Obelisk : Room 508 - Ryan's Apartment(#618R)



One word springs to mind as you walk into Ryan's apartment: cluttered. Stuff is 

strewn everywhere, from the multitude of shelves that line the wall, to the 

comic books and CD's on the floor.

     The main room, which makes up most of the apartment, has apparently been 

relegated to storage duty. Aside from the King-sized bed, the desk, and the TV, 

all the rest of the furniture here is book shelves. As you look the shelves 

over, you see a roughly equal proportion of both scholarly texts (physics 

textbooks, archaeological logs, etc.), and comic books. How unusual. Hooked up 

to the TV is a wide variety of video game consoles, some no longer supported.

     The small kitchenette and bathroom are comparatively unremarkable.

[Exits   : (O)ut ]

[Players : Rachel, and Tail(Pup) ]

[Things  : Big honkin' pile 'o gold.(#3397), Backpack(#2158), Blaster 

Rifle(#1582), and Midgaard City Map(#1293) ]


>Rachel says, "(OOC) Well, after I brought you home last night, I ICly stayed 

here with you, to keep an eye on you and so you wouldn't be alone.  Nothing 

ecchi intended, just affection and concern."

>Ryan (OOC) As for the tail, it's just a tail, and it's in the fridge. Last I 

checked   o.=;   Hope that thing doesn't regenerate   c.c;

>Rachel (OOC) probably stayed up much later than you did, watching you, but 

finally did crawl onto your bed, fully clothed except for my boots, and went to 

sleep snuggled up to you.

>Ryan (OOC) Well, with that noted (and appreciated), we'd probably be off to the 

bar, or something. At the very least, to see how Cloud's doing, probably.

>Rachel stretches.  "How are you feeling?"

>Ryan rubs the back of his neck as he makes a quick check of his e-mail. "Pretty 

good, actually... at least physically."

>Rachel steps behind you and massages your shoulders.  "And otherwise?"

>Ryan quips, "'Bout usual for when freaky stuff like this happens."

>Rachel says, "I hear you."

>Ryan rubs the back of his neck. "At least no permanent harm was done. Tifa's 

scared out of her wits, though..."

>Rachel says, "Can't say I blame her."

>Ryan checks his hair. Still a mess. Aw, fix it later. "I'm gonna head over to 

the bar to see how those two are doing. Coming along?"

>Rachel says, "No sense staying here.  Besides, I need a change of clothes."

>Ryan puts his hands on his hips in his trademark pose. Or one of them at least. 

"Fair enough."

>Rachel falls in line behind you. 

>Ryan (OOC) is not bringing the tail   ;P

>o

You open the door and walk out into the hallway.



** Walk cut **



Intersection: Thor/Tyr



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.

[Exits   : Midgaard (P)okemon Center, (C)orner Cafe, (E)ast, (N)orth, (S)outh, 

and (W)est ]

[Players : Kay, and Guy ]

Ryan arrives, with Rachel following behind. 

[Sleepers: Lina_Inverse, and Gourry ]

[Things  : None ]


>Kay is idly leaning against a wall, munching on a bag of popcorn.

>Ryan walks in from the south, followed relatively closely by Rachel.

>Guy is leaning against the cafe, chewing on a toothpick idly.

>Rachel is walking with Ryan, looking a bit pensive.

>Ryan gives Kay a nod and a smile as he passes by. Guy gets zippo. Heh.

>Guy doesn't mind. He's had worse than zippo, thanks.

>Kay blinks and looks over at Ryan and Rachel...she frowns...

>Ryan sweatdrops.  o/~ Someone's in trouble...   ^^;

>Rachel's attention seems divided between Ryan and whatever she's thinking about.

>Kay grits her teeth and begins glaring daggers at Ryan's retreating back.

>Ryan turns to Rachel. "Why doncha go on ahead? I'm sure Cloud can go without 

seeing me for a bit longer..."   ^^;

>Rachel asks, "You sure?"

>Guy glances at the couple of people, then starts eeeedddgging out of the way, 

flicking the toothpick away and replacing it with a cigarette. No Lina to stop 

him, now.

>Ryan nods. "Yeah, I haven't talked to Kay in a while anyway..."


** I get booted **

>Rachel leaves north.

>Ryan resumes where he left off, walking over to Kay as Rachel departs.

>Kay continues to glare at Ryan.

>Ryan is sweatbeading like mad. "Hiyah babe, how're you doing?"

>Ryan . o O ( *Image of Kay running Ryan through* )

>Kay says, "Don't you BABE me."

>Ryan holds his hands up defensively. "Woah, woah, what's the problem?"

>Kay asks, "You have to ASK?"

>Ryan sweatdrops. He seems genuinely confused. "What!?"   o.o

>Kay harumphs and looks away.

>Ryan puts his hands on his hips. "Cripes, I can't even walk around with another 

woman nearby?"

>Kay says, "Not when you kiss them, no.  -_-"

>Lina_Inverse has connected
>Ryan sweatdrops. "Hey, she's an old friend, y'know?"

>Kay says, "A rather GOOD one, it seems."

>Kay is leaning against a nearby wall, giving Ryan the third degree.

>Ryan crosses his arms. "If I didn't know better, I'd say you were jealous."   

o.=   Yes, he certainly has a way with women, at times.

>Guy is leaning against the cafe, a cigarette in his lips. Unlit cigarette (at 

the moment)

>Kay just gives Ryan this look...

>Ryan gives Kay a look back. Of course, being male, his isn't half as good.

>Lina wanders on in, yawning widely. Glaring at Guy's cig as she nears, she 

arches an eyebrow. "Heya Guy. I don't suppose you and Gourry talked maybe?" ^^;

>Guy shakes his head and sighs. "He headed off before we could." He waves 

absently. "Don't think he was looking for Ryouga, though. Food, maybe."

>Lina mms and nods in agreement. "He's not the kind to actively look for a 

fight, and it is around supper time."

>Guy nods, twiddling the cig between his fingers a bit before tucking it away 

again. Just getting a taste... really, he wasd.

>Asrial pages, "From further down Tyr road, you might hear some distant bursts 

of gunfire, intermingled with various inhuman shrieks and other various sounds. 

 Getting closer all the time, too. ^_^" to Guy, Kay, Lina_Inverse and you.

>Guy blinks at that, startling, then turning towards the firing. He doesn't even 

really think a lot about it. he's already starting to run that way. "What 

the...?"

>You page-pose, "Ryan blinks, and looks away   (Thank you god! A distraction 

from being chewed out by my OTHER girlfriend!)" to Asrial, Guy, Kay and 

Lina_Inverse

>Kay blinks and looks past Ryan...

>Lina hears too..and would run, really she would, but, well you see she has an 

aversion to guns. That and she's not exactly even on the same skill level with 

a witch at the moment, seeing as it's her time of the month. c.c; So she just 

stands there, rocking back on her heels and waits to see if she can help any 

-after- the fighting stops.

>Asrial arrives from the south.

>l asr



Asrial



Long, golden-blonde hair swings to and fro 'cross the back of the girl

your eyes have settled upon; the soft-looking tresses curving slightly as

they drift over her forehead, staying just above her eyes.  Atop her head,

the blonde uniformity is broken up by a pair of lightly-furred ears, black

and white, almost catlike in appearance, in addition to regular, 'human'

ears in the normal placement.  Wide, expressive blue eyes join gentle lips

on her unpainted face, her skin soft with a light tan, giving every

exposed bit of her short, well-rounded form an extremely healthy tone.

 

 And quite a bit of it is shown, at that.  Over her shoulders cross the

narrow straps of a small, loose-fitting tanktop, leaving her shoulders and

arms qute bare, displaying smooth, slim muscularity down to a pair of

dark-violet gloves over her small hands.  Dark-pink with narrow black

stripes, the top really doesn't do much so far as concealment goes; the

front and sides very low-cut, revealing more then a little of her healthily

generous bosom.  Ending just above her belly, a short expanse of bare skin

gives way to a close-fitting pair of dark red shorts, buttoned and zipped

tightly, with the legs rolled up a little on her upper thighs, bringing

the white underside to contrast with the red.  Her long, slender legs are

likewise bared, all the way down to a bulky pair of light-grey socks, and

the black & white tennis shoes on her feet.

  

She's carrying a rather large and nasty looking rifle, almost as big as 

she is.  Despite it's size, and probably weight, it doesn't appear to 

be causing her any problems.

Carrying:



>Lina (OOC) woohoos! "YES! Thank you gods! I've been waiting for someone to 

actually take a NHS char! ^_^ \/"

>Ryan (OOC) is partly a NHS char   >.<

>Lina (OOC) kicks Ryan, "You don't count"

>Ryan (OOC) exists in the same world   ;.;

>Kay says, "(OOC) No, dear.  You're a GD char."

>Guy is on his way towards where the noise is coming from. The woman causes him 

to screech to a halt, so as not to crash into her.

>Ryan . o O ( What the...? )

>From the south, down Tyr road, there's a bunch of gibbering cricket things 

hopping down the street, over the buildings, generally looking like a bad B 

monster movie is being filmed.  Every so often one of them gets gunned to 

pieces by the girl running down the street and taking snipes at them with a 

rather LARGE rifle.  "I said get BACK in that portal!"

>Ryan blinks. Okay, big cricket things I can handle, really, at least as long as 

I'm not in the direct line of fire. He seems to pay more attention to the girl 

though, at least for the moment, squinting as he has a vague recollection of 

her   o.=

>Guy blinks, looking at the creatures. . o O (....monsters! FINALLY!) he shifts 

his sword in his hand, suddenly looking... well... relieved. He tries to get a 

look at them.

>Lina goes wide eyed at the sight and draws her sword. Not that she thinks it'd 

do a whole lot of good, but she only runs if she has no other choice. And even 

though she can't. *sweatdrop* use her magic right now, she can at least still 

fight. c.c (Where the hell is Gourry when I need him? Or even NAGA I'd put up 

with..)

>Kay blinkblinks and reaches into her Jacket, pulling out a rather impressive 

handcannon (well, not compared to Asrial's usual caliber of gun, but one can 

only ask so much)

>Ryan is just plain ol' Ryan. That's enough, of course. Natch.

>Lina o O (Scratch that thought. Not Naga, I don't want the large breasted 

warrior girl types to outnumber me too badly.)

>The cricket things are...well, cricket-things.  They're not very describable 

otherwise.  About man-sized...insect...drooling a lot and making really 

annoying sounds as they hop about frantically trying to put distance between 

themselves and the nasty-bad thing that's putting holes in them.  A group of 

six, hopping almost in unison like a poor man's cattle stampede, heads right 

for the group of you, hophopping for all their worth as Asrial blows another 

one off it's perch on a mailbox. ^_^

>Kay takes aim at one of the cricket things and lets fly with a round...the 

crack the gun makes sounding rather unusual for a handgun, but then again, it's 

no normal handgun.

>Ryan does the only respectable heroic thing. Get the hell out of the way. *zip*

>Guy is willing to do something else. They aren't new-hatched monsters.. but to 

him, they're monsters. It's worth a try. He's advancing, carefully glancing at 

them, trying to find the smallest, and therefore, youngest. His sword is 

readied as well.

>Ryan will do heroic stuff later, really, as soon as the girls stop throwing 

high-calibre weaponry around   n.n   o.o

>Lina ducks out of the way of gunshot fire, which she knows damn well she's no 

match for. Though when it clears up enough for her to actually, oh, get out 

there safely again, she does so..and goes slack jawed. o O (Note: Explain the 

difference of monsters to Guy. And make fun of Ryan later.) "Guy! Are you 

-nuts-!?"

>Ryan (OOC) ;.;

>Guy isn't running right into the line of fire, of course.. he's hearer to the 

edges. He's not _That_ dumb and impetuous.

>Ryan is dumb and impetuous, just not suicidal. He wants to size up the threat 

before he whups all these aliens butts with his unbeatable martial arts, of 

course. Naturally. As he sizes up the threat (and/or takes hard cover), he 

manages to recognize the oncoming girl. "Asrial!?"

>Lina mutters darkly, gloomily resigning herself to a fate of running along 

behind Guy. If -he's- not going to act sensible, she'll have to do it for him. 

Of course, she's watching warily for gunfire, as well as any jumping. Hey, 

crickets jump, these might too. And she's not looking to catch them either. Any 

that come near her are gonna get their buggy little heads chopped off with her 

sword o.o

>Memory comes back to him:

>'What's plan B?'

>'Run like your butt's on fire!'

>o.=

>Guy (OOC) LOL!

>Lina (OOC) n.n \/

> Sankuu.  n.n

>Lina (OOC) remembers that n.n

>( One right in the middle of the line catches Kay's shot dead-on(Left up to her 

to deal with if she wants, since her gun isn't normal?).  And although very 

ugly and disgusting looking, they don't seem very aggressive.  Just 

blind-hopping away from their immediate sources of danger(Which now includes 

Kay, causing them to scatter even more.).  The littlest one that Guy's going 

for is behaving pretty much the same way, breaking off from the line and making 

gibbering sounds as it tries to escape him.  From behind, Asrial takes aim and 

*KA-BLAM*, another one on the line bursts into gooey green pieces.  The calling 

of her name catches her attention, and her ears twitch as her attention turns, 

but first things first.  *BLAMBLAMBLAM* )

>Running? Well hey! That makes things even easier! He's about to try his best... 

even without a haste spell. "Eyah!" he crows, leaping, suddenly holding what 

looks like a....collar? He's aiming to grab the fellow, and to try snapping 

that collar on. Either he's really really stupid, or he's onto something.

>Well then. Seeing as how these things aren't exactly attacking BACK, Ryan can 

show off! Whoo-hoo! Springing from his hiding place (*cough*), he performs a 

perfect ninja-style boot to da head on one of our handy critters! Pose for the 

crowd, Ryan   *pose*

>Kay nods as she sees her coilgun's having an effect (this thing was designed to 

hurt Esmerelda, but even so, some things are tougher in the skin department 

than she is), then promptly disappears, reappearing about ten feet off to the 

left...where the observant watcher of the fight might have tracked the actual 

shot back to, due to the way the cricket thing flew when it got hit.

>Lina would clap Ryan..okay, laugh honestly, but she's busy steeling herself 

just a bit behind Guy in order to leap in and slay the bugger (Bad pun) if it 

doesn't change it's attitude after getting that collar. So otherwise she's back 

to a wall at the moment, sword drawn in hand as she casts a glance nervously 

about to make sure neither of the girls with guns is taking pot shots anywhere 

near her. <.< >.>

>Guy finally manages to get hold of the critter. *snap* The collar is attached 

with a shout of triumph. he keeps his grip for a moment more, then releases, 

letting the creature bound away... as it is wont to do. Suddenly, its bouncing 

slows, then stops, and it turns towarsd Guy, antennae waving puzzledly.

>Cait_Sith arrives from the south.

>Someone wanna fill poor Cait in on the... erm... situation?

>Cait Sith passes through on his Mog...

>Cait Sith pauses...

>And as one cricket makes a mighty HOP to precious safety.... *boot*.  Ryan 

knocks it upside it's little(Ok, not so little) cricket head, and keels him 

over on his side, little broken violins circling round and round.  With the 

ones on the street seemingly being taken good care of, Asrial's turned her 

attention to picking them off of buildings.  One gets blown down right off some 

poor guy's office window, where you get a good view of the suit looking out in 

total horror...or at least bogglement.  The others start hopping down off the 

high ground and onto the street, all heading around the general group again. ^_^

>Cait Sith OOC "Giant crickets, then?"

>Kay takes another shot at a bug, her gun making that strange crack of a report. 

 Almost instantly, another bug is thrown back as it is speared through by a 

nickel-iron slug moving at hypersonic speeds...and once more, she disappears, 

reappearing instantly where the sharp observer could track the bullet's REAL 

path back to.

>Basically, the street is overrun with ugly man-sized crickets making very 

stupid noises, and gradually getting wasted by those at large. :)

>Ryan is currently, in lieu of doing something actually useful, alternating 

between doing flashy ninja-esque moves on the stragglers, and posing 

dramatically.

>Guy is staring right at one of the crickets. He grins at it, it waves its 

antennae back at him. It would probably be comical... or at least really, 

really, wierd.

>Cait Sith's Mog ducks a bug. "Hey! Where's the giant who lost his flea circus?!"

>Funnily enough though, for how annoying they are, they all sound like the 

xenomorphs in Aliens when they die.  At least they go out cool.  Not many seem 

to be left at this point, perhaps a half-dozen, not counting Guy's little 

friend.  One of which hops RIGHT for Cait Sith, another does simularly for Lina 

from behind.

>Cait Sith orders his Mog through his megaphone. "Let him have it!" The Mog 

winds up a big fist and lets a punch fly at the bug...

>Kay stops firing her handcannon, seeing that there are too few targets to use 

the thing on, and the ones that are there are too close to 'friendlies'.  She 

puts her gun away and starts trying to decide who needs the most help...

>Lina sighs deeply. Well, Guy caught his little bugger, and she's getting just a 

weeee bit tired of the show offs (Read: Ryan) Oh heck, why not work out her 

aggresion on these things? Though just as she thinks of pushing away from her 

nice little wall, and hacking her way toward some of the nicer specimens (Of 

course they're all pretty damn ugly) that one jumps behind her and she lets out 

a mighty..er..scream. They're BUGS after all. ICK. *Hack* *Slash* *Swing* and 

all those cool sword fighting sounds as she tries to chop it's icky head off. 

o.o;

>Ryan is doing just fin- *clobber*  Hey, you stupid bug! Watch it! *uppercut*

>Guy isn't doing too bad, either. In fact, he decides to give his new 'friend' a 

workout already, pointing at one of the bugs who are leaping away, and starting 

in that direction. The big cricket pauses for a long moment, then starts 

hopping after, Guy's sword out and winking slightly. Yes. He's finally in his 

element again.

>Kay just walks over to one, holding out a piece of fruit...

>Kay . o O ( ...the boys at the lab will want to look at at least ONE live 

one... )

>Ryan goes to town on this particular insectoid menace (not that they're 

actually all that MENACING... just UGLY), giving in a fist right between the 

compound eyes! Not that it does much, as even giant bugs don't have a lot of 

brain matter to hurt.

>Much like Ryan..

>Cait Sith looks around after his Mog clobbers a bug. "Hey! Are all these bugs 

bad? Or should we be discriminating in those we hit?"

>Hey!   o.=

>Asrial aims and *BLAM*, plugs another of them herself, taking a fire hydrant 

with it's target and creating a nice, impromptu geyser on the street for 

passers-by to enjoy.  5 more.  The one around Big Stuffy hops, and gets popped, 

floored.  And then there were four.  Sliced nicely by Lina, HER cricket's head 

dislocates from its body and bouncebounces across the pavement.  Three.  #2 

meets it's untimely demise as Ryan socks it *WHACKO*.  The last remaining spare 

is looking down Asrial's gunsights in a doorway, when it starts making even 

MORE annoying noises at Kay's approach with the fruit, hophopping over sideways 

in that direction.

>Kay rummages around in her pocket with her free hand...

>Kay . o O ( ...now where did I put that pokeball thingy? )

>Lina shrugs her shoulders and yells over to Cait. "Who cares!? They're UGLY! 

Just kill em! I personally don't want to see an infestation of these buggers in 

the Seventh.." She shudders at the head as it rolls, watching it go.. Er, damn. 

Headless bodies tend to fall. So she jumps aside quickly, not wanting to have 

it fall on her.

>Cait Sith's Mog bounces excitedly at fighting. The cat Mog-speaks to it. "Don't 

get too excited...looks like they're almost gone..."

>Ryan dusts himself off. The threat has been averted, with only minor property 

damage! That's better then most of his or Asrial's casts usual escapades.

>Asrial blinkblinks at the yelling, finding it really doesn't matter all -that- 

much when most of them are gone anyway.  Though she DOES raise her voice to 

shout at Kay as she starts running over.  "Hey!  Don't FEED it!"

>Guy stops as he sees Kay 'calling' it over. Ah well. That's fine. He stops his 

approach, raising his hand to the one that's happily collared. It waves 

antennae, looking vague... as if it could look anything else.

>Kay ahas just as she almost gets to the cricket thing, then tosses the pokeball 

she had somewhere in those pockets of hers at the cricket, hoping to catch it 

for the boys at the lab.

>Asrial levels her rifle and tries to get a shot off at the one Kay's capturing, 

missing cleanly (Well, not so cleanly -really-.  There's a number of people 

staring out a broken plate-glass window.) as it's already 'sucked' into the 

ball by the time she's fired.  She finishes covering the distance to it though, 

and knocks at the ball with the butt-end of her rifle.  "Let it outta there so 

I can kill it!"

>Guy blinks, startledly, at the bloodthirsty woman's comment. "Oh, no." he says, 

stepping over to 'his' cricket and slinging an arm around its neck protectively.

>Kay blinks, "Kill it?  Why?  It's harmless now."

>Ryan, now that the dust has started to settle (well... kinda), looks around the 

area. He ignores Guy (I mean, who'd WANT these?) as he looks for Asrial; he 

knows he spotted her before.

>Cait Sith's Mog waddles up closer to the captive insect, while the cat watches 

it and wiggles his ear...he looks to Asrial. "Don't get too excited, 

Miss...they don't seem that dangerous...maybe we should keep this one alive so 

someone can find out what makes it tick..."

>Asrial shakeshakes her head violently, looking back and forth between Kay and 

Cait..."No, no, you don't get it!  Those are Zhickets from the 8th planer phase 

of dimension Q!  You can't let 'em live here!"

>Ryan finally spots the poor girl. Raising his hand, he shouts out his previous 

vocalization, "Asrial!?"

>Kay asks, "Say that again, this time in some human language?"

>Cait Sith blinks?

>Guy hmms. "Zhicket. Never heard of it." he says, casually. "So... Zhick, is 

it?" He again pats the creature, this time between the eyes. It waves antennae 

a little at the touch.

>Lina *AHEMS* rather loudly and holds her sword blade up in a gesture, "Scuse 

me.. But what happens when you feed them?" Seems logical to ask, seening as she 

was so worried about that a moment ago. And it might answer their questions 

better than the girl is doing.

>Asrial looks up again at the second calling of her name, having the attention 

to spare for examination of the source this time.  She raises her 'free' hand 

to shade her eyes, and brightens up noticiably.  "Ryan?  Hey!  Come over here 

and tell these people why we can't let these Zhickets live. ^_^"

>Kay looks down curiously at her pokeball.

>Cait Sith hms? "Zhickets, huh?"

>Cloud arrives from the north.

>Ryan jogs over to Asrial, avoiding the various potholes and collateral damage. 

"Sure!" Pause. "What's a Zhicklet?"

>You know, it's sort of funny... there's the zhicket in a pokeball, that's got 

Asrial so nervous. And then there's Guy, with his arm around one's neck, 

patting it, and talking to it casually. Something wrong here?

>Cloud is carrying a duffle bag along, looking at an index card, somber. Looks 

very much like someone leaving town.

>Asrial looks at the one Guy's made a 'pet' out of.  "If you FEED them, they 

spit it all up later, all over everything.  And then that ugly plague they 

carry starts spreading around and killing people..."

>You just got the best of luck running into these things, doncha Spikey?

>Don't I? u.u

>Kay ahs, "Sou ka...hrm..."

>Ryan blinks. "Erm... plague?"   o.o

>Cait Sith uh ohs. "Is any disease around now? Maybe someone should call in a 

disinfection squad..."

>Lina coughs. "Plague?" She turns to Guy, shrugging apologetically. "She makes 

sense there ya know. Might want to..ah.." She makes a nice swiping motion with 

her sword meaningfully.

>Guy blinks as well, then looks over at Zhick. "Plague?" He almost seems to be 

_asking_ the blasted thing. And you could swear its antennae wave looks like a 

shrug.

>Ryan backs away slowly from any remaining Zhicklet fragment   n.n;

>Asrial rapraps the pokeball with her rifle again.  "And if they stay in this 

atmosphere alive for long enough, they'll bloat, and do it anyway.  Bioweapons 

don't make good pets."

>Kay nods, "Okay."

>Asrial shakeshakes her head again.  "It's ok after they're dead."

>Cait Sith hrms...

>Cloud pauses, looking up at the voices. He puts the card into his bag, and 

looks at the crowd...

>Guy closes an eye, peering at Asrial, as though trying to judge just how true 

this is. She then glances at Zhick, making a face at it. "Well, _you_ were no 

help, were you?" Again, that shrug. Guy reaches back, grabbing for the collar. 

"You'd better not be pulling my leg!" he calls to the girl. *hmmph* ....finally 

get a monster... *grumble*

>Kay sets the pokeball down and reaches into her pocket, rummaging around once 

more.  Finding what she was looking for, she sets a small grenade on the 

pokeball and pulls the pin...then steps back a few feet.

>Kay says, "Cover your eyes."

>Kay puts on some shades.

>Cait Sith and his Mog cover their eyes...

>Ryan is quite visible. Of course. HE hasn't noticed Cloud yet, as he stands 

near Asrial and Kay. Wait, what was that about eye cover?

>Cloud blinks, stares, and decides to retreat. Pokemons are dangerous critters. 

-.-

>Cloud leaves east.

>Guy is looking the other way. He figures he'll be fine.

>Asrial covers her eyes too, turning her head away and taking a few steps back.

>About ten seconds after Kay steps away, the thermite grenade goes off, 

producing no explosion, just lots and lots and lots of heat...we're talking 

enough to start melting steel plate here, folks...of course, the pokeball and 

it's occupant go up in rather spectacular flames...

>Guy winces at the heat. Well... that works, I suppose. "'ere." He calls back as 

he steps away from the puzzled and 'recovering' Zhicket.

>Oh. THAT shield your eyes. Having seen Kay and her hand cannon in action 

before, Ryan backpedals but fast.

>Lina kinda roasty toasts as she wasn't expecting such a waste of..whatever. Her 

singed remains mutter out. "Ya coulda just let it out and saved the poke`ball 

for later.."

>Kay says, "Nah, it might have gotten away if I did that.  This is 

safer...though I think DOT is gonna be a tad upset about the state of thier 

road..."

>Kay indicates the melting asphalt.

>Asrial turns her head again when the brightness is tolerable, the heat 

uncomfortable, but nothing she can't walk away from. ^_^  She heads for Guy, 

actually, lowering her rifle to point at the last one.  "Gonna do it yourself, 

or should I? ^_^"

>Ryan rubs the back of his neck, glancing at Kay. "Do you ever think of this 

stuff BEFORE you blow up stretches of pavement?"

>Guy arches his eyebrows at Asrial. "You're kidding, right?" He crosses his 

arms. "Go ahead."

>Kay says, "Like I said, this was safest...though I'll probably have to find a 

way to pay the city."

>Ryan doesn't have any money to toss around for public works. Really. Honest.   

>.>   <.<;

>Naw, that stash of GOLD COINS in his APARTMENT is for the sole purpose of 

showing to a certain PRINCESS who likes SHINEYS. c.c

>.... I will have my venegance on the spoofer later   o.=

>Guy twirls the collar on his finger a few times, grumbling more to himself 

before tucking it into his belt.

>Asrial slings her rifle over her back, draws her hand across her forehead in 

one of those 'whew' expressions, and turns back to face the 'group'.  "Sorry 

you had to deal with them at all.  They all got loose and ran off before I 

could stop them, so it was this or let the planet die from stomach plague in 72 

hours. ^_^"

>Kay sighs and looks around at the mess, "Damn, but I wish I was back home...I 

could just get the Hollister Enterprizes to clean all this up..."

>Ryan turns to Asrial again, asking the obvious question, "Where'd they come 

from, anyway?"

>Cait Sith whews. "Well, I think that's an easy choice, then =^^=; "

>Guy shrugs. He looks as though he's recovering his good humor quickly. it's 

just... eeehhh, he finally had a monster to work with, and it turns out to be a 

deadly plague-carrier. Don't you just hate that?

>Asrial grins, a little sheepishly.  "Dimension Q.  That's the last place I got 

lost at, and a whole hoarde of them thought I was their mother or something and 

tried to follow me around."

>Ryan nods, taking that expl,anation in stride. "Be more careful next time, 'k?" 

He rubs the back of his neck and scans the area, to see everyone present.

>Asrial looks up and down the street at the corpses..."I hope you have a 

well-paid street cleaning crew...hai!"

>Sailor_Pluto arrives from the south.

>Sailor Pluto says, "Hi.."

>Guy walks over towards Lina, shaking his head. "Doesn't that just figure." he 

says, good-naturedly.

>Cait Sith waves! "Hi, Setsuna! =^^= "

>Sailor Pluto exclaims, "Hi Cait Sith!"

>Asrial smiles brightly.  "So you can probably guess how *I've* been, then, 

Ryan.  What about you?"

>Kay looks over at Ryan, then at Asrial, "You know her, Ryan-kun?"

>Cait Sith hmms. "Maybe I can do something about the bodies..."

>Ryan sweatdrops. "Well, Gina ran off to some other planet, because some alien 

guys were conquerin-" He blinks, replying to Kay, "Yeah."

>Sailor Pluto asks, "What's up?"

>Cait Sith rubs the back of his head. "A bunch of giant bugs attacked! Watch 

your step =^^=; "

>Kay narrows her eyes, "Who's Gina?"

>They're all dead though. Minus some collateral damage.

>Ryan pauses in his tracks. "Just an old... um... friend of mine." He grins like 

an idiot.    . o O ( *image of Kay blowing Ryan's head off on the spot* )

>Cait Sith OOC snickers. "Old flame!"

>Asrial blinkblinks innocently, looking from Ryan, to Kay, and back again.  She 

doesn't -say- anything, but then, given Ryan's reaction, comedic relief 

dictates she shouldn't, and let Kay make what she will of it. ^_^

>Ryan has a feeling he's about to be @malleted.   o.o

>Cait Sith looks around at the bug bodies, and raises his megaphone...a green 

gem glows. "Burn, fire!" In a few moments, each bug body begins to crackle in a 

cheery campfire...

>Sailor Pluto blinks.

>Guy actually seems oddly used to that materia thing.

>Asrial mmns?  And turns just in time to see bug corpses flaring up in pretty 

flames.  "Wow!," she exclaims, stepping over to Cait and looking him over.  

"This is a pretty neat toy, ne?  Whose is it?"

>Kay @MALLETS Ryan.  It's a perogative of her Takahashiesque home environment.

>Ryan goes flying off to the north    |m|   @.o   |m|


** After a short trip through orbit **


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 ]

You found a gil!

[Players : Alexander, Foil_Riposte, Lyrae, Tifa, Rachel, Derek, and 

Marlene(Pup) ]

[Things  : None ]


>Lyrae is standing by Rachel and Tifa with rope in her hands, to tie Tifa up if 

it comes to that. And a sword across her back.

>Ryan lands in the doorway with a resounding *thud*. Hmm. Looks like he fell a 

bit of a ways.

>Lyrae quietly says, "(OOC) Rachel's facing down Tifa, who was about to commit 

arson on her own bar. She's got a gas can in her hands. n.n"

>Rachel says, "Tifa.  Give me the gas can.  Do it _now_."

>Tifa looks down at the can.. Then releaces her grip on it. "...."

>Chibi-Derek says, "(OOC) Of course Ryan shows up just in time for the rope 

usage.. :D"

>Alex steps in from outside, having caught the scent of gasoline from a couple 

blocks away, his eyes taking in the scene.

>Lyrae lets out a soft sigh.

>Rachel has her hand over Tifa's on the can's handle.

>Ryan sits up, only a few bruises, chipped teeth, and black eye to show for his 

trouble. "That... didn't hurt."   @.n;    He blinks, suddenly realizing 

something a bit more serious is going on.

>Lyrae . o O ( My head ..is killing me.. )

>Chibi-Derek blinks and looks over at Ryan, eyes widening, "What the heck 

happened to you?" O_o

>Rachel says, "(OOC) Ryan told me he wasn't INTO that..."

>Tifa can't give you the can if you're holding her hand there o.o

>Lyrae would ask the same, as her glance flickers towards the incoming, then 

back to Tifa.

>Lyrae (OOC) giggles

>Ryan waves dismissively. "Aw, nothing, really..."   @.n   He got @malleted by 

Kay for mentioning Gina   @.o

>The Sword . o O ( Lyrae you should rest outside.. )

>Lyrae . o O ( I...will.. La..ter.. )

>Chibi-Derek walks over, shaking his head, "Yeah right.."

>Ryan stands up, looking over at Tifa and Rachel, seriousness taking over the 

moment. Damn angst. "What's going on!?"

>Tifa. o O (It has to burn like Nibelheim.. Nibelhiem had to burn.. To purify..)

>Tifa says, "...Just take the can, then -_-"

>Lyrae abruptly drops the rope and skitters back a few steps. o O ( ..... )

>Rachel asks, "We're going to set the can down, nice and easy, right, Tifa?"

>Tifa says, "...Yes."

>Derek mumbles, "Uhm...Tifa's really upset at something. I think it has to do 

with you-know-who.." to Ryan.

>Derek mumbles, "Uhm  ..  ..  ..  Tifa's  .....  upset  .....  something  ..  I  

.....  it  .....  .....  do  with  you-know-who  ..  .." to Ryan.

>Lyrae shakes her head a few times, then moves towards Rachel.

>Ryan blinks, letting that soak in. "Doesn't explain the gas-can."   @.o

>Rachel blinks confusedly at Lyrae?

>Lyrae blinks, and inwardly groans. o O ( Oh yeah. )

>Lyrae quietly says, "I'll.. do it."

>(After Lyrae whispers to her, that is.)

>Lyrae takes a breath and kneels by Tifa.

>Derek mumbles, "She wanted to burn down the bar for some reason, Ryan.." to 

Ryan.

>Derek mumbles, "She  wanted  to  burn  .....  the  .....  .....  some  reason  

..  .....  ..  .." to Ryan.

>Rachel tries to guide Tifa's hand holding the can downward toward the floor.

>Ryan stands there, jaw-agape for a moment. "Tifa!?"

>Chibi-Derek smacks Ryan lightly on the arm, "Shh!"

>Ryan GLARES down at Derek before turning his attention back to the girls. "!?"

>Alex stands there a moment, watching, seeing that things are under control, 

before walking to the bar, then behind it...

>Tifa slowly sets the can down, eyes never leaving it.

>Lyrae shakes and crawls backwards, getting to her feet at Rachel's side. o O ( 

She doesn't have 'em. I think..I hope not. )

>Ryan . o O ( Dammit, is this over what happened yesterday...!? )

>Tifa. o O (...Killed my dad... ...Cloud was there.. ...The flames, my house..)

>Lyrae whispers something quickly to Rachel again, then turns and settles the 

sword over her back, fairly shuddering as she walks -QUICKLY- out of the bar.

>Rachel loosens her grip enough for Tifa to slip her hand out.

>Ryan will pursue Lyrae, of course.

>Chibi-Derek blinks?

>Lyrae quietly says, "(OOC) Naturally ^_^"

>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, Lyrae, Asrial, and Motoroid Red(Pup) ]

[Sleepers: Luke, and Naomi ]

[Things  : None ]


>Cait_Sith arrives from the south.

>Lyrae runs out and fairly collapses at the bottom of the steps, shuddering and 

sobbing.

>Ryan stalks out of the bar, after Lyrae, a black eye to show for his prior 

battering.

>Cait Sith approches, and blinks?

>Lyrae . o O ( Too ..much.. )

>Kay arrives from the south.

>Ryan blinks. Okay, no stealth here. "L... Lyrae?"

>Asrial blinks, and waves!  "Ah, there you are, Rya.." Though her hand drops 

soon after noticing the girl who came out before him is crying rather hard.

>Kay walks towards Ryan, not LOOKING like she's about to @mallet Ryan again, but 

then, you never know...

>Lyrae stays hunched over on the ground, on her hands and knees, shaking quite 

badly, sobbing softly, trying to get a hold of herself.

>Cait Sith's Mog waddles nearer to Lyrae... "Hey...Lyrae...what's wrong? =oo= "

>Ryan tries to put his hand on Lyrae's shoulder to reassure her, but this may 

not turn out as planned   @.o

>Lyrae blinks at the touch, freezing for an instant, green eyes wide and 

unfocused, "Too much.."

>Cait Sith huhs? "Too much? Too much what?"

>Ryan asks, not really sure what to do here. "W... what's going on?"

>Vincent has arrived.

>Asrial comes up soon after Cait, though not being familiar with the girl, she 

doesn't make any commentary or questions to her.  Instead directing such to 

Ryan.  "Ne, what'd you do this time?"

>The Sword is on Lyrae's back, in case that wasn't known to some.

>Lyrae sits up, closing her eyes tightly and putting her hands against the side 

of her head, her breathing rapid, "I'm.. an..empath.." She jerks out, 

"Too..much.. for... me.." She sobs.

>Lyrae . o O ( It hurts it hurts it hurrts!!! )

>Kay blinks at Lyrae.

>The Sword . o O ( Lyrae.... )

>Kay . o O ( ...uhoh... )

>Cait Sith nods. "An empath?...So, too much anger? Sadness? Fear? Please, tell 

us how to help..."

>Ryan . o O ( She... must mean Tifa... )

>The Sword . o O ( Crap..  Lyrae, can you hear me? )

>Ryan looks quite shocked at this whole sequence of events. Of course, he knows 

more of the backstory...

>Lyrae quietly says, "Tifa *gasp* Cloud *pant* Pain, Hurts.. *sobs*"

>Kay starts trying to think 'happy' in Lyrae's direction, walking closer so that 

range might help to blot out intensity.

>Vincent just pauses, letting the sudden babble of the crowd he's 

wandered into wash over him.

>The Sword . o O ( Lyrae?  Lyrae?  You there? )

>Lyrae's tears ease a little as the happythoughts from Kay, though she's still 

shaking a little. Tis just enough for her to be able to hear Foil o O 

(..h..h...here.. )

>l vin



Vincent



He is tall.  And thin, almost overly so, it seems.  Vincent is what one might 

call 'lanky', if their attention was allowed to dwindle on the fact for any 

length of time.  For the man you now consider has far more obvious features 

than his height.  Thick and luxurious, his black hair streams from around the 

restraint of a bandana of crimson silk, falling to his shoulders upon all 

sides.  Including some errant locks that he occasionally has to brush from 

obscuring the view of his surroundings.  The black locks only accentuate the 

paleness of the face they frame: a paleness that almost goes beyond that of a 

fair complexion.  The features of Vincent's face are distuingished... almost 

delicate in appearance, only hardened by the serious cool of his demeanor.  

Shadowed by the bandana are his eyes... looking out at the world with a crimson 

view, his eyes always maintain a muted glow.  Though at times, that 

intensifies, depending on the state of the emotions he hides underneath.

 Vincent's state of dress is made simple, both in color and upkeep.  Most of 

his length is with his legs, covered by a pair of loose, black pants, tucked 

down within leather boots; steel plated at the feet and ankles for better 

protection in fights.  To keep the clothing tucked in at his waist is a sturdy 

belt, thick and gray.  It acts as both a gun belt, for the weapon he uses, as 

well as a place to store small items, besides ammunition.  His shirt, black as 

well, is of the fashion which buttons closed through the overlapping of a 

sqaure of cloth on top of the opposite portion of the shirt.  Long sleeved, as 

well, though theses are rolled up to the elbows on both arms; one for a reason, 

and the other, possibly to match the lengths.  

 The reason bearing on his left arm is that of a bronze... gauntlet?  Or is 

that an actual part of his body?  Plated in sections to cover over the 

claw-shaped glove of the creation, it can be debated upon which is the truth.  

The right arm, and hand, his gun arm, is wholly human in appearance, covered 

only with a simple, black leather glove of the fingerless variety.  Over his 

ensemble he wears a cloak of a deep red shade, the material of it hanging 

loosely over his front.  A series of buckles are placed in order to hold the 

cloak in place, running from the bottom, to the top of a high collar.  Most of 

the time, the buckles are fastened down to the last two at the bottom, keeping 

the collar fully closed about Vincent's chin and mouth.  

 Vincent moves with an air of a man who is not afraid to stand up to his 

inches, even within crowds of people who are far shorter.  His posture 

indicates that he considers this the least of his worries, when there is so 

much more to be concerned over.  Such as a... something, that seems to lurk 

within him.  A power?  Maybe, but it's a hard feeling to define.

Carrying:

Quicksilver, Small Key, and globespeak.muf(#2166FLM2)


>Rachel comes out of the 7th Heaven Bar.

>Rachel arrives, with Tifa following behind. 

>Cait Sith waves to Tifa, standing near Lyrae...

>The Sword . o O ( Let me take over..I'll get you away from people fast... )

>Ryan just keeps his hand on Lyrae's shoulder, not sure what to do now   @.O

>Lyrae is on the ground on her hands and knees, shaking.

>Derek comes out of the 7th Heaven Bar.

>Rachel leads Tifa out by the hand, the gas can in Rachel's other hand.

>Lyrae . o O ( W..Wh..w...what? )

>Asrial makes a frown, then lifts her hands up in a hammer-interlock, looking as 

if she's about to bring the double-fist down on the back of her neck.

>Lyrae quietly says, "(OOC) On the back of who's neck, Asrial? ^_^;"

>Er, Lyrae's neck, that is. ;P

>Ryan (OOC) Mine, likely   >.<

>Tifa looks like someone killed her dog.. But at least she's not nuts right now.

>Ryan will stop you if ya try it, you know. Lyrae's a friend   @.n

>The Sword . o O ( I can FEEL the pain your in...  you need to rest away from 

people.. clear your head.. )

>Cait Sith hmms. "Are these feelings becoming your own? If so, maybe I can try 

to push them up on the plus side..."

>Well, Asrial's definatly going to try it.  Stop her if you will. ^_^

>Kay kneels down next to Lyrae, putting her head a few inches away...she starts 

bringing up her best and funniest memories...not all of them flattering to her, 

but she can see the humor in them now...

>Cait Sith blinks at Asrial... "Hey, there...what's the idea?"

>Ryan moves his hand to intercept, without even looking. He may be an idiot, but 

he's an EXCELLENT martial artist, after all.

>Lyrae starts shaking again, as she shakes her head - or maybe she's just 

shaking in general o O ( C..can..can't focu..cus.. )

>The Sword . o O ( Lyrae.. just lemmie take over and get you away from all these 

people... C'mon... )

>Kim arrives from the south.

>The Sword . o O ( Wait.. there's Kim... )

>Chibi-Derek looks over and blinks. He sees a bunch of people..and Lyrae. Lyrae 

+ Crowds = bad..

>Lyrae blinks a few times at the sudden addition of memories.

>Vincent is standing in only the way that one person outside of whatever's 

happening can, and still look, well... Okay, he is totally confused. Seeing 

Tifa, however, he starts moving toward the girl. She seems calmish, after all, 

and perhaps she knows what is happening.

>Kay . o O ( ...damn, it would take minutes to try and read her in all this 

mess, let alone try to do anything realistic about her condition... )

>Callan arrives from the south.

>Kim c.c;

>Kim. o O (This a convention?)

>Asrial's fists come down *smack*, just a little bit short of their goal.  Ryan 

can probably feel a good jolt in his arms from that; Asrial's a strong girl.  

She blinks.  "She's in pain, isn't she?  If she's not awake, she won't have to 

suffer."

>Lyrae shakes slowly, "G..G...Ge..Get....m...me....oo..out... of...h...here!"

>Callan stumbles around the corner, SCREAMS abruptly, and turns around, darting 

off the way she came.

>Callan leaves south.

>The Sword . o O ( Gotcha!  Lemmie take over... )

>Kim >.>;  <.<;  >.>;

>Ryan looks at Asrial. "Yeah, but not like THA-" He blinks as Callan bolts in 

and out  @.o

>Tifa sits down on the front step of the bar, looking worn out.

>Cait Sith's Mog growls at Asrial. The cat looks mad. "Another stunt like that, 

and you won't be able to make cute comments like that!"

>Kay hears Lyrae and nods, "You want me to, Lyrae-san?"

>Lyrae . o O ( *SHRRRIIIEEEK* )

>Rachel sits down next to Tifa, and puts an arm around her shoulders.

>Lyrae thrashes a second.

>Kim pikus o.o

>Kay doesn't know that Lyrae might not be talking to her.

>Ryan snatches Lyrae and Foil up (whether they really like it or not). "You want 

out of here, you're out, got that Ly-chan?" He glances back and forth, looking 

for a clear exit.

>The Sword . o O ( ACK!..stop..doing that... WOW thats loud.. )

>The Sword . o O ( Good boy Ryan.. )

>Lyrae is thrashing a bit too much for one person; she doesn't even hear Kay.

>Foil_Riposte falls in line behind you. 

>Asrial frowns.  "Well, -I- don't carry anything to put her out with on me, do 

you?"  She turns her frown to Cait.  "It's not cute, I was trying to do her a 

favor."

>Kim blinks at the sight of Ryan grabbing up a thrashing Lyrae

>Kay tries to help Ryan, since Lyrae's thrashing so much.

>Tifa blinks up at Lyrae, momentarily distracted. . o O (What on earth?)

>Kim. o O (What the he....) "Ryan!"

>Lyrae goes still.

>Cait Sith shakes his head. "You were trying to hurt her, ya fool! I could have 

put her under painlessly!"

>Lyrae pants as if she were running a marathon.

>The Sword . o O ( Crap.. Lyrae?  You still in here?  Lyrae? )

>Ryan can handle her, thank you very much. He isn't interested in help, he's 

interested in getting her OUT of here, come hell or high water. Indeed, he's up 

and running now. YOU want to stop him?

>Lyrae falls in line behind you. 

>Lyrae . o O ( *no response* )

>Kim doesn't stop, but she gives chase.

>Ryan . o O ( Dammitdammitdammit... )

>Chibi-Derek . o O ( ................... )

>Kay just follows, knowing something of the condition that Lyrae might be in...

>Asrial's not moving to stop him.  She's getting into an argument with the mog 

and cat. ;)  "Who are you calling a fool, you big stuffed toy-store mascot?"

>Foil_Riposte whispers, "Foil_Riposte  whispers to you as yoru so close to him 

now, "Lyrae's having problems..get her as far away from people as you can.."" 

to you.

>Chibi-Derek (OOC) will be playing the role of Cloud Strife tonight..

>Lyrae (OOC) LOL at Cait and Asrial

>Ryan (OOC) notes that Ryan is fast, even with this much weight. Unless you got 

some superhuman skill, it'll take you a while to catch up   n.-   And LOL Asrial

>Chibi-Derek (OOC) can fly, that count?

>Lyrae exclaims, "(OOC) Whadaya mean 'this much weight' I'm lighter than you!"

>Cait Sith hisses. "I'm calling YOU a fool, you four eared love doll!"

>Ryan (OOC) If you can fly faster'n a guy can run   n.n;   And Foil, dear

>The Sword OOC ^_^;;;;

>Lyrae (OOC) ohs :)

>Lyrae quietly says, "(OOC) Oh yeah ^_^;"

>And he's off!

n

You depart to the north.


** 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 ]

[Things  : None ]


>Ryan arrives, with Lyrae and Foil_Riposte following behind. 

>The Sword finally speaks out, "Keep going!"

>Kay has arrived.

>Ryan blinks. He slowed a moment, but Foil prods him.

>n


** Walk cut **


Mountain Path -- Blocked Cave Entrance



  

 You now seem to be at a dead end, the path cuts off where a cave

 entrance begins.  As you look, you see that the cave entrance

 has been burried over by many landslides, and hasn't been bothered

 in a number of years.  The path looks barren around here, no trees

 or grass, or any of the sereness that was on path before this point,

 which is quite odd, to say the least, as, the mountain looks to be

 plentifulin life..

 

[Exits   : arangese's Tent, and est ]

[Things  : None ]


>Ryan arrives, with Lyrae and Foil_Riposte following behind. 

>The Sword speaks out again, "This should be far enough.."

>Ryan nods to Foil as he carefully sets the pair down. "What the !@^*! was THAT 

about!?" He has a guess, though...

>Kay has arrived.

>Kay isn't here yet, but is following not TOO far behind.

>The Sword answers, "I could tell you..but I don't know if Lyrae wants you to 

know.." he states, "Lets just say...  Lyrae has a horrible problem with 

crowds.. people were crowding around her..  it was crushing her mind."

>Lyrae is set down, her breathing starting to calm now that she isn't getting 

the infodump.

>Derek arrives, with Kim following behind. 

>Ryan scowls. "I think I know what this is about..." And dammit, do I need to 

hide in a bomb shelter? Sheesh   >.<

>Chibi-Derek lands and quickly runs up with Kim close behind him..

>The Sword comments again, "Actually.. I think it had something to do with that 

Tifa and Clou..aCK!  People incoming.." as he quickly shuts up

>Lyrae is lying on the ground, with her eyes closed, on her side - Is Foil still 

strapped across her back?

>( Foil got a new sheath?  Lucky. )

>Lyrae (OOC) grins.

>Chibi-Derek scowls, "Foil, I know what happened.. You can talk all you want."

>Ryan knows exactly what's going on with Tifa and Cloud. And yeah, last I 

checked.

>The Sword curses, "How can tha...wait a second..Derek?  Is that you?" 

incredulously..

>Ryan . o O ( This is going to be one of those nights....   >.< )

>Kim holds back a bit from the others, looking down at Lyrae.

>Kim. o O (Ly-chan...now what's happened?)

>Kay skids to a halt, and sighs.  She sets a part of her mind to continually 

rummage through her happier memories and lets that go while she keeps an eye on 

everyone.

>Kim pushes a hand through her bangs and back over her head.

>Chibi-Derek says, "Yeah, it's me. Long story.."

>Ryan sits near Lyrae, in a very protective posture. "I have a good idea what 

this is about. But now is NOT the time, comprende?"

>Kim asks, "When is?"

>The Sword decides that everybody hear kinda has the 411 on his condition..so 

speaks out, "BE CAREFUL everyone..  Lyrae is very sensitive right now.."

>Ryan thumbs at Lyrae. "Whenever SHE isn't around."

>Kay says, "When there aren't ten thousand people crowding around the poor girl 

and crushing her mind with the wieght of thier emotions."

>Kim says, "...."

>Kim closes her eyes

>Kim. o O (Dammit....)

>Kay just speaks from over to one side, but her words carry the wieght of 

someone speaking from personal experience.

>Kim says, "Can you help her?" glancing at the people here.

>Lyrae slowly starts to ease as she quite eagerly focuses on the happy thoughts 

she gets from Kay, curling up around those mentally until she rests up enough 

to regain consciousness.

>Ryan's thoughts are not quite happy, though. Luckily, he isn't focusing on 

yesterdays incident, and he doesn't know about Nibelheim... he's just QUITE 

frustrated.

>The Sword pauses a bit at Kay..  how could she know that?  Hrmm.. odd,  But 

will question later..for now, "Just..lets keep things very light and 

casual..lets let her rest her.. and.."  the notices the mental reactions going 

on in her head..apparently from Kay..

>Chibi-Derek steps back. He just wanted to get Kim to Lyrae...right?

>You keep thinking that.

>Lyrae frowns slightly, picking up on frustration, and curls her fingers into a 

tense fist slightly.

>Kim speaks up again, obviously with tension in her voice from worrying about 

her friend, "Can you help her??"

>Kay says, "I'm doing what I can...."

>Kim says, "...."

>The Sword notices the odd vibes moving between Kay and Lyrae.. observes this 

with fastination..

>Kim nods with a small "mmn." being forced to accept this answer.

>Chibi-Derek blanks his mind out..

>In a page-pose to you, Asrial laughs. :)  "Arigato. :)

>Kay closes her eyes and starts slowly walking towards Lyrae, running slowly out 

of personal memories, so interspersing occasionally with scenes from some of 

the funnier movies she's seen.

>Chibi-Derek says, "(OOC) Just don't do commercials, Kay.."

>Kay says, "Gods, but I wish I were sensitive again."

>Kay looks down at Lyrae, "Then again, maybe not."

>Lyrae (OOC) screams at commercial jingles and shoots herself ^_^

>Kay says, "It definitely has it's downsides."

>Kim turns and steps away from everyone.  She knows she's feeling stress brought 

on by her worrying now...no need to add THAT to the stew in Lyrae's head that 

already looks like something Akane Tendo might cook.

>Ryan just... well... sits there protectively.

>The Sword speaks out to Kim, "Kim..pick me up.. I might be interfereing between 

them.." hoping that got to her before she stepped away.

>Kim says, "..."

>Kay says, "Think happy thoughts, people.  It helps.  Just try to move a bit 

away so that it's just background noise and not Too Much Information."

>Ryan scowls. Ryan's closer, that count, Foil?

>Kim pauses and turns back, going to Lyrae and grabbing onto Foil, trying to 

keep her thoughts held back while she's near.

>Chibi-Derek looks over at Kim and then steps over to touch her arm. He grins 

once he gets her attention, "Hey, you know she'll be okay. Keep your spirits 

up.."  "Er, no offense, Foil..."

>Ryan is keeping 'em up, DAMMIT, so shut UP!

>Kim looks over at Derek and nods mutely, keeping her feelings in check right 

now.

>The Sword speaks out to Ryan, "Hey.. lummox.. give the blonde some room to work 

capishe?" as he indicates to follow Kim and he as they walk away.  Eh-hehs at 

Derek.

>Lyrae after a few minutes, slowly opens her eyes, just slightly. "N.."

>Ryan grunts something incoherent in reply, but does put a ~little~ distance 

between them.

>Kim backs away quickly as Lyrae speaks, not wanting to interrupt the healing 

process now.

>Kay sits down on the ground next to Lyrae, placing a hand on her forhead, 

"Shh...rest..."

>The Sword waits a few moments.. until whatever Kay is doing stabilizes Lyrae's 

condition.. before considering other things..

>Lyrae wearily pulls her gaze towards the voice, blinking at the fuzzy blur in 

front of her, her headache worse than a really bad migraine. As if her arm 

weighed a thousand pounds, she slowly drags the limb to her head, putting her 

hand against her head. "..?"

>Kim holds Foil's hilt with both hands in front of herself, moving away from 

Lyrae.

>Chibi-Derek . o O ( I wonder if my spell would help any..?  )

>Kim gets a tree between herself and the others, sitting down on the grass and 

leaning against the trunk as she lays Foil in her lap.

>Kim sighs -.-

>Ryan rubs the back of his neck, glancing back and forth every now and then. Boy 

is this akward.

>The Sword questions to Kim, "Are you alright?" he asks.  Deciding he's safely 

away from the interaction.

>Kim says, "Hey, I'm not the one to worry about right now." glancing around the 

tree.

>Lyrae nhfs, and starts to prop herself up.

>Kim smiles...

>The Sword hmmmms at that.  And returns to silence for the moment..

>Chibi-Derek looks after Kim and goes over to kneel by her, "Kim..you've always 

been one of the things that keeps her going, right? Why don't you go give her a 

hug..?"

>Kim moves her head back again to rest against the tree with a small sigh.

>Kim looks at Derek.

>Kim says, "I don't wanna knock her out, Derek."

>Chibi-Derek sweatdrops, "Well, as soon as she's a little stronger..?"

>Kim nods, "Of course."

>Kim says, "Once I get the all clear." smiling

>Lyrae sits up further, and sways unsteadily until she leans forward, holding 

herself up.  Once her vision focuses, and once the room starts spinning, she 

looks around slowly.

>Kim says, "Ne, Foil-ken...."

>Kay smiles at Lyrae.

>The Sword hrmms?

>Kim asks, "You know what happened?"

>Ryan . o O ( At least she's with us now, kinda... )

>Chibi-Derek . o O ( It used to be me... Oh well, nobody said life was fair. )

>The Sword comments, "...Yes..  but I'd rather Lyrae told you herself.. I don't 

know how much she wants to keep secret.."

>Kim says, "..."

>Kim says, "Fair enough."

>Kim looks around the tree again.

>Chibi-Derek looks at the sword and blinks. He heard about it, but hearing this 

is another matter.. o_o

>Kim. o O (I wish she didn't have to keep secrets from me...)

>Ryan runs his fingers through his hair. "... There's... a lot more going on 

here then it looks."

>Lyrae blinks at Kay, blankly, until the side of her mouth quirks upwards into a 

half smile slightly, "Kay?..." Her smile falters as she puts a hand to her 

head, holding it there. "...my head feels like it's going to explode.." She 

mutters under her breath, before noticing her surroundings. "....how'd I get 

here...?"

>The Sword speaks to Derek in an odd haunting tone that seems to eminate from 

it, "Alright buddy..how did you learn about me?" he questions to derek..but 

then pauses as he hear Lyrae get up..

>Kim mmns, leaning back against the tree again with her eyes closed. -.-

>Ryan . o O ( .... D'oh. )

>Lyrae moves sluggishly, her head and gaze turning in various directions as she 

picks up their voices in turn.

>Kim holds the sword with both hands, waving it slightly to the left and right.

>Kay says, "Ryan carried you away from the crowd.  Trust me, I know what you're 

feeling.  I went through it a time or two myself."

>Chibi-Derek smirks at the sword, "I have my sources..do you really want to 

know? I'll never tell anyone myself, if that helps any.."

>Lyrae glances back at Kay, "..you ..did?" She asks, her words stilted, 

"Are....you...an....Empath..too..?"

>The Sword answers to Derek, "I'm trying to make sure my adversaries think I'm 

still dead.  If anybody else knows of this..."

>Chibi-Derek shakes his head, for all the good it does. "Only your allies, 

Foil.."

>Ryan quips, "You ARE dead."

>Kim =.-;

>Kay rummages around in her pocket and pulls out a bottle of ibuprofin and a can 

of juice.  She offers the two to Lyrae, "Here take these, it'll help with the 

physical parts of the pain.  And yes, kind of.  I'm barely sensitive anymore, 

but once, I was in about the same straits that you are."

>The Sword answers Ryan, "Minor Detail." as he halfyells the short distance.  

Then speaks to Derek, "Lets keep it that way..."

>Chibi-Derek suddenly frowns, "And dammit, I told you I'd go with you if you 

tried something, what the hell happened?"

>The Sword answers Derek, "Long story.  I'll tell you in less.. crowded 

conditions."

>Kim's eye slides to look at Derek...then the sword....sitting litterally in the 

middle of the conversation. =.-     -.=   -.-

>Ryan quips again (he's not really in a good mood folks), "Foil here has a 

bigger ego then me, apparently."

>Kim says, "Masaka...."

>Ryan . o O ( I mean, even I'M not stupid enough to go charging after those 

freaks on their home ground   >.< )

>Chibi-Derek blinks and smiles apologetically, "Oops, sorry Kim." He gives her a 

quick hug.. ^_^;

>Kim hms? opening her eyes at the hug.

>The Sword retorts to Ryan, "Would you knock it off muscle head?  Try to be 

sensative for half a nanosecond of yer jockitchin life!" as he certainly hasn't 

lost his witty reparte.

>Lyrae takes the bottle and the juice, taking one ibuprofin and downing the 

juice with it carefully. She tunes in on part of the conversation, glancing at 

Ryan, then the Sword. *pikupiku* Very slightly, she giggles. But only slightly.

>Ryan loves you too, Foil. He just don't handle stress well.   n.-

>Lyrae (OOC) giggles

>Kim says, "You should take Esmerelda's stress handling course, Ryan.  Only 10 

easy tortures and you'll be a master! (ooc) ^_^"

>Lyrae (OOC) giggles!

>Kay places a hand atop one of Lyrae's, "How are you feeling?"

>Kim says, "Or just hang out with Lyrae.  Same affect. ^.^ (ooc)"

>Lyrae (OOC) sticks out her tongue at Kim. :)

>Kim says, "Bleh, let's hear you deny it, girl." ^.^ (ooc)

>Lyrae (OOC) o/~

>The Sword hrmphs and blusters for a moment.  Making you wonder HOW a sword can 

bluster, but he pulls it off somehow.

>Lyrae glances at Kay, "...drained. Sore. Like a thousand white-hot nails were 

just shot through my mind.."

>Kim's ear perks up at Lyrae's description.

>Ryan . o O ( I'll... need to talk to Cloud and Tifa. Later. )

>Kim mumbles, "How  lovely  .." to Foil_Riposte.

>Foil_Riposte mumbles, ".....  .....  look  .....  ..  .....  .....  you" to Kim.

>Kim says, "Foil-ken..." o.-

>Kay nods, "Come here...I know something that might help a little..."

>The Sword hrms? at Kim

>Kim says, "If you're not going to tell me, don't give me the teasers either."

>Kim -.-

>The Sword ohs at Kim, "Well..uhh..sorry.."

>Lyrae quietly says, "..Hn?" She crawls a little closer to Kay, slowly.

>Ryan sighs. "Like I said... I'll fill anyone here in with what I know. LATER."  

 . o O ( I know it isn't right to Cloud.. or Tifa... but dammit, it needs to be 

done. )

>Kim says, "That's okay, Ryan."

>Kay reaches out and gives Lyrae a gentle, friendly hug.

>Kim. o O (I live with the victim and a talking sword that can read minds when 

it tries)

>No, no, no! The DESIGNATED victim! It's in her DNA!

>Lyrae freezes in place, tensing for a second - or three hundred. With that time 

passed, she relaxes slightly.

>Lyrae (OOC) n.n;

>Kay patpats Lyrae's back lightly, whispering to her.

>The Sword . o O ( It was odd tho...  when she was in the throes.. I tried to 

take over..but ..she was making so much mental noise I couldn't take over...  

I'll have to remember that limitation.. )

>Kim bobs the sword forward and back, staring up at the sky.

>Kim pauses to glance around the tree trunk at Lyrae again.

>Lyrae blinks at Kay's whisper, pausing, and responds in kind.

>Ryan . o O ( Well, are we all enjoying our Lyrae psychosis of the week?  -.-  

>.< )

>Week?

>Half-hour   -.-;

>Lyrae stiffens, closing her eyes.

>There you go.

>Ha. Ha. Ha.

>I sense sarcasm in that hearty chuckle.

>You are correct sir.

>Kay nods to Lyrae, whispering back and shifting to a less awkward position to 

hold her from.

>Ryan stands up. "... You probably have this taken care of. Seeing as how I 

don't feel like playing Freud, I'm heading back to town to let everyone else 

know you're alright."

>Lyrae lifts her gaze to Ryan, nodding slightly, barley.

>Ryan . o O ( ... and to find Tifa and Cloud. )

>Kim looks up at the tree

>Kim hms

>Kim stands up

>Kim raises the mighty Foil blade...and stabs it into the trunk like a dart on a 

board.

>Lyrae blinks at the *thunk* and glances towards Kim *sweatdrop*

>The Sword says, "Thunk"

>Kim hops up onto a branch, climbing up onto it.

>Kim grabs the sword and begins making her way up the tree and out of sight in 

the leaves.

>Ryan blinks at Kim's departure. "...?"

>Kim was on the opposite side of the tree from you, Lyrae.  She's hiding from 

you on purpose. ^_-

>Chibi-Derek blinks and looks up, "Kim? What're you doing?" 9_9

>Lyrae (OOC) ohs, thought you were on the same side :)

>Lyrae sweatdrops at the *thunk* then.

>Kim, from her 'clever' hiding place, can watch Lyrae and Kay without hurting 

her neck (unless she falls).

>In which case she'd hurt her neck AND Kay and  Lyrae.

>Nah, she'll fall backwards.

>And land on her head? No damage there..

>WHAP!

>OW!

>She'd hurt the ground!

>;.;

>Don't hurt our beloved ground!

>Kim is not hard headed!! >_o (ooc)

>Lyrae (OOC) giggles

>Chibi-Derek says, "(OOC) No, of course not, imouto-chan.."

>Ryan will be departing now, if nobody else tries something stupid. "..."

>Lyrae LEAPS off the cliff! (OOC)

>Kay (OOC) YANKS her back.  o.o

>Ryan (OOC) You're all lunatics   -.-;

>Lyrae (OOC) *flops on her back* x.x

>The Sword OOC I resemble that remark!

>Kim says, "You resemble a hunk of metal (ooc)"

>Chibi-Derek sighs and sits down under the tree Kim climbed up into . o O ( 

..... )

>Lyrae (OOC) n.n

>Ryan walks off, hopefully before one of the girls falls and snaps their neck.


** 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 : Gary(Pup) ]

[Things  : None ]


>Gary is passed out on the side of the path..cheeks flushed red. *z.z*



Gary



What you knew of Gary, if you did in his former life, is not there; instead, 

there is a woman..that still oddly talks like him, though in a more feminine 

voice of course, walks like him, and acts like him..and still even calls 

herself 'Gary'.  Alas, he's taken over the body of some poor bubble-headed 

woman, and is now in control..he will have his revenge!

  And not just any body did he take, either.  No, this one is exceptionally 

well-built..the tanned skin of it completely trim and capable of movement with 

purpose.  The short, spikey mop of coppery-blonde atop her head mimics the 

hairstyle of his former self..as do the copper eyes found below thin eyebrows 

below.  His, er, her delicate little nose is set above pretty lips..that'd be 

perfectly kissable save for that vengeance-wrent grin that often crosses them.  

A round face tapering to a gently pointed chin and smallish ears rounds out her 

new look above the neckline.

  Below..well..needless to say, Gary's..changed.  He still wears the same 

clothes, somehow having managed to find the ones he had before..even though 

they're now horribly torn and in some places covered with a good deal of blood. 

 A worn, black leather bomber is worn over a very tattered grey sleeveless 

shirt..which threatens to expose certain aspects of her newfound unmentionable 

anatomy..not that Gary gives a damn, being used to being a guy, and all.  

Tarnished old jeans that look like they've been through several world wars and 

back cover her shapely legs, exposing them in quite a few places from the huge 

gashes torn in.  About the only thing you can see that hasn't changed are those 

darn black generic sneakers..those remain a constant.

Carrying:



>Ryan blinks. Doesn't know this gal   -.-;

>Gary doesn't know you either..so we're even.  Then again, she is unconscious, 

not that it matters.

>Ryan rubs the back of his neck. Sheesh. From one crisis into another.

>Gary doesn't move..but at least she's breathin'.

>Ryan grumbles. Only a few things will get Ryan's attention. Mountains of gold 

are one. Helpless girls are another. With a sigh, he walks over and asks, 

experimentally, "Hey, you awake?"

>Gary says, "..."  And for a time, it appears that's the only answer you'll 

get..but she does shift a little, amber eyes attempting to focus on the 

multiple fuzzy shapes ahead.  She mumbles something unintelligible as 

speech..and flops down strengthless.

>Ryan pokes Gary on the cheek. Not moving much. Ryan mumbles something about 

broads who have too much to drink, and goes to heft her up to carry her back 

into town to sober up.

>Gary is pretty easy to lift..doesn't seem to be made of metal or anything. n.n

>Ryan could lift you even if you were, probably. Not that he'd enjoy it. "Upsy 

daisy."

>Gary falls in line behind you. 


** Walk cut **


Tyr Road [300]



The apartment buildings and hotels give way to smaller, less expensive and 

privately owned buildings of like sort.  Then those eventually dwindle to what 

you find on either side of you now.  Yes, various scents of delicious food of a 

wide assortment of styles, flavours, and nationalities entices your olfactorial 

senses..attempting to lure you in for a bite, or five.  Make no mistake, 

however.  It doesn't come as cheap as those fast food places around southern 

Tyr Road..though you'll definately appreciate the higher quality.  At a point 

up ahead, the road and street becomes an unpaved trail, towards the start of 

the steep walls that the mountain atol surrounding Midgaard creates.  A deep 

gorge carved by forces long forgotten and lost to legend is to the west 

here..and a suspension bridge has been erected so that pedestrians might take a 

stroll across it to Sif Way to the east, and marvel at it.

[Exits   : (N)orth, Tifa's Seventh Heaven (7), (T)ransit Station, Path (D)own 

to the Gorge, Suspension (B)ridge, and (S)outh ]

Gary has arrived.

Ryan arrives, with Gary following behind. 

[Players : Rastaban, Asellus, Rachel, Vincent, and Motoroid Red(Pup) ]

[Sleepers: Luke, and Naomi ]

[Things  : None ]


>Asellus leaves, with Rastaban following behind her. 

>Gary pulls out a big fuzzy broom and sweeps the room clean of sleepers.

>Ryan walks in from the mountainside, apparently carrying... a drunk girl? in 

his arms    @.o

>Gary *z.z* "..."

>Ryan is NOT followed by Lyrae, or Derek, or any of the above, before you ask.

>Bart arrives from the south.

>Bart has arrived.

>Bartholomew stalks by.

>Van_Burace arrives from the south.

>Van_Burace arrives, with Hanpen following behind. 

>Bartholomew enters 7th heaven, in search of a Bartweiser. *.*

>Ryan walks towards the bar, assuming nobody stops him. (Carrying a drunk girl 

INTO a bar? Oh, wait, she's still unconscious.)

>Bart has left.

>Gary is unconscious, very much so. *z.z*

>Van_Burace leaves, with Hanpen following behind him. 

>7





Seventh Heaven Bar - Main Room



Tifa's Seventh Heaven Bar has a campy feeling to it, primarily constructed of 

dark wood with occasional items for decoration.  Several worn tables grace the 

area near the door, looking beaten up from years of patrons.  The bar is more 

well kept, stocked with a vast amount of alcoholic beverages and components for 

mixed drinks.  The room is just a tad dimly lit, feeling cozy and familiar at 

the same time.  Other areas of interest are the entrance to the kitchen, and a 

porch with some comfy chairs.  All in all, the Seventh Heaven is a nice tribute 

to what someone can put together for a business if they try.  A machine for a 

game similar to pinball sits on the less used side of the room, sporting an 

"Out of Order" sign.  Most of the damage that was obvious only a little while 

ago is now repaired with more permenant fixes, so the bar once again is back to 

it's former self.

[Exits   : (B)ack Room, (K)itchen, (U)pstairs, and (O)ut ]

Ryan arrives, with Gary following behind. 

[Players : Hanpen(Pup), Van_Burace, Bart, Rastaban, Asellus, Gourry, Faris, and 

Marlene(Pup) ]

[Things  : None ]


>Bartholomew . o O ( Damn..! Everyone 'round here's either a deathly powerfull 

magician, or a swordsman. o.o; Who's left to kidnap? )

>Asellus is carrying a big ugly sword. Doesn't mean it's hers! o_o;

>Gary is a helpless, unconscious drunken woman..hmm..

>Ryan is carrying the unconscious Gary. Indeed, after he enters, he sets her 

down on a table, and wipes his brow    . o O ( Hrmm, more crowded then I was 

expecting. )

>Bartholomew scans around the place with Jack, looking with more interest 

towards the bar. He @_v's at Gourry. o O ( Crap..! )

>l rast



Rastaban



This man is slightly built, and looks almost frail. Long, tousled

green hair curls around a narrow, elfin face more pretty than handsome. 

His eyes are large, framed by startlingly dark lashes in his pale face, 

and they are an odd light lavender-blue in colour. He moves carefully, 

seeming calm and controlled, though the look in his eyes is almost too-

focused. His clothes are elegant, though archaic. The cream-coloured 

lace on the collar and cuffs of his shirt spills from under a plain 

dove-grey riding jacket, and black tights give way to black riding 

boots.

Carrying:



>Bartholomew *POINTS* "...YOU!"

>The bar smells faintly of gasoline..

>Bartholomew . o O ( Hmm..smells like beer in here... )

>Asellus turns around and sees Ryan.. dear Ancestors, wasn't that the man who 

nearly got gutted right in front of her!?

>Ryan blinks. Tifa already spilled it? Yeesh. Nobody light a match    o.o

>Gourry blinks? o.O

>Gary slumps on the table half-lifelessly.. *x.x*

>Ryan is that man, yup. And he's perfectly healthy now   n.n

>Gourry . o O ( Smells like that stuff pirates drink. )

>Jack just side-steps from BNArt and heads to the bar.

>Bartholomew's finger arches in the air for a mment, before being dropped back 

down to this side,"...You're..! no one I know c.v;;" he hastily shuffles over 

to the bar.

>Bartholomew strides ahead of Jack o.o

>Faris glances at Bart, then at Gourry, then shrugs, returning her attention to 

the drink in front of her again. No need to ask, no need to know. *sip* 

Gooooood sake.

>Vincent has arrived.

>Gary stirs a little, and mumbles to Ryan, "...one more... ..for the road.."

>Asellus watches the exchange quietly, waiting for a slightly less -tense- 

moment to approach anyone...

>Gourry says, "Hey! You're that guy with the big flying thing Lina crushed, 

ain't ya? ^_^"

>Bartholomew o_v; "...No."

>Ryan blinks at Gary, pretty much ignoring the rest of you. Nothing personal. "I 
think you've had enough."

>Asellus . o O ( This thing is incredibly heavy. How in the world does Cloud 

swing it without killing himself? )

>Rastaban catches Asellus' eye, or tries to. "My Lady?"

>Asellus turns back to him, trying to keep her attention divided 5 or 6 

different ways. "Hm?"

>Vincent walks in behind Asellus. He's interested in her presence, definately. 

Because he's making his way over to her as quickly as possible. A name is 

dragged from his memory, "Asellus." he's met her... once, at least.

>Jack orders a drink and asks for boarding.

>Gourry hops up and strolls over to Bartholomew, "Yeah, you have two whips, 

right? o.o"

>Bartholomew skips ahead of Jack so as to get the seat he wants to ^^ The one 

next to Faris. Heh heh heh heh. o O ( Maybe the day wont be a -complete- waste. 

Maybe I'll get the chance to borrow an extra worker. )

>Gary lapses back into unconsciousness, shaking a little before doing so as 

though freezing. o O ( Man..I thought I'd be able to toast myself to death.. 

-.-;  What a dissapointment.  Instead I end up with some hero guy..just as long 

as he doesn't hit on me later..or think I owe him a date.. )

>Bartholomew clears hit throat -.v; ...He turns about, swivling in the chair, 

and shakes his had seemingly sadly to Gourry,"...I'm not into that kind of 

thing, sir..."

>Ryan isn't THAT much of a pig. Sheesh   o.=   He scratches his head as she 

passes out again, and shrugs.

>Bartholomew ers. his x.x

>Asellus's eyes move from Rastaban, to Vincent.. she blinks at him, trying to 

place him, mentally.

>Faris sets the glass down for a moment, looking over at Bart. . o O (I remember 

him... looks like a pirate of some sort...) She nods at him passingly, then 

turns her attention back to the drink.

>Van_Burace leaves, with Hanpen following behind him. 

>Gourry asks, "What kinda thing? o.O Flying ships?"

>Rastaban clears his throat loudly and steps gracefully up onto a table, keeping 

a hawkeye on Vincent, and anyone else who comes near Asellus. "Excuse me." he 

says quite loudly, in a voice that sounds like three people speaking in perfect 

chorus.

>Gary used to be a man..she knows how things work..or at least, she thinks she 

does.

>Bartholomew says, "Whips. o.v;"

>Asellus's eyes go wide. "Rastaban, don't!"

>Ryan is a hero, dammit! Really!

>Bartholomew scratches his chin. o.v

>Faris blinks at Bart at that comment, then looks over to Rastaban with another 

blink.

>Vincent isn't that hard a face to forget once people start to think about where 

they've seen it before. Hallow's Eve party, outside the tent.... talking about 

Jenova. You know. n.- He looks pointedly at the sword, and then to Asellus. 

Finally, toward Rastaban for a brief second as he calls for people's attention.

>Gourry says, "Oh.... o.O"

>Gary shakes her head, coming back to again..but for who knows how brief a time. 

 She opens her eyes to slits, and grumbles in an annoyed tone, "..take me 

home.. ..this place..serves cheap beer.."

>Bartholomew says, "Sorry ^_v; You must have be confused with some other handsom 

pirate working undercover."

>Asellus has the feeling she's about to be very embarassed, she really does..

Bartholomew orders some cheap beer n.v

>Rastaban says more loudly, "EXCUSE ME." in that peculiar choral voice.

>Gary winces, and growls, "..and tell that guy to put a sock in it..."

>Bartholomew exclaims, "...Shaddup!! Manners aint got no place in a bar!"

>Ryan rubs the back of his neck, and sweatdrops. "..."

>Asellus makes a rather sharp gesture in Rastaban's direction, clearly a "get 

down from there PLEASE" sort of thing. o_o;

>Gourry o.O

>Kim has arrived.

>Gourry shrugs and retakes his seat at the bar. c.c;

>Ryan . o O ( NOW what!? )

>Kim scans the room o.-

>Gary is laying half-passed out on a table, Ryan nearby.. *=.=*

>Rastaban glares at Bartholomew. "Be silent, hum-" he sees the gesture, and 

steps down lightly. "My Lady?"

>Kim o.o

>Kim ergs -.-

>Kim walks over to Gary's table with a fed-up look on her face.

>Kim puts her hands on her hips, looking down at the girl.

>Faris nods over at Bartholomew. "I like your style." She raises her sake 

towards him, downing another gulp.

>Asellus says through clenched teeth, "Somehow I don't think that's a good way 

to go about this, we're in a -bar-... We'll find the girl on our own." . o O ( 

What WAS her name? It was... Tifa, that was it. )

>Gary's half-opened eyes turn to Kim..and she frowns, "...looks like I didn't 

have enough..I'm still alive.." =.=

>Kim says, "Baka.." =.=

>Kim says, "How did I know I'd find you here?..."

>Ryan sweatdrops. "Where do I keep finding these people...?"

>Kim grabs Gary by the shirt, tugging her out of the chair, "Up." =.=

>Rastaban looks puzzled. "Why not, my Lady? Do you remember the name of the one 

you wish to give it to?"

>Bartholomew hoists up his beer bottle, getting ready to throw it at Rastaban..! 

O_v How manner-less..! And..then remembers what it is. Something to be coveted. 

To be loved. To be drunk. So instead pretends like he was raising it back to 

Faris n.v "Thanks, kiddo." And guzzles it down instead.

>Ryan blinks as Kim acts. "?"

>Tifa has arrived.

>Gary says, "...woman's..intuition..uergh.."  The sudden movement induces...  

-blargh- -sputter-

>Tifa walks down the stairs, heading for the front door -_-

>Ryan sweatdrops. Again. Glad it was Kim and not me.

>Kim lets go and takes a step back

>Asellus shifts the weight of the bundled sword again. "Her name was Tifa.."

>Kim dodged that one O.-

>Van_Burace arrives, with Hanpen following behind. 

>Vincent raises a hand for a gesture. He hopes to attract Asellus' attention 

back to him once more. "Excuse me. But the sword..." he indicates it with the 

same gesture.

>Rastaban asks, "Did you say long brown hair?"

>Van_Burace heads out the front door.

>Van_Burace leaves, with Hanpen following behind him. 

>Kim exclaims, "For pete's sake, Gary!  I don't believe you!"

>Ryan blinks at Kim. "You know her?"

>Rastaban steps in front of Tifa, blocking her way. He holds up a hand.

>Asellus turns back to Vincent. "Pardon?"

>Kim says, "Hai..."

>Tifa pauses, blinking up blankly.. "...What do you want?"

>Gary spills her guts..bleh.. ..she coughs pitifully..then groans, 

"..yeah..well..then forget about me then.. ..I'm just..your imagination.."

>Ryan rubs the back of his neck, confused   O.o

>Kim grabs! Gary by the ear

>Gary winces.. -.-

>Bartholomew . o O ( That's a cool chick... )

>Kim says, "Come with me, right now. o.-"

>Gary says, "..oh no..not.. 'the speech', Kim.."

>Bartholomew sets down his empty bottle. o O ( ..I hope shit wasn't something 

she drank. o.v; )

>Gourry has disconnected.

>Kim says, "Fu** the speech, I'm getting you into a bath."

>Ryan asks, "Er... Kim?"

>Vincent shakes his head, "Who's is it?" he looks intently into Asellus' face, 

hoping to meet her gaze. Why? Because he's privately confused, and desparately 

seeking answers under all that calm, serious facade.

>Asellus feels the pressure of being in a crowded room.. oh, how she wants to 

move this conversation elsewhere..

>Kim looks up at Ryan sharply, clearly from her expression she's not in a happy 

mood right now.

>Faris leans over to look past Bart, to the pair of people. . o O (That should 

be interesting...) She downs the rest of her sake, looking at the empty cup, 

then passing it for another refil. Hey one... or two... or more.. for the road, 

ne?

>Gary gets up to her feet..and promptly collapses..

>Ryan peers at Kim. "Could you PLEASE tell me what's going on?"

>Asellus answers quietly to Vincent, now that she remembers the details of when 

she met him, "Cloud's.."

>Gary exclaims, "..the room's spnnin'..woooooOOOO!"

>Kim ergs! holding the girl up.

>Kim says, "Later." -.-;

>Gary falls in line behind Kim. 

>Ryan stares at Kim, but since she seems to know this girl...

>Gary *z.z*

>Kim drags and tugs Gary across the floor

>Kim says, "Baka...baka..baka..." -.- muttering under her breath

>Gary has no objections..having just newly lapsed away again.. "..zzz.."

>Kim heads out the front door.

>Kim leaves, with Gary following behind Kim. 

>Rastaban continues to watch Asellus and Vincent closely, even as he asks "What 

is your name, young lady?" to Tifa.

>Asellus looks very nervous to be surrounded by all the people. Drunken and/or 

fighting people, especially.

>Bartholomew . o O ( Shangai potential )

>Tifa stares at Rastaban. "...Tifa Lockheart.  ..May I pass now?"

>Tifa has had a baaaaad day.  -.-

>Ryan turns to Rastaban and Tifa now that that pair has left. And Ryan's wasn't 

all THAT better.

>Bartholomew nudges Faris, getting a vague idea,"heya, kid. I'll buy you a 

drink. n.v On me."

>Bad days all around. o_@

>Faris finally gets her refil, then looks over at bart. "Huh? Sure! By all 

means. Er... what'cha buying?"

>Faris is having a great day! Soeone offered to buy her a drink! n.n V

>Bartholomew . o O ( Bartweiser. No..that's not what it's called here...>.< 

what's the stupid name? B..Friend..? Bud..? Ugh. What a rip off. )

>Bartholomew says, "Beer."

>Rastaban smiles at her. "Lovely." he says. "Princess?" he calls to Asellus.

>Vincent indicates some clear path to the outside world, "May we speak in 

private?" he asks Asellus now, glancing once toward Rastaban as that man calls 

to the one he's speaking to.

>Rastaban knits his brows at Vincent as if to say, not on *my* watch..

>Asellus flinches at being called by title. She nods to Vincent, and then 

gestures to Rastaban and Tifa. "I think.. we should all move to a more private 

location."

>Faris nods. "Beer works fine." She looks as the sake and pushes it away for the 

moment. "Pour away."

>Cait_Sith has arrived.

>Cait Sith's Mog waddles down the stairs, carrying the cat...he waves...

>Bartholomew requests pirate-politely of the bartender on duty for two more 

bottles of beer. n.v "Hey! Two beers, here, now."

>Tifa has disconnected.

>Marlene falls asleep.

>Bartholomew says, "...Please."

>Ahrr, me buckos!

>Bartholomew . o O ( ...I'll get this little kid drunk, then haul him off to the 

brig *.* then put 'em to work! I can out-drink some kid off the streets anyway. 

^.v And he's had a head start. )

>Faris waits for the beer to be sent her way, catching it up as it slides over 

and looking the bottle over. Not completely familiar... but it's beer. She 

takes a swig.

>Bartholomew . o O ( Hmm...it tastes the same as Beer back home...but...I wonder 

what they make it outa? )

>Bartholomew chugs from his beer bottle in a healthy manner.

>Asellus makes her way to the door, trying to get Vincent and Rastaban to follow 

her away from the crowd.

>Vincent waits, somewhere in between Asellus and Rastaban, for one or the other 

to make a decision regarding his presence. Ah, there... he turns to follow 

Asellus to the doorway.

>Faris isn't a two-fisted drinker, at least. She's waiting to finish one before 

she starts on her next.

>Bartholomew...is a man... of the sea...se...seeee-ty...city...now, I guess. o.v;

>Asellus (OOC) just dub yourself an all-terrain man and be done with it. n.n;;;

>Faris (OOC) snickers.

>o/~ Brandy! You're a fine girl!...What a wonderful wife you'd be...

>Bartholomew (OOC) ;_;

>Ryan looks around the room, his eyes finally settling on Asellus. He dimly 

remembers her...

>Cait Sith notices Ryan. "Hey, Ryan! Is Lyrae OK? I chewed out that crazy 

four-eared woman for trying to deck her!"

>Asellus doesn't necessarily -want- Ryan to recognize her, they met under very 

poor circumstances last time.

>Ryan blinks, turning to Cait, his attention taken off of the half-mystic. "Huh? 

Yeah, Lyrae's oka- ... What's you do to Asrial?"

>Asellus backs out the door quietly.

>Asellus heads out the front door.

>Asellus leaves, with Rastaban following behind her. 

>Vincent heads out the front door.

>Bartholomew works his way through his second bottle, attempting to make it 

last. Outlast Faris. "So, kid. You come here often?"

>Cait Sith fehs. "That her name? I just gave her a piece of my mind...she 

wandered off to parts unknown...punching a girl in order to stop 

suffering...does that sound as stupid to you as it does to me?!"

>Faris nods at that. "Enough." she admits. "They warm a mean sake here." She 

points at her own drink, which is cooling on the bartop.

>Bartholomew hehs,"Better drink it before it gets cold. n.v"

>Ryan puts his hand on his forehead. "She had the right idea, just the wrong 

execution... she's an okay kid (I guess), but a bit daft at times."

>Cait Sith hehs. "Just when I thought the old stereotypes of blondes were 

false..."

>Faris glances at the other drink, seeming to add a few things up in her mind, 

then sitting the beer down and scooping up the sake instead. Hey, why not. Not 

the first time, after all.

>Ryan peers at Cait, but snerks. Hey, humor helps, been a long night.

>Bartholomew says, "Cold sake's like a ......" . o O ( ...what's it like..? o.v; 

Umm...Hmm..what would the captain of Thames say? ) "... a man...of the sea..." 

( ...damn him! -.-; )

>Faris blinks as she takes a sip, then swings the sake back and forth, blinking. 

"How so?"

>Cait Sith sighs. "Ah, well...at least Lyrae's OK...and Tifa seems to be doing 

all right too..."

>Bartholomew drinks some more. o.o;

>Bartholomew says, "...How so? Well.."

>Ryan looks at Cait. "Really?"

>Faris downs another drink of the sake, looking at Bart expectantly.

>Bartholomew takes a nice long sip from his bottle,"..."

>Faris finally goes from the expectant look to a drink. "Eeehhh, skip it. You've 

had a few." she says, surely, as she finishes the sake off, sliding the glass 

away again.

>Cait Sith nods to Ryan. "Yeah...after you guys left, she was crying...I guess I 

got her to calm down some..."

>Bartholomew says, "...Which means, we should have another round."

>Ryan nods. "... I'll talk to her later, I guess." He rubs the back of his neck. 

"Seen Cloud around?"

>Cait Sith ers... "Well...that's kinda the reason she was sad..."

>Faris arches her eyebrows, picking up the bottle and turning it over. "You're 

kiddin. right? You're that rolliung, and you want another? Heh. You'll be under 

in no time." Oooohhh, was that a challenge?

>Bartholomew laughs heartily,"Ya think so? Two beers says you're under the bar 

before I really get started. n.v"

>Faris grins at that, more broadly. "Ooohhh, now you're talking my language. 

Loser has to pay the winner's tab?"

>Ryan gets a twitch in his eyebrow. "I see... I'll look for him, a little later."

>Bartholomew stands up straightgrinning like the cheshire cat. He sets aside his 

now empty bottle,"You're on, kid." ..did I type stand? I mean sits x.x sits up 

straight. Ooh. evil NCSA telnet.

>Ryan sighs. "I'm headed off. Try to keep this place from burning down..."

>Maison has arrived.

>Faris sits up straighter as well. Nope. She isn't wavering. Uh uh. Well... 

maybe a little bit. "'name's Faris." she says, picking up the bottle and taking 

a nice big sip.

>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 : Vincent, Rastaban, Asellus, Rachel, and Motoroid Red(Pup) ]

[Things  : None ]


>Ryan steps out of the 7th Heaven, mumbling something about having ANOTHER long 

day

>Vincent frowns, "Shrine? What shrine?" Apparently, he doesn't even know about 

that small fact. And... look who's come in. Vincent looks up to see Ryan's face.

>Ryan blinks. What'd I walk into now?

>Asellus spoke of the devil, and he appeared. She swallows to alleviate her dry 

throat nervously.

>Rastaban follows Vincent's gaze, and tenses further.

>Ryan blinks. Yes, that's definately Asellus. Hoo-boy. And who's a devil!? I'm 

an angel... of love, dammit!   >.<

>Riiiiight.

>Vincent speaks, "Ryan. Please come here." It's a request, really it is.  He 

only wants to speak with you about what happened after that little phone call 

last night. Or was it the other night? (Player's mind is going dead. @_@)

>Rastaban drops his arms to his sides and assumes a much looser stance.

>If you're referring to the tail, it was the night before. Last night Cloud was 

too busy carving me up. "Hmm...?

>Only phone call that I'd be referring to. Thanks n.n; Vincent keeps a serious 

mein, "What happened?" he asks simply.

>Asellus looks up at Ryan hesitantly for a moment, then quickly drops her eyes 

again. She's still holding the massive Cloud-sword, all wrapped up in cloth.

>Ryan blinks, glancing back and forth. "What happened with what?" There's been a 

lot of happenings, after all.

>Vincent's glance flickers to the wrapped sword, "What happened between yourself 

and Cloud?" Ah, that should clarify matters.

>Ryan rubs the back of his neck. "Oh."

>Ryan peers at Vincent. "Can you find someplace more private to talk?"

>Vincent sighs slightly, "Where?" he also looks to Asellus again, to see what 

she has to say on the matter.

>Asellus puts up no argument to anything said so far. She's more interested in 

keeping her gaze downcast.

>Ryan shrugs. "Someplace else..." He glances around, and spies the bridge. Good 

enough. Pointing towards it, he asks, "Over there?"

>Cait_Sith comes out of the 7th Heaven Bar.

>Cait Sith's Mog bounds toward the south...

>Rastaban leans over and whispers something to Asellus.

>Cait_Sith leaves south.

>Vincent nods once and again looks to Asellus, "Do you have any objections?"

>Asellus blinks. She gives Rastaban a reassuring nod, since neither of these 

people has ever proven dangerous to her before. Ryan was trying to -stop- Cloud 

when he was controlled, anyway. "..No, no objections."

>Ryan nods, and walks over to the bridge, waiting for the pair to follow.

>Asellus falls in line behind you. 

>Vincent falls in line behind you. 

>b

You walk onto the bridge.





Bridge: Sif-to-Tyr



This bridge pitches a little in the soft, chill breeze that seems to be 

continuously blowing in from the mountains above.  Though the rocking is very 

gentle, and is natural due to the way the bridge across Giant's Gouge is 

constructed.  Below you, dropping far..far..far below into a large sink hole, 

is the aptly named gorge.  There are two pedestrian traffic lanes on this 

bridge..to ensure things flow smoothely, as well, the sides up the bridge are 

covered up to about 10' in hieght on either side with plastic-coated steel 

chain-link restraint.  Thus, anyone who wanted to fall off the edge would have 

to make a pretty good attempt at it.

[Exits   : (T)yr Road, and (S)if Way ]

[Things  : None ]


>Asellus arrives, with Rastaban following behind. 

>Ryan arrives, with Vincent and Asellus following behind. 

>Rastaban frowns deeply.

>Asellus isn't terribly pleased about the situation either, but...

>Ryan walks out to about the middle of the bridge. Yeah, this's secluded enough. 

He turns to look at Rastaban, then inhales. "Anything in particular you need to 

know?"

>Vincent nods, "Everything." he again states simply. His front in this lack of 

knowledge he finds himself in.

>Ryan sighs. "Well..." He taps his temple, trying to think. "You remember that 

sample you sent me, right?"

>Vincent says, "I do." It's rather hard to forget a sample from something that 

totally slashes your torso up, all in all.

>Ryan coughs. "Anyway, I had some more results from the study of... it, so I 

wanted to inform Spikey. Only trouble was, when I got there, he was acting 

weird. Namely, he was trying to capture and/or kill Tifa, for some gods unknown 

reason."

>Asellus fights the urge to flinch at that.

>Rastaban puts a hand lightly on her shoulder.

>Ryan sighs. "Basically, I tried to stop him from hauling Tifa off, without 

hurting either of 'em. He didn't take that kindly, and decided to run me 

through. Nice of him, really, but he should check to make sure he foes are 

actually dead..." He grumbles. "I went to Asellus' place because..."   . o O ( 

Cloud said he had been there before, in one of his fugues )  "... he mentioned 

something about that chapel earlier."

>Ryan says, "Lemme tell you, it's a @!^*! to walk two miles with a gaping sword 

wound."

>Asellus watches Ryan retell his experience silently, trying to keep herself 

cool and detached.

>Zed walks onto the bridge from Tyr Road.

>Ryan coughs. "Anyway... when I got there, turns out Spikey WAS there, with 

Tifa, and was chatting with you-" he points to Asellus "-about... um, 

something. I came in at the tail end of it, so I don't know much about it." 

He's lying... "It didn't sound all that healthy, so I did the only thing I 

coul-" He shuts up the instant he hears someone approaching.

>There is nothing but an easy-to-miss shadow bounding it's way onto one of the 

bridge's tall supports..and a soft scuff at the landing.  No, noone can see the 

figure silhouetted by the moonlight, long woobie blowing in the wind 

dramatically!

>Rastaban (OOC) waves!

>Ryan sweatdrops. Wow, someone even more egotistical then him!

>Asellus (OOC) giggles at the woobie part.

>l zed



Zed



He's big, he's mean, his hair *is green*..Well, one out of three isn't that 

bad.  Zed is a bit over 6 feet tall, but is incredibly lanky for it.  You'd be 

suprised that there's a bit of any muscle on him.  Still, he's not too shabby, 

considering..at least his face isn't ugly..nor his orange eyes with dark areas 

beneath.  He wears a rather liberal rendition of a ninja nightsuit..with 

baubles here and there to accent..and his way too long orange scarf for extra 

decoration.  This is also a temporary description. n.n

Carrying:

Yua plushie, test, and Doombringer


>Zed (OOC) flexes his non-existant muscles, "Mega macho-man. *_*"

>Ryan (OOC) Yeah. What... um... IS a woobie?

>Asellus (OOC) o_o; You mean you don't know?

>Zed says, "(OOC) It's my blankie, silly. =.="

>Ryan (OOC) never heard that term used   o.o

>Zed (OOC) waves, too. :)

>Zed is just waiting for the right moment to make his -real- grand entrance.. 

..nevermind the tall, dashing ninja who -thinks- he's invisible to the eye.

>Asellus nearly steps back as Ryan gets to the part about Cloud conversing with 

her, she suspects he knows more than he says, but.. her attention is quickly 

drawn elsewhere.

>Ryan has dealt with REAL mystic ninjas. You ain't no ninja.   -.-;

>Rastaban spares a glance for the silhouette, and is suddenly holding a sword.

>Zed says, "(OOC) Goemon. *_* -thwacks Ryan with a kiseru(Not so peaceful 

pipe).-"

>Ryan (OOC) oofs   o.=

>Asellus doesn't blame him.. her heart skips a beat when she sees a shadow 

approaching. Paranoid little thing, isn't she?

>Ryan doesn't need a sword. He's... Ryan. (Wow, he's almost as bad as Zed!). 

"Hiyah, wanna join us?"

>Zed leaps from the support with a -sproing-, somersaulting in mid-air, before 

he lands softly before you all on the bridge..well, he almost landed..a slight 

miscalculation..and he's falling backwards..falling..falling.. "OOof."

>Ryan blinks. Somehow... I don't think this guy knows what he's doing.

>Rastaban says quietly to Asellus, "My Lady, this is not safe..."

>Vincent isn't, really. Even if he does look up to the posing 'ninja'. He 

doesn't even draw his pistol, figuring he'll have enough time to do so... if 

it's needed.  He follows the progress, still keeping calm about the whole 

matter. No... irritated that there's been an interruption.

>Zed hops back to his feet, and poses -mightily-, "Greetings, lesser beings!  

You have the honour this evening of being in the company of the mightiest of 

shinobi, Zed!"

>Asellus nods to Rastaban. -Now- things are no longer safe..

>Ryan raises his eyebrow. "Who died and made YOU clan leader?"

>Asellus peers out at the strange 'ninja' from behind Rastaban..

>Ryan at least has the physique to be posing

>Zed says, "(OOC) Physique matters not, when you're a metal demon. n.n;"

>Ryan (OOC) Yeah, yeah, whatever   *flex*   Get on with it.

>Rastaban puts himself neatly between the princess and the humans on the bridge, 

and raises his red rapier in a sketchy salute. "I am afraid we cannot stay here 

any longer, gentlemen."

>Zed laughs heartily, "Ho ho!  Ha ha!  Clan leader?  Oh, not yet, but I will be 

soon..I will be able to join the quarter knights!"

>Rastaban offers to lead Asellus.

>Zed holds up a hand at Rastaban and Asellus, eyes half-closing in malice, 

"-Not- so fast.."

>Ryan blinks, and just about all the blood pales from his face. THAT got his 

attention. Yes indeedy. He says, with perfect arrogan-... um, confidence, "Oh? 

A metal demon, I see?"

>Asellus sends Vincent a quick, apologetic look, and was -about- to set the 

sword down, when...

>Zed crosses his arms, hmphing at Ryan, "Yes, it is as you say!  I am one of the 

powerful metal demon race.  Are you not intimidated, being of flesh?"

>Ryan can't help but be intimidated. Really. That's why he's yawning. "Sheesh, I 

was almost worried there. Already beat up Harken, and she IS a 'Quarter 

Knight'."

>Rastaban drops into a defencive stance. "No. We are leaving. Now."

>Vincent's attention is attracted to Zed as well. Even if he looks back to 

Asellus as Rastaban mentions needing to leave, "I would like to speak with you 

more, when you have the time."

>Asellus backs closer to Rastaban, this is getting worse by the moment. She sets 

the sword down on the bridge, and prepares to depart.

>Asellus drops Mythril Saber.

>Asellus falls in line behind Rastaban. 

>Ryan will get the sword for Cloud. A bit later.

>Zed draws his sword, a long sparkle of light gleaming off the dark blade..which 

glows violet with a mysterious power..!  "Silence!  Harken is weak!" o_o

>Asellus is too scared 'o Zed to stay right now, you know how it is..

>Ryan yawns again. "Yeah, whatever. If she's weak then why don't you have her 

job?"

>Rastaban walks off to Tyr Road.

>Rastaban leaves, with Asellus following behind him. 

>Ryan . o O ( Gotta be careful... these guys are often tougher'n they look. Even 

freaks like this. )

>Zed growns at Rastaban and Asellus..stopping to stick out his tongue and make 

faces childishly..then he points at Ryan! "A matter of consequence..there's now 

an open slot, and *I'm* going to fill it!  My first evil act to prove my worth, 

will be to destroy this bridge..with you two saps still on it!"  He begins 

swirling, "Ougi..Kyoujin.."  The sword's picking up chi..

>Ryan hmms. This can't be good. Ryan looks around, finally settling on Cloud 

sword. What's our fearless leader do? He lobs the damned thing at Zed's head, 

pommel first. Hope you duck.

>Vincent returns his attention to Zed, "No." And now he has his pistol free of 

its houlser, to bear on Zed's form. He's shooting not for the demon's body or 

even the sword; but the hand holding the sword in hopes to sting it clear of 

the grasp that holds it. Zed's call on what reaches him first. n.n; (sorry, 

helping mom some RL)

>Zed is too caught up in his little move to duck..and gets firmly pounded on the 

side of the head with it.. ..unfortunately..his sword flies from his hand at 

the shots..but is charged with so much chi, it still severs a few cables.. 

..enough that the rest start to groan and snap themselves.

>Ryan erks. Cloud can fetch his sword from the gorge later. Ryan glances at 

Vincent, then back to Zed, commenting, "We REALLY have to do this again 

sometime. Really. Honest." With that, Ryan doesn't exactly RUN (that'd be 

unseemly), but he DOES make a strategic withdrawl!

>Zed gets up, rubbing his head, "Mrm.. ..yes..run..you pansy!  Ha ha ha ha, 

woah!"

>Zed almost loses his footing as the bridge tilts sideways. o.x;

>Vincent sprints. He'll at least admit to running. Because, well, it's the smart 

thing to be doing about now.

>Zed must be dumber than even you thought possible..he's not running..he's jsut 

laughing.

>Ryan is gone. Try not to hit the bottom TOO hard, Zed.

>t

You walk off the bridge, on the west side.





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 : Pikachu, Rachel, and Motoroid Red(Pup) ]

Ryan arrives, with Vincent following behind. 

[Sleepers: Tifa ]

[Things  : None ]


>Vincent will... pretend he ran in the same direction as Ryan. c.c

>Pikachu pikas, "Pika? 'o.o'"

>Pikachu pokepokes the sleeping Tifa

>Zed pages, "The bridge collapses behind..Zed still holding on to it, 

"Wooooaaaaaaah!"  He didn't hit the bottom..but hope he's good at climbing 

ropes. n.n;" to Pikachu, you and Vincent.

>Ryan watches this little spectacle from nice, solid ground. Really. Yeesh, even 

Ryan ain't that stupid.

>Pikachu cocks its head to one side, "Chu." 'o.o'

>Ryan quips, "I'd... like to say it was nice knowing him. But, actually, he was 

a twerp."   O.o

>Ryan glances at Vinnie. "You... go see where those two ran off to. I think... 

~I'll~ be going to bed." He sighs.

>Vincent only... watches.  Noooo comment. After the bridge settles to its new 

position, he turns to Ryan, "I want to speak to you more another time." he 

states shortly.  Without further comment, he turns and, well, walks off.

>And that, as they say, is that.

>Pikachu pikas, "Pika pi!" 'n.n'



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