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((UNS - Amaya and Armand))
Amaya nodded and giggled as she shopped. She was amazed at how much Amara bought. The Clueless Owl chose something a bit more conventional and not as revealing, but seeing at Amara had gotten a full set of clothes, she decided to get a whole outfit. A beret. Leggings. Short ankle heeled boots because Amaya was afraid she’d get cold. A high waist skirt and a nice top. And lastly, a p coat for warmth and style. She got a nice purse too, not that she had too much to put in it. The Asian American smiled at Amara. ”You look nice, Amara, but umm, will you be cold?”
Armand shrugged at Demios’s compliment on the hat fitting Demios’s head. The scientist almost sighed out loud when Demios named the place the younger Owl was interested in, but he just smiled. ”Alright.” So much for not revisiting the past. He stood up. ”Well, off we go then.” He nodded and started to lead the way. Armand could show him the site of his original home. As he had seen about a year ago, the building no longer existed because it had burned down. What had replaced it was an antique curio shop owned by the elderly Lady Delacroix, one of his former caretakers from his childhood. ”Well, my old home actually doesn’t exist anymore, but I can show you where it was,” the red head with a smile. ”It’s nothing special.” That was an understatement. While Armand didn’t remember everything, he had been the son of ambassador diplomats, and their home had not been a shack.
((Feel free to ghost them there, Chris.))
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Posted: Sun Nov 21, 2010 12:23 pm
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Posted: Sun Nov 21, 2010 12:45 pm
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Posted: Sun Nov 21, 2010 1:19 pm
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((Anya and Owen: Paris --> Eiffel Tower observation deck))
Anya was about to continue yelling at Owen when a familiar figure stepped between her and her brother. Her eyes widened as Will pushed her back separating her from Owen. "Will!? What the hell are you doing here?!" she said aloud.
Owen blinked, surprised, as a blonde man stepped between him and Anya to separate them. While he was grateful for the fact that the man had kept Anya from trying to physically hurt him, Owen was surprised that someone had actually heard what they were saying. A small smile came to Owen's lips at what the man, whom he had just figured out to be the 'William' he had talked to over Anya's cell phone. "True. I did say that. However, I do remember that Anya did tell me this was a private conversation. So why do you feel the need to even be here? Isn't it a little bit stalker-ish and extreme for you to be following her around... William?" Owen asked, an amused tone in his voice. "It seems to me you don't give her the freedom and privacy a girl needs."
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((Heralds: Sydney --> Watching L and Roulin))
Through one of the shadows in the room, Sydney was able to not only keep track of L and Roulin, but she was also able to hear everything that was said. As usual her expression did not smile or anything, especially as L began revealing a whole bunch of stuff to Roulin about the Heralds and their items and even the part about being spared a year ago at the old UNS building. A very brief look of surprise came to the Darkness Herald's face. She had had her suspicions about that night but it hadn't been confirmed until just now with what L had said. As L gave his pocket watch to Roulin, Sydney knew that everything was taking a dangerous turn and she couldn't really keep quiet anymore. She transported herself into the room L and Roulin were in by emerging from Roulin's shadow and into a space between the Life Owl and the window.
"L. We should leave. Timothy will be wondering where we are..." Syd said calmly. She did not bother introducing herself to Roulin as she felt doing so was rather pointless. Hopefully, L would take the hint and not mention her name to Roulin or anything. The Darkness Herald's blind eyes stared past Roulin and directly at L's eyes.
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Posted: Sun Nov 21, 2010 1:23 pm
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Posted: Sun Nov 21, 2010 1:51 pm
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Posted: Sun Nov 21, 2010 1:52 pm
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((UNS - Will and Armand))
Will did not turn to look at Anya as he faced Owen. ”Same as everyone else, Anya. You know where we’re supposed to be,” he answered calmly to her outburst. A wry smile came onto the Satan Owl’s face as he met Owen’s eyes as Anya’s “brother” named him “William.” “Private? How much longer would that have lasted? Look around, Owen. Things got loud, and I happened to be in the area and noticed.” The volume of Anya and Owen’s conversation had risen when Anya had started yelling and as Owen had tried to answer calmly. People had noticed, and some had even murmured, giving the group weird glances. Others were curious and just watching. Will glanced at them and nodded with a small smile, sending a message that there was nothing to look at. ”And it seem to me you don’t give her the love or understanding a sister would like from a big brother, Owen.”
Armand smiled back at Demios. They were already there. “It’s fine,” the Frenchman said cheerily. “We’re here!” On a lot of green green grass sat the same small quaint curio shop that Armand had visited about a year ago. The lights were on in the shop. Of course they were. From what Armand remembered, the elderly lady made the shop her home as well. ”This, my friend, is where I used to live. There’s a quaint curio shop here now.” The area was actually pretty nice and not too loud, but it was still in an area where commerce ran. Otherwise, it wouldn’t make logical sense for a curio shop to be in the district. “I’m sure the shop owner is nice. Would you like to take a look inside?” The red head smiled warmly, but inside, he was wondering if he could take a step through that door again. It seemed he wouldn’t be able to discard the past. It always came back.
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Posted: Sun Nov 21, 2010 2:14 pm
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Posted: Sun Nov 21, 2010 2:54 pm
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((UNS - Will))
Will could feel Thomas looking up at him, even if the Death Owl might not actually be able to see him from the base of the Eiffel Tower. He paid the feeling no heed. What did he care about Thomas? …maybe a little due to the circumstances. The Death Owl could go rot in hell and get picked bone clean layer by layer in agonizing pain. It would be highly ironic and unlikely if the two went mad keeping track of each other. The chance of that happening was next to none. The Satan Owl also knew what to expect from Anya. So, he had an idea of how Anya would react even without looking at her.
Will’s expression didn’t change as Owen’s smile widened and the blonde brother, who could only be an Owl, spoke back to him. ”An insane stalker? Heh. Well, same to you. Perhaps, you’d want more details on that. I wouldn’t do anything to hurt her. As for your actions, if Anya wishes, she can tell me herself. I won’t pry.” Whether or not Anya believed Will would be up to Anya. Adoptive sister. Is he also with the UNS? ”If the two of you can carry on without killing each other or attracting the whole world, then do continue, and I'll leave the two of you alone.” No… he can’t be with the UNS. That’s right. Anya had been trying to chase after a white dragon that she had identified as Owen about a month ago at the Appalachians before Amara teleported them all to London. It appeared that they hadn’t met in person for some time. And if Owen wasn’t UNS…well, the decision to kill him would lie with Anya. Owen was supposed to be her brother.
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Posted: Sun Nov 21, 2010 5:11 pm
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Posted: Sun Nov 21, 2010 10:25 pm
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Posted: Sun Nov 21, 2010 11:50 pm
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Posted: Mon Nov 22, 2010 1:36 am
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Posted: Mon Nov 22, 2010 1:44 am
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Posted: Mon Nov 22, 2010 2:22 am
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