Plushie Palace & Pub ~The RP~

[Faulty Ambition]

"No, it appears that they haven't. Grab a fe people from the crowd lounging around in there and go pick it up, will you?"  

[2ndLtHavoc]

"Y-y-yes sir!" Forte' saluted. He stepped out of the kitchen to the crowd in the next room. "U-u-uhm, I need a f-few people to c-come with me to the Industrial D-District to pick u-up the extra-large oven for the competition. Any v-v-v-volunteers?" Forte' stuttered.  

[Rozalin Wednesday]

"Will it involve knocking heads and breaking faces?" Puff asked from his laying position on the floor. "If not, don't count on any of the Red Blazers."  

[Kupo ninja]

"Puff, the magic dragon lived by the sea!" Tao sang loudly. As he leaped over Puff and laughed. "Silly dragon, Haru and I aren't red blazers." Since he was still a plushie he found this to be funnier than if he was his normal self.

"Moron." Tobias said tripping Tao. "You're a dense monkey and a fool."  

[Rozalin Wednesday]

"Blazer pile on Tao!" Puff calledout before the other Red Blazer's Dog piled on Tao.  

[2ndLtHavoc]

Forte' stayed a good distance from the fight that erupted from the dogpile. "Uh, anyone else then?" Forte' said, scanning the group.  

[silentdraconis]

Leil looked at the madness, considered shocking all of them--she was feeling more energetic than when she first came down, but shook her head. "I'll get my gloves." She offered, turning back towards the stairs, but pausing at the first step. "Say--what's your name, kid? I'm Leil."
She was also tall with black hair and blue eyes that were laced with shifting, jagged streaks of silver... almost like lightning caught up in the pigment of her eyes.
Leilen Archer, weather mage with a knack for lightning... and practically no skill with teleportation.  

[Rozalin Wednesday]

Puff wiggled his way from the dogpile before walking over to Leil. "I have a question. How come you don't got "Bzzt!" Like most weather mages?" He stated.  

[silentdraconis]

She looked at him and raised an eyebrow. "I have a bit too much 'bzzt' honestly," was her reply. "I just expended most of it charging the generators. Weren't you here when I electrocuted that guy? I thought you two hung out... Maybe it was someone else." She shrugged, then glanced back at the unfortunate stutterer, waiting for his name.  

[2ndLtHavoc]

"F-F-F-Fort-t-te'," he spit out, stuttering even worse in the presence of a woman. Quite suddenly Forte' was all-too aware that he was still wearing his plush costume, and blushing furiously he removed it , shoving it in his bag. His guitar quivered as he pulled his arm out, eager to be played. Must be jealous of the flute Forte' thought to himself. He made a mental note to play his guitar when he got the chance. Likely his flute would be angry, but he could live with that.  

[silentdraconis]

"Cool. Be back in a minute." And up she went to retrieve her gloves. She didn't seem to notice his stutter at all, or if she did, she ignored it.
As promised, almost exactly a minute later she was back, pulling on dark gloves that were either very dark blue, or black, and went quite well with her with her lighter, almost-(old)military-cut shirt and dark blue bell-bottom pants with lighter blue arrows pointing up from the hems to mid calf. Her hair had twisted itself back into a clip on her way up the stairs.  

[2ndLtHavoc]

"Good, l-let's go then," Forte' said, pushing open the door and, being umbrellaless, pulled his green shirt-collar over his head as he made his way down the steps.
((Forte' goes to Industrial District))  

[Rozalin Wednesday]

"Sit here and be bored, or go and probably find something to do. Hey, wait up!" Puff said as he ran after Forte.

((Follows Forte to the industrial district.))  

[silentdraconis]

Leil trailed after them, rolling her eyes at the ceiling before stepping out into the rain, smiling like it was the clearest, most perfect day one could imagine.

((To Industrial.))  

[2ndLtHavoc]

The forklift, laden with the titanic oven, rocketed at only 50% possible speed, meaning about 80 mph. "Uh, we're getting a bit close to the palace..." Forte' said, his stomach turning.