Arashi

Hmm... you know, dispite the fact that I have to have my music playing while playing, I don't really have specific songs set for each of my characters. I have favorites that usually match pretty closely at times though...

Fyreflight - circa Cosmic Chess (in game version still isn't there)
Shinedown - 45
Evenesence - Haunted

Tam Khat - AH101
Carl Douglas feat. Bus Stop - Kung Fu Fighting (Not obvious at all This one would be the closest I have to a character theme song.)
Michael Sembello - Maniac
Bon Jovi - Have a Nice Day

Cortianna - Cosmic Chess
Final Fantasy: Advent Children - Advent: One-Winged Angel
Phantom of the Opera (2005) - Learn To Be Loney

Nightrayne - circa 24HV
.hack//SIGN - Before Dawn

Nightrayne - SH101
Trapt - Headstrong

Rachel & Rob
D.H.T. - Listen to Your Heart
Kenny G - Sentimental

Stellarmare - Birght Star (but kind of anywhere when I'm playing her)
Stan Bush - The Touch (Transformers: The Movie)
Stan Bush - Dare (same place. Yes I'm a geek )

Aside from the fact that you, apparently, have way too much time on your hands this weekend? j/k

Seeing the boys make a run for the girl's side, Stell placed herself in between Nessie and them, her face scruched in effort.

"Ok... I need to be that big armory thingy.." There was an explosion of light and sound and only a puffball remained.

"Darnit." Oh well, best make the best of it. Bolts of light blasted out from the center of the ball, none of them stronger then a firm push.

Ani huddled in her corner, keeping her force bubble up. She was way to smart to get involved in this foolishness. She put her notepad away and threw three frisbees at the various boys.

Well, it dose look like fun...

When the hose broke and sparyed water everyone, Stell was the only one who remined dry, being nothing but light at that point. Ani cried out pulled her cloak tight around her as she turned on her anti-gravity belt her mother... didn't know she 'borrowed'. Floating up to the roof with Io, Ani took off her cloak and started to ring it out with a pout.

Having recovered from her near terminal blush, Milly dragged her mail cart to the second to last stop before she would head back to the mailroom and start sorting outgoing mail. She grimiced, that was the part of her job she hated the most. It was so boring just shuffling letters and packages. Milly prefered delivering the mail, interacting with the people in the building, then just sitting in a nearly empty room.

It didn't help that her supervisor Allen Johnson wasn't able to keep his thought about her off his face when ever she was in the room. The nine-teen year old shuddered at what she could only imagine was going through the fourty-eight year old man's mind.

Dropping off the two letters for someone named Preston on his empty desk, she picked up the last pile to see who it was going to.

"Oh dear...." Milly bite her lip, in her hand was a letter addressed to Mr. Tharomar. Her anxiety shot through the roof at the thought of meting the man whole owned the building and could have her fired if the thought passed his mind and would be forgoten just as quickly.

Steeling her nerves, Milly made her way to the executive elevators with the letter carefully in hand. Absently, she wondered who worte a return address of 'X'.

Stell scratched at her hair, she wasn't really quite sure what had happened down there with the boy's fort, but it seemed like the water fight was over. She turned back to the others and hopped a few times before hanging in the air.

"So what're we gunna do now?"

Stell lumbered over to the window, her bulk covering the whole space just in time to have three ballons splash against her armored hide and face. The odd sensation against her nose caused the girl to sneeze once more and in another poof of white energy, Stell reapeared in her human form rubbing her nose.

"S'use me." The blonde mumbled.

Ani sat by the door to the house, her notepad in her lap and a small force bubble keeping the water ballons off herself and Cobolt and Nessie. Her tounge poked out the side of her mouth as she concentrated on her schematic of a machine to be made out of some of the materiels she saw Expee make his confeti launcher out of...

All she needed to do was... aquire some for herself.

Thick clapping, more like the pounding of plates, sounded behind Io. Stell, having spotted the window had teleported into the fort, bypassing both racers. While the floor groaned under her weight.

"Weeeee!!" Stell the puffball carroled as she rolled across the yard and began to fly up to the fort, half way there, however, she sneezed again and the Kukurt dropped to the grass with a heavy thump. "Awww..." Lumbering, the 5 foot white dwarf slowly walked to the fort.

Ani sighed, pulling her cloak close and digging in her bag once more before pulling a necklace with a dangling metal 'teardrop'. Tapping the bulbus end, a bubble shimmered around her, Nessie and Cobolt.

"Seek?" Ani smiled as she pulled out a frisbee with what initally looked like a calculator on it. She gave it to Virelai. "Jus' toss tha' at him, it'll keep followin' him 'ntil it hits him in the back 'o tha head." She nodded, satisfied with herself.

"Seekers? I have seekers!" The puffball that was Stell piped up as she passed through Rosie. "They're not too bright but their really nice firecrackers." The ball gave the impression of a sad face for a second. "Though I wish they could do something other then white... maybe red or blues... ohhh! Or gold, I'd like to see gold."

"Oh!" Milly jumped slightly in surprise, not having noticed the elevator was occupied when the door opend. Biting her lip she riffled through the cart.

"Well, I was sir, but you were the only one down there with anything in the morning batch." She withdrew four envelopes and haded them to the older man before kneeling down and pulling a small, DVD sized, package.

"And this one needed a signature, sir." She smiled shyly as she placed the parcel on a clipboard for Dr. McCourd to sign. She rocked on her feet while he signed it before taking the clip back.

"Thanks Doc." She smiled and gave him a slight wave before backing her cart out of the elevator. "Have a nice day." She called as the doors closed.

...And promptly her face exploded in a red blush. "Stupid, stupid, stupid." Milly muttered to herself as she pushed the cart toward the marketing with the typical bundle of 'important' leters for Miss. Moragn.

"Hidin's all well 'n good," Ani said as she walked up to Io, "Bu' ye might wanna keep an eye out. Sorry about tha trip earlier, ye wasn' supposed ta be the one cought." She dug into her pack and pulled out a band-aid. "Here ye go, jus' ta show no hard feelings 'kay?" Even as she held it out, Ani was looking about the room, her other hand digging for her notepad so she could get to planing the lay out for her traps.

Hmm... a water bucket o'er the door, best make it sos the other lasses kin get 'round it.... ink bombs by muh bed... Ah'll 'ave ta string out trip lines each night, need ta find out if any of the lasses sleepwalk...

"Waiii!" The Malfian cheered as she swam around the room, poking into the upper corners before a patch of dust caused her to sneeze and shift into the puff ball of light again. Stell giggled and moved to the closets.

On the fifth floor of Tharomar, Milly Rose pushed the delivery cart to her next destination. The position was really nothing more then a glorified mailman, and not by much, but it was a steady check that helped the nineteen year old build up her half of her collage entrence fee. Her parents, father a suprovisor up in telemarketing and mother an resident doctor at the local hospital, had agreed that if she came up with the half the fee, they would not only supply the rest, but pay for her supplies.

Humming a song softly as she moved along her rounds, Milly was pretty non-descript. About five foot six with shoulder-length plain brown hair and soft green eyes, she considerd her lean, runners physic her best feature. Mainly because she was still embarassed about her very modest bust that was the focus of most of the jokes about her in high school.

Getting the minor, but full-time position at such a prestigous company like Tharomar had silenced most of the 'elite' clique who were now either working part-time in the mall or not at all. While nothing had been said, Milly suspected her father had something to do with her position. Still, she wasn't going to complain, especially since it let her see her secret crush daily on her rounds. With a faint blush, Milly slid her badge through the lock and dragged her cart into the elevator that would take her down to R&D and, hopefully, her favorite doctor.

Stell raised her hand.. and the rest of her as she floated up in the air.

"I'm Stellarmare, but you can call me Stell." She smiled

Ani had been giggling as Rosie chased the mouse but when the time for introductions came, the Irish girl sighed pulled her hood lower over her face.

"Ah'm Anibelle Locke, call me that 'n Ah'll kick you. Ah'm gunna be called Revanchee 'n blow up lotsa stuff tha' annoys me."

Ani scowled as she saw some other girl mess her trap up. She was about to go over and give her a peice of her mind (and one of the band-aids she had, but that would've been later) when Miss Essex gathered them all up. Sticking her tounge out at nothing in particular, Ani dropped down, looking at Rosie she smirked and pulled out a motorized mouse. Winding it up, she sent it toward the puppy.

Stell thumped over to the others, half way there she flashed back into her human form mid-step and nearly fell. Catching heself in the air, Stell blinked at Virelai and skimmed to the young girl and patted her hand comfortingly, a glowing green shimmer passing between them as her touch imparted healing energies.

"ooh...." Ani cooed as she saw Mini Bot running, quickly ploting out it's most likely path, the red-head strung some of her yarn across the way and hid behind a chair, a net in one hand and her own screwdriver in the other.

Stell, in the meantime, had floated up to the table and hadgrabbed a hand full of carrot sticks. She was sitting crosslegged in the air while watching the others when she sneezed. A burst of light and a large, for a child, armored form fell heavilly to the ground. It looked around, giving the impression of surprised blinking before resuming her munching on a new carrot stick.

Two women walked up to the door, one carrying a red-headed young girl who was catching a ball of yarn and casting longing looks at the bag on the woman's shoulder.

The other jut looked harried as she shuffled papers through her hands, no child of any sort in sight.

"Pardon meh, lass. Might I be able ta drop off little Anibelle here? She's a... well... diciplined girl." Michelle Locke hedged as she set the child down and gave her the bag. Ani immediately dove in and surfaced with a dark blue cloak that was wrapped on her shoulders before she strode into the room. "Umm... one quick word 'o advice though? Watch yer feet, she likes ta string traps... ye might also wanna move any mechanical devices outta her reach too."

Linda Miller waited until Michelle had finished before handing the paper to the first one available, Archlich as it happened to be. "Here's the paperwork I was told to fill out for my daughter," She looked up into the sky and sighed, "Stell! Get down here and into the building!"

A puffball of white energy flicked through the overhang and hovered in fron of Archlich. "You're funny lookin'" A bright girlish voice emited from the ball before it dove through him and into the others. With a pop, it reveiled a young, blonde haired girl with thick glasses and a burgundy suit that was a size too big for her.

Crush the opposition, let nothing stand in your way.

Those words were her driving force. She didn't know where they came from, or who had spoken them, but they rang through her mind with the authority of a holy writ. She had tried to follow it earlier, but was stopped by several figures in garishly colored outfits. They broke her outer frame, leaving her with just her basic shell and core drive.

She was not worried though, time was on her side. With a half-life of several thousand years, she would be around for a long time to come. Even these walls of steel and stone would not contain her forever, or even long. If the letter she had found was correct, it was only a few hours until she would be free to crush those who stood before her.

Small hands clenched, a pulse of electricity surging across her knuckles. Micro-Surge was eager to get started.

Kei shruged as her meal arrived. "I prefer softer melodies myself, something to ease one down after a stressfull day or an invigorating run through the woods."

Kei, finally translating the English enough to order what she hoped was a steak, sat back and listened to the conversation about war and violence. Her eye's narrowed at Aurak's claim of genocide. I would seem his kind are not so different from the hybrids. Leaning back, the archer thought she would at least share her position on the matter.

"Violence is part of nature. A requirement to survive and grow. Does the deer resent the wolf that kills it? It is only when sentients engage in violence that things become senseless." She shrugged, "But there will be times when it can not be avoided. My own people have engadged a centuries long battle aginst the fellkind. All they seek is to wipe all life from the planet. Thusly, we have developed a means to defend ourselves. Do I see the idiocy when I kill one? Never, because each invading party I kill will mean less deaths in the city."

"These will certainly do." Tiede said smiling as she picked up a few of them, "This should cover you for about month. Feel free to renew anytime. The kitchen is open, so feel free to order anything."

"Your hospitality honors me." Kei said, dipping another bow to the woman. After slipping the key into a pocket in her vest, Kei sat at a table and carefully looked over the menu, English was the only lenguage on it she was familiar with, but not very well.

She was still translating the document when she heard Aurak.

"Hey, pointy-ear, what was with the hostile vibe I got from you when you came in?"

She tensed before turning to the draconian with a cool gaze. "You bear a marked resembelence to my kinds ancient enemy. However, since you're not attempting to destory everything in sight, I had assumed the looks were coincidence. However, I ask for your forgivness if I am... abrupt to you draconian."

Kei smiled greatfully, the hard lines of her face softening. "That gives me immeserable comfort to know that, Mistress Teide." A hand emerged from the cloak, the thick leather archer's bracer covering her forearm as she showed Teide a collection of red and blue crystals.

"The round-ears called these 'rubies' and 'saphhires', I recived the impression that they had some value other then thier usefulness in meditation and kidou manipulation."

((Yeah, check three posts later. That was the reply I was refering too.

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((Actually, she got tense after seeing Khell's char. The Draconian in the Circle of Thornes-esqe robes.))

"Now, hmm, you never meantioned your name."

"I appologise, I am called Kei'Thera. A pleasure to aquaint myself with you tavernmistress." Kei swept Teide a courtly bow as she had been taught to give one's host. "I require little, but if you have a room looking to the wilds and not this city, I would greatly appriciate it. I am not sure how you would like payments however. I have several crystals that the round-ears at 'City Hall' seemed most interested in, might those due?"

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((Say Hermod, Teide still hasn't responded to Kei. ))

((Actually, she got tense after seeing Khell's char. The Draconian in the Circle of Thornes-esqe robes.))

"Now, hmm, you never meantioned your name."

"I appologise, I am called Kei'Thera. A pleasure to aquaint myself with you tavernmistress." Kei swept Teide a courtly bow as she had been taught to give one's host. "I require little, but if you have a room looking to the wilds and not this city, I would greatly appriciate it. I am not sure how you would like payments however. I have several crystals that the round-ears at 'City Hall' seemed most interested in, might those due?"

"Nor do I," Kei informed the frogman, "While this planet is the paliner counter part to my own, it's history has taken a markedly different course. No, the natives are the scurying, noisy, violent round-ears you'll find anywhere outside this building."