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 beveragesand components for
mixed drinks. The room is just a tad dimly lit, feeling cozy and familliar 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 buisness 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.
[Exits : (B)ack Room, (K)itchen, (U)pstairs, and (O)ut ]
[Players : Lyrae, Kiwi, Gunter, Derek, and Cloud ]
[Things : None ]
>Ryan meanders in
Gunter
Looming before you stands the wicked figure of Ice Demon. His very presence
sends chills down your spine as if you were hooked and hung in a meat freezer.
At a full 6'7", Ice is 'quite' intimidating even if he does retains his
angelic, beautiful appearance. The air is frosty around him... puffs of icey
mist circling and wafting around his icey body. His young face is elven in
appearance... smooth and slender and well defined. His eyes glaze over with a
pearl color in the light, but catching them just right, you can see his icey
blue iris glowing. Under his left eye is a white, fang shaped marking of some
alien origin. His long elven-like ears stick out from the sides of his head,
adorned with many silver rings and chains. His hair is now short and shaggy;
sticking out sharply all aound his head and framing his face. Curliung from
the back of his head and around his ears are a pair of beautiful, obsidian
horns; polished to perfection.
Hugging Ice's much larger, stronger chest is a tight, rubbery shirt of some
sorts... accenting his muscles like some sort of hard, outer shell. The shirt
ends right above his tight belly... showing off his cute 6-pak and a shining
silver naval ring. His arms are long and slender, tight with hidden muscles
and showing off his soothing, light blue flesh. A black, metal bracelet is
linked around one arm while the other has a large black leather bracer adorned
with zippers and buckles; both of his hands fleshy, sharp talons.
Squeezing Ice's rather curvey hips is a large black leather belt and silver
buckle... holding onto a pair of tight, black leather pants. His pants are a
vivid creation from his wild imagination and punky sense of taste; made up of
several pieces and a wide variety of silver buttons, zippers, buckles, belts,
and pockets. Starting at his knees, a pair of calf hugging boots, with the
same wild pattern of buckles and belts, mold to his legs and feet... the combat
boots cut off about mid-way on his feet to let two large, long, ferociously
looking fleshy talons out. He's deadly but beautiful appearance has you
captivated until you see an object swing from behind him... and you are
startled to watch a heavy, thick, 7 foot long spaded tail swing out from behind
him. The appendage has its fair share of ribbons, leather straps and buckles
along it... as well as two silver rings piercing its spaded tip. This form is
definately a very agile, fast, powerful form... and that tail looks as if to
constrict the life
Carrying:
>Kiwi kwees, and bites Ice's ear.
>Ryan blinks. "..."
>Lyrae closes her eyes, continuing to play the lyre, until she grins, living in
her music and abruptly shifting the beat to more dominant one, humming softly
at first, dimples showing as she fully grins, her humming soon cutting off to
introduce the first few lyrics quietly, then growing a little more strongly as
she loses herself further in her music. People? What people?
>Kiwi tilts it's head at Lyrae, curiously.
>Ice-Demon chuckles a bit as Lyrae begins to sing.. smiling widely at the new
feature. Then eeps adn flicks his ear wildly at Kiwi; shaking it around. x.x
>Ryan takes a seat. "I don't WANNA know."
>Derek listens, looking like someone who's been hypnotized..
>Cloud inclines his head at Ryan, still listening.
>Lyrae would probably have stopped singing, but luckily she's far too innto her
music to notice anyone else coming in.. or attention n.n;;;
>Ryan raises a hand. "Can I have a beer or something?" He ignores the icy thing.
>Lyrae opens her eyes as she draws the vocal part of her song to a close,
stubbornly fixing her gaze on her lyre, playing the last few notes.
>Cloud nods, not quite paying attention to Ryan. By now, reflexively, he reaches
to get a bottle of yesibu.
>Kiwi kweeeeeeeeeeeeeees. o o
>Ice-Demon glances at Ryan as he walks in... getting torn from the music with
his loud ramblings. . o O ( Maybe I should break him... I'm 10 times as
powerful in this form... yeah, seems like a good idea... ) u.u
>Lyrae blinks, letting the last note die out softly, looking towards Kiwi with
rosy cheeks *o.o*;;
>Derek blinks and looks over to where Lyrae's looking >_>
>Kiwi sweatdrops at the rosy-cheeks. She kwees something to herself.
>Cloud places the bottle in front of Ryan once the song is done.
>Lyrae ducks her head quickly, letting her hair fall in front of her face o O (
.. well that was a disappointment. I lost the skill .. )
>Ryan . o O ( ... And why is there a bird in here? o.- )
>Kiwi kwees something to Ice, in that unfamiliar tongue she uses...
>Ryan snatches up the bottle, downing a swig, and placing his feet up on the
table. "Well, it seems pretty quiet, comparatively..."
>Derek looks back and blinks a moment. Then he starts clapping..
>Derek smiles a bit, "Thank you.. That was lovely, Lyrae."
>Lyrae blinkblinkblinks..and slowly lifts her head, glancing in the direction of
the clapping, raising a hand from her lyre to brush aside her hair.
>Ice-Demon smiles and and sorta cheers at Lyrae... ears flickering a bit as he
listens to Kiwi. n.n
>Ryan grins at Lyrae
>Lyrae dimplegrins and blushes slightly, glancing down again, "..Thanks.." She
ducks her head further sheepishly. n.n;;
>Ice-Demon grins at Lyrae, "Thanks, things have been so angsty lately and I
haven't heard you play... I started to get worried."
>Lyrae sits up, biting her lower lip lightly, "Worried?" She absently plays a
cheerful tune, without bothering to look at the strings.. music coming as
second nature.
>Ice-Demon nods, "Yeah... things have been so hectic with you and Kim. I was
hoping the stress and such wouldn't take away your talent. Its about the only
thing I know that gets me in a 'real' cheery mood..."
>Derek frowns a little and looks over, then turns his head and crosses his arms
. o O ( Hmph...you don't know what worried is... )
>Ryan rubs his nose, but doesn't say anything.
>Lyrae's expression twitches slightly, "Well.. I'm not letting them get to me
anymore. I won't allow it." She frowns, "My mother.." She frowns, "My /real/
mother would say the same." She shrugs lightly. "And if they hurt me, they win."
>Cloud wipes down the bar, listening.
>Derek's frown fades as he looks back at Lyrae, his eyes narrowing a little at
her words . o O ( I can't let that happen. Not again... )
>Lyrae grins wryly, "As a friend told me.. showing that they can't use me the
way they did will hurt them more than it does me." -.- She falls silent and
focuses on her music for a few.
>Ice-Demon nodnods, "Good... I was hoping I could teach that to you but it
looks like you learned how to handle such things. I handle them simularily
but... with a slight twist. Anyways... I'm glad to see you have a good, stable
willpower."
>Lyrae pauses for several minutes. o O ( ... ) Then picks up the melody again,
smiling slightly as she glances around towards Cloud, Ryan and Derek before
responding, "I had help." o O ( .. I would never have lasted this long
otherwise. )
>Ryan takes another swig of beer, not commenting. "..."
>Ice-Demon grins and nods, "Anything is good... as long as you learned it."
Then mumbles, "... and as long as you didn't get impulsive *cough*... rude
*cough... and ignorant *coughcough*... at the same time." c.c
>Ryan glances over at Gunter, for no real reason >.>
>Lyrae hits all the chords at once, frowning towards Gunter, "Don't you start."
>Ice-Demon smiles like a little angel at Lyrae and looks all adorable for her..
creating a little ice halo over his head, "Yes ma'am." n.n;
>Derek doesn't move his gaze from where it is...at the floor for the time being
>Lyrae sweatbeads at the halo o.o;;;
>Ice-Demon hmmms. . o O ( Doh... the horns are still there though... ) 9.9
>Lyrae shakes her head,,then glances at Derek, blinking curiously.
>Derek blinks, then glances up for a moment, meeting Lyrae's look. His lips
quirk into a smirk for a moment before he looks at the floor again, reaching up
to pull his hair back a few times and then let it fall back over his shoulders
>Ryan takes another swig. He makes a glance at Gunter. "Well, I must admit, you
have an unusual fashion sense."
>Ice-Demon blinks.. then looks over at Ryan, "Well, at least someone is treating
me like they know who I am. Of course I would expect that from someone who has
experienced my ice first hand." o.-
>Lyrae tilts her head to one side at the smirk, then rehooks her lyre to the
strap, getting up and walking towards Derek, the lyre bumping against her hip
slightly. She places a hand at the base of his neck and rests it there a
moment, before ruffling his hair lightly, leaning down to look at him, "Hey..
what's the matter?"
>Ryan hmmphs, and smirks. "You just got lucky..." He takes another big swig.
>Ice-Demon rolls his eyes, "Oh please... you know you're no match for me.
You're still a simple mortal... no matter how skilled you are. You're going
to have to outsmart me to defeat me..." u.u
>Ryan smirks, but doesn't proceed to goad him further.
>Ice-Demon chuckles deep in his chest, "... besides, I saw how stunned you were
the other night at my trick. And just to brag, that is child's play compared
to the power in this form..."
>Derek blinks and looks up suddenly, his hair going all awry (more so than
usual), "Huh? Oh, nothing serious.. Just..thinking, Lyrae." His cheeks get a
little red as he looks down again, raking his fingers through his hair to
straighten it a little . o O ( Wish I had somethin' to tie this back with.. )
Ice-Demon rolls his eyes off to the side. . o O ( Course.. that all comes with
a price... ) c.c
>Ryan slings his blaster off from over his shoulder, getting a knapkin out from
one of those handy holders, and polishes it, whistling. "... o/~"
>Lyrae quietly says, "Your hair's getting all over the place.." She chuckles,
"Hang on.."
>Ice-Demon chuckles, "Pussy Cat had to get a gun... jeez, its not like I'm
going to kill you. I just like whooping your ass in a good old fashioned
brawl." n.n
>Ryan says, "I seem to recall all the brawls have been stalemates, Ice-boy..."
>Derek says, "Hang on to what?" he grins and leans his arms on the back of his
chair, then rests his chin on them again..
>Ice-Demon rolls his eyes, "Yeah.. because you keep running away. I consider
that victory on my part." u.u
>Ice-Demon taptaps his forehead, "You have absolutely no honor..." u.u
>Ryan hmmphs. "That's because I had more important things to do then fight a
little sponge guy..."
>Lyrae giggles softly, then reaches into her jacket pocket and pulls out a bit
of leather from her pocket, then catches hold of Derek's hair again (OOCly
resists the urge to get a pink ribbon.. she wouldn't have 'em anyway but it's
SOOOO tempting), gathering it up into a ponytail and tying it up to keep it
from going wild. "How's that? Better?"
>Lyrae (OOC) UHohs x.x
>Derek (OOC) KNEW you were gonna try a ribbon >_<
>Lyrae (OOC) is using a leather strap! Was TEMPTED to get a ribbon ;d
>Lyrae (OOC) :D even.
>Lyrae quietly says, "(OOC) SO be nice or I =will= make it a ribbon :)"
>Ice-Demon cracks his knuckles, "Well, whenever you want to put that gun away
and put up a real fight to the finish.. do tell. Though you'll have to admit
the first fight was mine... you were 5 minutes from being pieces of messy
slush on the sidewalk..." u.u
>Ryan smirks. "I've faced worse."
>Cloud raises an eyebrow at Derek.
>Lyrae glances towards Gunter and Ryan, frowning slightly
>Ryan takes another swig of beer, smirks in silence
>Ice-Demon chuckles a bit, "By yourself, I truly doubt it... seems all you
wimps around here gang up on one person and leech 'em down. No one believes in
a duel, anymore..."
>Ryan narrows his eyes, and glances at Gunter =.< You swear you hear a tea
kettle whistling in the distance
>Lyrae glances at the two children with a frown.
>Cloud says, "..." at Gunther.
>Derek blinks and reaches back to check the back of his neck, "Uh...yeah.
Thanks, Lyrae. I'll get this back to you when I find something of my own."
Lyrae quietly says, ".. Keep it." She slips behind him and abruptly hugs him
from behind, leaning down to do so of course, "Consider it.. a welcome back
present.." o O ( A really CHEAP one, but.. )
>Ice-Demon smiles at Ryan and shrugs, "Hey... I'm not being a jerk. I just
want you to finish things. Ya keep acting so much better than me, but you've
yet to prove it. Certainly not in a social sense and ya failed twice in a
battle of skill."
>Ryan looks at Gunter, smirks, and comments, "If you want to take it outside
again, I'll be happy too. As soon as I finish my drink."
>Lyrae scowls slightly.
>Derek FREEZES, his eyes widening (thank goodness Lyrae can't see it).
"S-sure.." He blushes and scratches the side of his head, "Oh, wait..almost
forgot..."
>Ice-Demon grins happily, "That's the spirit!" He swings his tail around a bit
behind him... then begins cracking loudly; his body deteriorating as he morphs
back into his natural form.
>Gunter yawns a bit, "I'll even go easy on you until things heat up..."
>Lyrae doesn't let go, blinking absently, "Hm? Forgot?"
>Eponine has arrived.
>Derek . o O ( I'm pretty sure I put it with my other stuff when I got back... )
>Ryan sits at a table, feet on it, and guzzles down a beer.
>Derek nods, staying as still as a statue right now, "I...uh, picked up a few
things while I was gone."
>Eponine walks in almost silently....glancing around
>Lyrae looks towards Eponine, giving Derek another quick hug before taking a
step backwards, letting her hands rest on his shoulders as she waves towards
the newcomer in greeting.
>Lyrae glances down to Derek, "You did?"
>Gunter smiles and waves to Eponine, "Evening, luv. You up for a late night
brawl?" n.n
>Eponine looks over to Lyrae and her companion and nods....than blinks at
Gunter's suggestion.
>Eponine scrachs her head and ummms. "Well...."
>Derek nods, sitting up a little
>Ryan hmmphs. "Hey, I got dibs, sponge-boy."
>Gunter blinks and looks over at Ryan, "I'm just inviting her to watch. I'm not
going to fight her. she's actually got some decency in herself..." u.u
>Lyrae blinks, her hands resting on Derek's shoulders, "You haven't had a chance
to relax at all since you got back, have you Derek."
>Ryan hmmphs, and takes another swig. Mental note: quick way to cheese Ryan off
is to keep calling him weak.
>Eponine doesn't really run...more like blurs over to Gunter's side....and
grins. "Oooooo fight. Can I fight the winner?" ^_^
>Ryan blinks. "Why would I want to fight a pretty girl?"
>Eponine looks over to Ryan and blinks demanding, "What does that mean? You
don't want to fight me because I'm a girl?"
>Lyrae o.o at Eponine
>Gunter smiles at Eponine, then just ignores Ryan's comment to let Epo take care
of it. n.n
>Ryan hmms? "No, I mean it's a waste to ruin such a pretty face in such a
low-brow activity."
>Eponine =\
>Eponine says, "You act like I don't even have a chance..."
>Lyrae . o O ( He certainly does, doesn't he o.o; )
>Gunter looks over at Eponine, "Its okay... little men who are really puny and
weak usually try to make themselves look tough." o.-
>Ryan takes another swig of beer. "Nah babe, I just don't WANT to fight you."
>Derek shakes his head absently in answer to the question, "Not really, no. And
yes, I brought a few things back. They're with my stuff."
>Ryan glares at Gunter again =.<
>Eponine grrrrs under her breath and hands her book to Gunter. "Hold this for me
would ya...?" She than blurs again (Sorry it's far faster than a run...so best
way to describe it) this time she ends up right in Ryan's face....leaning into
his chair with her nose just two inchs from him. "You think you're better than
me! Huh?! Right?! That's what you -meant- to say?!"
>Lyrae hms softly, "Well, you can go get them later if you need to.. right now I
want you to relax a bit hm?"
>Ryan blinks at Eponine. "Woah, woah, all I said is, I don't like to fight
girls. Just not right, you know."
>Lyrae o.o; at Eponine again, o O ( She *wants* to fight? )
>Ryan . o O ( I'll make an exception for Esmerelda, though... )
>Gunter holds Epo's drawing stuff and such... blinking widely at Eponine, "He's
a lier. He tried to beat up my good friend Esmerelda." c.c
>Derek shrugs his shoulders a bit, "I try to..honest. But..."
>Derek turns and STARES at Gunter, "Your WHAT?"
>Ryan hmmphs. "Your 'good friend' hardly counts as a girl, sponge-boy."
>Eponine looks over to Gunter than back to Ryan. "You'd fight her...why not me?"
>Lyrae tightens her grip on Derek at the sudden shift in attitude, frowning
quietly.
>Ryan narrows his eyes. "because she's evil, spiteful, hateful, and just plain
not nice."
>Gunter says, "(OOC) Yeah but us mean guys are so much more charming and polite,
it seems. n.n; j/k"
>Eponine ohs and fidgits.. "So it's not because you don't think I can fight
than...?"
>Ryan shakes his head. "Nah, it's because I don't like fighting pretty, nice
girls." He winks.
>Derek's jaw tightens, then he feels Lyrae grabbing at his shoulders. With a
sigh, he relaxes and leans his arms on the back of his chair, "Sorry, I was
doing it again, wasn't I?"
>Lyrae glances at Ryan bemusedly o O ( Gee he really is full of himself isn't he
n.n;;;; )
>Gunter rolls his eyes at Ryan.. then looks over at Derek, "My good friend?
What's wrong with that, eh?"
>Ryan (OOC) is, actually, yes
>Eponine tilts her head. "Why not?"
>Lyrae looks down at Derek, hugging him gently, "Yeah. But I can't say I blame
you." She looks at Gunter, "Do you know what she did to Kim?"
>Ryan glances at Gunter. "Because it's much more fun to beat up on mean, ugly
guys."
>Eponine looks over at Gunter and blinks. "Gunter's not ugly..."
>Gunter shrugs, "I don't know... I haven't heard from her in a while, or Kim.
I'm worried... Essy can be okay, sometimes, if you keep a certain attitude
with her and don't get sucked in as a slave. She 'better' not have done
anything to Kim..."
>Ryan says, "Well, one of the two still counts."
>Derek closes his eyes, not answering Gunter . o O ( Keep calm, relax... Don't
think about it. )
>Lyrae frowns at Gunter, "She did. She took Kim's heart."
>Ryan takes a big swig, setting the bottle aside. He cracks his knuckles.
>Gunter x.x!!
>Derek blinks and looks up at Lyrae, "She what?" O_o;
>Gunter falls off his stool! x.x;
>Ryan blinks. "... You... didn't know about that?"
>Lyrae hugs Derek tightly, "I could have stopped her.. but I wasn't there.."
>Eponine steps back from Ryan and looks over to Gunter, "Gunter...?"
>Gunter leaps back up! Panting a bit in fear, "Sh.. what?!? She took her
heart out?! Is she alive???"
>Lyrae glances down at Derek, "She made Es angry.."
>Lyrae looks at Gunter, "Kim's alive, yes.."
>Lyrae quietly says, "Es took Kim's heart into herself. As a failsafe."
>Derek shakes a little, trying to supress his temper. Lyrae manages somehow and
he just pounds his fist lightly on the table.
>Eponine looks over to Lyrae as she explains....
>Ryan says, "... THIS is the kind of 'friend' Esmerelda is, Gunter."
>Gunter grits his teeth... his canines growing a bit and his iris flaring up
brightly, "I'll... I'll rip it out of her chest!!"
>Lyrae wraps her arms around Derek's neck lightly, resting her cihn on his head,
"If Es dies. Kim dies. It's bad enough that her right arm is a serpent.."
>Eponine steps over to Gunter slowly extending a hand to his shoulder and
whispers, "Gunter...please....don't do anything rash."
>Cloud rubs the back of his neck. This kind of situation was never covered in
SOLDIER.
>Kim has arrived.
>Speak of the devil. ^^
>Lyrae (OOC) grins
>Gunter looks over at Ryan and growls angrily, "You shut up! Esmerelda could
rip out ALL of your hearts and I wouldn't care... there are just a few people
that I made sure she didn't hurt..."
>Ryan frowns at Gunter, but doesn't comment. "..."
>Speak of the angel. o.o
>I never said you were you fine foxy lady. ^_~
>Lyrae places a hand against her head, grimacing slightly at Gunter's anger,
then blinks as Kim enters, and quickly walks towards her.
>Kim smiles at Lyrae, "Hello.."
>Lyrae hugs Kim tightly, "Hey there sleepyhead.."
>Gunter turns around... looking directly at Kim; completely lost for words. He
looks at her with a pitiful face... completely lost at the moment.
>Derek looks over, "Kim..." He watches Lyrae a moment, then looks down at the
table
>Kim hugs Lyrae back with her left arm only, keeping the right under her cloak.
>Kim blinks, looking up at the eyes upon her.
>Kim says, "Aa...." o.o;
>Lyrae pulls Kim over to a table, watching her worriedly, "How are you doing..?"
>Kim says, "..ok..." o.o; following Lyrae a bit reluctantly to the table.
>Ryan crosses his arms behind his head, the imminent combat apparently forgotten.
>Gunter tightens his fists... gritting his teeth tightly as he struggles to
keep from over-reacting even further...
>Lyrae twitches slightly, not sitting just yet, just tensing..
>Kim says, "You ok?."
>Eponine takes her hand off of Gunter's shoulder and looks over to Lyrae and Kim.
>Gunter swallows heavily... calming down a bit as he turns to look at Epo...
then looks at Kim and Lyrae; turning around to quickly walk outside.
>Gunter has left.
>Kiwi has left.
>Gunter leaves, with Kiwi following behind him.
>Ryan watches Gunter leave. "..."
>Lyrae lets out a soft breath, then turns back to Kim, "I'm fine, yeah."
>Kim asks, "You sure?"
>Lyrae pulls over a chair and sits, glancing over her shoulder towards Derek,
then to Kim, "I was just about to ask you the same..'"
>Derek smiles a bit, "Hey, remind me to sort through my stuff later. I found the
two of you little somethings while I was away.."
>Kim's eyes trail off as Gunter walks out, but return to Lyrae quickly
>Eponine stares over toward the door for a few more moments after Gunter leaves
than turns to gather her things up in her arms and sits down.
>Ryan exhales . o O ( I should probably go after him, but the way he is now,
he'll likely try to kill me... )
>Lyrae glances at Derek curiously, "Oh..okay," she smiles slightly, glancing
back to Kim.
>Kim blinks, "Okay?" looking at Derek, not realizing he was addressing her
before.
>Ryan sighs, and stands up. "... I'll be right back."
>Lyrae glances at Ryan, nodding.
>o
** Walks to City Square **
City Square
Welcome to the middle of the sleepy (yeah, right), humble mountain city of
Midgaard. The peaks that surround the somewhat smallish sprawl of
constructions about you appear a vibrant, cool purple at this distance..capped
with off-white snow at the tops. Although the town itself recieves little
precipitation from being sheltered by this atol of sheer rock, a cold wind does
comb and filter its way through..providing a brisk, though arid, atmosphere.
On the southwestern pointing end of town, a small, manmade pass in the
mountain valley allows for easy access from the bustling world outside. To
your north and west are the commercial districts..manufacturing, shipping, and
selling various consumable goods. In the east, to the 'horizon', appear to be
homes of various architectural influences..the more wealthy of said houses
bordering a small alpine lake and park. To the south, the middle-class homes
continue, thinning out just before the open gap to the highway beyond.
As for where you stand..it is the Midgaard City Square..Several government
offices and the larger buildings can be found on the sides of the slightly
misnomered elliptical, cobblestoned intersection. No actual automobile traffic
passes here, being routed through the side streets..this is a strictly
pedestrian and bicycle zone. A large, granite fountain with a statue of Odin
atop it towers nearly two stories prominantly in the center. There are also
benches about for taking a quiet repose from the hustle of daily life.
[Exits : City (H)all, (T)ransit Station, (S)outh, (N)orth, (W)est, (E)ast,
and (F)ountain ]
[Players : Satsuki, and Akio ]
[Things : The Wheel of Morality, and Ye Olde Message Boarde [IC!] ]
>Ryan runs in, skidding to a halt. "Hey, did either of you see a German guy,
about yay tall, pass this way?"
>Akio glances not up from his rigid locked glare toward the girl. "I have not,"
he says softly.
>Ryan frowns and rubs the back of his neck. "..."
>Satsuki's attention is torn from Akio, whom she was faced off against. He is
forgotten as she presses her glasses back into place on her nose and shakes her
head. "Nuh-uh.." The change is instant, frighteningly so.
>Satsuki now stands in a casual, relaxed and utterly oblivious-looking fashion.
She fidgets slightly and glances toward the fountain. "There was some guy
walking past, but he left already."
>Akio presses his moment. Not afraid to toy with fire. For when fire can be
tamed.. He walks back behind her again and whispers softly, as if he knows all
the secrets, "How do you know you won anything?" And then he laughs, ever so
softly. Moving clear, gracefully sidestepping, a dark grin along his face.
>Ryan hmms, and runs off on a hunch
Midgaard Transit Station -- City Square
*** ***
use '@hopon Station' to get the bus going.
use 'enter bus' to hop on the bus before it leaves.
use '@hopon List' to get a list of stations.
== May be sometimes delayed due to lazy drivers. ==
[Exits : (O)ut ]
[Players : Gunter ]
[Things : Receptionist ]
[Vehicles: Transit Bus #1 ]
>Ryan charges in from the square, skidding to a halt as a bus passes
>Gunter is curled up way over in the corner of the station...
>Ryan walks at a slower pace towards Gunter. "..."
>Ryan asks, "... Gunter?"
>Gunter doesn't answer... but just tightens up even more into his little ball.
>Ryan rubs the back of his neck, not making eye contact. "... You should really
go back, and talk to Kim, y'know?"
>Gunter shakes his head... mumbling, "... no... not until I help her..."
>Ryan sighs. "You said yourself that fighting Esmerelda alone is suicide... and
you're right. Rushing off to try to help KIm will just get you killed..."
>Gunter shakes his head, "I've got a lot more on my side than you do... and I'm
not talking about power this time. I know things... I know too much... I can
do it..."
>Ryan says, "But it'd still be much better if you helped us. Esmerelda's
powerless until Friday, but when she's free, she'll probably come back and try
to kill Kim... and Lyrae... herself."
>Gunter shakes his head, "I do not want to help any of you... you can all die.
I just want to protect them. If anything matters its making sure they are
okay... its making sure the last few who care stay alive..."
>Ryan scowls. "You IDIOT. How do you think Kim will feel if Lyrae, and Janus,
and Cloud, and whoever are killed by her?"
>Gunter grits his teeth... tucking his head back into the corner...
>Ryan crosses his arms. "She's a lot more cunning then anyone thinks... it was
almost impossible to stop her so far, and look what she has already."
>Gunter grumbles, "... I can take her down. Not for good... but enough to save
Kim's heart...."
>Ryan says, "I don't know if you can... every time she's hurt, Kim's hurt as
well."
>Ryan . o O ( Dammit... I'm not good at this stuff... )
>Gunter goes completely silent.....
>Ryan turns, and starts to walk away. "... Can you at least promise you won't
listen to anything she has to say?"
>Gunter growls, "I never have... I did things on my own will. She just offered
prices for things that I didn't care about... like attacking you. Or spying..
small things. Things that can be fixed..."
>Ryan says, "She used you, to get information, and keep people busy while she
hurt other people. Like Kim. Don't trust her."
>Gunter sighs...
>Ryan heads back to the city square.
>o
** Cut to bar **
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 beveragesand components for
mixed drinks. The room is just a tad dimly lit, feeling cozy and familliar 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 buisness 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.
[Exits : (B)ack Room, (K)itchen, (U)pstairs, and (O)ut ]
[Players : Kim, Eponine, Lyrae, Derek, and Cloud ]
[Things : None ]
>Ryan walks back in, slowly, taking a seat. "..."
>Lyrae whispers, "Lyrae sidenotes she's been working her empathy; there's a
blanket of calmness in the room. (not a literal one mind.. )" to you.
>Lyrae glances towards Ryan, pausing in working out the knots in Derek's
shoulders to give him a questioningg look.
>Eponine looks up from her drawing as Ryan enters watching him sit down
quietly...than looks back to her work.
>Ryan says, "... He's dead set on taking Esmerelda down himself. I hope I talked
him out of it, but... he isn't happy."
>Lyrae quietly says, "He.." She blinks, "Gunter..?"
>Kim says, "Impossible. o.o"
>Ryan nods to Kim
>Kim asks, "You...talked him out of it though?"
>Cloud has disconnected.
>Ryan shakes his head. "I hope..."
>Derek winces as Lyrae's fingers find a rather nasty knot, "Ach-ch-ch-ch..." @_x;
>Eponine flips to another drawing of a male face...shading it carefully as she
eavesdrops(sp?)
>Lyrae erps softly, "Gomen ne.." She adjusts, moving her fingers more carefully,
but still working on it nonethless.
>Ryan scowls and crosses his arms behind his head.
>Derek shakes his head, "Nah...just remembered I got tagged there during
training. Was sore for a few days.."
>Eponine fiddles with her sketch for a while longer before closing the book and
sliping her pencil away. "..."
>Lyrae blinks, "Ohhh.." She moves her hands closer together, working at the
stiffness at the base of his neck as she ponders.
>Derek . o O ( Nevermind the other injuries..and not being allowed to use
materia... )
>Eponine stands up slowly and pushes her chair in before walking toward the exit.
>Lyrae glances at Epo as she leaves
>Ryan doesn't say anything, but he nods slowly at Eponine
>Eponine pauses at the doorway...turns around and waves to everyone watching
her...than steps outside.
>Eponine has left.
>Lyrae glances over towards Kim, making sure she's all right.
>Ryan . o O ( Things just tend to go from bad to worse around here, don't
they... )
>Lyrae glances over at Kim
>Ryan rubs the back of his neck. "... Maybe Kim should talk to him."
>Kim is fingering the pendant around her neck, looking thoughtful
>Kim blinks, looking up
>Kim asks, "huh?"
>Ryan says, "Gunter. He's down in the transit station by Town Square, by
himself. Maybe he'll listen to you..."
>Lyrae glances at Ryan, "She may be able to get through..yeah.." She turns to
>Kim, her eyes zeroing in on the pendant, her ministrations ceasing for a second.
>Kim says, "I..guess I could try..."
>Derek erfs, blinking a few times. He guesses Lyrae's done 6_6 . o O (
Damn...that helped a little, I guess.. Maybe I should soak in a hot bath.. )
>Ryan . o O ( If he weren't pig-headed I'd just beat the point into him... )
>Lyrae just looks at the pendant
>Kim blinks at Lyrae's eyes, and quickly hides the pendant down her shirt.
>Kim stands up
>Lyrae quietly says, "....."
>Kim says, "I guess I'll go see him then."
>Lyrae quietly says, "..Good luck."
>Ryan nods to Kim
>Kim nods, "Thanks."
>Kim walks out, grabbing her cloak with her left hand to keep it from flowing
open.
>Kim has left.
>Lyrae blinks, remembering Derek, and tilts her head to one side, looking at
him, "Is that any better?"
>Derek lays his arms across the back of his chair and rests his chin on them,
looking thoughtful. At Lyrae's question, he nods and moves his shoulders a
little, "Yeah, a bit better. Thank you..." He glances up and smiles
appreciatively
>Ryan comments, "... Should I follow Kim, just in case? I don't seem to be doing
anything productive here..."
>Lyrae smiles back, and looks at Ryan, "Yeah.. if you don't mind.."
>Ryan leaps to his feet, and nods to Lyrae.
>o
** You know the drill. Boring walk, etc. etc. **
Midgaard Transit Station -- City Square
*** ***
use '@hopon Station' to get the bus going.
use 'enter bus' to hop on the bus before it leaves.
use '@hopon List' to get a list of stations.
== May be sometimes delayed due to lazy drivers. ==
[Exits : (O)ut ]
[Players : Kim, Vega, and Gunter ]
[Things : Receptionist ]
[Vehicles: Transit Bus #1 ]
>Gunter mumbles quietly, "... what...?"
>Ryan . o O ( I better keep an eye on those two... just in case... )
>Kim kneels down, letting go of her cloak to put her hand on Gunter's shoulder.
>Kim says, "...you ok?..."
>Vega looks over at Ryan. He's working his way through the room for the moment.
The pair are being mostly ignored, although he's slowed way down, rather than
immediately leaving. Curiosity, of course.
>Gunter shakes his head and shivers a bit, "... no."
>Kim says, "What's wrong?..."
>If Ryan notices Vega's look, he doesn't seem to care. He stays near the exit to
the area, watching the other two.
>l vega
Vega
Looking back at you, hand passing briefly across his forehead to brush his
hair away, is a stunningly handsome man. His face creases into an easy, though
arrogant, smile as you look at him, seeming to shift to set himself in the most
flattering position he can. His hair is extremely long, a reedish-brown shade,
and is bound into a loose braid, the tassled end brushing against the backs of
his thighs slightly, swaying to and fro with every movement he makes. His green
eyes are set in what looks to be a permanently haugty look, half-closed and
slightly slanted at the edges. His body is well-sculpted, cut and muscular,
without being overly bulky. His build is complimented by long legs and arms,
suggesting the form of a dancer, or a matador.
He is clothed in a comfortable outfit, loose blue jacket covering over a
tighter and more form-fitting white shirt. His legs are clothed in a pair of
matador's pants, blue and yellow, with what looks like a thick sash running
just below the line of the coat, wrapped and tied around his waist.
Carrying:
>Gunter sighs, "Nothing... I'll be fine. I just need some sleep..."
>Kim asks, "...can't you tell me?"
>Gunter shakes his head, "No... everything will be fine. Don't worry..."
>Vega is definately intrigued, now. Although he'd never be the one to admit
anything like that. He crosses his arms, settling himself into a 'watching'
position and looking from one of the pair, to the other. Ryan is pretty much
dismissed at the moment, as just another observer.
>Kim says, "I'm not worrying..." gently rubbing Gunter's shoulder, "I was just
wondering what was on your mind..."
>Gunter shakes his head and swallows, "Nothing's on my mind right now... I'm
just tired...."
>Kim says, "Can I walk you home?..."
>Kim says, "The bus terminal is no place to sleep.."
>Gunter nods quietly, "Alright... sure."
>Kim smiles softly, nodding.
>Kim stands up
>Gunter stands up slowly... rubbing his head and brushing his hair out of his
face.
>Eponine has arrived.
>Kim takes Gunter's hand, keeping her eyes on his.
>Eponine walks in hestently....glancing about nervously...
>Ryan is on the outskirts of the area, probably not noticeable if you're
watching them
>Gunter offers to lead Kim.
>Kim falls in line behind Gunter.
>Eponine hugs her sketch book to her chest as she further enters the area.
>Vega looks Eponine's way, then back over and at Gunter and Kim. He's just
watching. Standing back. Not making any effort to really be hidden, mind.
>Gunter averts his eyes from Kim's a bit... looking around a little as he
begins to walk off with her...
>Ryan proceeds to make himself scarce as the two exit, leaping up to the
rafters, using the lowest ones as a handhold to swing to a higher perch.
>Ryan . o O ( ... Sponge-boy would probably not take my presence very well at
this point. )
>Gunter has left.
>Gunter leaves, with Kim following behind him.
>Ryan leaps back down to the ground floor, landing with a soft *whfft*
>Vega glances over at Ryan once again as he drops to the ground, arching an
eyebrow in contempt. He then starts towards the exit. Nothing else to see,
after all.
>Eponine watchs Gunter and Kim leave...turning to look over at Vega...than
decides to speak to Ryan since she's met him before. "What did I miss?"
>Ryan leans against a pillar, commenting sarcastically to nobody in particular,
"Enjoy the show?"
>Ryan turns to Eponine. "They just had to talk a little bit."
>Eponine nods. "Is he still angry?"
>Vega glances at one, then the other, as they both make comments. He deigns to
answer Ryan, looking over. "Boring, actually."
>Eponine looks over to Vega and raises an eyebrow.
>Ryan hmms. "... He's getting better." He glances over his shoulder at Vega.
"I'd hate to see what you call interesting."
>Vega chuckles at Ryan, eyes taking on a glint as he looks back at him. "Yes,
I'm sure you would, at that."
>Ryan narrows his eyes at Vega but doesn't comment, simply smirking.
>Eponine lowers her book to her side and runs a hand through her hair, looking
back to Ryan. "Are you a profesional(sp?) fighter? Or are you just a bully to
guys you don't like?"
>Ryan crosses his arms. "What kind of question is that?"
>Eponine asks, "A simple one. Are you a profesional fighter or not?"
>Vega looks at Ryan, then at Eponine. Well that got all the more interesting,
no? He stops right there again, crossing his arms. This sounds interesting, too.
>Ryan says, simply, "Not professional, no. But I get plenty of practice in my
line of work."
>Eponine nods and sighs inwardly as she replys, "I see."
>Vega cocks his head thoughtfully, tapping his chin with a finger. "Why would
you be asking a thing like that?"
>Ryan looks at Eponine, the slight smirk on his face perhaps asking a similar
question
>Eponine looks over to Vega. "Because I am intrested in becoming a professional
fighter...or at least be in a few tournaments."
>Eponine shrugs. "And someone of that profession would be able to tell me how to
do that."
>Vega nods. "So I see. And, what sort of training have you got for something
like that. After all, I do have a dojo."
>Ryan chuckles. "Tournaments are a waste of time... half the people in them are
rank amateurs at best. Real training comes from field experience, not regulated
fights."
>Eponine blinks and smiles..her eyes sparkling. "Really? You have a dojo?"
>Ryan hmms. "Of course, regulated tournies are safer..."
>Vega gives an answering chuckle to Ryan. "That all depends on the tournaments
you've seen." He then nods over at Eponine. "Indeed I do. I train a speed style
of fighting. Much like ninjitsu."
>Eponine shakes her head and clears her throat...her expression changing to a
more serious one. "Umm I've seen a few...but never been in one."
>Ryan listens now, himself.
>Eponine says, "I knew a fighter once..."
>Vega asks, "What would his name be?"
>Eponine lowers her eyes a bit. "He let me learn techniques of an up coming
opponent...so he could spar with me."
>Eponine looks up at Vega and ummms softly.
>Eponine says, "It was almost eight years ago...I haven't really seen him
since." She adds in more of a whisper to herself, "I wonder what happened to
him..."
>Vega shrugs. "I know quite a few fighters. I had wondered if I've fought him
before." He smiles and waves a hand with a flourish. "Forgive me. I am Vega La
Selda. No doubt, you have heard of me."
>Eponine closes her eyes and her face strains as if she's trying to remember, "I
remember his nickname...Hungry...something....oh wait....wolf."
>Ryan idly comments, quietly, "Can't say I have..."
>Eponine opens her eyes and looks up at Vega with a nod. "He was called the
Hungry wolf."
>Eponine blinks at Vega. "...Vega...?" She looks back down.
>Vega just plain ignores Ryan. Well, mostly. "That's right." He smiles winningly
at the woman. "I'm sure you've heard of my wins."
>Eponine looks back up to Vega. "I think I remember seeing one of your
fights....against a girl...."
>Eponine says, "I bet 500 that she'd win...easiest money I've ever made."
>Eponine smiles and nods. "I even tried to learn her kicking move...to bad you
lost."
>Vega's smile falters. Hard. He ups his chin and gets a haughjty look across his
features. "Chun Li." Yep.
>Ryan smirks, but doesn't comment
>Eponine scratchs the back of her head. "Gee....I'm sorry that I couldn't have
seen another fight."
>Vega shakes his head once again. "One of the only others truly worth my time.
She has a great deal of skill. Too bad she squanders it in useless pursuits."
Like avoiding him? We won't get into that.
>Eponine shrugs and grins. "We women often do that."
>Ryan smirks again, but stays silent
>Eponine says, "But you have to admit she was really awesome! She's one of the
reasons I thought I'd have a chance someday of being a good fighter."
>Vega glances half-way towards Ryan, but he isn't saying anything, either.
Instead, he smiles winningly. "Oh, yes, yes." He sounds
relatively...well...patronizing. "Her style, however.." He waves it off a bit.
"It has hope, but it was never my preference."
>Ryan rubs his chin. "Perhaps it should be, if she won."
>Eponine looks over at Ryan blinking with shock than chuckles...looking back to
Vega.
>Eponine nods. "He's got a point."
>Vega laughs at that, shaking his head. "Hardly. Hardly a point. Her style isn't
_my_ style." He swivels some one Ryan. "And, I'll assure you, my own style is
superior to others."
>Ryan shrugs. "Which is, of course, why you lost."
>Vega waves his hand. "To one woman. Not to the art itself."
>Eponine glances over at Ryan and grins...before looking back to Vega with more
of a curious smile, "Ummm so what is your style..?"
>Vega turns back to Eponine once more. "It is a version of what many have called
ninjitsu."
>Foil_Riposte has arrived.
>Ryan shrugs at Vega . o O ( I should watch him fight some time, if his
style's as good as he claims )
>l foil
Foil_Riposte
Standing before you is a vigilant figure. The first impression you have is one
of passing
curiousity. Bishounen enough to catch your attention, but his youthful
inexperience
doesn't hold it for long. But in the time you look upon him you notice some
interesting
traits. His face is suspiciously rounded and youthful looking for such a well
developed
young man. His eyes are full and luminous, almost effeminate if not for the
constant
hunting edge to their dark emerald depths. Eyes always shifting about, as if
searching.
His hair is a dark emerald, so dark that it would seem black if not for the
occasional
flaxen shine of the silken strands. Short cropped in the back, but his
luxiourous bangs
curtain just low enough to be troublesome about his eyes.
His stature is a moderately tall 5ft 9in, but his frame is lanky and wirey
rather than
bulging with muscles. But built he is, as his arms are completely crafted of
fine muscle
beneath a pale sheen of smooth skin. He wears a black T-shirt over his broad
shoulders,
the short sleeves ripped off to expose his powerful shoulders and increase
freedom of
movement. Three slashmarks open along his chest, revealing just bits of the
finely toned
flesh beneath the torn fabric. On his back is emblazoned a suprizingly
romantic and
emotive emblem of a Dark Red rose, in full bloom. A few of the petals of this
symbol
are cleaved by a grey fencing foil lying among the blossoms.
Beneath this he wears black slacks, held in place by a thin leather belt around
his slender
yet powerful waist. His clothing just one size larger for increased freedom of
movement.
The bottom of his pantlegs are held down by calflength boots. The dark emerald
footware is
fastened in place by half a dozen straps as they provide silent yet flawless
traction.
All in all, this figure seems wary, a fighter prehaps? Even in such a casual
dress
he seems ready for action at any given moment. But his relatively benign and
innocent
expression means he won't be looking for one anytime soon. Or is that just a
careful
facade? Only one way to find out...
Carrying:
>Foil wanders into the transit station, a large green tote bag slung over one
shoulder. He yawns as he casually looks over to transit times with a casual
gaze . o O (alright..lessie here..)
>Eponine asks, "You know Ninjitsu?"
>Ryan leans against a pillar as Vega and Eponine chat in front of him
>Vega nods at Eponine. "As I said, a different..better version of the style." He
looks to Foil as he continues speaking. "A highly-effective one in my matches."
>Eponine steps over to Vega hugging her book to her chest as she asks, "Can you
teach me some moves?"
>Foil slowly glances over his shoulder with an emerald eye inquisitively . o O
(Sounds like fighters..hrmm...) he hefts his back down to the ground beside
him..as he decides to take a longer amount of time to check travel times..
listening in on this one
>Ryan . o O ( Well, I guess she can do worse then pretty-boy here. )
>Vega hehs. "But of course. I would not be running a dojo if I was not willing
to teach. And a pretty face in the class is cwertainkly something I would never
want to be without." he studies Eponine, one eye closed as though reading her.
>Eponine erps and frezzes watching his gaze...(Better not stare to
much...teacher or not I will not regret slapping you silly.)
>Foil clicks his tongue on the inside of his mouth.. as he comes to a decision.
He's been in Vega's presense for exactly 30 seconds, and already there's
something about him he don't like. But decides the dislike is benign as he
continues his sweeping gaze over to Ryan.
>Ryan idly comments, "Maybe I should make a visit sometime, I'm probably getting
out of practice." He makes a slow glance at Vega, smirking in that
oh-so-insufferable manner of his.
>Vega doesn't stare _that_ much. Really. Just enough to get an idea of what he's
working with. He then shrugs a shoulder, in a 'it'll do' sort of gesture,
looking over at Foil at the sound of the tongue. "Hm?"
>Eponine glances over to Foil as Vega does...
>Foil doesn't follow up on his contemplative sound, figgerin Vega will just
ignore him as the commoner he is. Continuing his scruteny of Ryan, figgerin
that's someone with Moxy, smirking a bit as he continues his gaze on to
>Eponine..pausing for a moment..then jerks his gaze back to the schedule as he
realizes eyes are upon him.. letting the stoic rose emblem on his back speak
silence for him.
>Vega gives a wordless chuckle. He's in good humor at the moment, at least, for
his attention goes from the man looking over the schedules, and back once again
to Eponine. "Now, can you pay for training?"
>Eponine blinks at the question....and errrrrrrs...looking off in a thoughful
yet...vacent trance. "How...?"
>Ryan scoffs . o O ( If he's as good as he says, he'd be teaching her for
free, if only to spread his style... )
>Vega shakes his head. "Oh, cash. Credit. I do offer free training to students I
see good learning in, and to ones who are quite serious about learning"
>Eponine blinks and $_$'s at the mention of free.
>Eponine steps forward and takes his hand....kisses it and smiles. "Thank you."
>Eponine says, "I don't have much money....so..."
>Ryan rolls his eyes, but says nothing.
>Foil rolls his eyes, but says nothing.
>A trend?
>Apparently
>Eponine asks, "Where is this dojo?"
>Foil . o O ( Third rib my @$$..quickest way to a woman's heart IS her wallet. )
>Vega gives a smug look at the reaction of the woman, then lets it relax. "It is
a building out on Sif. Two stories. Hard to miss."
>Ryan smiles. "Maybe I'll pay a visit. I have to see this style in action..."
>Eponine nods. "I think I've seen it before..."
>Eponine asks, "But I'm still new to the area...can you show me where it is
sometime?"
>Foil only yawns faintly. Must be tired, thats it.
>Vega looks at Eponine, then at Ryan. "Of course. You're welcome as well." But
not for free, the look says, far more notably.
>Ryan smiles. "I just want to watch. A magnificent man such as yourself has to
enjoy spectators..."
>Ryan . o O ( And if he's any good, once I watch... )
>Foil continues reading the schedule for the third time in a row, deciding to
linger just a touch longer so he can get any more info outta this conversation.
>Vega shrugs once more at Ryan. "But of course. I also hold regulated fights and
tournaments in the ring upstairs. Should you be interested."
>Ryan hmms, and rubs his chin. "Perhaps. I'm a bit busy as of late, but i might
free up some time..."
>Eponine asks, "When is your next tournament?"
>Foil definitely arches an dark emerald eyebrow at that... watchin the yokles
wrestle around could be a good way to check for any 'cheaters' of the sort in
his business...
>Vega says, "I haven't any arranged as of yet, I'm afraid. Not enough students
to make such a thing worth the while. They're held, fights are, as the interest
gets great enough. Or as needed."
>Eponine nods and glances around. "So...are we going to chat here...or go to
this dojo?"
>Eponine says, "My feet are really killing me and I'd like to sit down if we are
to contiune talking."
>Vega nods and waves a hand towards the bus. "Of course. Shall we head that way,
then?"
>Eponine falls in line behind Vega.
>You fall in line behind Vega.
>Foil hefts his tote back up to his shoulder effortlessly . o O (welp..my cue to
get goin.. no sense in playing voyeur on some triple date) as he then continues
walkin along casually
>Ryan smirks again. "Might be worth a look..."
** Travel to Vega's Dojo **
Vega's Dojo
Just inside the door is set a large mat, a shelf beside it for holding shoes
and other such objects. The mat has streaks of mud on it, without so much as a
speck of it noted in the main areas of the dojo just past it.
The dojo, itself, is a large room. On the far side, near the stairs, is set
most of the equipment, set and stacked out of the way. Several pads, punching
targets, a few carefully-stacked practice weapons, and other martial arts
objects. Lines up along the right-hand wall are several wooden dummies with
various targets set on them, for sword, nerve attacks, simple punches and
kicks, and some completely un-marked ones for general training. Here and there
are set mats, the majority of them piled alongside the other martial arts
equipment, and well out of the way of others.
A small hallway splits off the main room, leading into three doors along its
length, and a final one at the very back. The door at the back has an 'Exit'
sign hung firmly on it, while two of the other doors are marked with the
universal signs for 'ladies room' and 'mens room'. The bathrooms, obviously.
The door on the right-hand side is windowed, a polished plate on it reading
'Office'. At the opposite edge of the dojo's rear wall is another short
hallway, this one leading into a set of stairs up to the second level.
[Exits : (O)ut, (Door) to the mansion, (B)ack Door, (Of)fice, and (Up)stairs ]
[Players : Eponine, and Vega ]
[Things : None ]
>Vega arrives, with Eponine and Ryan following behind.
>Vega walks into the dojo, slipping his shoes off and setting them into the
shelf. "Welcome to my dojo." he says to the two people behind him.
>Eponine sits down on the floor and starts unlacing her boots before entering....
>Ryan, being the guest, does the same, placing his sneakers (how crude!) on the
rack. "I guess it'll do."
>Eponine sets her boots on the rack as well, walking around in her dull pink
tie-dyed socks...and carrying her book. She looks around nodding. "It's very
nice..."
>Vega walks into the room with light steps. "It's exceptional." he passes to the
man behind him. "Enough room for the students, and yet..." He nods towards the
stairs to the second floor. ":...an area for fights to be held."
>Ryan looks over to the stairs. "Ah, my mistake, missed the upstairs. It'll do."
>Vega doesn't make a comment at Ryan. Not worth dignifying it with that. He
reaches over towards the pile, picking out a pad. "You have had some rtraining,
have you not?" He looks at the woman.
>Eponine walks closer to him and tilts her head to look down at him. "What kind
of training?"
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