>Elmdor yawns a little and taps his boot on the ground a bit... looking around.
>Ryan brews three cups of tea behind the bar.
>Ryan, finally finishing that up, walks back upstairs. Hmm, wonder what's
happening up there?
>u
** Walk cut **
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 ]
[Players : Eria, and Lyrae ]
[Sleepers: Pikachu ]
[Things : None ]
>Ryan walks back in, juggling three cups of tea. Well, not literally, but you
get the idea. "Here ya go..."
>Lyrae looks up from where she's sitting beside Eria, "Thanks.."
>Ryan hands a cup to Lyrae, and holds one out for Eria.
>Eria rubs at her eye, then leans forward to get the cup from Ryan.
>Ryan snatches his cup off the top of his head (he has good balance!), and
resumes his seat on the windowsill.
>Lyrae pats Eria gently, comfortingly before taking the cup. She rests it
against her legs, her hands shaking too badly to hold it steady for the moment.
She closes her eyes briefly, quickly reaching for her center of calm.
>Ryan . o O ( Something's up... but she won't be willing to tell me, and Eria's
barely speaking to us to begin with... )
>Eria manages to take a sip of her tea, but her hands are shaking as well.
>Lyrae brings the cup to her mouth and takes a careful sip, before leaning over
and setting it down on the chair she vacated, hugging herself silently. "I
..think.." She manages in a level voice, "That's enough for tonight.."
>Ryan guzzles his tea. No manners. He looks over to Lyrae as she speaks, and
nods. "Eria can stay here if she likes... though... at this point, I won't be
forcing her too."
>Lyrae glances towards Eria.
>Eria says, "I think... I'll stay here, for tonight, at least..."
>Ryan nods to Eria. "Works for me either way..." He looks over to Lyrae, then
back at Eria. "You two SURE you're okay?"
>Lyrae rests a hand on Eria's shoulder lightly, giving her a questioning look.
>Eria nods...
>Lyrae lets out a faint sigh and nods herself. -.-
>Ryan . o O ( Mental note: interrogate Lyrae later -.-; )
>Eria can probably expect a lot of nightmares, having brought these things up...
>Lyrae can fix that..
>Lyrae takes a few more breaths and opens her eyes, turning to face Eria.
>... With the miracle of valium!
>Lyrae (OOC) giggles
>Eria (OOC) "Nah. I've got a weird biochemistry now. Who knows what it'd do? c.c"
>Lyrae (OOC) n.n
>Eria watches Lyrae carefully, and keeps herself as still as possible.
>Ryan . o O ( I really need to find less telepathic friends. Hard to hold a
conversation this way -.-; )
>Lyrae inhales and inches back until she sits at arms length from the girl. o O
( Here goes.. never really did this on someone -else- before but.. ) She raises
her arms upwards as if stretching, then brings them forward, palms facing
either other, bare inches away from either side of Eria's face. Just faintly a
pale green aura brightens around her, then floods over Eria's body.
>Ryan blinks. "...?"
>A few seconds later the glow fades, and Lyrae exhales, moving her hands away
from Eria to her forehead, brushing away the thin sheen of perspiration from
the work. o O ( *huff* )
>Ryan blinks again. "What was -that-?"
>Eria seems to look less tense almost immediatly afterwords.
>Lyrae glances at Eria, and smiles faintly before answering Ryan, quietly,
"....um.." o O ( ..actually I haven't the foggiest myself.. o.o ) "Gut
instinct." She sweatdrops.
>Ryan rubs the back of his neck. "That... isn't very informative."
>Lyrae . o O ( Probably not a good idea to experiment with a gift you know very
little about.. but everything I've ever done was on gut instinct.. and it seems
to help. )
>Lyrae smiles weakly, "Sorry..I'm not really sure myself.." She looks at Eria,
"Why don't you try and get some rest.."
>Ryan hmms, still rubbing the back of his neck. "Whatever..." He looks at Lyrae,
then at Eria.
>Eria nods. "Okay..."
>Lyrae smiles and gets off the bed, scooping up her teacup and stretching.
>Ryan doesn't stand up just yet, but he'll probably head out when Lyrae does.
"..."
>Lyrae heads for the door, "I'll let you be for now. Sweet dreams Eria."
>Eria says, "Good night, Lyrae..."
>Lyrae quietly says, "Good night." She slips out silently.
>Lyrae has left.
>Ryan stands up now. "I'll double check with Tifa, but staying her for a few
days shouldn't be a problem." Of course, he was originally using the room as a
cell, but... *cough*
>Regardless of whether Ryan is still here or not, Eria lies down on the
bed, and slowly drifts off to sleep.
>Ryan stands up then, and heads for the door, closing it behind him.
>o
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 : Elmdor, and Tifa ]
[Things : None ]
>Elmdor scoots out from behind the wall to stand in full view; pushing his
cloak out of the way a bit as he grins, "Ah, I see... not bad of a place
you've got here. Makes one feel at home... as far away as it can be at times."
>Ryan steps out of the third room. "Oh, hey there, Tifa..."
>Tifa waves to Ryan, still looking creeped out by Elmdor.
>Aren't ALL your patrons creepy?
>Not Seffy-Creepy!
>Elmdor (OOC) snickers. n.n;
>Tifa says, "How's it going Ryan? Ah, glad to hear that.." She nods to Elmdor,
"Your name?"
>Elmdor brushes his hair out of his face... running the hand back to scratch
his head, "Have... I offended you, Tifa?" He sorta looks back behind him;
glancing at the stairs.
>Tifa. o O (If he says Sephiroth I'll run away screaming o.o)
>Ryan . o O ( She seems to be occupied... )
>Tifa shakeshakes her head o.o;;;
>Ryan rubs the back of his neck, heading for the stairs. "Er, I'll be using the
room for a day or two more..."
>Tifa @.@ "Oh, allright.."
>Tifa mumbles, "Don't leave me alone with this guy o.o;" to Ryan.
>Tifa mumbles, "Don't ..... ..... ..... with ..... ..... o .. ....." to
Ryan.
>Elmdor clears his throat a bit and smiles again as Tifa asks for his name, "I
am Duke Mesdoram Elmdor... of Limberry."
>Ryan sweatdrops, and decides to hang upstairs.
>Tifa follows after Ryan, pausing to bow quickly. "Hai, Nice to meet you, I'm
Tifa."
>Ryan . o O ( Duke? )
>Tifa keeps a pleasant smile on her face.. While tailing Ryan o.o No leave me
alone with him!
>Elmdor blinks a bit... then turns and wanders down the stairs. . o O ( I am
tired of these people... )
>Elmdor has left.
>Ryan . o O ( I have GOT to find the wierdness magnet here, and take it apart
=.=; )
>Tifa brrs o.o
>Ryan thumbs towards Elmdor as he exits. "Who's that guy, anyway?"
>Tifa clings o.o "Someone who looks like someone I don't like. I don't trust
him o.o;;"
>Tifa says, "Do you think he's down there? ^^;"
>Tifa looks nervous as all hell.
>Ryan blinks as Tifa clings O.o "Erm... he's been hanging around here all
day."
>Tifa forgets to take that kiss up with you once again! "Aaah!! What does he
want??" A beer, probably.
>Tifa is freaking out, yes sir. @.@
>Ryan eeps. "Um... I think he's just some freaky drunk."
>Tifa says, "...He looks like the guy I saw with Cloud. When he was acting
funny."
>Ryan blinks, then narrows his eyes... . o O ( During one of his blackouts...?
) "What guy?"
>Tifa says, "I don't know if it's the same person, but Cloud made a big deal
about a Lord Sephiroth more then once. I don't know if it is or not, so..
Well, I must be imagining things ^_^; Gomen nasai."
>Ryan sweatdrops. "Lord Sephiroth?" He rubs the back of his neck. "... Well...
as long as you're comfortable with things."
>Tifa sweatbeads. "I'm perfectly comfortable, I'll just hide up here x.x'"
>Ryan sweatdrops in return. "Eheh... er..."
>Tifa lets you go. Oops.
>Ryan snaps his fingers. -.-; "Well, if he freaks you out that much, you can
just ask him to leave. This IS private property c.c"
>Tifa @.@ "That would require me talking to him."
>Ryan facepalms. "...."
>Tifa says, "I won't worry about it until he does something ^_^;"
>Tifa says, "I'll ah.. Just find something to repair up here o.o"
>Ryan holds the facepalm. It's easier that way, then to keep doing it over and
over.
>Tifa looks at the perfectly good and replaced door to her room, and kicks it in
o.o
>Tifa says, "There o.o"
>Ryan stays quiet for a few minutes, then asks, ".... Sure you have nothing
you'd like to talk about?"
>Tifa remembers.. Why'd you remind her. "Ah, actually ah.. o.o;"
>Ryan glances at Tifa. "Hmm?"
>Tifa coughs lightly, face reddening. "Ah.. It's not all that important."
>Ryan rubs the back of his neck. "You keep staying quiet like this, you'll turn
into Lyrae." -.-;
>Tifa makes a face, then laughs. "Ah, I'm sorry about that one night, y'know,
when I was ah.. Intoxicated o.o;"
>Elmdor has arrived.
>Ryan blinks, suddenly remembering. "...." o_o
>Elmdor steps loudly up the wooden stairs again... "Ummm... do any of you
happen to know where, exactly, one could get a room for the night?"
>Ryan comments, without glancing at Elmdor, "There's an inn south of the town
green."
>Tifa erks, then nods o.o
>Elmdor blinks a couple times, "Town green? What is that?"
>Ryan says, "Town square, whatever they call it."
>Elmdor. o O ( Something is very wrong with this young man... )
>Tifa once again, clings to Ryan o.o "Hai, thataway."
>Elmdor watches Ryan for a moment... then nods, "Makes more sense... with the
fountain, right?"
>Ryan blinks as Tifa grabs on again. BIG 'ol sweatdrop o.o;
>Ryan nods to Elmdor.
>Elmdor watches Tifa and gets a little irritated now, "Exactly what is your
problem with me? I'm a learned man... do not think I do not notice." u.u;;
>Ryan has no problem. Hell, he has a busty woman hanging offa him. Of course,
the fact she's scared out of her wits could be a problem, but...
>Elmdor is aiming that at Tifa, BTW. o.-
>Ryan knows that ^_^
>Elmdor okies. n.n
>Tifa freezes. "Ah.. Ehm.. "
>Ryan replies for Tifa, "I think she's had a bad day, right Tifa?" *quietly to
Tifa* "Nod and smile, hon."
>Tifa nods and smiles nervously ^^; "Hai! Very bad! Terrible! Catastrophic!"
>Elmdor folds his arms and turns.. deciding to lean against the stair-rail,
"Hmph... I do not believe I'm going to buy that. I've managed courts and
diplomatted for nearly 5 years as Marquis for Prince Larg of Ivalice. I'm not
your normal punk kid..."
>Ryan . o O ( Another 'out of towner'... )
>Tifa. o O (AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHH!!!)
>Tifa twitches. "C..Customers aren't allowed up here, s..sir."
>Elmdor. o O ( Where is everyone's manners here? )
>Ryan pats Tifa's shoulder. Hopefully she won't explode o.o;
>Tifa smiles and forces herself to look polite. "You just r..remind me of
someone. My appologies."
>Elmdor closes his eyes and begins to nod in deep apology... then looks up in
hope with a smile, "Did I? Have you ever heard of the Silver Noble?"
>Ryan scratches the side of his head with his non-glomped arm. "Nope."
>Tifa shakes her head. "Iie, Gomen." She's trying not to look pathetic.
>Elmdor hmmms, "Ah... then who, pray tell, did I remind you of?"
>Elmdor. o O ( Hmm... so far into the future they've lost track of history. I
wonder how far in the future I am... )
>Ryan takes a little more offensive pose. "I think she just wants to be left
alone for now, right?"
>It's hard to be dangerous looking with a woman glomped onto one side, but
dammned if he won't try!
>Darn tootin!
>Elmdor smirks at Ryan, "When there is a problem then you solve it as soon as
possible before it festers. Now be a gentleman and let the woman speak on her
own..."
>Tifa says, "...I don't wish to speak about this, please."
>Ryan nods to Tifa. "You heard what she said."
>Tifa looks almost pleading. What is she supposed to say? Oh, you look just
like that darling little man who messed up Cloud's head?
>Elmdor nods quietly and then glares at Ryan, "I believe the lady doesn't want a
problem... so if you do not hold your mouth you may just start one, boy."
>Ryan rubs his chin. "Yeah, yeah, I don't care if you're the pope, nobody
pesters the girls while I'm watching. Now, I don't want to be rude, but it'd be
best if you headed out about now, eh?"
>Tifa takes a deep breath. "This is an off limits area to most people, sir.
Please return downstairs."
>Ryan is quite cultured. He hasn't even asked Tifa to jump up and down yet!
o.o
>Elmdor smirks a bit, "Too late... from what I've seen, everyone who ventures up
these stairs is rude. Maybe you should post a sign..."
>Ryan says, "I'll do that. After you exit." ^_^
>Tifa releases Ryan, nervously. "I'll do that, then. This upstairs hallways if
for boarders and personell only."
>Elmdor looks up at Tifa, "Boarders? Then you could have offered me a room when
I had asked... hmph..." He turns... not saying much more, "... whoever this
person is I remind you have must have very good means to offend you."
>Elmdor steps down the stairs...
>Elmdor has left.
>Ryan . o O ( .... Freak O_o )
>Tifa exhales.
>Tifa nearly falls over as she does. "What on EARTH?"
>Ryan says, "Haven't got a CLUE..."
>Tifa shakes her head.. "Sign. Need to post a sign."
>Ryan sweatdrops. "Erm... yeah. Maybe."
>Tifa brrs. "I'm sorry about that."
>Ryan rubs the back of his neck. "No biggie."
>Tifa says, "...What were we talking about? o.o"
>Ryan rubs the back of his neck. "You mentioned something about when you and
Alhana got drunk... o.="
>Tifa ehes nervously and lets go of you. "Ah, hai.. I'm sorry about that, really
o.o"
>Ryan sweatdrops. "No, hang on to me all you like, really..." ^^;;
>Tifa shakes her head.. "I'm okay now. I don't know why I reacted like that, my
first impulse normally would be to beat the tar out of him. I'm sorry about
when I was drunk, too.."
>Ryan holds up his hands defensively. "No biggie. Probably a good thing you
didn't hit him, anyway. As for when you got drunk, I didn't mind, really..."
>Tifa blushes and coughs lightly. "Ah, sou.. I just ah.. Wanted to ah.. Clear
that up."
>Ryan sweatdrops. Big time. "Eheh... well, don't worry, won't happen again. Just
try not to get that drunk again, eh?"
>Tifa nods o.o; "A bartender of all people shouldn't drink, ne?"
>Ryan sweatdrops, but nods. "At least not that much. Otherwise you do stuff you
regret, y'know? You may be one cute babe, but I don't try to hit on drunk
chicks, y'know?"
>Tifa nods quietly. "Hai, I know.. That was the first time I did that in.. Well,
many years.. But Alhana and I just got talking and.. @.@ I guess we both
completely missed our limits."
>Ryan nods, commenting warily, "Gotcha..."
>Tifa laughs.. "It was really hillarious, though.. I only remember half of what
we talked about @.@"
>Ryan rubs the back of his neck. "Afraid I can't help ya there."
>Tifa nods.. "It had something to do with Cloud and the girl he had on his lap
^_^;"
>Ryan sweatdrops. "Yeah, I remember that part." Of course, he's not one to talk
c.c;
>None of you are ^^
>Tifa shakes her head @.@ "Then it got wierd, you don't even want to know where
that went. Ah, thanks for helping me out earlier, ne?"
>Ryan says, "Hmm? No problem. I owe you for keeping her-" he points towards room
3 "- for a while, anyway"
>Tifa nodnods.. "Hai, have you found out anything yet?"
>Ryan rubs the back of his neck. "Lyrae's a better person to ask."
>Tifa nods.. "She walked out of there looking like hell eariler o.o;"
>Ryan says, "Yeah, apparently she went poking around in Eria's mind, or
something..." He pauses. "Eria's the girl."
>Tifa shakes her head.. "Ugh, that sounds dangerous."
>Ryan nods. "I'd say so, but Lyrae says it's safe..."
>Tifa nods.. "Hai.. Well, I hope she's right."
>Ryan nods. "Well, it's not like I could STOP her or anything anyway..."
>Tifa says, "Hai ^^; She's actually rather stubborn."
>Ryan facepalms. "Tell me about it."
>Tifa laughs.. "You smack your face so often, it really makes me wonder."
>Ryan squints at Tifa. "Har-de-har-har"
>Tifa sticks out her tougue. Well, at least she recovers quickly.
>Ryan smirks. "Well... thanks for putting up with me. Watch out for that kid...
Lyrae's been giving her impromptu therapy, but she's still messed up. One of
Esmerelda's pawns..."
>Tifa nodnods o.o; "Oh dear.. Hai, no problem.. I appriciate your help..
You're a nice person, Ryan ^_^"
>Tifa pats your shoulder, heading for the stairs. "I should go downstairs and
actually do my job for once."
>Ryan grins like an idiot. "Might be a good thing, yeah"
>Tifa flashes you a smile then heads downstairs.
>Tifa has left.
>d
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 : Tifa, Cait_Sith, Derek, and Elmdor ]
[Sleepers: Nina, Hex, and Butz ]
[Things : None ]
>Tifa walks down after suitibly having calmed down. She looks over the bar..
Ooh, no property damage today *_*
>Elmdor doesn't notice Tifa and Ryan just yet.... staring at the machine
freaking out. o.o
>Wait a few minutes
>Cait Sith looks to the sky quizically, and tries again...and again...then stops
moving, facing Elmdor... "You were telling me the truth all along..."
>Cait Sith blinks, and his ears droop... "Ooooh, I'm so *embarraaaaased*..."
>Derek sighs and looks over as Ryan and Tifa come down the stairs. One eyebrow
arches up for a moment before he heads behind the bar again . o O ( Nah...they
couldn't've been.. )
>Ryan wasn't, doofus. Not that'd you'd believe me. "Hey hey!"
>Cait Sith notices Tifa. "Oh, Tifa!...This guy...! He...looks like...but he
ain't...y'know? =oo= "
>Elmdor nods quietly and smiles, "I am a man of my word. Honor is the greatest
virtues and I learned my share in battle..." He stands up and puts his hands
on his hips as he wanders reluctantly over to Cait Sith, "... don't worry. Its
a bit interesting to at least get a reaction. Ironic Ivalice chose me to be
the time diplomat..."
>Elmdor winces a bit as Cait yells... then looks over towards Tifa and Ryan.
>Tifa nodnods to Cait.. She freaked out earlier about it. "H..Hai.."
>Cait Sith nodnods. "Oh, so you're...time-displaced, huh?...Interesting...But,
by the stars, you look just like a very bad and evil person we knew!...Sorry..."
>Derek glances at Tifa and blinks. Apparently he's one of the few that doesn't
think the guy is Sephiroth..
>Ryan blinks . o O ( Great, now she'll hang onto me again o.o; )
>Ryan hasn't met Sephiroth, so...
>Tifa did too o.o
>Tifa flipped out and did much latchings onto Ryan, poor man!
>Tifa nods slowly.. Okay, so the man was telling the truth o.o;
>Elmdor smiles and nods to Cait, "Yes... see, in Ivalice I did a little
experimentation. We gathered a large group of time mages and they opened a
temporary portal ahead of time. Well... hopefully at the end of the week they
can do it again and I can get back home; but, I'm hoping we can establish a
permanent rift and link the two time eras together."
>Tifa. o O (Oh o.o)
>Ryan blinks at Elmdor. "Why'd you want to do THAT?"
>Cait Sith nods. "I get it...but doesn't that sound kinda dangerous?"
>Derek gets out a rag and starts wiping down the counter. This conversation has
passed him..
>Tifa mixes herself a drink absently o.o;
>Elmdor smiles at Cait, "Everythign in life is dangerous... its a thrill for me.
That's why I did so well in the harsh wars behind me." He then looks over to
Ryan, ".. and do what?"
>Ryan squints. "Time portal thingy."
>Lyrae has arrived.
>Lyrae arrives, with Foil_Riposte following behind.
>Lyrae . o O ( Here we are Foil-ken. The cookies are on the counter right
there.. I'd point but.. n.n )
>Elmdor turns to look at the new arrivals.. then back to Ryan, "Which part?
Creating a permanent one or coming here in the first place?"
>Lyrae. walks into the room with a sword along her back. Swaggering with a
rather unladylike gait . o O (Cookies eh? Alright ...damn.. the place is
filled..) as she looks about the room, pausing.
>Cait Sith nods, counting on his fingers. "Yeah, but what if someone from your
past changes something in our present that destroys the whole future? Granted,
time travel is 99% mystery, but..."
>Derek whistles a tune he hasn't heard in a long time as he cleans off the bar..
u_u . o O ( Yeesh, what next..? )
>Ryan ker-points. "The permanent part."
>Lyrae . o O ( *sweatdrops* We'll work with it o.o;; )
>Lyrae . o O ( You lost the walk though Foil-ken. You're ..kinda moving more
mannishly now. )
>Tifa @.@;
>Ryan notices Lyrae enter, but doesn't pay much attention. "Hey again, Lyrae"
>Lyrae. . o O ( Damn. You shush..just tell me where the friggin cookies are.. )
>Cait Sith waves to Lyrae... =^^=
>Derek looks up at the name. He frowns...but it melts away when he sees the
sword across her back O_o;
>Lyrae . o O ( *giggle* Say hi to Ryan. The kitty on the large puffball is Cait
Sith, one of Tifa's friends. And the cookies are on the counter. )
>Tifa takes a sip of her drink o.o;
>Lyrae. ignores Ryan for a sec, but then realizes hey, he was talking to her.
She nervously smiles and waves back ^_^;; . o O (You have no idea how idiotic I
feel right now. I think I better just stay quiet, snatch them cookies and run
before they ask too many questions o.o;)
>Elmdor hmms, "We believe in faith in my time... and fate has destined time to
be a certain way. In other words... everything is predestined and fate has
planned for me to do this; and nothing shall change. As for the gate... it
could be quite diplomatic. I am only using it for my studies... no one else
will have passage to it or even 'know' about it in my world."
>Lyrae . o O ( That would make things a bit worse than they are now Foil-ken,
BELIEVE me. Just stay calm n.n;; )
>Ryan glances at Lyrae again . o O ( When'd she start carrying weapons...? )
Lyrae. begins walking into the bar with a more effeminate stride. Carefully
looking about . o O (now if I was a cookie..where would I be..) apparently
looking for something..
>Cait Sith rubs his chin. "Interesting...but the man who resembles you also
believed in a destiny...one that would destroy the world...I prefer to think
the stars steer us in the right direction, but never have a set plan..."
>Lyrae . o O ( Mou! Will you pay attention when I'm talking to you! I said the
cookies are on the counter. )
>Derek sets the rag down . o O ( She probably won't say anything, but I may at
least try.. ) "Hey, Lyrae! Where'd you get that at?" he points to the sword..
>l foil
Foil_Riposte
Before you is a glimmering weapon of an older age. At a simple glance it is a
long sword, but upon closer inspection it is much more. A beautiful weapon,
forged of some odd silvery metal that has curious darkened highlights. The
hilt has a handguard that swirls down to the handle, built almost like a rapier
save that the blade is thicker and marginably less curved.
The grip seems to be made of some kind of rough animal skin. The curious thing
about this weapon is it must be brandnew, there are absolutely no nicks or
scratches. Completely flawless. The only answer to it's owner is an rose
emblem on the hilt, with a smaller sword crossing through the middle of it.
Like the symbol of the Demon Hunter Foil Riposte.. Infact it is his sword to
those who knew him.
The weapon seems to have an unnatural bloodreddish hue to it..whenever light
glistens along it's razor deadly length.
Carrying:
Warpharness, and Warp Orb
>Lyrae . o O ( Whoops. n.n )
>Ryan was about to ask the same question, but he lets Derek make an idiot of
himself first c.c ^_^
>n.n
>Derek says, "(OOC) Thanks so much, Tabbot. You're a true friend."
>Ryan (OOC) pats. "You're welcome."
>Derek (OOC) then proceeds to put Ryan's head through a wall..
>Tifa would've asked if neither of you two did ^_^
>Ryan (OOC) alpha-counters! 12-hit combo! o.o
>Lyrae. hrmms at Derek . o O (Doh.. he's talking..well..uhh) she smiles hastily,
and a bit lopsidedly as she speaks, "Ooh..umm..pawnshop.. looks kawaii ne?" is
it you..or do you think she's over correcting in her girlish tone. Then
immediately begins walking towards the counter at the bar ^_^;
>Tifa (OOC) kills you both for the hell of it? :)
>Lyrae . o O ( .... *sweatdrop* 9.9 )
>Tifa peers at Lyrae oddly o.o
>Ryan rubs his chin, hrrmmming o.=
>Lyrae. . o O ( Shutup I'm workin here o.o;;; )
>Lyrae . o O ( Ne Foil-ken.. next time you use me instead of Kim.. remind me to
give you a few lessons n.n;;; )
>Derek just...stares. He reaches up to scratch his cheek, "I thought you hated
weapons..?" o_o
>Tifa. o O (Kawaii? A sword? o.o;)
>Lyrae. . o O ( Hai x.x )
>Ryan . o O ( Okay, who's been messing with Lyrae's head THIS time? )
>Lyrae . o O ( *erps at Derek* Uhoh. )
>Lyrae. ummms at Derek as she reaches the counter, "ooh! Hai hai.. umm..I
did..but..this one was..umm.. err..see the pretty flower?" pointpoints to the
rose emblem ^_^; . o O (God I feel like a moron.)
>Cait Sith blinks at Lyrae.
>Lyrae . o O ( No offense.. but you sound like one too *laugh* )
>You mumble, "Something's rotten in Denmark" to Derek.
>Ryan mumbles, "..... rotten ..... ....." to Derek.
>Lyrae. . o O ( Thaaaanks. NO gotta get my cookie and get the hell outta here
o.o;; )
>Lyrae . o O ( Ne Foil, tell me again.. why don't we just -explain- the
situation? -.o )
>Lyrae. immediately looks around on the countertop...seaching for things sugary
and edible o.o;
>Well there's a plate of cookies at the far end of the counter. Oiishi.
>Lyrae. . o O ( What? And tell people about an undead sword? NOWAY! Better
keep it a secret for now.. )
>Cait Sith's Mog hops once, and licks its lips. The cat wiggles an ear. "What,
buddy? You smell cookies?"
>Elmdor hmms at the goings on... then looks back to Cait; smiling at some good
chat, "Hmm, I see. Well I have found, so far, from my studies that.. this
world is losing itshmmmmm... faith. A lot of faith... there is so much I
couldn't do when I first got here until the Time Mages gave me this... it
hooked me right back up to my magical learnings." He proceeds to bring out a
large crystal made of an errie, blood red stone... the Scorpio rune engraved
in it; a very old, very potent, very arcane energy radiating from it.
>Lyrae . o O ( Mattaku... Haihaihai if you say so. Still think it'd be easier to
explain.. demo if you think it'd be better not to, I won't say anything. )
>Lyrae. oohs and begins approaching the cookies ^_^; Trying to look as
unnervous as possible.
>Lyrae. . o O ( yeah..don't until I got this thing worked out o.o )
>Ryan (OOC) Wait! Lyrae's not nervous! IMPOSTER!
>Lyrae . o O ( Haihai! I promise! )
>Lyrae (OOC) LOL
>Tifa @.@ "Ano, Lyrae-san, daijobu?"
>Tifa (OOC) dies!
>Derek says, "(OOC) Foil..that was an easy question.."
>Cait Sith hangs on to his Mog while it waddles around, looking for what it
smells... "Ah...I see...does that have astrological properties?..."
>Lyrae. hmmms at Tifa? as she reaches for the cookies ^_^;
>Cait Sith's Mog also sees the plate of cookies, and starts to waddle over to
them...
>Ryan . o O ( Why am I always the last person to find out about stuff? )
>Lyrae . o O ( *lookies around* Amazing the kind of stuff you notice when you're
not actually in control of your body. Is this what it's like for you when
you're in the sword? Whoops, incoming mog n.n )
>Lyrae. . o O ( Kinda...erk..is that what the hell that overstuffed gerbal is? )
>Tifa says, "I asked, are you allright? You seem out of it today o.o;"
>Lyrae . o O ( *laughs* That's one way to describe it. Hai ^_^; )
>Ryan takes a seat at a table. "Beer please, Tifa. Maybe two."
>Cait Sith blinks. "The guy just can't resist sweets...I'm just along for the
ride...hey, Lyrae, are those yours? Maybe you can sacrifice one, so my buddy
isn't trotting after you all day?... =^^=; "
>Tifa says, "Hai o.o;"
>Tifa goes to grab a few beers for Ryan instead.
>Elmdor calmly follow Cait Sith... running off at the mouth like a good
philospher type, "Well, studies have shown that it does directly oppose certain
astrological signs. Its quite an interesting stone..."
>Lyrae . o O ( Looks like Tifa-san's distracted. Save a cookie for the cute
round puffball n.n )
>Lyrae. snatches a few cookies for her very own, oohs at Tifa, "Umm... uhh..
sinus's are draining ne?" ^_^;; lamest excuse in the world..but hopefully
enough to buy her time to walk off from the counter, nodnods hastily to Cait
^_^; "Go ahead...knock yerself out pal." ^_^; as she scoots along.
>Cait Sith looks genuinely surprised. "It opposes the stars?..."
>Lyrae. . o O ( Working on it o.o )
>Lyrae . o O ( .....SINUS's are draining???? )
>Ryan peers at Lyrae O_o;
>Elmdor hmmms, "Not so much the stars but those affiliated with the different
celestial alignments. Those born during the celestial order of Virgo, for
instance."
>Cait Sith's Mog takes a cookie in its paw, and tosses it into its gaping
mouth... OOCly he looks like the robot banks you get at radio shack...
>Lyrae. . o O ( Well... umm.. Damnit I'm not used to this sort of thing x.x
PLEASE excuse me if my wit isn't up to snuff when I'm dead 'Kay? @_@ )
>Lyrae . o O ( *mental laughs* Gomen gomen!! n.n; )
>Ryan . o O ( Mental note: Tail Lyrae later O_o )
>Tifa peers at Lyrae, handing Ryan her beer. "Say what? o.o; Let me get you
something for that."
>Tifa looks under the bar for something.
>Lyrae . o O ( Oioi, Tifa thinks I have sinus problems now n.n *giggle* )
>Derek . o O ( Symbol? )
>Lyrae. quickly saunters towards the door, waves her hand at Tifa, "S'ok
dudette.. juz chill ne? Seeya." ^_^; as she tries to make for the door o.o;
>Cait Sith blinks. "Holy mackerel...that thing means bad karma for anyone born
under that constellation? I'm not sure I like that at all..."
>Lyrae . o O ( ....*groan* )
>Ryan . o O ( .............. )
>Lyrae. . o O ( WHAT?.... o.o )
>Derek steps in front of Lyrae suddenly, "Mind if I take a look at it for a
minute?"
>Cait Sith . o O ( Boy, Lyrae sure is acting funny... )
>Lyrae . o O ( Well that could've gone better *heheh* But at least no one's
asking questions. For one thing I don't say, 's'ok dudette, juz chill.' n.n;;; )
>Derek says, "I'll give it right back.."
>Ryan glances at Derek as he takes the initiative. Better him then me.
>Tifa. o O (I can try out "Tifa's ultra super mega hot hot hot mix revised" now
^_^ Perfect to clear them out!)
>Lyrae . o O ( Mattaku, here it comes.. )
>Elmdor rubs his chin a bit, "Maybe you would have a good... alchemist lab?
that could investigate this thing more accurately than my time could? There
are, supposedly, one for every zodaic in my time. It has... truly awesome
powers."
>Tifa gets a glass and starts mixing things into it, adding a few drops of
something or other here and there. Looks like she's making just a normal cough
and cold drink.
>Lyrae. ERKS at Derek, almost skidding to a halt . o O (DAMN he looks taller
from yer perspective. o.o;) "Uhh..uhh..Actually..umm.. no..ehehe..umm.. it's
really sharp see..umm..you could cut yourself." ^_^;; as she tries to edge
around Derek...
>Or radiator fluid, we can't tell.
>Lyrae . o O ( That's because he is taller. )
>Tifa hands it over to Lyrae while she's talking to Derek, "Here you go, drink
it up!"
>Lyrae . o O ( What is that stuff? )
>Ryan . o O ( This's gonna get ugly. I can just feel it -.-; )
>Cait Sith nods. "Well, alchemy isn't one of my skills...but I believe what you
describe, and it sounds kinda evil to me...not to doubt any good intent you
have..."
>Derek keeps in front of Lyrae, "Cut myself?" He smirks and tries not to laugh,
"You think I would get cut on a sword?"
>Lyrae . o O ( This is gonna get ugly. o.o )
>Derek narrows one eye, "Besides, you've seen me practice before,
Lyrae...right?" His eyebrow arches up at the end..
>Lyrae. blinks at Tifa...taking the drink and peering curiously at it. Looks up
at Derek again, "ooh..w..well.. better safe than sorry ne?" ^_^;; nervously
looks at Tifa, "Oh! Oh my..looki here... my sinus's are all fixed
up..ehehe..umm.. don't need this. Thanks tons babe." hands the glass back to
Tifa quickly ^_^;
>Ryan . o O ( That's not Lyrae. )
>Elmdor nods quietly, "Well, we have had no reports on its alignment. We
believe that celestial powers have no alignment. None the less it has linked
me to my world and for now it serves as just a magical battery. So I know not
what evils it can do."
>Derek asks, "Babe?"
>Lyrae. looks up to Derek, "P..practice? Ooh..sure sure! Tons of times!" ^_^;;
>Lyrae . o O ( BABE????? )
>Lyrae . o O ( FOIL-KEN! You called Tifa *BABE*???? )
>Ryan . o O ( Sounds like something I'D say -.-; )
>Lyrae. . o O ( Woops.. faus pax. )
>Lyrae . o O ( That's something RYAN would say, not ME! x.x;;;; )
>Derek's hand snaps towards Lyrae's arm suddenly..
>Tifa narrows her eyes. "Lyrae-san, you must be really sick. I'll call a doctor
or something."
>Tifa. o O (BABE?!??!!)
>Tifa. o O (When did Ryan take over Lyrae's body? o.o;)
>Lyrae. acks as her arm is easily snatched . o O (OOP! This went sour! Umm..I
think I better abandon ship and you take over ne? o.o;;)
>Ryan glances at Derek . o O ( I hope he has enough sense to get whoever that
is out of here before he tries something... )
>Lyrae (OOC) EW! *boots Ryan out*
>Ryan (OOC) @_x
>Lyrae . o O ( And how am I going to explain it!!! )
>Derek scowls, "I think you'd better have a seat...'Lyrae'.." -_-
>Tifa pulls out a chair.
>Lyrae. . o O ( I dunno! Adlib! But fast! I'm outta here o.o; )
>Lyrae . o O ( *mental grumble* Mattaku -.- HEY!! )
>You mumble, "Not down here.... send her upstairs or something, too many people
here" to Derek Tifa.
>Ryan mumbles, "..... ..... ..... .. .. .. .. ..... her ..... .....
..... .. too many ..... here" to Derek Tifa.
>Lyrae. suddenly blinks, and her expression goes blank o.o
>Lyrae . o O ( FOIL! MOU!!! )
>Lyrae blinks a few times. -.-;;
>Lyrae . o O ( I'll get you for this! )
>Tifa raises her eyebrows..
>Derek gently guides Lyrae towards the chair Tifa was so kind to have pulled
out..
>The Sword suddenly falls from Lyrae's back and clatters on the floor
>Cait Sith nods to Elmdor... "Well...yeah, I think you should get that thing
checked out...it may not be inherently evil...but the fact that it can
overpower other constellational influences gets me nervous..."
>Lyrae reaches down and picks the sword back up .. erps as she gets hauled over
to the chair.
>Ryan walks over to pick that up. Something's funky here.
>Lyrae beat you to it Ryan, nyanya n.n
>Tifa looks at the sword with Ryan, but doesn't touch it o.o
>;_; Well... that's just cuz you type faster!
>Lyrae (OOC) giggles and patpats ^_^
>Derek mumbles, "I ..... ..... ..... ..... ..... ..... .. but .....
with .. .. .. a ..... .. .. really pisses me off .. .." to Lyrae.
>Elmdor nods quietly, "I will once I find a good facility to research it." He
smiles.. then folds his arms behind his back, "I... guess we should pay
attention to what's goin on over here, ne?" o.o
>Derek . o O ( Even if she wouldn't give me the time of day anymore.. u_u )
>Cait Sith nods. "Yeah...suppose so..."
>Ryan stops in his tracks as Lyrae snatches the sword first. He watches her
closely, though...
>Lyrae sweatdrops o O ( Oh I'm *really* going to get you for this one Foil.. )
She hops to her feet and claps Derek on the back, "Congratulations, you saw
through my really ..um, pathetic act. Had you guys going there didn't I? Ne? Ne
Neeee?" She giggles.
>Ryan facepalms. "...."
>Lyrae quietly says, "I'll be going now. Just came for some cookies." She
whistles and heads for the door 9.9;
>You mumble, "... I'll tail her." to Derek.
>Ryan mumbles, ".. .. .. ..... ..... ..... .." to Derek.
>The Sword . o O ( This has GOT to be the most fun one can have dead. )
>Lyrae . o O ( Yeah you would think so *grin* Just you wait, I'll get you back
somehow. )
>Cait Sith . o O ( A guy who looks just like Sephiroth, talking about fusing
time periods, with an artifact that increases power over certain
constellations?...Something's not right somewhere, even if it doesn't involve
Elmdor directly... )
>Derek mumbles, "Not without me, you aren't..." to Ryan.
>Derek mumbles, "Not ..... me .. ..... ..... .. .. .." to Ryan.
>Elmdor yawns and pats his mouth a bit. -o-
>Lyrae continues heading for the door, whistling 9.9
>Derek blinks, "Hey, Lyrae!"
>You mumble, "Dammit, you know I'm way more stealthy then you... just sit tight.
You have a phone, I'll call you the second there's trouble." to Derek.
>Ryan mumbles, "..... .. ..... know ..... ..... more stealthy .....
..... .. .. .. ..... sit ..... .. You have ..... ..... .. I'll
..... you the ..... ..... trouble .." to Derek.
>Lyrae glances over her shoulder, "Hai?"
>Tifa ahems. "Lyrae-san.. What happened?"
>Derek crosses his arms, "What's with the sword? Truthfully this time.."
>Lyrae looks at Tifa and beams, "Just practicing. Had you going didn't I?
Bet'cha thought there was something seriously wrong with me -.nV I'll see you
tomorrow Tifa-san." She blinks at Derek, o O ( I think it's fairly safe to be
honest with this one Foil n.n;; )
>The Sword . o O ( say it's a friends... say it's a friends.. )
>Lyrae quietly says, "It belongs to a friend."
>Derek glares at Ryan. If there's one thing he doesn't take well it's being told
to stay put..
>Lyrae . o O ( I wasn't going to say anything else. Mou. )
>Tifa says, "......o.o"
>Lyrae exclaims, "Oyasumiiiii!"
>The Sword . o O ( Ehehe ^_^; )
>Tifa doesn't look like she believes it.
>Ryan raises his eyebrow, but doesn't comment. Now. And he hopes Derek has
common sense. Ryan prepares to do his ninja-wannabe act c.c
>Elmdor taps his boot a little.. then looks over at Cait Sith, "I... think we're
a bit too late in the conversation to get in." o.-
>Lyrae sweatdrops and walks out casually. 9.9
>Lyrae heads out the front door.
>Lyrae leaves, with Foil_Riposte following behind her.
>o
You leave 7th heaven destined again for the chaos of the city.
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 : Foil_Riposte, and Lyrae ]
[Sleepers: Janus, Aerith, Motoroid Red(Pup), and Hammer ]
[Things : None ]
>Ryan isn't here. Whoosh! I'm the wind. Seriously, Ryan can move quite silently
when he wants to. It's the sneakers. For sneaking.
>Lyrae pauses, tapping her finger on her hip before suddenly jogging into the
mountains.
>Lyrae leaves, with Foil_Riposte following behind her.
>n
** Walk cut **
Mountain Path
You're standing along a narrow path, which winds up and down Paozu
mountain. Trees blotch the entire area, providing the rest of the
greenery that the grass does not give. The whole scene appears
very serene and peaceful, perfect for a picnick or some sort. Wild
bird calls are heard ringing over the mountain, singing their songs
of life and times. Flowers bloom along the edge of the rugged path,
leaning to the walkway. A grasshopper abruptly jumps across your
feet, and dissapears into the grass.
[Exits : outh, and orth ]
[Players : Foil_Riposte, and Lyrae ]
[Things : None ]
>Lyrae quietly says, "That went badly."
>Ryan . o O ( What's she up to...? )
>The Sword wonders how close Ryan is, as his senses arn't exactly human anymore.
>Ryan is fairly close... in the trees above, and slightly behind, actually
>The Sword suddenly points uptwards, to a point in the trees, swiveling in
Lyrae's hand.
>Lyrae blinks, "nani?"
>Lyrae . o O ( What is it Foil? )
>Ryan leaps to the ground, landing with a *wfft* Wow, that was a good 40'...
"Hello again, 'Lyrae'."
>Lyrae LEAPS three feet in the air, "YAAGGH!"
>Lyrae exclaims, "Will you STOP that!?!"
>Ryan sweatdrops. Wait, that's a typical Lyrae reaction o.o;
>Lyrae asks gently, "What are you some kind of sadist?"
>The Sword's swordtip followed Ryan the whole way
>The Sword isn't STABBING at him tho, just pointing
>Lyrae keeps one hand on the sword, the other to her face. "Mattaku.."
>Ryan crosses his arms. "Hmmph. You know, you lie REALLY poorly, Lyrae.
Something's up, and I wanna know what."
>Lyrae quietly says, "Lie? I'm insulted, I don't have to stand here and listen
to people calling me a liar o O ( Now what Foil? -.o )"
>Lyrae . o O ( *sweatdrop* )
>Ryan rubs his temples. "Well, where should I start? First off, the normal Lyrae
would never carry a wepaon, let alone a big thing like that."
>Lyrae quietly says, "Like I said, I'm holding onto it for a friend."
>Ryan asks, "Oh? Who?"
>Lyrae . o O ( *meep* Etou.. Foil? Safe to say it's yours.. or do I make up a
name? )
>Suddenly a haunting voice intones, "Ah hell dude. You got us cold. Thanks for
trying Lyrae..but I don't wanna make you look like a loony."
>Ryan blinks. "...?"
>Lyrae sighs .. "I think it's a little late for that."
>Ryan would be less suspicious if Lyrae wasn't the designated victim, mind you
>Lyrae quietly says, "Ryan," she puts the sword down, "Meet Foil."
>Ryan blinks. "Looks more like a broadsword, actually."
>Lyrae rests the sword against the tree next to her.
>Lyrae quietly says, "It's Foil all right."
>Lyrae quietly says, "Sort of.."
>Ryan squints. "Come again?" Amazing how he can be so thick right when it's
inappropriate...
>Lyrae rests a hand on the pommel of the sword, "Foil's spirit is in the sword."
>Ryan snaps his fingers. "As in like that obsessed demon-hunter guy?" O_o;
>The Sword says, "It's me Ryan. I'm here."
>Ryan blinks again. "Hoo-boy."
>The Sword says, "and I am not obsessed ya fool. Just..dedicated."
>Lyrae smothers a grin, then continues more seriously, "The reason why I was
acting so strangely is because I was letting Foil-ken use me to stretch his
legs. So to speak."
>Ryan rubs the back of his neck. "I'm missing something. Like, why's the guy a
sword?"
>Lyrae quietly says, "..Becuase he's dead."
>Ryan slams his fist into his open palm. "That'd do it." o.o;
>The Sword says, "In a nutshell."
>Lyrae nods quietly.
>The Sword says, "I didn't want Lyrae to spill the beans as to my condition..cuz
I'm trying to keep it a secret..and assure the people who murdered me that I am
quite dead."
>Lyrae quietly says, "The less who know the better. 9.9;; Maybe you should just
tell minna I went loopy >.>"
>Ryan rubs his chin. "Well, you really need to get more common sense if you're
gonna be playin' that game... and who was that?"
>Lyrae . o O ( After all that I went through it's pretty believable I think.
-.-;;; )
>Ryan . o O ( Lyrae wasn't loopy before? -.-; )
>Lyrae quietly says, "The metal demons of Nova Pandemonium."
>The Sword isn't saying, "I didn't expect to walk into a packed house..I wasn't
prepared to act like her."
>The Sword says, "packed house filled with close friends at that."
>Lyrae quietly says, "I wasn't prepared for him to act like me either. Heheh, I
told him I was gonna have to give him a few lessons. >.< Like not call Tifa
'babe'."
>Ryan scowls. "I see..." He peers at Foil-ken. "Y'know? That was remarkably
stupid of you."
>Lyrae waves a hand defensively at Ryan, "He knows."
>Ryan mumbles something about Harken ALONE nearly kicking his ass c.c
>The Sword says, "I got the info I needed. Sides.. in a way.. it's a blessing."
>Lyrae looks down at the sword, "Eh?"
>Ryan glances back at Foil. "What information was that?"
>The Sword answers Lyrae first, "I'm a spectre. They can't hurt me
anymore...and I can still hurt them. Once I master this new condition..I'll be
virtually unstoppable..as long as I keep it a secret for as long as I can." he
states, "As for the info.. Just figgered out what it takes to storm the place
is all.. which was more than I had.)"
>Lyrae quietly says, "Sou.."
>Ryan leaps back into the tree, taking a seat on one of the larger branches.
"Don't get too overconfident just yet. How do you know they can't hurt you?"
>The Sword answers that, "I'm dead. And as of now they only showed their
physical power... which I'm above now." he states, "But eitherway..I can't do
anything for right now. It took me days just to learn how to talk consistantly
like this.. and I'm still getting the hang of possession.. It'll be awhile
before I can do anything..substantial.."
>Ryan doesn't like the sound of that 'possession' thing. "Is that how you got
control of Lyrae?"
>Lyrae quietly says, "I offered, he accepted."
>The Sword ammends, "Lyrae here is...helping me. Actually..I would probably be
insane and locked inside this metal blade if it wasn't for her and Kim.." he
admonishes.
>Ryan hmms. "... As long as it's voluntary."
>Lyrae smiles faintly and pats the sword lightly. Then wonders just why she did
that. x.x She nods to Ryan, "It is."
>The Sword answers that, "I wouldn't take her over if she didn't wish it."
>Lyrae nods with another grin.
>Ryan sighs. "Well, try not to do it in public, eh?"
>The Sword wells, "I was hoping the place was going to be empty..but..ahwell."
>Lyrae sweatdrops.
>The Sword isn't about to tell Ryan he was so wussy that he just wanted to taste
a cookie again x.x
>Lyrae (OOC) giggles.
>Lyrae . o O ( Don't worry Foil, I've still got cookies back home n.n;;;;; )
>Ryan is just happy that's ALL he wanted o.o Good thing he didn't possess
Ryan. That'd be scary =.=
>The Sword . o O ( Never DID eat that cookie either...whell. Ooh good. )
>Very scary o.o
>Lyrae . o O ( *giggle* )
>Anyone could tell the difference?
>Yeah. It'd be Ryan. With a sword.
>The Sword comments to Ryan, "Now that I told you.. YOU have to keep it a
secret too. For my safety as well as Lyrae's. I don't want Demons trying to
finish the job before I can defend myself.. or Lyrae for that matter.."
>Ryan rubs his chin. "We both know Derek won't buy any excuses. Especially from
me."
>Lyrae eeps quietly. That thought never occured to her.
>Lyrae quietly says, "Tell him I went loopy. :P"
>Ryan facepalms at Lyrae. "........"
>Lyrae quietly says, "Heck, tell 'em all .. n.n It's believable."
>The Sword adds to Lyrae, "I don't want you to pose being insane on my account.."
>Lyrae quietly says, "What? You think it wouldn't be? After seeing my father
murdered in front of me?" She twitches slightly, thens hakes herself. "Don't
worry about it Foil."
>Lyrae quietly says, "I won't be here that much longer, if my luck holds out so
it won't matter."
>The Sword happens to remember that..being there. He decides to refute that at
a later date..but for now..
>Ryan rubs his chin. "It'd be best... in my opinion... if you told Derek any
excuse directly. Without the sword present. He won't believe me, for one
thing..." He inhales. "As for THAT comment..."
>The Sword says, "Well... I guess Derek might as well be let in on it. But
damnit no further..I told too many people already.."
>Ryan leans forward, "Just what the !@^!* have you and Janus got planned?"
>Lyrae *eeps* and leans back o.o
>Ryan glances at the sword. "He doesn't need to be 'in' on it... he just needs
to hear SOMETHING from Lyrae"
>The Sword mmmns at that, "Alright, alright... as long as you think you can pull
it off."
>Lyrae sweatdrops and straightens again, bristling and looks away, "I've said
all that needed to be said." ... "..." ... "And for what we've got
planned..We're going -home-."
>The Sword says, "Suspicion is worse.."
>The Sword would blink if he could at Lyrae...
>Ryan frowns. "Are you SURE that's a bright idea, Lyrae?"
>Lyrae quietly says, "As soon as the gate is fixed I'm going back to Tokyo." -.-
>Lyrae shifts her grip on the sword, "And it beats staying here." -.-
>Ryan rubs the bridge of his nose. "Hell, if you want to go back to Tokyo, I can
get ya plane tickets. Just don't be hasty in your decisions."
>The Sword admits, "It's probably safer than this town anyway Ryan." he adds,
"Shen are crawling all over this town."
>Ryan peers at the sword. "You probably fall into that category now,
y'know." o.=;
>Lyrae doesn't comment on the fact that she can get plane tickets too. She's
just.. subconsciously stalling with waiting for the gate. For now at least.
>The Sword sighs, "Never thought of it thatway..but yer prolly right. Don't
matter none anyway.. only reason I'm still stuck in this sword is cuz.." he
stops dead in his tracks, "Well.. Eitherway, It'll be dealt with."
>Ryan inhales. "Again... there's something going on. I don't have a prayer of
dragging it out of you if you don't wanna talk, but there's SOMETHING going on."
>Lyrae . o O ( Actually.. even if it's not -my- Tokyo... I'd still be better
off. )
>Lyrae frowns slightly at Foil.. but she'll discuss that later. She glances at
Ryan, "Something?"
>Ryan peers at Lyrae. "Running. From something."
>The Sword listens in on this part of the conversation..
>Lyrae's expression twitches against something, before she glances towards some
distant point in the sky. After a moment, she mutters, "So sue me for not
wanting to be caged and coddled."
>Ryan sighs. "Dammit Lyrae, if all you want is some room, just yell at me and
Derek and whoever and we'll back off. You don't need to go to another !%^@*ing
dimension..."
>Lyrae closes her eyes and brushes a hand across her bangs, moving them in front
of her face. "That is -not- the reason I'm leaving." She says in a
perfectly..calm, level tone.
>Ryan says, to the point, "Then what -is-?"
>Lyrae shrugs slowly, "Isn't it good enough to just want to go home?" o O ( If I
can even call it that. )
>Lyrae . o O ( I can forget everything there at least. )
>Ryan pauses a bit, then replies, "Yeah, but you got friends here, y'know? Just
running off?"
>Lyrae tenses and takes half a step back, crossing her arms and leaning against
the tree next to the sword. For several minutes she remains silent, until she
comments, "They'll be fine without me. And I probably would have left a note."
o O ( Maybe. )
>Lyrae grins savagely, "You should be happy for me," she smiles a pained smile,
"One less victim for everyone to worry about." Her grin fades and she snorts
softly, looking away again.
>Ryan raps his fingers on the bark of the branch. "... You lie poorly, Lyrae."
He leaps back down to ground level. He opens his mouth to speak, but is cut off
by your second comment. "... I see."
>Lyrae quietly says, "So who says I'm lying? Minna will be fine without me. Name
one person who wouldn't."
>Ryan replies, "Derek?"
>Lyrae -.- "He'll be fine without me. In fact," she pauses contemplatively, "It'd
probably be better for him."
>Ryan doesn't let up his interrogation. "Why?"
>Lyrae presses against the tree, tapping her foot lightly. She doesn't like this
turn of the conversation. "Trust me on this one." she answers finally.
>Ryan scowls, and rubs his chin in thought. "Fine... lets try a little
experiment, eh? To see who's right. Don't talk to any of us for the rest of the
month. Not one peep, not one look. Rent a cabin in the woods or something. If
you can pull that off, then maybe you're right, and you're better off without
us."
>Lyrae quietly says, "..........................is that a challenge?"
>Ryan nods, slowly. "I'll make an exception for that Eria girl... she could use the
contact... but aside from her, we don't exist. Not me, not Derek, not Cloud or
Tifa, not Kim..."
>Lyrae quietly says, ".............................." She looks down for a
second, then looks up again, with a stubborn look on her face, "All right. You
have a deal. Starting now." She looks at the sword stiffly, "Where do you want
me to leave you?"
>Ryan comments, to nobody in particular, "You can take the sword too, I guess.
Not like he can argue. And I recommend getting a house outside of town."
>The Sword uuhhs as he realizes he's being dumped, "Umm..uhh..err..." as he
basically has no where else to go really.
>Lyrae quietly says, "Fine," she answers to the air, "Foil do you mind it?"
>Ryan . o O ( And she can be possesed in private >.< )
>Lyrae figures she can drop Foil off where Kim will find him. n.n
>Ryan rubs his temples
>The Sword comments, "Umm.. not at all."
>Lyrae quietly says, "Great. Good. Okay. Fine. Great. Okay." She pauses. o O (
...Oh yeah. ) She walks down the mountain path, holding the sword over her
shoulder, "Guess I oughta buy a sheathe or something to carry you in..heh.."
She mutters as she walks.
>Lyrae (OOC) throws roses to Ryan n.n
>Ryan (OOC) deals with enough psychoes in RL =.=
>Lyrae (OOC) grins and patpats, "Be glad you're not where I am n.-;"
>Lyrae leaves, with Foil_Riposte following behind her.
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