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justhugalready2013-05-14 01:12 am
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Test Drive Meme!
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(option 1)
Since he's found himself in a city again - a new one at that, one he can't even place on a map - to say he wouldn't bother trying to explore it would quickly seem a mistake. Red may have spent a few years in the mountains more often than not, but he still likes to know his way around a place as thoroughly as possible.
Maybe a little too much so, sometimes. If a door is open, he's peeked in at least once, quietly noting what's there and what isn't. Mostly what isn't.
Because he hasn't seen many people... or pokemon around, either. That's the biggest oddity. His pikachu following along at his heel, or otherwise riding on his shoulder, is the more vocal of the two for the most part. It calls out Pikaaa down empty halls as though it could draw some out, as its trainer continues on in his search for answers.
Or at least a little more excitement.
(option 3)
The Learning Center is better populated, and a better chance to find things out from different sorts of people, too. While the labs sound interesting, Red and pikachu move on to a communal area first, to get a wider perspective of things. It's just getting someone's attention....
Red's voice isn't exactly made to project anymore, and he relies first on a tap on someone's shoulder, a small wave, a stare that might seem to last too long for comfort - just some sort of sign to say 'Excuse me, may I ask you something?'
Since he's found himself in a city again - a new one at that, one he can't even place on a map - to say he wouldn't bother trying to explore it would quickly seem a mistake. Red may have spent a few years in the mountains more often than not, but he still likes to know his way around a place as thoroughly as possible.
Maybe a little too much so, sometimes. If a door is open, he's peeked in at least once, quietly noting what's there and what isn't. Mostly what isn't.
Because he hasn't seen many people... or pokemon around, either. That's the biggest oddity. His pikachu following along at his heel, or otherwise riding on his shoulder, is the more vocal of the two for the most part. It calls out Pikaaa down empty halls as though it could draw some out, as its trainer continues on in his search for answers.
Or at least a little more excitement.
(option 3)
The Learning Center is better populated, and a better chance to find things out from different sorts of people, too. While the labs sound interesting, Red and pikachu move on to a communal area first, to get a wider perspective of things. It's just getting someone's attention....
Red's voice isn't exactly made to project anymore, and he relies first on a tap on someone's shoulder, a small wave, a stare that might seem to last too long for comfort - just some sort of sign to say 'Excuse me, may I ask you something?'
Sunlight.
Genuine fucking sunlight.
A blue sky, fluffy white clouds, a warm breeze, blond sand, clear water.
Despite having her bare toes buried in the sand, Shura can barely believe it, which would explain why she looks so lost as she stares into the distance.
Where is she? Is she dead? Is this Hell? Is it gonna be destroyed as soon as she makes a move?
Genuine fucking sunlight.
A blue sky, fluffy white clouds, a warm breeze, blond sand, clear water.
Despite having her bare toes buried in the sand, Shura can barely believe it, which would explain why she looks so lost as she stares into the distance.
Where is she? Is she dead? Is this Hell? Is it gonna be destroyed as soon as she makes a move?
option 3
[ It's still a foreign world, no matter how long you stay, you never have all the answers. Exploring only goes so far, and when you talk to the same people over and over you only get so much to go on. Maybe that's why going to someplace called "Learning Center" seemed to the best way to go.
At the end it was only irritating, that bit of a huff and arms crossed over her chest as she finds herself somewhere in the midst of all the goings ons and no one willing to spare a moment.
What was the point of this trip again? ]
option 4
[ It shouldn't be that difficult. A touch of the hand, a small embrace. It wasn't that difficult at all, it's one thing to do these of things as fun and games, but when you're required to do it does it seem... well, a little less fun.
The dizziness began to set in, that feeling that she couldn't quite keep up. But she knew it wasn't that far, she could get to a bench. Or a little hidden grassy area, either would be fine in her mind.
It would be easier if she could summon out Leon, climb onto his back and let him take her somewhere private. Even that had failed, at first it was like a flicker and all was well. But as time progressed, it seemed more like static than anything else. And even that was fading.
The fluster to her cheeks as she found something, a tree. This was okay, going behind to be out of view she curled up. What was this torture? It wasn't just the side effects, but not having Leon. Not having anyone else for that matter, that's what was hurting the most. It was like being alone all over again, and that might have been the most crushing feeling weighing her down. ]
[ It's still a foreign world, no matter how long you stay, you never have all the answers. Exploring only goes so far, and when you talk to the same people over and over you only get so much to go on. Maybe that's why going to someplace called "Learning Center" seemed to the best way to go.
At the end it was only irritating, that bit of a huff and arms crossed over her chest as she finds herself somewhere in the midst of all the goings ons and no one willing to spare a moment.
What was the point of this trip again? ]
option 4
[ It shouldn't be that difficult. A touch of the hand, a small embrace. It wasn't that difficult at all, it's one thing to do these of things as fun and games, but when you're required to do it does it seem... well, a little less fun.
The dizziness began to set in, that feeling that she couldn't quite keep up. But she knew it wasn't that far, she could get to a bench. Or a little hidden grassy area, either would be fine in her mind.
It would be easier if she could summon out Leon, climb onto his back and let him take her somewhere private. Even that had failed, at first it was like a flicker and all was well. But as time progressed, it seemed more like static than anything else. And even that was fading.
The fluster to her cheeks as she found something, a tree. This was okay, going behind to be out of view she curled up. What was this torture? It wasn't just the side effects, but not having Leon. Not having anyone else for that matter, that's what was hurting the most. It was like being alone all over again, and that might have been the most crushing feeling weighing her down. ]
So if you didn't believe you were dreaming, would you be uncomfortable? Hmm.
If I were part of your dream, what kind of things do you think I would do? And - [One hand slides out of his pocket and outward in gesture.] If you don't like hugs, maybe we could shake hands.
If I were part of your dream, what kind of things do you think I would do? And - [One hand slides out of his pocket and outward in gesture.] If you don't like hugs, maybe we could shake hands.
Oh...that sounds very...official?
[Is he aligned with the Exorcists? He doesn't sound like one of the Earl's people, and doesn't act like one either since her head isn't ripped off.]
Miranda Lotto. I'm an Exorcist.
[She inclines her head politely, calming down a little.]
[Is he aligned with the Exorcists? He doesn't sound like one of the Earl's people, and doesn't act like one either since her head isn't ripped off.]
Miranda Lotto. I'm an Exorcist.
[She inclines her head politely, calming down a little.]
"I've missed you!"
Cirno will just giggle herself, letting the idea of being with at least one friend sink in. Although more then one Rumia? Well..
"Well..I know there are more then one of me, that maid and Yuka. So I dunno, Maybe? But even then, you are still my friend. But when did you get here and where are you staying at?"
She's just too used to meeting people at this point and not knowing what is going on...and watching them just vanish from her. That hug gets a bit tighter for a moment as she's pushing that away from her thoughts.
Cirno will just giggle herself, letting the idea of being with at least one friend sink in. Although more then one Rumia? Well..
"Well..I know there are more then one of me, that maid and Yuka. So I dunno, Maybe? But even then, you are still my friend. But when did you get here and where are you staying at?"
She's just too used to meeting people at this point and not knowing what is going on...and watching them just vanish from her. That hug gets a bit tighter for a moment as she's pushing that away from her thoughts.
He reaches at well, stopping his father before he can touch the collar. The only time anyone else has touched his collar was during maintenance and those had been worker units, placed int he tower to do this sort of thing. That was just normal circumstances though, not even thinking of the ultraviolet fluid Jason had filled it with when he brainwashed Legolas.
"My senses have been deceived before. It's only too easy for them to deceive me again."
Who 'they' are, he doesn't mention but the tensing of his shoulders told that they weren't anyone he cared for.
"My senses have been deceived before. It's only too easy for them to deceive me again."
Who 'they' are, he doesn't mention but the tensing of his shoulders told that they weren't anyone he cared for.
In a place such as this, you'll find many things you've never seen before. You must learn to be adaptable.
[Lecture mode activated. Nonetheless, Yoruichi isn't heartless, and can see that Yuugi just wanted to pet a kitty. So Yoruichi obliges, approaching once more and rubbing against the boy's leg. Go ahead.]
[Lecture mode activated. Nonetheless, Yoruichi isn't heartless, and can see that Yuugi just wanted to pet a kitty. So Yoruichi obliges, approaching once more and rubbing against the boy's leg. Go ahead.]
[Lan Fan is aware. She's almost always aware. But Pai isn't registering any hostile or threatening behaviors, so Lan Fan merely watches for now. ...Until Pai speaks to her.]
........
[She knows many things about the necessities of combat, but her social skills? Fail.]
........Do you wish something of me?
........
[She knows many things about the necessities of combat, but her social skills? Fail.]
........Do you wish something of me?
[Li Mei's one of those people that have been avoiding others despite the warnings given upon arrival, and now she's paying for it. It seemed simple enough to just go out there and find someone, but... she can't bring herself to do that, for a multitude of reasons. So the only other option she can think of is to put all her concentration into something else, to keep her mind off the withdrawal symptoms.
Wherever you run into Li Mei, she's somewhere out of the way with few people around, simply sitting at a bench and staring at her hands. Her expression is visibly strained, and if you follow her line of sight to her hands, you'll notice she's folding a paper crane. For a while now, judging from the giant pile next to her.]
[ooc: As a note, Li Mei has empathic powers (can sense emotions). She won't easily talk about them, but you may want to keep that in mind if you reply.]
Wherever you run into Li Mei, she's somewhere out of the way with few people around, simply sitting at a bench and staring at her hands. Her expression is visibly strained, and if you follow her line of sight to her hands, you'll notice she's folding a paper crane. For a while now, judging from the giant pile next to her.]
[ooc: As a note, Li Mei has empathic powers (can sense emotions). She won't easily talk about them, but you may want to keep that in mind if you reply.]
keep your woodstock and your rock n roll hootenanies to yourselves )< you kids get off his lawn!!!
gingerzippo
2013-05-14 07:38 pm (UTC)(link)
I dunno. Get me a milkshake, I guess. You ask some weird questions, kid.
[And then here comes the kid's hand, oh no. Badou looks at it like it's a piranha, teeth gritted.]
Not you too. [He pushes his cigarette back between his lips.] Why's everybody gotta be touchey-feeley here? Maybe my subconscious is telling me something? Or more like screaming it to my face.
[And then here comes the kid's hand, oh no. Badou looks at it like it's a piranha, teeth gritted.]
Not you too. [He pushes his cigarette back between his lips.] Why's everybody gotta be touchey-feeley here? Maybe my subconscious is telling me something? Or more like screaming it to my face.
[ It's okay if you're feeling asocial, Ladon. That's what Sissel is here for.
Sitting in the sill of a nearby building, Sissel watches Ladon for a couple of minutes before he hops off and winds his way around, rubbing the length of his body against Ladon's back.
Now what's on your mind, huh? ]
Sitting in the sill of a nearby building, Sissel watches Ladon for a couple of minutes before he hops off and winds his way around, rubbing the length of his body against Ladon's back.
Now what's on your mind, huh? ]
Oh! Well... It does seem very comfortable!
[Kidnapping seems like too harsh a word, and Tohru's not entirely convinced they were brought here intentionally. But what does she know?]
Have you been here very long?
[Kidnapping seems like too harsh a word, and Tohru's not entirely convinced they were brought here intentionally. But what does she know?]
Have you been here very long?
[His eyebrows jump as he gets a whistle in return. That's... not something he was expecting. Hoping, probably, but expecting? That's a bit too much. He takes a couple more steps into the water, following the whistle, and then his eyes settle on the soaked brunette bobbing up and down up there.
It's a dream. There's something ironic in that statement, but he doesn't really care.]
Yuna? [That's definitely her. That's definitely the girl he loved, and he is definitely way too far away right now. His voice gathers strength--] Yuna!! Heeeey!
[He stumbles as far as he can go, decides 'fuck it', and dives in.]
It's a dream. There's something ironic in that statement, but he doesn't really care.]
Yuna? [That's definitely her. That's definitely the girl he loved, and he is definitely way too far away right now. His voice gathers strength--] Yuna!! Heeeey!
[He stumbles as far as he can go, decides 'fuck it', and dives in.]
If there were a beach, do you think I'd be here?
[Don't take it TOO personally...although she's putting out extra prickles just for you, since she doesn't really trust him. Raye's nigh unapproachable by most people's standards.]
Why do you want to go to the beach, anyway?
[Don't take it TOO personally...although she's putting out extra prickles just for you, since she doesn't really trust him. Raye's nigh unapproachable by most people's standards.]
Why do you want to go to the beach, anyway?
[ Wandering, always wandering. Well, not entirely in this situation. groceries were in arm when she happened to catch sight of a certain blond in the distance. He stands out way too much for his own good, way too much.
Holstering up the bag in her arms she continues walking, it isn't until she gets closer that she notices... he really isn't doing so awesome.
Once she's close enough she stops. ]
What are you doing out in the street like this?! You need to be in bed! [ Oops, was that a little harsh? ]
Holstering up the bag in her arms she continues walking, it isn't until she gets closer that she notices... he really isn't doing so awesome.
Once she's close enough she stops. ]
What are you doing out in the street like this?! You need to be in bed! [ Oops, was that a little harsh? ]
Sora smiled faintly, reaching up for the offered hand and, with some effort, getting herself on her feet.
"I'm sorry... this isn't like me," she conceded. "I'm... not really feeling a hundred percent, lately. And my powers aren't working right - normally I don't get randomly dumped off my ride."
She wasn't sure whether to laugh or frown, and settled for a pained smile.
"I'm sorry... this isn't like me," she conceded. "I'm... not really feeling a hundred percent, lately. And my powers aren't working right - normally I don't get randomly dumped off my ride."
She wasn't sure whether to laugh or frown, and settled for a pained smile.
[Kaworu laughs like he's heard something genuinely funny but is too relaxed to guffaw.] I only asked because I was wondering. I can't get you a milkshake, though. Isn't it a good idea to listen to your subconscious if it has something to say? [His hand is still there, patiently, practically fluorescent in the sunlight. He seems to take no notice of Badou's distaste. He'll wait forever for you, Badou ;_; ]
My name is Kaworu. Kaworu Nagisa.
My name is Kaworu. Kaworu Nagisa.
[This team is incompetent.
Richard has to let go, because he is sick and no one ever taught him how to play tug of war. He feels bad about it, though. He had wanted to be helpful.]
I suppose you're right. [He remembers to sound grateful for Ember's kindness and a little apologetic for his mistake, rather than sounding of put out about being helpless and useless. Richard just moves on with it, knowing a lost battle when he sees it.] Were you headed to the residences?
Richard has to let go, because he is sick and no one ever taught him how to play tug of war. He feels bad about it, though. He had wanted to be helpful.]
I suppose you're right. [He remembers to sound grateful for Ember's kindness and a little apologetic for his mistake, rather than sounding of put out about being helpless and useless. Richard just moves on with it, knowing a lost battle when he sees it.] Were you headed to the residences?
[Stubbornness is a requirement in Riku's business, so yeah... Sorry Shiki. Or not.]
I doubt that matters.
[Bench or ground, he'll feel equally awfully. At least the coldness of the ground and the wall is somewhat soothing.
He doesn't say anything more than that though; maybe if he ignores her from here out on, she'll go away.]
I doubt that matters.
[Bench or ground, he'll feel equally awfully. At least the coldness of the ground and the wall is somewhat soothing.
He doesn't say anything more than that though; maybe if he ignores her from here out on, she'll go away.]
[Riku probably doesn't know much more than Roxas does, and all he has heard about this place so far only served to make him more uneasy... he is just pretty good at hiding it. And given that the Corridors of Darkness fail to open to any other world but this one anyways, there really isn't any use in panicking anyways.]
I arrived in the same manner as everyone else.
[Taken from his waiting spot in the World That Never Was and dropped off in the middle of Saeng Seong instead, without any say on his part. Stuck like the rest of them, likely for just as long as Roxas has been.
The calm facade crumbles a little the moment Roxas drops his best friend's name though, due the Nobody's whole demeanor, really.]
At a safe place.
[Hopefully. Given that breach they had, given what had happened with... her, Riku can only hope so. And do his best to hurry back with Roxas in tow so that they can wake up Sora for good.]
Why are you asking?
I arrived in the same manner as everyone else.
[Taken from his waiting spot in the World That Never Was and dropped off in the middle of Saeng Seong instead, without any say on his part. Stuck like the rest of them, likely for just as long as Roxas has been.
The calm facade crumbles a little the moment Roxas drops his best friend's name though, due the Nobody's whole demeanor, really.]
At a safe place.
[Hopefully. Given that breach they had, given what had happened with... her, Riku can only hope so. And do his best to hurry back with Roxas in tow so that they can wake up Sora for good.]
Why are you asking?
[Sixteen, thank you very much. Not that it matters; this is not an age competition. >.>
And well... if he was any younger he'd probably answer something of the lines of 'Well, I asked first'. As it is though, he just pushes himself up to his feet, arms crossing as he raises an eyebrow. For a second he thinks about jumping down... but if he is facing some new kind of replica then he'd rather not give up the high ground until he has to.]
Then where does that put us?
[Because well. He is not in the mood to start a fight, but he can't let the other just go around goof off with his face either.]
And well... if he was any younger he'd probably answer something of the lines of 'Well, I asked first'. As it is though, he just pushes himself up to his feet, arms crossing as he raises an eyebrow. For a second he thinks about jumping down... but if he is facing some new kind of replica then he'd rather not give up the high ground until he has to.]
Then where does that put us?
[Because well. He is not in the mood to start a fight, but he can't let the other just go around goof off with his face either.]
[ Well damn, look who it is! Dick is looking well today. Is she allowed to know him?
Eh, she doesn't care. She scoots on over to his spot on the shore and hopes he isn't still mad at her for the whole 'freezing Damian' thing. ]
Hey. How's it hangin?
Eh, she doesn't care. She scoots on over to his spot on the shore and hopes he isn't still mad at her for the whole 'freezing Damian' thing. ]
Hey. How's it hangin?
What madness was this place?! Everyone looked strange, and worst, looked at her strange! Her! Popess Lodovica! Who had kidnapped her and what backwater planet has they sent her on that no one knew who she was? She had no bodyguards or bishops or Miracle Genie to help, and on the news, no one was speaking of her disappearance. Was this it? Had she been exiled? She gasped. Was Agape back??? And that damn cold that wasn't leaving her! Oh God, has she been poisoned???
Anyone coming to the media room can find Lodovica hogging the TV to watch the news channel, mulling dark thought. She's easy to spot: her skin is striped and flushed from withdrawal, she has pointy ear and is wearing a simple, short, dark bustier dress as well as a hood on her bald head.
Anyone coming to the media room can find Lodovica hogging the TV to watch the news channel, mulling dark thought. She's easy to spot: her skin is striped and flushed from withdrawal, she has pointy ear and is wearing a simple, short, dark bustier dress as well as a hood on her bald head.
[That might sting. A lot, actually. The thought is appreciated, seeing as he doesn't want to aggravate his injuries right now.
He gives Ember a not-so-subtle look of slight exasperation as the redhead lumbers back onto the shore.]
You should have taken those off first, [he says pointedly.]
He gives Ember a not-so-subtle look of slight exasperation as the redhead lumbers back onto the shore.]
You should have taken those off first, [he says pointedly.]
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