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 Posted: Tue May 24, 2011 4:34 pm
((TFP---Nat)) privacy
Nathaniel must have dozed off for less then 30 minutes, but when he awoke. He was surprised to see someone else in the room. At first he had reached for his knife, only to retract his hand on recognising Ana “Oh…Hi Ana” He said through a yawn “Hey…what are you doing?” The Mime Owl blinked after receiving no response. It was clear Ana was using her ability to see into Kojio’s thoughts…perhaps…she can help bring the Frozen Owl out of his dark mental prison. Nat watched hopeful that soon Kojiro would be ok…
((UNS---Daryle))
“Spoke your ears off? That would be impossible!” The Breezy Owl implored with a grin. He then turned to face Armand “A race? You are on!” Daryle merrily skipped ahead of Armand, who had a the disadvantage of carrying Bailey “My croissant is calling me!!! I can almost taste its pastry goodness” Yes, with all the thoughts of death and slaughter buried inside his mind, the ever cheerful blonde seemed normal, well besides acting rather hyper and happy “Hey Armand, do you think the girl will be ok now? I mean, will she be able to live a normal life? Or as normal as she can what with being an Owl…” Daryle had turned round and started walking backwards awaiting the red heads reply "An Owl that has freaky arms that seem to kill things without her say so...oh! I wonder if they have their own little brains! Can you imagine that?!"
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Posted: Tue May 24, 2011 5:00 pm
Chris Shadowheart Demios laughed at what Genya said it was strange to see how adamant he was. "Well think of real world experience as a different type of research just minus the lab" He said. He picked his money up as Genya paid "I was going to pay because I asked you out" He said as he led Genya out of the place. He looked at Genya "Its cute how naive you are" He said with a small laugh. He took Genya's hand "Haven't you ever experienced romance, or dated someone" He asked. He waved his hand making a heart out of fire that was then blown out.
Genya nodded as he listened to Demios. "But the world is a lab!" he remarked cheerfully. "Oh...but you are the guest, Demios - san!" The Alchemist Owl blushed a bit when Genya called him "cute" and "naive." "Naive" was something Benkei had also accused him of. "Uh, hehe? Umm... a date-o*? Well, I hangout with friends!" He nodded. "Romance? ....I don't think so..." He stared at the random heart that Demios had made. It certainly helped Genya get an idea of what "romance" Demios was referring to in general as a definition. "Oh, do you "romance" with your friends?" But Genya did think that Demios should try to get in contact with his friends if he was so worried.
((Pronunciation accent))
----- ((UNS - Armand)) Armand didn't take Thomas's words so seriously, even though it was entirely possibly that Mr. Death Man would randomly kill people if something happened. Well, he was going to kill people from stinking so bad anyway, so Armand didn't mind taking a hit for the public good if it was really necessary. Besides, the man's tone was half joking anyway. Before Thomas could say a nything else after "ciao", Armand and Daryle had sped off. Daryle was indeed winning since Armand had Bailey to account for. "Oh, you're winning, smiley!" Armand exclaimed in good humor as he ran after Daryle, holding Bailey as smoothly as he could so she wasn't jarred. "Croissants are delicious. Winner gets a homemade croissant!" But then Daryle mentioned something that both of them probably found serious. The Prankster Owl smiled. "She's be fine. She just needs to learn how to coexist with her ability, and we'll help her with that, won't we?" He winked. "Brains? Nono. Owls should be able to synchronize with their abilities and live symbiotically with them in some way." He shrugged. "Maybe it's a spirit medium type or something else...or...oohhhh.....maybe they're ghosts!" It wasn't long before they reached the hotel. It would be a short stop though before they headed to the UNS buildings.
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Posted: Tue May 24, 2011 5:19 pm
((UNS---Daryle))
“Ghosts! Woah! Maybe she is being haunted! A pervy spirit with many arms has attached itself to her! Oh Armand! We must help her…lets call the Ghostbusters!!!” Daryle skidded to a halt outside the hotel and smiled while doing the V for victory “I win. No hard feelings, sometimes the better man is not always who you t!hought it would be. This calls for a victory dance!!” With that said, Daryle proceeded to body pop into the hotel. Once inside he done the robot and sung out in a sing song voice “By the pricking of my thumbs, something smelly this way comes! Fetch the pegs and hold your breath, for even Satan hates the smell of Death!” He finished his victory dance and bowed. Once he had straightened up…Daryle spotted what he had feared…
“My…My….croissant!!! Nooo!!” His croissant was at the mercy of the Clueless Owl, who seemed to be enjoying the tasty pastry to her full extent “I…I…” The blonde was at a loss of words and simply stared at Amaya with empty eyes “I was so hungry…” As if to agree, his stomach growled loudly “Oh! The pain!” He added while dramatically flopping on his chair. His hair obscured his eyes as he spoke in a soft voice “Tell me Amaya…was that croissant soft and satisfying? Did it fill you up with happiness and quench your hunger? Describe to me the wondrous taste and feelings you got from eating another mans food!”
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Posted: Tue May 24, 2011 6:07 pm
Solaris Beauty Vincent looked at Amaya and smiled. "I'd like that" he said referring to the teaching her how to play piano. He then focused on the video game more as he was having fun. He didn't even pay attention to anyone after that, destroying the bad guys was what he was after. ((UNS - Amaya, Armand, Will - Paris)) "Sure," Amaya smiled, watching Vincent play the game in the hotel. She didn't mind teaching Vincent how to play an instrument. The piano was relaxing for her, and teaching him probably would be the same. Vincent seemed really absorbed in the game, and Amaya could tell that he was winning. She, like Vincent, had no idea that the game was highly applicable to the real world.Armand laughed with Daryle as they "discussed" Bailey's situation when they left Luca behind. "Oh, dear. Perverted ghosts? Yes, who else would we call? Ghostbusters! We must protect her from the evil dangers of Pervy-ville!" Armand didn't take insults to anything Daryle "sang" and he chuckled and smiled at Daryle's body pop victory dance. Daryle did have a point though. It seemed Thomas was approaching because the stench they had just escaped from was drawling ever so closer and getting stronger again. It seemed Luca had been the only one to respond to Johan's orders. Vincent was too absorbed in the game. Amaya was with Vincent and hadn't heard Johan, and Will just didn't give a damn about orders. But it seemed the orders had been rather moot as a foul odor mixed with a tinge of the smell of Negation reached Will's nose. "Oh, Johan, speak of the ******** stench. Old Tommy boy has come to stink us out with his shitty perfume." And then the dancing fool showed up, robot-ing through the hotel doors... “By the pricking of my thumbs, something smelly this way comes! Fetch the pegs and hold your breath, for even Satan hates the smell of Death!”Way to state the obvious on what stinking carcass of an Owl was approaching. Will totally expected Daryle's reactions.As Amaya took the last bite of the croissant, Daryle popped in and then wailed out loud yelling for a croissant. The Clueless Owl almost choked on the last piece of the croissant and then slowly swallowed as she looked at Daryle. "Umm....umm...." Wait, Why was he wailing at her? She took Itachi's bag! ....unless .... her eyes widened. "Oh, my, god! I'm so sorry, Mr. Daryle! I....I....I'm sorry! I didn't mean to!!!!"Her face was now extremely red from embarrassment. "I...I'm bake you one!"Armand sighed as he entered and saw the scene between Daryle and Amaya. "Daryle, you just won a homemade croissant on me! I'll make you one as soon as we get this girl to the UNS building!" He smiled as he pulled on Daryle telekinetically and dragged him out. Armand didn't really have any arms available since he was holing Bailey in both arms. And so he and Daryle were off from the hotel to the UNS building to set Bailey down in a safe place for her to recover and not damage anyone.. ((Haka, you can make up stuff about the UNS building))
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Posted: Tue May 24, 2011 6:27 pm
Thomas found himself as the butt of Will's jeer and Daryle's song. He lifted his finger in preparation for rebuttle, but there wasn't much he could say. With a dejected sigh, he walked past the two towards the main desk where the clerk simple left the keys. Apparently, he'd smelled him coming long before he actually got in the area. "Goddamn it. Will, Daryle..." He looked over at the two jesters, then sighed again. "I'm going to take a shower...please make sure nothing happens to the Black Tower out there. You don't have to leave here, but keep your ears open please." Snatching up the keys, he approached the elevator and pressed the seventh floor button. As he waited, he added, "Hey, this clerk is dead. You two might want to...get him out of here or something. I don't know. Gah, you'd think a country where people don't use deoderant would be used to this. Guess not."
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Posted: Tue May 24, 2011 7:34 pm
A couple minuttes after Itachi walked in the same building as everyone else from his team as he carried a portable tv in his arms. He had heard the order from thomas for one of them so he wetn adn got one before coming here. Luckily there was a shop that sold them not far away adn with flight it was a snap to get quickly. Itachi had then flown back with it to deliver it to thomas when he got out of the shower since Will would likely break the dam thing for no real "good" reason and the others hadnt heard the order or were unreliable for one reason or another to watch the tv. So he took a seat at a small bench on a wall opposite the one amaya and vincent were on so he didnt disturb them as he held the tv in his hands and waited. By keeping contact with it he didnt have to worry about it poofing out of existance by a random act of the satan owl. At the same time he looked at the body his eyes glowing as the dead clerk turned to ash and blew away in a suden gust of wind by itachis heat ability being deposited in a bin or sorts.
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Posted: Tue May 24, 2011 8:43 pm
"Glad to see your tone hasn't changed." Lucien said as he walked towards the UNS group. Luckily the airport wasn't far from their destination, and with Jeannie's workers taking care of their luggage the motions went by swiftly. He looked up at his teammates, each one of them. "So glad to see that you all haven't changed. And everything seems to be in order, glad to know Thomas hasn't melted everything with his presence." Lucien stopped when he was close by, there were of course the newer members to their division of the UNS, like Johan. He of course knew Luca already. He looked at Will and said. "So Satan Owl Will, what's transpired over my vacation?" He asked calmly. The ever stoic Sibal walked behind Lucien, in their walk he had reverted back to his heavy normal state. Lucien knew Jeannie would disguise herself how she chose to, she would be his ace in the hole for now, she didn't have to completely disguised herself just her powers having a secret telepath was rather handy.
Luca glanced towards Lucien and Sibal, his employer was here now. "Well looks like most of the team is assembled." he said softly. He looked towards Will, he had heard stories of the Satan Owl, mostly about his cruelty but he knew most of it was worthless dribble......Well some of it was. He stared out at the reconstruction area as a thogut flew through his mind. "Why is the UNS funding the reconstruction? Not that it isn't a worthy cause, but it's not your M.O. this goes against your typical style of operations." He said as he turned back to the more senior members of the UNS.
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Posted: Wed May 25, 2011 12:40 am
Jeannie followed with Lucien, as if out of reflex she but a block on every UNS members brain, sending the message from their eyes, to their brain, back to their eyes to see her. She would appear as the background, maybe a businessman here and there. She looked at everyone as she began to peer into their minds. Everyone was interesting, a story to tell but she said nothing. When Lucien wanted to speak to her then...that's when she would communicate with him, for now, she was just his playing card.
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Posted: Wed May 25, 2011 8:41 am
Nikolai's concentration was elsewhere. He bobbed lightly to the music that he was playing, concentrating on getting the shadow bubble to their destination. When Roulin asked Nik if they were at their destination, Nik smiled and spun around on one foot before stopping and saying, "You need to relax my friend, take it easy. We are in South America, but in the interest of time, I'd say you should just tell me what our destination is, so I don't have to reform the shadow transport." Nik hummed lightly, dancing slightly to his music and adding, "Right now we're on the outskirts of the northern Brazilian border, just tell me where I'm headed and I'll get us there." Nik smiled and idly moved around the bubble, walking around on what appeared to be the floor, then walking up the walls. It may have appeared that Nik was just being silly, but doing this helped Nik keep the shadow bubble stable, so it wouldn't eject the four of them under a truck or in front of a subway car while they traveled. Standing on the "ceiling" of the bubble, Nik spoke down to the other four, saying, "In the event of a water landing, your friends and family members can be used as flotation devices, please keep your hands and arms safely inside the shadow until the captain has turned off the fasten seat belts sign." Nik chuckled lightly and waited for Roulin to tell him where they were headed.
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Posted: Wed May 25, 2011 12:11 pm
Roulin sprang up from his resting position and floated towards Nikolai. He couldn't see out of the orb, but he kept his eyes forward as if a clear windsheild was before him. At least they were in Brazil finally. Roulin let loose a sigh of comfort and looked back at Cecilia and Anya giving a thumbs up to them. "I wouldn't mind a water landing honestly. Anyway, just drop us off at the nearest mountain range. I can sense Noel's energy anywhere."
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Posted: Wed May 25, 2011 12:38 pm
Demios gave Genya a slightly confused look as he stated that the world was a lab "Well I guess you could put it that way" He said. He walked with Genya and smiled at him "Well dating and hanging out are two different things, hanging out is usually purely socializing, dates however are more romantic its a way for people to find out if they like each other and are attracted to one another" He said. He laughed as Genya asked if he had romanced with his friends "Well typically you wouldn't romance your friends unless you were interested in them in a more loving and passionate way" He said. He found it a bit odd that Genya didn't know these things, he had thought almost everyone knew this on some level. He pulled out his cell phone "I should try to contact my friends, but I don't know if they can even receive messages where ever they are" He said. He decided to send a text to Roulin hoping he could respond and receive it. "Hope I haven't missed anything, still in Japan" he said in the message as he sent it.
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Posted: Wed May 25, 2011 3:50 pm
((UNS - Will))
Will only smiled innocently as Thomas made his way into the hotel, headed for the shower, and then happened to mention France and the newly dead clerk, who could only have lapsed into the clutches of Death from Thomas's enticing stink. Black Tower. Oh, that thing in that room mysteriously labelled Sanctuary of Death. Couldn't be good. The Satan Owl could hear just fine from where he was standing next to Johan. What did he care about what happened to the Tower? A whole mountain could fall on it for all he cared...as long as the real Eiffel Tower was fine. As for Thomas's other point about the dead clerk, someone else could do the clean up. As if on cue, Itachi showed up and decided to make himself useful. The Heat Owl had a portable TV in his hand for whatever reason. In fact, the little Owl seemed to be protecting it, clutching it like Golem in Lord of the Rings. Apparently, somehow, the TV was his "precious." The way Itachi was holding the TV begged for something disastrous to happen to him or his "precious."
But then, who else joined the little gathering? Luca, Sibal, and Lucien back from his not-so-exciting vacation. It seemed the only UNS members who were not present now in the hotel were Armand and Daryle, who had left. Because Jeannie had masked herself with her ability, Will did not notice her. However, if she tried to probe his mind, he would know that someone was trying to enter his mind. It probably wasn't a good idea to enter his mind anyway. If reading Lucien's mind had the risk of overloading intruders with information, then attempting to read or touch Will's would drive them insane due the nonsensical hellish atmosphere.
Will's eyes nonchalantly floated over to look at Lucien. "Nothing of import. I'm sure your vacation was much more interesting. An innocent smile formed on his face as he answered Lucien's question. "Unless you consider Tom's stench a welcome gift for arriving in Paris." He did not answer Luca's question. Thomas could answer that question. As far as Will was concerned, it was no one else's business. Well, maybe Lucien since Lucien was the Death Owl too.
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Posted: Wed May 25, 2011 3:54 pm
((UNS---Daryle))
Daryle didn’t have a chance to make Amaya feel any more bad than what she already did, for Armand had telekinetically ‘dragged’ the Breezy Owl out of the hotel and taken him to the French UNS base. While seemingly floating in air, Daryle had positioned himself to be laying back so he could enjoy the ride that little bit more. “Hey…Armand…this croissant I have won…will it will never taste the same as the one I never got to eat? I mean, sure you are a great cook an all…but, I will never know the taste of the croissant that got away”
Daryle was soon back on his feet after the comedic duo (and a unconscious Bailey) had arrived at the UNS base. Daryle, being the ever eager one, entered the building first. A quick flash of both their identity badges and a reasonable reason as to why they had a lifeless girl with them, both of the men were gained full access “So Armand, where bout’s are we suppose to put her? OOOO Is she going to be kept in a plain room with cushioned walls? If that is the case, then I request that I shall be allowed paint the room multicoloured!” The blonde merrily declared while walking backwards.
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Posted: Wed May 25, 2011 4:52 pm
((Other - Genya))
Genya probably did know the difference, but he was just so much more interested in science that he didn't pay much attention and other trigger words probably would be needed to bring him back down to normal-ville. "Romance our passion in science! My colleagues and I do that all the time!" He looked happy for a moment and then looked at Demios with a tilted head. "Well, it doesn't hurt to experiment," he said with a nod.
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((UNS - Armand))
"Oh, don't dwell on things of the past. Look forward to the yumminess of the future!" Armand responded cheerfully back to Daryle's laments over the croissant that had "gotten away." They walked to some part of the building and found a place to place Bailey. It was a resting room of some type that could be observed. Sometimes, experiments and medical procedures were done here. It was the best Armand could think of. The room was proofed so Bailey shouldn't be able to hurt anyone if she went berserk. Some sort of anti-Owl suppression was probably in effect in the room. Inside the room was a comfy bed. It was best to have the girl wake up to some situation that didn't look like a hospital room. The walls were light blue. "Hmm...paint? Don't go overboard, Daryle! Maybe a few trees or so would work." The scientist nodded with a grin as he set Bailey's body carefully on the bed.
((Luna and Haka, feel free to make up stuff. I'm typing stuff off the top of my head.))
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Posted: Wed May 25, 2011 5:23 pm
Demios listened to Genya and nearly face palmed. "Genya maybe I phrased that the wrong way, dating has a sexual aspect to it" He said. He blushed not believing he was trying to explain this. "I really don't think you date your friends that way...well you might..but I doubt it" He said. He then herd the experiment comment and nearly fell over. He looked at Genya for a moment debating what to say. "We should head back before everyone wonders where we've run off to" He said after a moment and started to lead him back.
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