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Post by Basil on Mar 7, 2010 16:59:28 GMT 7
An aquarium owned by a half naiad? This should be interesting. Huh? There's water everywhere! All the shop windows and telephone booths are mini aquariums. You look up and gasp. A stingray just swam over the top of the buildings. It's unbelievable! This aquarium is actually an entire city under a lake. The only thing keeping the water out is a thin glass dome. Now who's looking at whom? |
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Post by Basil on Sept 4, 2011 15:28:16 GMT 7
“Flouders. Fresh! And not a single speck of mould in sight!” A raccoon exclaimed excitedly as he clung to the side of the lift descending towards the city at the heart of the Aquarium.
Aiden mimed gagging as Eva giggled. Marie simply frowned at her older brother’s childish antics. The seven-year-old dog-eared her notebook and put the book back into her sling bag. There was no way she could work in such a noisy environment.
“I doubt there’ll be much in the dumpster,” she added evenly.
“This is a tourist attraction and a very clean one according to the reviews.”
The furry reaper clutched his chest with his tiny paws as he fell backwards. “Damn! People sure are fussy round these parts.”
“Hardly, if they knew what we deal with most of the time.”
Zecher ignored the little professor and simply floated on his back in mid air, as he went back to studying the fish swimming lazily around them. The Death Note would love this place. Plenty of friends, loads of food and a number of potential mates. Slowly, the raccoon’s eyelids started to droop. Another good five to ten minutes before they reach the city. The pod had to descend slowly to give them time to adjust to the pressure.
“Aiden, look!” Eva yelled happily. “Tootles!”
“Turtles,” Marie corrected automatically.
“That’s what I said. Tootles!”
“Ignore grumpy,” Aiden whispered and Eva giggled once again.
“Your mean,” the younger of the two girls shot back.
“What idiots,” Marie muttered under her breath, knowing that Aiden could hear her clearly from where she stood.
Soon the two older siblings were so caught up with their bickering that they did not notice the red turtle swimming among the other multicolored turtles before darting away. Eva was the only one who did. She waved as the trail of bubbles it left behind started to disperse bit by bit.
“Bye!” The little white haired girl said sadly.
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Post by Κομμα on Sept 4, 2011 16:22:14 GMT 7
I'm free but I'm focused, I'm green but I'm wise
I'm shy but I'm friendly, baby
I'm sad but I'm laughing, I'm brave but I'm chicken sh-t
I'm sick but I'm pretty, baby [/i][/color][/font][/size][/left] Having just left their lift, Harpi grabbed Akino by a fistful of his hair and, ignoring his protests, pulled the much taller shinigami down to her level. "We're here. You said it flew off in this direction, now find it before I'm compelled to kill you."
Akino thankfully refrained from question this on the grounds that shinigami couldn't die; Harpi, despite her normally sweet disposition, could be utterly terrifying when she needed to be, and she knew this full well. Akino laughed nervously when he was let go; Alpha, stepping off of the lift herself, snickered at him as he straightened his hair back out with his skeletal left hand.
"It couldn't have gotten too far," he said, though the doubt in his voice wasn't exactly reassuring. Harpi glared a little more; her eyes went from red to yellow, and Akino's eye twitched slightly at the change. "Okay, I'll get going."
And with that, he hurried off. Harpi hovered along a little ways behind him and Alpha followed. Akino hardly deserved any sort of kind or civil treatment on her part after what he had done. There was no one around to steal Harpi's death note in the first place, so his excuse that it was to "teach her a lesson" was utterly groundless; he had done to it be a complete prat, and had succeeded in getting them both into trouble with their King when the old man found out that the notebook had been turned into a winged turtleesque creature and flown off. She hated being in trouble with him, and it just had to be Akino that managed to get her into trouble.
"You'd better hope it hasn't developed the ability to breed," Harpi informed Akino, "or there'll be baby death note fish all over the place and the King will make us sort it out."
Akino didn't respond, only looked around in the windows of the water-filled buildings and the glass dome surrounding the city. He was still in a great deal more trouble with the King than Harpi was; he might be demoted and suffer more severe punishment if this wasn't sorted out quickly, but Harpi was only getting a slight penalty. At least there was that.And what it all comes down to
Is that I haven't got it all figured out just yet
'Cause I've got one hand in my pocket
And the other one is giving a peace sign [/i][/color][/font][/size][/right]  female // 37 // 5'0” // shinigami // Rachael Leigh Cook
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Post by Basil on Sept 4, 2011 17:22:05 GMT 7
“Aiden.”
“Hmmmmm?” The older boy hummed as he chewed on the huge chunk he bit off his seadog.
“Eva’s gone.” Marie replied smugly as she gave her brother her signature I-told-you-so look.
“Sh-i-t,” Aiden sputtered as he choked on the salty sausage that seemed to have slipped down the wrong pipe. The mustard burning his throat and causing his eyes to water.
“It’s hot.”
“Not hotter than Selena when she finds out our dear half-sister is missing.”
Aiden cleared his throat and was about to open his mouth again when Marie cut in. “I’ll wait for you at the ice cream parlor while you go look for Eva.”
“Zecher?”
“Left to explore on his own, and I have a paper to finish,” the little girl added as she began walking off towards the candy pink and white umbrellas.
“Bossy,” Aiden yelled after her as he walked away in the opposite direction. The boy ruffled his hair as he tried to think of places where there were loads of animals. Knowing his youngest sister, that would be the first place she would head to.
“Tootles, turtles,” he muttered as he remembered what excited Eva so much on their way down.
“Tur…”
The boy blinked. He could have sworn he saw a red turtle looking at him. “Looking” since the thing didn’t seem to have a head. He was about to reach out and tap the glass when the thing darted away at an amazing speed. The bubbles barely had time to dissipate when the characteristic ding could be heard, announcing the arrival of the next lift.
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Post by Κομμα on Sept 5, 2011 16:04:14 GMT 7
"Is that what I think it was?"
Alpha hurried over to the side of the glass dome at the lift and watched the red turtle speed away, its body still very reminiscent of a notebook. As it swam quickly out of sight, she sighed. "I'm not exceptionally fond of Akino, but I might actually miss the bastard a little if he gets destroyed over this whole ordeal..." she said to herself, frowning. She unfortunately lacked the ability to dematerialize even partially and go through the glass to swim after the notebook; she was more here as a general tourist, and because she had to be at least nearby anywhere Akino went.
Turning from the glass, quite keen on finding some sort of food vendor that sold chocolate (she had made the horrid mistake of not bringing any along with her), she caught sight of someone vaguely familiar nearby, and grinned when she recognized him: that future chauvinist, Aiden.
"If it isn't diaper boy!" She smirked as she approached the boy. "How's babysitting been?"And while confessions not yet stated
Our next sin is contemplated
Never did we know
What the future would hold
Or that we'd be bought and sold
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Post by Basil on Sept 6, 2011 1:27:37 GMT 7
[Aiden's POV]
Aiden cringed involuntarily as a not so welcomed voice greeted him. He rolled his eyes. “Only a woman would be dumb enough to bring a hyperactive, untrained toddler to a place like this.”
He turned to face her, raising his hands to mime parenthesis. “They will say babies need fresh air and sunlight.”
“And you know what I’ll tell them,” he paused significantly.
“Bullshit!” He exclaimed, emphasizing the first syllable.
Feeling that he managed to salvage some dignity after cringing earlier, he crossed his arms. He continued glaring at the woman. “So what do you want?”
What he said came out harsher than he intended, but he looked unrepentant. There was no way he’ll ever apologize to someone, especially a woman, who had to prove him wrong the last time they met. Babies should be toilet trained like a decent pet.
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[Zecher's POV]
“Hey beautiful, long time no see!” Zecher exclaimed gleefully as he abandoned the ridiculously clean dumpster and ran towards the mouth of the alleyway.
“I thought I could recognize the face and the silky green hair anywhere.”
The raccoon shot pass the female muse whom he assumed to be the shinigami. He climbed up a nearby lamp post to get a closer look. He backwards till the only part of his body still in contact with the lamp post was his legs. He waved frantically as he let his head adjust to the seeing the world in such a topsy turvy orientation. And possibly to keep balanced.
“Am I right?”
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Post by Κομμα on Sept 6, 2011 9:56:48 GMT 7
Snickering a bit, Alpha leaned sideways against the glass dome next to her. "Well, aren't we a little on the hostile side? Keep your pants on, kid, I was only joking with you. Besides," she added, raising an eyebrow, "too much sunlight is unhealthy for small children."
Truly, she had been looking for a bit of entertainment, but she wasn't about to tell the boy that and goad him on; she had gotten the reaction she was looking for, and she was in too good a mood, the slight chocolate withdrawal notwithstanding, to push her luck any further; she didn't much feel like making any lifelong enemies today. "Well, I'm new to the Realm in general and this is my first time at this Aquarium. I was wondering if you knew of anywhere that sold chocolate in this place. I'd have asked anyone else, trust me, but you're the first person I've come across."
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[Harpi]
Smiling a bit wryly at the raccoon, Harpi nodded. "You are. Nice to see you too, Zecher. I heard you turned my Death Note into a flying turtle, is that right?" she asked in a very sweet, very deadly sort of tone, pushing a bit of hair from her eyes with one of her clawed fingers.
Her eyes remained the same hawklike yellow as they surveyed the raccoon. Sure, this was all mostly Akino's fault, but it was hard not to be a little peeved with the tiny reaper that had transformed her death note in the first place. Taking a deep breath, her eyes faded back to red.
"Are you here looking for it, too?" she asked in a voice that very clearly said you'd better be here looking for it too. She glanced down the alley the raccoon had just run out of, before directing her gaze back at Zecher and smiling. "Because I don't think it's in a dumpster."And while confessions not yet stated
Our next sin is contemplated
Never did we know
What the future would hold
Or that we'd be bought and sold
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Post by Basil on Sept 9, 2011 0:37:05 GMT 7
[Aiden’s POV]
“What? I don’t believe I heard you,” Aiden said as he pretended to bend forward, hand cupped around his ear.
“Sunlight bad for little children?”
He whistled. “Wow, which planet did you come from?”
He couldn’t help but crack a small, grudging smile. That was quite a good retort. For a woman. Marie was the other female who could keep up with him. The others were pathetic or overly violent. His brother’s fiancée was a prime example.
“I might. But don’t expect them to be those sweet nothings you females like to stuff yourselves with,” he admonished with a wagging finger.
“Just try and keep up!” He yelled as he headed towards the row of the boutique shops across the street.
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[Zecher’s POV]
Zecher felt his smile harden ever so slightly. He was tempted to wilt under that predatory gaze, but he reminded himself that she was still the pretty Harpi. Pretty. Feisty. A gem. A jewel that could rip him to shreds.
“You know I wouldn’t right? Akino told me it was stolen not whose.”
He gave her an apologetic, “I-promise-not-to-do-it-again” look. He pouted even pouted for good measure. It was something he learned from little Eva. Cute people and animals get away with things.
“We never. The sneaky critter might have good taste.”
He dropped to the ground and stood up on his back legs. “Who can’t resist the free buffet?”
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[Eva’s POV]
The little girl pressed her face against the cool glass. Her violet eyes searched for the red turtle she saw earlier. How could a turtle have wings? Marie didn’t believe her, so she’ll show her sister she was telling the truth.
Eva gasped as she saw bubbles rising from beneath the city. Big bubbles. One. Two. Three of them. They didn’t look like those made by the turtle. Her gaze traveled downwards to the shadowy depths. Was there a huge-est tootle there? Maybe it was red too!
She began to jog around the edge of the dome. If only she can step outside, then looking for the missing flying tootle will be easy.
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Post by Κομμα on Sept 10, 2011 13:19:24 GMT 7
I'm free but I'm focused, I'm green but I'm wise
I'm shy but I'm friendly, baby
I'm sad but I'm laughing, I'm brave but I'm chicken sh-t
I'm sick but I'm pretty, baby [/i][/color][/font][/size][/left] Smiling, Harpi let her eyes return to the regular dark green that matched her hair. She knelt down, reaching a hand out to pat the furry reaper on the head. "It's all right, I know it's that complete idiot's fault." Her eyes flashed red for a very brief moment at this, but returned to green instantly. "No one but him should have to look for it. Me and him are probably the only ones that can get to it without drowning if it's outside the dome, anyway."
Harpi sighed. It seemed unlikely she was ever going to reconnect with her old death note again. The King could make her a new one, but he wouldn't unless it became impossible for her old one to be restored for whatever reason. Besides, Harpi had a certain attachment to hers. Settling for another just didn't seem right, even if hers was currently a winged-turtle-note.
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[Alpha]
"Why, yes sir, it is," Alpha assured him, rolling her eyes. She hadn't met such a know-it-all child since she had last seen her mini-me. Brushing any memories away before they could hit her, she went on, "For children even more than adults. It takes a good few years to build up any kind of immunity to the UV rays. That's why you see mums slathering sunscreen all over their kids whenever they go outside for an extended period of time."
Alpha laughed. Definitely a little know-it-all, this one. "I could munch on a can full of cocoa beans right now and be happy." She shook her head and followed Aiden. She could just lose him once she stocked up on chocolate, so sticking with him for a little longer wasn't going to kill her.
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[Akino]
"What the...?"
Akino raised his eyebrow as he stared out the side of the overlarge snowglobe that someone had insisted on calling an aquarium; large bubbles seemed to be rising over the sides. What the hell sort of place was this? He was almost tempted to dematerialize and head outside the dome to have a look and see what could have been making air bubbles that size--almost. He would prefer waiting until he spotted the notebook so he wouldn't have to go getting himself all soggy twice in one day.
He watched as the bubbles rose up further, and frowned, reminded of the giant turtle in that Stephen King book the universe supposedly sat astride. Derived from some old Native American legend or something, or perhaps King's days of heavy drug use and alcoholism... or maybe a little of both. It struck him that maybe the death note turtle had grown and the aquarium was now sitting on top of it. He stared out into the watery depths for a moment longer, pondering, before shaking himself mentally.
"...No. No. You've been reading too much. Stop it." And with that, he continued hovered around the edge of the aquarium, mumbling to himself.And what it all comes down to
Is that I haven't got it all figured out just yet
'Cause I've got one hand in my pocket
And the other one is giving a peace sign [/i][/color][/font][/size][/right]  female // 37 // 5'0” // shinigami // Rachael Leigh Cook
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Post by Basil on Sept 10, 2011 15:33:22 GMT 7
Zecher felt himself melt again when Harpi smiled and petted him. He rolled his head as he tried to allow her to scratch behind his ears. It’s been so long since the kidlings showered him with affection. Raccoons need love too. He opened his eyes and blinked as he saw a lubbering fat muse pass them.
“Harpi! Watch this,” Zecher points to the man unwrapping a sandwich.
“A supposedly nut free delight.”
The raccoon beamed and shrugged. “Hygiene wasn’t top priority.”
He continued watching as the man clutched his throat and wheeze. It sounded like the other muse’s throat was swelling up at an exponential rate. “Wait for it…”
“And…”
“He’s dead,” the raccoon announced with a smile.
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“I don’t know why you like to laugh so much,” Aiden complained.
“Not like I was being silly.”
The boy continued walking resolutely ahead. There was only one chocolate boutique in the whole aquarium. And it was the epitome of cuteness. Despite the pirate theme. He hoped no one would catch him there. He wouldn’t be able to resist staring at adorable ribbons used to decorate the box. Neither will he be able to resist taking out his wallet and buying the pinkest, most frilly box for Eva. Such things always remind him of his favorite sister.
He paused at the crossroads and pointed to huge candy castle up ahead. “That should be Horstead’s.”
“The Me Salties are the best.” He added vaguely, not wanting to confess that he had been there loads of times.
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Post by Κομμα on Sept 10, 2011 16:09:43 GMT 7
I'm free but I'm focused, I'm green but I'm wise
I'm shy but I'm friendly, baby
I'm sad but I'm laughing, I'm brave but I'm chicken sh-t
I'm sick but I'm pretty, baby [/i][/color][/font][/size][/left] "Impressive."
Harpi had watched the man's lifespan drain out from over top of his head, but she didn't have the ability to tell what was going to kill a person, unless she had written that person's name and cause of death in her own death note. "So you can tell how a person's going to die? Is there no time limitation, or can you only tell shortly before it's about to happen?"
It was a very neat ability; not one she would have had any use for herself, but very intriguing no less. She didn't care how anyone died, really; it was just her job to kill them, whatever the means.
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[Alpha]
"Don't worry," Alpha said as they stopped in front of the store, flicking some hair out of her eyes. "I'm not laughing with you, I'm laughing at you." She readjusted the strap on her messenger bag as it threatened to fall off her shoulder.
"Thanks for showing me the place," she added. "You can go now. I'm sure you wouldn't be caught dead near a chocolate shop. Too girly, right?" She smirked before starting towards the place.And what it all comes down to
Is that I haven't got it all figured out just yet
'Cause I've got one hand in my pocket
And the other one is giving a peace sign [/i][/color][/font][/size][/right] female // 37 // 5'0” // shinigami // Rachael Leigh Cook
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Post by Basil on Sept 17, 2011 0:11:07 GMT 7
[Zecher]
“Always am,” the raccoon replied with his chest all puffed up.
He grinned as he summoned his hockey stick and began twirling around lazily. It was clear that he was in the mood to show off. “It’s crystal clear just when they are about to die…”
He tossed the stick into the air and did a 360 degree whirl, before catching it just before it clattered on the ground. “Future’s always changin’ ya know.”
He waved his paw dismissively. “Like right now, I sees this whole dome cracking. Everyone here swimming with the fishes and all.”
“But later it might be a giant squid swallowing the dome. I don’t know. It’s all misty like.”
Zecher put his paws to his eyes and formed what appeared to be a pair of mock binoculars with his digits. “Worse than peering into fog.”
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[Aiden]
“What do you mean by too girly?” The boy sputtered.
“I always go there with my mum!”
His eyes widened with horror the moment that slipped from his mouth. “No! I mean my sis… Ruc! Yeah! Rucran makes me go there with him.”
There was no way this annoying woman would have missed his error. God damn it! Why must he be so honest? Ronnie would never let him hear the end of it.
“Tell you what, I’ll buy you some chocolates to shut you up,” he said haughtily, hoping to distract Alpha.
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[Gigi]
“Bye bye now!” The shopkeeper called out to the customer leaving the shop.
She brushed her blue curls back. Her eyes searching around for any potential shop-lifters. Today was unimaginably crowded, so she must be extra careful. Who would expect the discount to work like a charm?
“Oi! If you break that, you’ll have to pay!” The pirate lass yelled.
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Post by Κομμα on Sept 21, 2011 12:30:57 GMT 7
"Sorry, sorry!" The blue-haired pirate juggled a rather fancy, rather breakable, and even more, rather expensive glass container, crafted carefully into the shape of a ship and full of chocolates, between his hands in his surprise at the sudden yell. He'd been examining and debating on nicking it when Gigi wasn't looking; acquaintance or not, her shop was still fair game to him, if only he could manage to get away with it. Stealing from another pirate was much more difficult than stealing from a the more common variety of shopkeep; it was the challenge that kept him trying.
Janx managed to steady the ship in his hands and set it back down on its proper shelf, and grinned up towards Gigi, a grin that perhaps might have been apologetic if all of Janx's grins didn't appear generally cheeky. He had been hanging around the shop for most of the day out of pure boredom and nothing else (except perhaps the hope that he might be able to con Gigi out of a box or two of chocolate whiskey liqueurs), occasionally trying to nick things, occasionally pretending he was working there in order to flirt with the customers.
He made his way to the front of the store and hopped on the counter, still smirking. "I was only looking, really," he told Gigi, hardly expecting he would be believed.
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[Alpha]
Sighing, Alpha stopped in her tracks a few feet away from the boy and turned around to face him, hands on hips and eyebrows raised. Why he seemed awkward about mentioning his mother was hardly her business; she pretended she hadn't heard that. Nevertheless, she was shaking her head as he finished. "Why the sudden change of heart?" she asked. "I'm hardly one to turn down free chocolate, but I was leaving."
She shrugged. "I suppose if you insist. No one's holding a gun to your head over it, though." Turning back around, she started for the store again.
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[Harpi]
Harpi's large green eyes were blinking rapidly. She looked around the street at the various people bustling about. Tourists, workers, bored locals with nothing better to do than go spend a day at the aquarium. And all of them, all the humans, all the mortals, with nearly the exact same numbers ticking off over their heads.
And those numbers said their time was growing exceedingly short. "Yours may be like peering into fog, but I can see a person's lifespan as clearly as I can see their face," she said, "and it looks like most of these people don't have more than an hour currently."
There was hardly anything Harpi could do about it, not without the King's permission. She was in hot enough water already without saving the lives of hundreds of people, and it wasn't her business anyway. People died every day. She was responsible for a lot of death every day herself. Disasters, tragedy, it was all part of the regular flow of things--natural population control, if you will. Nothing to do with her.
Harpi smiled and lifted her feet from the ground, simultaneously letting her wings spread, and sat cross-legged in mid-air. "Too bad for them, I suppose. Things can change, like you said." She strummed the scaly, clawed fingers of one of her talon-like hands across her knee idly. "I can't do anything about it. If Akino finds out, he'll probably try to." She sighed. "Maybe I'll finally have the idiot out of my hair. I don't think he could weasel his way out of that kind of trouble."
Then again, it was Akino. If there was weasling to be done, he would be exactly the one to figure it out. With all his years of experience, he had more or less memorized their long list of rules and laws and knew every technicality in the book. He had cheated nonexistance more than any being she had ever encountered. Nevertheless, all things had to come to an end eventually; and with Alpha here, he would try to stop anything from happening, technicality or no technicality. He was fonder of his new human than he liked admitting.Anarchy
The scourge of every sea
The antichrist aboard a rig
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Post by Basil on Jan 30, 2012 19:47:21 GMT 7
[Gigi’s POV]
“Janx, you know you make it hard to love you.”
The blue haired piratess shook her head, and crossed her arms. She meant it. Janx was a bigger threat than any of the would-be pickpockets who are probably snooping around. Even video cameras will not help her deal with a problem like him.
“The only way you’ll ever nick and bloomin’ thing from underneath my nose is if you take off my glasses,” Gigi said snarkily as she pushed them further up the bridge of her nose.
“Be warned! I bought a new pistol the other day and I’ve been itchin’ to use it.”
The bell hanging at the top of the front door jingled merrily and the canoneer bobbed towards the door, greeting the new customer eagerly. A pretty blonde female. She can help be feel that this might be her lucky day. She gave a polite cough and straightened her frilly pink vest. Time to give her best captain imitation.
“Welcome me Matey! If it is chocolates ye seeks you needs look no further.”
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[Eva’s POV]
The little girl hopped up and down as she tried to reach the wheel like thing. She was pretty sure that it was the thing that would open the door. It was like a huge door knob. She scrunched up her face as she crouched even lower. Her knees were almost touching the ground when she sprang up and caught hold of the edge of the wheel. The white haired kidling swung to and fro, her legs dangling a good distance from the ground. That didn’t work! The wheel wouldn’t move.
“Did it swing the other side like some trick doors?” Eva wondered.
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[Zecher’s POV]
“Harpi! Harpi! Harpi!”
The raccoon reaper flailed about excitedly. His eyes weren’t deceiving him. He saw IT! IT! The thing the thing that they need. The very reason they were there. The red. The crimson. The turtle! He positively squealed.
“Turtle! Port side! Turtleeeeeeeeee!” Zecher yelled, pointing in the complete opposite direction of where the turtle was.
He blinked. All he saw was bubbles. More bubbles than there were before. He rubbed his eyes with his paws. “I swear. It was there.”
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Post by Κομμα on Jan 30, 2012 20:59:51 GMT 7
Janx/Alpha
Janx's smirk showed no signs of disappearing. "If you loved me you wouldn't make me buy chocolate like the rest of these bastards." A customer near the counter gave him a mildly affronted look and moved off to the other side of the store.
Janx watched her push up her glasses, and raised an eyebrow. That sounded like a worthy challenge if he ever heard one, and the chocolate certainly was an added bonus. He was distracted from his considerations by the light jingling of the bell hanging from the door, and looked up as Gigi was greeting the customer. A grin spread over his face. "Alpha!"
The look on Alpha's face said quite plainly that she was considering going right back out the door; Janx, however, was too quick, as he hopped off the counter, pushed a bit rudely through the crowd of customers in the stoor, and as good as tackled the girl. "It's been ages!"
"What the hell are you on about? I saw you a couple hours ago at the most," Alpha said, grimacing and pushing the pirate off of her. Janx shrugged.
"I speak in relative terms only. It's been ages compared to if I'd seen you only a few minutes ago, see?" Alpha's gloved hand came to her face, and she sighed in exasperation. She looked at blue-haired woman that had greeted her; she assumed this had to be the owner.
"I apologize for my coworker," she said. "I don't think he's quite all there in certain areas." For emphasis, she knocked on his head as she walked past him. Her only order of business was chocolate; if she had to fend of Janx to achieve this goal, so be it. It was better than withdrawal.
"Aaaalpha, dear?" Alpha sighed when Janx tossed his arm around her shoulders. "You love me, don't you?"
"No."
"Excellent!" Janx said, completely ignoring her actual reply in favor of the one he had heard in his mind. "Because it would be wonderful if you'd buy me a couple boxes of those chocolate liqueurs behind the counter."
She pulled away from him once more. "I'm sure it would." And she pat him on the head and continued browsing through the chocolates.
Harpi
"What?!"
Harpi jerked her head quickly around to where Zecher had been pointing, and saw nothing. Looking around a little more, she saw--
"Bubbles..." There were an awful lot of them, as though something had greatly stirred the water around them. Harpi sighed. "Must have gotten away..." In full truth, she didn't completely mind this; she would prefer to send Akino in to get it rather than get herself wet, and Akino wasn't currently here.
Akino[/color] Akino laughed under his breath a little as he walked past a security guard that had eyed him suspiciously on his way past. "Sucks to be you..." He mumbled; the security guard's lifespan had been nearly up, ticking off silently over his head to no notice of any here but Akino. He still had a bit of time, but the odds that he was going to make it through the rest of the work day seemed a little slim. A couple more bubbles rose over the side of the dome, those same large bubbles as before. The shinigami frowned at them. Strange.[/color][/font] Anarchy
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