((I like the idea of this RP. This should be fun.))
David "Talisman" Conrad was relaxing by the pool enjoying the sun, getting some well deserved R&R. He wasn't exactly happy at being forced to take a vacation, but his supergroup leader insisted on it. So he decided to make the best of it. David was a muscular guy, had short brown hair, and had bright blue eyes, he was sitting in a chair in his bathing suit, trying to get some sun.
((David will be relaxing over here until something happens or someone approachs him.))
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Pulling a bow from nowhere, he sighted down the arrow in his free hand expertly. "Blech." he muttered, then shrugged, drew back and let fly in one casual motion. The arrow buried itself halfway to the fletchings with a muffled *thunk*, dead center in the bullseye. Danny bent down, arranged the bundle of arrows so he could easily pull them out, and started drawing and firing in a steady stream. The second, third, and fourth shots smashed against the arrow in the bullseye of his first target, then he planted an arrow in the bullseye of each of the targets on the range. Then he grabbed a fistful of arrows, scoring five bullseyes simultaneously, followed by another fistful, again a quintuple bullseye. He paused for a moment, then shrugged, even more bored now. A steady stream of arrows flew out, planting themselves in a smooth arc around the second-from-the-outside ring, then a tight cluster near the upper right, then the upper left, of the target as he 'drew' a happy face on the target.
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On her way back to her room the slender Chinese woman sees Danny at the archery range and he immediately catches her interest. Approaching him in a very forward manner she says with a smile, well now, it is good to see a young man like yourself taking interest in the fine art of archery Picking up a three arrows the woman steals a bow from a small girl next to her and after tossing the three arrows delicately into the air, fires them into three separate bullseyes as if she were playing a harp on the bowstring.
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David "Talisman" Conrad was relaxing by the pool enjoying the sun, getting some well deserved R&R. He wasn't exactly happy at being forced to take a vacation, but his supergroup leader insisted on it. So he decided to make the best of it. David was a muscular guy, had short brown hair, and had bright blue eyes, he was sitting in a chair in his bathing suit, trying to get some sun.
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Just then, an eerily chipper cruise activities director with a stack of papers walks up to Davids chair, blocking his light and says with an ear to ear grin, Be sure to make it to our formal Masquerade Ball! Itll be a blast and a half and Im sure itll only get better if you come! There will be dancing, a special gourmet buffet! Just come to Hall 18 later in the week! So how many people can I put you down for? He says handing david a flyer.
What looked like a man wearing a midnight black tux, with messy curly black hair and a painfully forgettable face made his way down the hallways of the ship, passing by door after door of luxery suites. The suite he had left not a few minutes ago was No. 5257. He had no intention of entering it again unless there was a teddy bear for him. But aside from that one insolent boy, it had been a quiet day.
And he was certainly NOT going to be playing tennis. He HATED civilized sports. And he wasn't allowed to do anthing naughty.
Well. Except for this. He didn't give a goat's [censored] about relaxing, he needed something MEANINGFUL to occupy himself. So, as per his own instructions, he stopped at the door for room No.5256.
Wondering for only a brief moment if anybody was in te room currently, he remembered he didn't care either way, and pressed a palm against the lock. The fine polished metal began to blacken and sizzle as intense heat was applied to it.
((Whoa, that's a lot to respond to. 
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"Personally, I think none of this very funny." the aged oriental switched to English as well, glancing at his younger companion, "But then, I'm told I have no sense of humor. Please excuse us."
The two set their steps along the rail, charting a rough course ahead, and in doing so of course passed the businessman in the process.
"Hm, and who might you be planning to kill?" the robed man inquired dispassionately, stopping for only a moment or two and not even giving the guy time to answer, "No, I don't truly care. But please don't. It's just shameful."
With that, the two continued on headwards, figuring they'd find the steward either near the grand ballroom or another of tonight's lavish events. On the way, they of course continued to converse.
"You know, it really does pain me." the towering robed man sighed to his compatriot, "People today have become so desensitized. I still remember when entire towns could be in uproar over the death of a fellow human, and now...well, you heard the girl."
"Meh." the shorter man's shoulders gave a shrug, "I blame video games and internet forums. But yeah, it is kind of a shame..."
"If I had Force powers, vacuum or not my cape/clothes/hair would always be blowing in the Dramatic Wind." - Tenzhi
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Nail smiled, "it's a figure of speech." He wasn't sure if the man had heard him or not, but it was out there just incase he had.
Having every intention of just laying here all day, Nail sighed and tried to spark conversation. "So, where do you all come from? I come from a distant place."
"We don't care." An apathetic voice answered Nail. "Go and cry in a closet. Remember to leave only when you have thrown away the key."
A man wearing a grey suit, with colorful long grey hair with wisps of blond and dark strands within, and a curiously forgettable face finally reached the scene.
"AIEEEE, Don'tkillmeforlaughingatyourhorriblejokeprettylady demonthing!" The man in the white tux cowered at Shioh.
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Downstairs in the hallway of suites, the dark suited man had slowed down his work. He had accidentally begun to scorch the wood-work. It would take a minute to melt the metal precisely to the correct specifications without causing further damage to the door.
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Downstairs in the hallway of suites, the dark suited man had slowed down his work. He had accidentally begun to scorch the wood-work. It would take a minute to melt the metal precisely to the correct specifications without causing further damage to the door.
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The French woman turned the corner into the hallway where the dark-suited man was working on the lock. "What are you doing to my room?!"
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Downstairs in the hallway of suites, the dark suited man had slowed down his work. He had accidentally begun to scorch the wood-work. It would take a minute to melt the metal precisely to the correct specifications without causing further damage to the door.
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The French woman turned the corner into the hallway where the dark-suited man was working on the lock. "What are you doing to my room?!"
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The dark suited man stopped, and gave her a painfully forgettable look.
"Oh, so this is your room?"
He didn't even let the woman respond before he threw a blast of fire in her face, charging forward and conjuring a fire sword with the intent of impaling and incerating the woman who would hopefully be too preoccupied dodging the fire blast.
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He didn't even let the woman respond before he threw a blast of fire in her face, charging forward and conjuring a fire sword with the intent of impaling and incerating the woman who would hopefully be too preoccupied dodging the fire blast.
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Neat trick The fireball passes right through the woman revealing it to be an illusion but obviously you dont know who youre dealing with The woman vanishes and in her place three white figures carrying various weapons appear. lights out! the woman appears behind the three figures and from her sparkling green eyes, a flash of light attempts to blind the dark suited man, leaving him at the mercy of her illusionary warriors.
Shioh couldn't help but laugh at the cowering man. Loudly.
She wasn't what you'd call...intimidating...while wearing a bathing suit, and though she was a (potentially) gifted Widow, she didn't have the power no desire to force others to be intimidated. In fact, just the opposite: She acted childish and energetic so people would let their guard down around her, a trick she learned from the Carnies. Of course one had to wonder just how much of it was an act and how much was authentic.
Still grinning and stifling laughter, she turned to Nail and jammed a thumb at her chest.
"My name is Shioh, I work for Arachnos," she announced proudly, "I kill people."
"I like teddy bears. ^.^" The man in the white tux said, thrusting his own teddy bear into Shioh's face where its beady eyes stared into her own.
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He didn't even let the woman respond before he threw a blast of fire in her face, charging forward and conjuring a fire sword with the intent of impaling and incerating the woman who would hopefully be too preoccupied dodging the fire blast.
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Neat trick The fireball passes right through the woman revealing it to be an illusion but obviously you dont know who youre dealing with The woman vanishes and in her place three white figures carrying various weapons appear. lights out! the woman appears behind the three figures and from her sparkling green eyes, a flash of light attempts to blind the dark suited man, leaving him at the mercy of her illusionary warriors.
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The dark suited man stood there, dispelling his fire sword and folding his hands behind his back while the flash of light enveloped him and the three decoys beat on him. When the flash of light faded, he looked extremely bored.
"That makes two of us." The dark suited man said, his own illusionary disguise washing away to reveal...drumroll...A fourth decoy.
"The only difference between your little toys and myself is that you appear to be using hard light illusions in their crafting. My own manifestation is much more sophisticated than your pathetic third rate circus tricks."
The aged man's compatriot seemed to nearly jump out of his skin as the fire alarm suddenly squealed its unpleasant blare throughout the ship.
"I hate that sound." scowled the robed individual, looking to the other, "Well...do we want to get involved in this? We could just meander over to a lifeboat and wait with the other passengers until this gets cleared up."
"I would be less effort." the shorter man considered, leaning from one side to the other, "And the crate is technically fireproof. What are the chances of a fire getting out of control here?"
"How should I know? You're the mathematic genius here, not I."
"True." he smiled broadly to his towering companion, then eyed the pressure rating on a nearby fire hose, "Okay, pretty low. Make that no way, unless someone decides to set off napalm or something."
The conversation proceeded in this general direction. With the logical reasoning that a cruise liner this large would be well-fortified against on-board fires, not to mention that the sophisticated systems it carried would both detect the location of the burn, as well as begin an automatic response before fire crews even got there, the conclusion was that this could last a few minutes at best.
Yes, they'd just head up on deck again and join the rest of the passengers as they'd congregate about the lifeboats according to standard maritime safety procedures. Then they'd wander the crowds, seeking out the steward, or the Captain, one of whom would be somewhere to be found, giving orders or calming down the passengers...
"If I had Force powers, vacuum or not my cape/clothes/hair would always be blowing in the Dramatic Wind." - Tenzhi
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On her way back to her room the slender Chinese woman sees Danny at the archery range and he immediately catches her interest. Approaching him in a very forward manner she says with a smile, well now, it is good to see a young man like yourself taking interest in the fine art of archery Picking up a three arrows the woman steals a bow from a small girl next to her and after tossing the three arrows delicately into the air, fires them into three separate bullseyes as if she were playing a harp on the bowstring.
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Danny gave her a level look. "Did y'say archery, or juggling?" he asked casually, his mostly-British accent thickening slightly. "What c'd posess y't'learn a trick like tha', anyways? T'is a bit on the odd side, neh? At least... I canna think o' a use f'r it in a serious fight." He shrugged slightly, spinning, nocking his last arrow, drawing, and firing in one smooth motion. The cheap wooden arrow whiffled past the slender Chinese woman's ear with a mad thrumming noise, catching the metal wall of the range at just the right angle to ricochet sharply upwards. It caught the lower edge of the radar array mount, bouncing downwards, caught a railing to jump sideways, off the backstop behind the targets, past the Chinese woman again, and off the back wall a final time, ricocheting to slam neatly into the bullseye.
Danny shrugged again. "T'is a bit of a naff trick, but it serves every so often." Then the alarm klaxons began to sound. His brief 'playmate' promptly forgotten, Danny dug his hand into one of the deep pockets of his cargo shorts, yanking out the targetting monocle that was his one concession to the superheroic lifestyle that had more or less been thrust upon him. Slipping it on, he took to the sky, circling the ship rapidly, his bow invisibly put away, but ready to hand if he needed it. I' this is an outside threat, th'first bugger t'attack th'ship openly's gettin' an arrow in the nadgers. he thought grimly.
"A soft answer turneth away wrath. Once wrath is looking the other way, shoot it in the head." Seven Habits of Highly Effective Pirates
MA Arcs: #12285, "Small Fears", #106553, "Trollbane", #12669, "How to Survive a Robot Uprising"
((Been a while since I RPed but been hoping a new one would pop up
.Its late for me and I just skimmed most of the thread. Ill figure out a way to actually interact later.))
Lounging on her stomach on a towel adjacent to one of the many pools, a shapely woman with all the right curves and luxurious long auburn hair soaked up sun while reading from a thick tomb, however her complexion did not grow tan but a cerulean tone. Darker blue symbols of an apparent ancient origin ran along her shoulders and down her back under the strings tying her black bikini top on. She remained absorbed in her book, seemingly oblivious of all the other guests.
About half a dozen paces to her left, an activities director was handing a flyer to one of the more muscular vacationers who was also relaxing. The blue skinned woman took no notice of this and would have continued to ignore the two mortals if not for a brown stripped cat came tapping along the deck. The feline had followed behind the activities director, then rubbed its flanks along his leg, purring all the while. The cat began to trot toward David when the azure womans eyes shot toward the creature in question. With merely a flick of her finger, the feline was trapped in a block of ice only a few inches from the Talisman. Tracing a pattern in the air, the woman summon a glowing symbol around the cat and a split second later, the ice shattered into dozens of pieces. The ice shards would remain for a few minutes before dematerializing, cat and all.
I hate cats, she hissed in utter disgust before returning to her book.
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Just then, an eerily chipper cruise activities director with a stack of papers walks up to Davids chair, blocking his light and says with an ear to ear grin, Be sure to make it to our formal Masquerade Ball! Itll be a blast and a half and Im sure itll only get better if you come! There will be dancing, a special gourmet buffet! Just come to Hall 18 later in the week! So how many people can I put you down for? He says handing david a flyer.
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David was mildly annoyed and somewhat creeped out by the man's chipper behavior, but he decided to be friendly. "Sure I'll show up, and it'll just be me." Right now he wanted nothing more than to go back into a deep sleep.
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Neat trick The fireball passes right through the woman revealing it to be an illusion but obviously you dont know who youre dealing with The woman vanishes and in her place three white figures carrying various weapons appear. lights out! the woman appears behind the three figures and from her sparkling green eyes, a flash of light attempts to blind the dark suited man, leaving him at the mercy of her illusionary warriors.
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David's super hearing alerted him to the struggle between a woman and a man, he heard the splash of a fire ball and instantly rose to action, he pushed the director aside and took off towards the battle. "Even on vacation I still can't get away from the action. Oh well I was starting to get bored anyway. Time to go make some friends!."
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"The only difference between your little toys and myself is that you appear to be using hard light illusions in their crafting. My own manifestation is much more sophisticated than your pathetic third rate circus tricks."
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You and I both know illusions are worthless if sight is the only sense they affect, dont insult me, but thats beside the point The French woman dispels her army and stands wither arms folded. Weve already set off the fire alarm and Im sure that every super ad their mother is probably on their way right now. Continuing this fight any further is just going to complicate things. So if you dont mind, remove yourself, or the clone I am talking to, from in front of my room because I do need to change. The woman looks slightly annoyed as she waits for a response from the dark suited man.
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Danny shrugged again. "T'is a bit of a naff trick, but it serves every so often." Then the alarm klaxons began to sound. His brief 'playmate' promptly forgotten, Danny dug his hand into one of the deep pockets of his cargo shorts, yanking out the targetting monocle that was his one concession to the superheroic lifestyle that had more or less been thrust upon him. Slipping it on, he took to the sky, circling the ship rapidly, his bow invisibly put away, but ready to hand if he needed it. I' this is an outside threat, th'first bugger t'attack th'ship openly's gettin' an arrow in the nadgers. he thought grimly.
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Well, it was fun while it lasted
he is just a kid after all Completely unphased by the alarm, the Chinese woman once again makes her way back to her room. I do hope that this alarm didnt cancel my date...only time will tell I guess
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With merely a flick of her finger, the feline was trapped in a block of ice only a few inches from the Talisman. Tracing a pattern in the air, the woman summon a glowing symbol around the cat and a split second later, the ice shattered into dozens of pieces. The ice shards would remain for a few minutes before dematerializing, cat and all.
I hate cats, she hissed in utter disgust before returning to her book.
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David was mildly annoyed and somewhat creeped out by the man's chipper behavior, but he decided to be friendly. "Sure I'll show up, and it'll just be me." Right now he wanted nothing more than to go back into a deep sleep.
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The cruise ship activities director looks down at were the cat was once standing and immediately turns his attention to the woman with the blue symbols about her skin. please maam We ask that all of our meta-human patrons please refrain from use of their powers for the duration of the cruise. This is for the safety of the crew, the guests and the boat itself, We truly appreciate our Meta-Human patrons and so I would like to invite you to our spectacular masquerade ball in hall 18 later this week! pushing a flyer towards her wit hthe same dumb smile on his face. so can I count on your attendance?
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Yes, they'd just head up on deck again and join the rest of the passengers as they'd congregate about the lifeboats according to standard maritime safety procedures. Then they'd wander the crowds, seeking out the steward, or the Captain, one of whom would be somewhere to be found, giving orders or calming down the passengers...
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Just then a silvery sedate voice comes over the ships intercom, There is no reason for alarm, the alarms were triggered by our maintenance staff during a routine procedure, please go back about your business and enjoy the rest of your time here on the glorious Naiad cruise line! the intercoms fizzle a bit as they go silent.
The man in the white suit's "introduction" of his teddy bear and the sudden fire alarm happened, coincidentally, at the exact same time. Someone with Shioh's level of alertness and training would have an...interesting reaction to the already normally startling sensation to sight and sound.
Though she loved cute things, from cats to mice to armadillos up to and including teddy bears, having one jammed so closed to her face at the same time as a loud alarm going off caused her to react by leaping back and delivering a startling fast roundhouse kick to the bear...and the man's hand.
[Mind if I drop on by? I will be using an AR/Therm Corrupter.
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This ship is vetry nice, to be sure. Definantly high class clients on here. And I thought Stella was all washed up, can't imagine how she got hold of tickets like these. Don't really want to either.
A soft, yet robotic, female voice interrupted Reaga's thoughts. Sir, I would suggest you work on making some new contacts for when this ship docks, wherever that may be.
"Yes, thank you Amy."
It's A.M.E.S, sir. Armored Military Exo-Suit.
"Well, I need to cal you somethiing. It's been what, six weeks since I found you in in that compound? Besides, Ames is no such name for something as human as you. Amy is much more fitting."
But I'm not human sir. I am a synthesized artificial intelligence programmed to obey most human commands.
"Yes, well, I took care of those inhibitors a while ago."
You did indeed sir.
Reaga did not know much about programming. If something called for it, he woiuld generally kidnap someone from Crey or Arachnos to do it for him, before he ransomed them off to someone else or shot them. His new outfit allowede for many more freedoms now than he had in black ops. His weapon was the greatest he had ever seen. An internal mini fission/fussion reactor based off Rikti tech provided for plasma rounds. Amy's own systems coujld manipulate those rounds into whatever Reaga felt like, be it sniper, assault rifle, or flamethrower. He had been the best rfile man money could buy after his discharge. Now he was his own army.
*To be continued*
Harry looked up from his drink at the sound of the alarm, but didn't bother moving. A few moments later his inaction was proven effective as someone announced that it was merely the ship's staff.
"Works for me," Harry smiled, glad that he wouldn't have to leave his seat after all. He leaned back against the bar, looking lazily about the rest of the deck.
One man had left his chair when the alarm had started while a blue woman nearby remained where she was. Harry watched her freeze and disintergrate a cat that he'd actually had some fun with earlier today.
Harry gave an annoyed sigh, turning back to the bar. No respect for others, that was the problem with people today. He'd liked that cat. Glancing at his watch to make sure he didn't lose track of time, Harry went back to sipping his Coke.
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"My name is Shioh, I work for Arachnos,"
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"Arachnos. Another washed up organized criminal organization who did it all wrong. What exactly do you do there?"
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"I kill people."
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"Shameful. They've begun recuriting little girls to do their bidding. What will they do next? Blow dogs up?"
Nail jumped up and grabbed at Shioh's ankle to block the girls kick to the strange man with a teddy bear. There was much more to what met the eyes of this weathered old man in half a suit. Should he get a grip on the girl, he would pull up on her leg and hopefully, bring her to the ground.
The alarm did catch him off guard so his reaction time would be a few fractions longer than what they would be normally. He didn't like seeing people get hurt, so he always tried his best to interfer whenever it was possible.
"Haha, I knew there was some action down here!" A voice shouted just as the woman discharged her illusions. If either of the two had cared to look, they would now find the same man in a white T-Shirt and khaki shorts holding two hand-guns up in the air, one at each of their heads. (Or, at least, what he perceived as their heads. Illusions are tricky that way.)
"Relaxation's nice, but nothing can beat the thrill of a fight. So, who's first?" He said, a smile playing on his lips.
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A teenaged boy sat on the railings, his legs dangling above the level right below him, obviously trying to not care about anything in the world. He stared at the sky, at the clouds, specifically, and pondered for a moment how lucky they were to be free from any shackles of servitude or slavery, how they weren't bound to any force on earth except the wind. However, he was brought crashing back down to earth when he heard seven little words uttered.
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His eyes shot open, and he immediately look downward to determine the owner of the voice. A million different thoughts were now buzzing through his mind.
Arachnos?! Why's another Arachnos Operative here? More importantly, why wasn't I told about it? Are they setting me up? Are they setting her up? What the Hell is going on here?
Taking a deep breath, he continued to look downward, and determined that, out of the group of the jittery young man, the aged oriental, the strange man in a suit, and the girl in a bathing suit, it had to be the latter. He jumped down, landing several feet behind the group.
"Arachnos, huh? What business do they have here?"
Intelligence told me about some suspicious activity that they suspected to be going on the boat, but never another Operative. Is it chance? We'll find out, I guess.
Again, anyone who cared to look in the direction of the boy would find a teenager of about seventeen years, however, his eyes revealing that he'd seen much more than even one of seventy years should see. He wore a simple white T-shirt and, as if in defiance of the concept of 'fun in the sun', a dark blue pair of jeans complete with sneakers, which seemed to completely contrast his odd hair color, a pure white. He held goggles in his hand, and it seemed his jean pocket was bulging with several disk shaped items.
"Because, call me crazy, but I don't think Arachnos soldiers get time off."
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"Because, call me crazy, but I don't think Arachnos soldiers get time off."
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"Fine, neh? You're crazy. Dunno i' th' Spider Fetishists get time off, but i' ye happen t'be on th'job..." a young voice commented from behind the teen, changing registers twice over the course of the brief sentence. The voice was coming from over the railing... sixty feet above the waterline. Danny hovered nonchalantly behind the group, trying to make up for the fact that he was a skinny kid in shorts, flip-flops, and a targetting reticle by letting his electrical powers loose, a storm of lightning crackling around him, lending an eerie blue glow to the scene even in the bright tropical sun.
Then one of his flipflops fell off, sliding off his foot to drop out of sight, a faint splash sounding a moment or two later. Danny made a face and dropped the other sandal. "I' y'happen t'be on th'job, I suppose I am as well." he finished with a sigh.
"A soft answer turneth away wrath. Once wrath is looking the other way, shoot it in the head." Seven Habits of Highly Effective Pirates
MA Arcs: #12285, "Small Fears", #106553, "Trollbane", #12669, "How to Survive a Robot Uprising"
Interference! New threat! Eliminate!
The moment Nail grabbed her ankle, these thoughts flooded into her mind, and timed seemed to slow for her.
She couldn't make out what the boy was saying, those parts of her brain shut down to allow her mind to focus fully on defending herself.
"Keep your anger in check, or we'll punish you," was her only deterring thought.
In a move Jackie Chan or Bruce Lee would be jealous of, Shioh shifted her body weight, made it look like she was falling, only to brace herself with her arm and send her other leg straight for Nail's knees.
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You and I both know illusions are worthless if sight is the only sense they affect, dont insult me, but thats beside the point The French woman dispels her army and stands wither arms folded. Weve already set off the fire alarm and Im sure that every super ad their mother is probably on their way right now. Continuing this fight any further is just going to complicate things. So if you dont mind, remove yourself, or the clone I am talking to, from in front of my room because I do need to change. The woman looks slightly annoyed as she waits for a response from the dark suited man.
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"Don't you get it, fool?" The decoy asked the woman. "YOU started this fire! You'll be starting the next one too!"
And then the decoy vanished as it was dismissed remotely, just in time for the Man in the T-shirt to find the woman, and consequently, the only person in the hallway who could have started the fire.
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"You almost killed the teddy. FIGHTFIGHTFIGHT!!!" The white tux man said, jumping up and down in excitement.
"I'm not at all sorry for this. I don't like your face." The grey suited man said, right before bringing both fists together and bringing them down in a superstrength haymaker on Nail's head as he was attacked by Shioh.
((well, the plot doesn't seem to have advanced so far that I can't hop in, so... without further ado, heeeeeere's Danny))
Danny ambled listlessly across the vast stern deck of the huge ship. The skinny thirteen-year-old was wearing khaki cargo shorts, flipflops, and an irritated expression. "You know, if you keep wandering around like that, you're going to burn." A voice in the shade of one of the colonnades that ran the length of the ship commented. "GAH!" Danny yelped. "Mum, how do y' keep gettin' ahead of me?" he demanded. Then he shrugged. "I havena seen either Alec or Jeff." he added quickly, naming his two younger brothers, "And Da's not caught up wi' th'ship yet. An' ifn you start trying t'rub suntan lotion on me in public, I swear I'll jump overboard right here." Eileen Troy smiled faintly. "Am I really becoming that predictable, Danny?" she asked. "Na, Mum, there just isna much to do on this daft great whale of a tub." the boy responded, then paused, realizing how silly that sounded. "Er... rather, there isna much to do that interests me."
Eileen gave a slight shrug and ruffled her son's short dark hair. "Well, far be it from me to interfere with your lack of fun. If you see the boys, tell them I'll be in Dining Hall three at the buffet, and I want to see them before they get into trouble again." Danny nodded, leaning back out of his mother's reach. "Sure Mum." he said, then dodged down one of the myriad twisting corridors of the huge ship.
He emerged back into the sunlight on one of the upper decks, idly heading towards the archery range. Tisna as if I ha' anythin' better t'do, and t'is prolly best if I keep my hand in. he thought abstractedly. Reaching the range, he grabbed a bundle of arrows and frowned at them. Cheap wooden tat. Still, I suspect tha' th'crew would get a wee bit huffy if I were t'start shootin' holes in folks in the deck below... prolly best not t'use my own arrows, since they have a trifle more penetratin' power than these... things, an' th'backstop isna likely t'stop 'em.
Pulling a bow from nowhere, he sighted down the arrow in his free hand expertly. "Blech." he muttered, then shrugged, drew back and let fly in one casual motion. The arrow buried itself halfway to the fletchings with a muffled *thunk*, dead center in the bullseye. Danny bent down, arranged the bundle of arrows so he could easily pull them out, and started drawing and firing in a steady stream. The second, third, and fourth shots smashed against the arrow in the bullseye of his first target, then he planted an arrow in the bullseye of each of the targets on the range. Then he grabbed a fistful of arrows, scoring five bullseyes simultaneously, followed by another fistful, again a quintuple bullseye. He paused for a moment, then shrugged, even more bored now. A steady stream of arrows flew out, planting themselves in a smooth arc around the second-from-the-outside ring, then a tight cluster near the upper right, then the upper left, of the target as he 'drew' a happy face on the target.
He sighed, twirling the last arrow in his hand as he wondered what to do now.
"A soft answer turneth away wrath. Once wrath is looking the other way, shoot it in the head." Seven Habits of Highly Effective Pirates
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