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 Posted: Thu Oct 06, 2011 11:52 pm
Amara followed behind Cecilia keeping up with the rhythm of how she was walking. When they met the italian trio, Amara waved at Moli, Roulin and Che. She began to walk towards Che as she knew that he could probably tell she was expecting. Amara didn't find it awkward she was here with her ex-boyfriend, he had found happiness with Cecilia and that made Amara happy as well. When Cecilia said they were hot, she shook her head. Way to pump up their Italian egos. "Don't give these guys too much credit CeCe" she said with a giggle. "What in the hell are you guys doing anyways?" she asked.
"Now I feel like a babysitter" she told him honestly as she took his direction and began to try and utilize the chopsticks. She fumbled quite a few times until she picked it up with her hands and began to eat. "There's never been something I couldn't solve" she laughed at her current situation. "This taste divine" she told him. "What is this called?" she asked him as she continued to eat in amazement.
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Posted: Fri Oct 07, 2011 2:44 am
Fine treats and Delicacies! Delicous Desserts! Get you souveniers! Loud noises echoed in the air as Koiro roamed aimlessly in the market places and city streets, he was excited to see the sights of Rome and the rest of Italy, he had never seen such unique architecture, and their history was more than enough to keep him hungry to learn about their culture, and in this case, their foods. Kojiro smelled the air as bold spices and flavorful meals were hinted with their aromas, Kojiro heard his stomach grumble lightly, he happily pushed the feeling aside as he took in the lively seen around him, which was a much needed change of pace from the incidents beforehand, he felt somewhat more aimless than usual since he lost track of Serena recently, however being in such an interesting place was more than enough to distract him. Though low in quality, his cellphone was a simple flip-phone, but inside it, he managed to make it as useful as the most advanced piece of communication technology available, and he was using it in the most productive way possible....Taking several pictures of the sights he encountered, more than enough to make a small scrapbook. Kojiro listened as the inviting voices of Merchants and shopkeepers in their native accents and language. Though Kojiro could not understand much, he still found it rather interesting to hear. Then a small scent caught his attention. A Deli was showing off several of their finest meats and products available. Unconsciously, Kojiro's empty stomach dragged him closer to the source until a large and rather loud person was swinging around a plate of small diced meats. To Kojiro's excitement, they were giving out free samples of his assortment of cured meats and sundries. The man looked down at Kojiro and did not think twice to lower the plate, offering some of his confections to the Frozen Owl. Kojiro reached towards the plate, and as he reached, he allowed his hand to reach further in than necessary, and with a quick glint of his eye and a flick of the wrist, he snapped an extra piece of meat into his sleeve as he grabbed the intended cut. Bringing it to his mouth he tasted the food with no hesitation, it was amazing and bold. For a small square of meat, it was very flavorful. Kojiro looked back up twards the man and nodded,"....I-It was verydelicious thankyyou!" he blurted, poorly stringing his English together properly. The man simply laughed heartily as he continued pitching his sales. Kojiro moved on down the street, when he got a little distance he allowed his hand to fall near a pocket not too far down his coat. And from his sleeve fell a piece of meat into his pocket. Not too long after that, his pocket seemed to spring to life, as it moved around and bumped him, a few seconds later the kitten popped out as hit clasped the meat in its paws, gnawing on it with a rather playful aggression. Kojiro grinned as he continued to look around and then steal a few glances at his pet,"...At least it is enough for you Rikka" he said with a slight chuckle, taking a picture of the lively marketplace he was making his way though.
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Posted: Fri Oct 07, 2011 4:43 am
"Hot?" Che remarked with a wide grin. Moments before his quick wit could slice into Cecilia, Amara halted the remark with just her presence. From years of sensing owls, he could feel that there was another source of energy nearby. Weak, but present. Smiling wider now, Che's eyes lowered smugly as he looked at Amara. "We were eating, and now we're full. Probably the same thing you should be doing Ms. Also, Amara, we must catch up on things...what time is good for you? Oh yeah, where's Lucien? Shouldn't he be like within twenty five feet of you at all times?"
"Hey Amara. Hey Cecilia. I take it you two have been shopping around? According to Che, this place has the best designer clothing."Roulin replied somewhat joyously. The tween couldn't remember the last time he felt so....so relaxed and carefree. Maybe it was just the food. Maybe it was just seeing his brother and father happy for once. Something in the kid had changed, but only temporarily. "We look hot huh? I know I do. I don't know about these guys. I always wanted to try out the old nineteen fifties Italian look."
"Heh, we look like a couple of bootleggers or some mobsters or something. I'm sure that after a bit of shopping, you two will look just as good as we do." Moli jeered, his expression as bright as his power. "Please, I'll give you as much credit as you give me Cecilia. Speaking of which, you're looking nice today with your ensemble....hey, has Roulin complemented your looks today? I don't think he has......"
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(Super sleepy from five hours of Minecraft. I will post Tim when I get back on.)
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Posted: Fri Oct 07, 2011 4:57 am
((TFP---Raven))
Raven was just about to tuck into her meal when a man approached and asked if he could dine with her. “Well, he is upfront” She thought as she turned her gaze to his direction. She smiled somewhat and hid any sign of uncertainty or annoyance at being disturbed by a complete stranger. Of course, she could not react in any way that may lead to her being discovered as an Owl….much less the leader of the fearsome Fallen Phoenix’s. “The seat is free.” She merely muttered with a small nod of her head. She could not sense anything dangerous about this particular gentleman even if she did…it would take one small shockwave to see him gone from her sight. Was there really any harm in allowing someone to sit opposite her while they ate? She had nothing to say to him nor was she interested in pointless banter. So, with that in mind she returned her attention back to her meal and took another small sip of her red wine. Acting suspicious would only raise eyebrows in Europe, and so it was for the best that she took on the role of a tourist simply enjoying the fine cuisine that the café offered. It was now up to the male to decide whether he would sit with her.
((TFP---Serena))
Serena smiled when it seemed that Cerbs had enjoyed the first steak and even rubbed against her hand in a show of affection. “Good boy….hmm….next one..” She pulled out the second steak and slapped it onto the table. “This is from the last shop we went in. Looks tender and fresh….enjoy Cerbs” She was used to the dogs eating habits and so it never took her by surprise at how quick he could eat. In mere seconds the steak was gone leaving Cerbs somewhat satisfied. “The first one was better…” Serena muttered while making a mental note. She knew what the three headed dog really craved the only thing was…getting a hold of fresh meat was going to be more difficult due to her current situation. Back home Serena had access to people who were a hindrance or had committed some sort of crime against her boss. “Hmm..” Still, there should be times when she could get a hold of someone…maybe an opponent…or someone she bumps into at night. A dark smile graced her features as she began to mull over the random person grabbing thoughts. “I will see what I can do…” Pulling out her phone, Serena checked for messages. Nothing of interest not even one word from the Frozen Owl. “I wonder where he is…It’s not like he knows this area…Ah damn, What if he gets lost?!” She caught herself and sighed “Why am I worrying over something like that..” Despite her last words, Serena sent out a small text to Kojiro asking how he was and if he had eaten yet.
((UNS---Daryle))
“Thanks, although I wonder if it is wise to bring another life into the world as it currently stands.” Daryle said as he turned his empty glass in his hands. “Well, what’s done is done. I can only work harder to keep them safe.” Despite his usual docile appearance, the Breezy Owl was fiercely protective when it came to his family. You threaten them and he will be after your blood basically. “Ah, she is already yours? It did not seem that way back at Che’s house. Oh William, with those type of words and your possessive nature you won’t win her over. Hehehe, let’s call that a lesson in love, hmm?” The blonde male laughed and placed his glass down.
“Oh? You mean to say that they are father and daughter? Hmm...Now you mention it they do look somewhat alike” He paused and grinned. “Aha! Meeting the parents already?” Waving one hand Daryle leaned back into his seat “Tension you say…Well, all families have them, some more than others. All you can do is keep an eye on her, And I mean that in a decent way….No becoming a stalker from you, ok?” Daryle grinned and stood up. “Keep doing what I have been doing? Heh, understood. Well, I suppose I should get going, I need to find a decent hotel and yeah…let us hope something exciting does happen soon…Boredom can be very dull I find it all rather unneeded.” Turning on his heel Daryle held up one hand in a farewell gesture. “See you around, William.”
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Posted: Fri Oct 07, 2011 5:06 am
Cecilia began walking along side of the trio. They all looked so happy and carefree. The Azure Owl wished that there could be more moments like this. She even found herself enjoying being in the company of Che as well. Looking up at Roulin, she spoke. "Well I actually like the look. I've always loved the Italian style of clothing." Cecilia's eyes then fell upon Moli who spoke to her. Her lips formed a smirk as he jeered at her. It was nice to know that he could be lighthearted as well. From what Cecilia had seen from him, he seemed to carry himself with a bit more maturity than his father or his brother. Her smirk changed into a cheerful smile as the pre-herald complimented her ensemble. "You're sweet," she said happily. Of course this was the first time she had worn a dress around them. She hadn't even worn a dress around Roulin until now. Up until then it had been nice trendy pants and blouses. It was also the first time her hair had been straightened as well. It was quite different from her usual curls that framed her sapphire features. Cecilia pretended to think for a moment. "No...I don't believe he has. But that's okay. You know how some guys can be. They only notice what they want to. So I'm not really all that upset about it."
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Posted: Fri Oct 07, 2011 8:36 am
It didn't take Kate long to come within viewing distance of Che, Roulin, and Moli. She didn't approach them, just watched as Cecilia and Amara went over to the mobster-dressed trio. Kate did not feel that it was her place to be around them anyway. She had other things to attend to at the moment. They seemed happy and cheerful the way they were now, so why should she go over there just to ruin it all with her mere presence. Shrugging the thought from her mind both physically and mentally, Kate turned away from the little scene that the Presidiomini's, Amara, and Cecilia were creating. She always felt like she was an outsider looking in when around the Night Owls and the groups she was a part of. Granted, she probably had some hand in putting herself in that position, but... it was still very very painful.
Her figure disappeared from their view around a corner, if anyone had actually seen her. Changing direction, the Eternity Owl decided on a new destination: Vatican City. She needed time to think more. Maybe she would go back to Russia soon. It wasn't like Che and the others really needed her around. She was only there to make sure that the Presidiomini's kept their end of the bargain to help her repair the damage they had done between the Eternity Realm and the Realm of Reality. Besides, Kate was beginning to get both bored, and irritated with the fact that this whole war business was taking too long to finish.
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By the time she made it through the front door of the hotel and out into the streets, Erin had managed to put on her usual mannerisms and facial expressions to make it look like everything was alright and that she hadn't been shut away in her room for days on end. As she came outside, Erin sighed in relief. She could finally walk around and get a little bit of exercise to stretch her aching muscles. Maybe the exercise would help with the pain too. It was very decent sunny day outside today so Erin felt better that she was actually moving around outside of her hotel room for once since coming here. Pausing briefly, she took a breath of the fresh air, closing her eyes. A tiny and barely imperceptible smile came to her lips as she started walking down the sidewalk. It felt good to be back outside. She noticed that Demios, too, was outside as well, but she didn't really know that he had also cooped himself up in his own hotel room as well due to his injuries. Regardless, Erin was just content to be outside for the time being.
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(( I'll post as Anya once Suess decides to post as Nikolai... That's IF he ever decides to post... -.- ))
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Posted: Fri Oct 07, 2011 9:06 am
Standing up he held in his arms a smaller child, only about two years old. He bounced her lightly in his arms as she laughed and smiled. He looked to the parents of the child, they waved and walked over to him, things had gone wonderfully, this town was one of the places that he would protect, or at least he felt needed to be protected. It was a place where the worries of the arger world disappeared and he could finally focus. He stared back as he put the child down. Noticing Jeannie had come out of their temperary home, he wasn't sure why she had come with him, it wasn't that he didn't want her to come he just wasn't sure why. He walked towards her, the cool air of the area filling his lungs as he walked. He stopped a few feet from Jeannie. "Jeannie, I have a question. Why did you follow me here?" He asked calmly. His curiosity was getting the better of him, he had really wanted Amara to stay but for some reason she had been unusually distant these past few weeks.
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Posted: Fri Oct 07, 2011 11:45 am
It had been three weeks since Nikolai and the others arrived in Rome, and already Nik had seen most, if not all the sights the city had to offer. Anya had convinced him to leave her alone for a time, but that only lasted about a week, and then he went right back to following her, though he tried not to bother her and followed along, annoying her as little as possible (Read: Dancing behind her silently wherever she went). In the time that Nik had to himself, he went to a tailor and not only replaced the jacket for his current suit, but bought a whole new suit. It was a real Italian suit, which made Nik grin every time he thought about it. He hadn't really questioned Anya as to their next move, considering she seemed fed up with the whole Night Owls and UNS thing, he was content to simply hang around like he always did, and today was no exception. He hummed lightly and made his way over to the bench Anya was sitting on, sitting next to her and passing her a cup of gelato. "I think I got the right flavor, but I suppose I won't know until you try it." Nik took a bite out of his and nodded lightly, "The Italians even make ice cream better than Russians." He shrugged and took another bite of his ice cream, smiling lightly as he looked around. He liked Rome, but it wasn't exactly his kind of place, he hoped they could move on soon enough.
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Posted: Fri Oct 07, 2011 12:47 pm
Even as Nikolai came to sit down next to her on the bench, Anya did not look over at him. She just kept staring at the fountain, lost in thought. She didn't even really notice that he had even sat down until he started talking about the gelato* he had bought for himself. Blinking, she finally looked over at Nikolai. "Huh? What?" she asked him. Anya had known he was saying something, but hadn't really picked up on the words. She finally understood what he had said when she noticed that Nikolai was eating ice cream and handing her some of her own that he apparently had brought for her. "Why are you eating that stuff? And where did you get it?" She asked, a little stumped as to why her friend was now eating ice cream for whatever reason.
(( *Translation: "ice cream" ))
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Posted: Fri Oct 07, 2011 1:11 pm
Nikolai simply blinked at Anya when she asked where he got the gelato and wh he was eating it. "I bought it at the gelato shop over there." Nik pointed out the location of the shop to Anya, then continued speaking, " And I'm eating it because it is tasty. I figured you might want some so I bought some for you. I guess ed at the flavor, so you'll have to tell me if you like it." Nik went back to eating his ice cream, wondering why everything he tried to do for Anya was apparently wrong. He simply shrugged it off mentally, figuring that she at least wasn't yelling at him this time, so it can't have been that bad. Why anyone would yell at someone for buying them ice cream was beyond him. "We're taking a break from sightseeing for the moment so I thought that it was as good a time as any to try this stuff. I got death by chocolate for me and yours is... chocolate marshmallow I think. Try it, you might like it." Nik smiled and took another bit of his extremely chocolaty ice cream, waiting to see if his guess for the flavor was a good one.
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Posted: Fri Oct 07, 2011 1:23 pm
((Viktor -- TNO))
Viktor let out a yawn as he wandered around the streets of roam. A beautiful city and the heart of Italy, but that wasn't really his concern, at least right now. Viktor had a problem with blending in more than anything else. He felt that his powers were nothing to be ashamed off. Even though he was persecuted for the latter half of his life. In any case he mainly stuck to scoping out locations as he walked around almost aimlessly. He was one of the newest members of TNO ((between time skips)), and so, given his nature with being with an unfamiliar group of people he didn't feel the need to be roped in with them just yet. Viktor had received his title however, The Bio-hazard Owl, a play on his ability to rearrange the molecular structure of substances into any shape, including changing them to poisonous elements and compounds, be they organic or not. He made his way to a glorious fountain with a bounty of coins that lay beneath the water and gave a large smile. He walked up to the fountain and pulled up his hood. He examined the coins below and began whispering, "hmm...Copper....and Nickel....for the most part...heh.What a waste of good resources" He thought to himself. He glanced around to see if noone was paying much attention to him, thank god noone was, and then began to shift his focus to the coins once more. With just a bit of concentration one by one the coins slowly faded from existence, and the water level began to rise. After a few minutes of this he stopped so as to not draw to much attention. Lord knows he'd get busted and piss off the others, but it was still fun to him to use his powers, however discreetly .
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Posted: Fri Oct 07, 2011 1:30 pm
Anya glanced in the direction Nik pointed at the ice cream parlor then looked back at him as he explained why he was eating it in the first place. She supposed that was a very good reason why he would eat it. She then looked down at the cup of ice cream held out to her before taking it. "Thanks..." she replied. It wasn't a bad thing that Nik had bought her ice cream at all. It just surprised her that he even thought to get her some. "You didn't have to get me any, you know." Anya said aloud as she picked up a spoonful of the gelato. She didn't eat it right away though. It was her favorite flavor, but she wasn't exactly in the best of moods right now. She wasn't angry or sad or anything, she was just really bothered by her thoughts of what had happened in South America. After a pause of a couple of seconds, Anya finally ate a bit of her ice cream. She blinked a couple of times in surprise as she hadn't expected it to taste so good. "This is really good." she said aloud after swallowing the ice cream that was in her mouth.
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Posted: Fri Oct 07, 2011 5:01 pm
Jeannie looked at Lucien and smiled. "Because you're my friend, I don't know the other UNS members like I know you, that's why" she said bluntly. Besides this is fun helping this small town out with their OWLS...it's more peaceful than the hustle and bustle of city life" she said to him. The young psychics ran off to go play as she walked up closer to Lucien. "How's everything going with your work today anyways?" she asked him.
Amara looked at Che with a stale look. "Um I believe he's in a village somewhere here in Europe and no he isn't" she said. She knew Che was a sarcastic a*****e but she couldn't deal right now. "Whenever you want to talk Che just think to me, you already know how that works" she said sighing looking at the trio.
Sebastian looked at Raven and smiled pulling his seat out and sitting down. As he moved closer to the table he began to look at his menu. "Thank you" he told her for allowing him to sit there. He put in order to the waiter and gave his menu away. Looking at Raven he felt it was neccessary to introduce himself. "Hello ma'am, my name is Sebastian Vanilli, and I take it that you are Raven" he said bluntly. "Before you ask, I don't work for the UNS, I'm not a psychic and no you don't know me" he said finishing up.
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Posted: Fri Oct 07, 2011 6:53 pm
"I hear you Amara. Just stay safe for me though, alright?" A tinge of seriousness broke through the usually pompous Italian's voice when he replied to Amara. He wasn't much for the telepathy business, but for the pregnant girl's sake, he'd speak to her more on the situation when the time was right. Going back to his family act, he continued to bumble about while being held by his two sons. "Alright....it seems like you two are like...busy I guess? Either you two want us to help, or we just met coincidentally. Which one is it?"
~I'm guessing it's Lucien's child? If so, the only question I have is have you told him about it yet.~ Roulin kept his grin as his glance switched between Amara and Cecilia. Like his father, he could sense energies in the area. Lucien's familiar aura was around, but he knew that Lucien was a few miles away. After his inquiry to Amara was sent, he turned to Cecilia and blushed deeply. "Don't mind Moli. You look marvelous in your ensemble darling. I just hope we don't end up fighting soon. The last thing I need is my new suit getting scuffed by a shockwave or lava or something...."
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"That is called Sushi my dear. It has a distinct taste that not everyone accepts at first. I'm glad you're not one of them." Timothy said as he plopped a roll into his mouth. He found Sabrina's slight misuse of the utensils to be somewhat amusing, but cute mostly. Pushing a small container of a light green paste to her, he suggests with a straight face, "Wasabi sauce. Something you should definitely try on your sushi." The herald didn't want to reveal the suprising sensation of eating Wasabi to her just yet. He'd let her try it out and gauge her reaction to it.
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Posted: Fri Oct 07, 2011 7:26 pm
Cecilia's grin only widened when Roulin blushed. She had to tease him, she just had to. This opportunity was too good to pass up. "You've still got it. You're still just so cute when you blush," she said teasing her purple eyed boyfriend. Yet there was a small pink tinge on her cheeks from Roulin's compliment. The Cosmic Owl put her forefinger to her lips and pretended to think for a moment. "You know, if that ever happens, I could always make you some new clothes. I mean, it seems you guys are always messing up your clothes in battle and clothing is expensive. And given the fact that I don't really ever need to sleep, I can often design a few outfits overnight." It had been so long since she had designed and her fingers were itching for soft fabric that would come together by her sewing talents. Cecilia then turned to respond to Che when the corner of her eyes glimpsed a certain couple. She turned her head slowly and as she did so, her jade green eyes widened.
They appeared to be stopped and were speaking rapidly in a different language that wasn't Italian. It was clear that they were both very rich given the design of their ensemble. The woman was tall and beautiful with a shapely figure. Her teal hair was done up in a bun with many strands of hair hanging down moving only a few inches past her shoulders. Her eyes were two sapphire orbs, almost a similar color to Cecilia's skintone. She appeared to be wearing an expensive business suit, which only accentuated her curves and long legs. The woman's age was hard to determine. By her maturity, it was clear that she was way older than her twenties, but the estimate was nearly impossible to guess.
Next to the woman was a tall man who appeared to be a few years older. Yet he was good looking as well. His hair was long and tied back into a loose ponytail. A few strands of hair hung elegantly in his face and his eyes were a jade green, the same shade of green as Cecilia's eyes. The suit he wore was neatly pressed and black with a deep red pinstriped shirt underneath and a black tie. Cecilia's heart began to pound rapidly and her breathing became heavier and heavier and she dug into her purse and pulled out a worn leather wallet that had been her grandfather's. It had been given to her on her sixth birthday and she'd had it with her that night her powers had first been unleashed. Opening the wallet carefully, she pulled out an old photograph. In the photograph was a very young couple. Looking from the photograph to the couple only a few yards away from them, Cecilia knew, she knew. For the first time in her life, she was gazing at her parents. The parents who had given her away when she was just an infant, the parents she had never known. They were only a few feet away from her, so close. Yet, Cecilia was frozen in the spot. What could she do? Should she confront them? Should she turn and walk away? The Cosmic Owls emotions were reeling for she did not know what she should do.
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