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Post by soulmusician on Dec 19, 2009 20:25:41 GMT -5
The shapeshifter started walking walking away, then whispered " You're in a bad situation right now, so stay quiet and follow me."
"The hell I am," she said back, mimmicking his quiet tone. There were more people around, people who the shapeshifter seemed somewhat at ease with, if at least not hostile. Makenna's fingers were itching for a weapon of some kind, but pretended to be the calm little girl she looked like and followed the shapeshifter.
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Post by sr9jes on Dec 19, 2009 20:26:47 GMT -5
calm little girl ?
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that's not what I picture....
*recalls first post*
rofl... strong woman what i'm talkin bout... XD
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Post by soulmusician on Dec 19, 2009 20:31:29 GMT -5
what? no, she's actually quite small in my imagination. She just happens to be quick and know human weaknesses. her appearance is an excellent ally.
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Post by sr9jes on Dec 19, 2009 20:34:18 GMT -5
After walking for a while, Vince roughly pushed open a concealed door in the now perfectly carved underground cavern. Motioning for Makenna to walk in, he quickly closed the door and waved his right hand at the center light. As it flickered in a dark fire, he quietly murmured out, " Make yourself comfortable" And walked a separate room. After searching through different labeled wooden boxes, he had finally found the right now.
Grabbing a few things from the box, he threw them to Makenna and continued to search for something. As he rummaged around from box to box, he quietly murmured that it was something to change into.
" There's a closet behind you. Change in there."
He knew that he wasn't the only one that hated the smell and feeling of blood on his clothes. After finally pulling out the small dusty kit, Vince flipped open the book and flipped it's dusty pages to one red book marked page.
Putting the book down, Vince gently placed his hand on his wound.
"Nam-myoho-renge-kyo"
As the dark magic sealed his wound shut, Vince sniffed a bit and stood up, stretching his aching muscles.
I should probably tell Master...
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meh..
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Post by soulmusician on Dec 19, 2009 20:43:23 GMT -5
Makenna turned around and found a door where the shapeshifter said it would be. Closing the door to the small room, she felt the soft material he gave her carefully, determining what was what. <This is what happens when you interact to people this high up> she thought as she tugged the clean clothes on. <You always get sucked into their battles> She left the closet when she was done, using a corner of her already dirty shirt to try and wipe the blood out of her hair and eyes.
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Post by sr9jes on Dec 19, 2009 20:52:31 GMT -5
Snapping his fingers, Vince blinked from the sudden extra light that appeared from in the room. As the figure of a man came into view, Vince bowed with his eyes clothes. As the light shimmered, Vince noted that Makenna had finished changeing.
"eys?"
Making a face, Vince shook his head in remorse.
" There's a spy, sir."
As the image shimmered a dark red, the ground around Makenna and Vince shimmered.
"HTAW?!"
" I was ambushed while confronting the target. Someone knew that we were on the lookout for anything about the sword."
"tioac."
" Of course, sir. Nocchi's progress....?"
"ad b"
" Hmph...."
Bowing low, Vince stood up straight as the light faded away. Glancing at Makenna, Vince frowned and walked to the corner of his room. From an almost invisible compartment, he pulled out a clean towel and through it at Makenna, blinking in surprise at her eye color.
" I understand that I may be overstepping my boundaries here, after all that you've been put through, but..."
Grinning, Vince closed the compartment and faced Makenna.
" You have beautiful eyes."
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ROFL ROFL ROFL
I'm laughing like a mad woman.. it sounds a little like..
"AHahahaAHAHAHahahahAHAHAHAahaha!!!!"
With my mouth twitching up and stuff.
btw, Mary, he doesn't know she's blind yet, so... yeah
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Post by soulmusician on Dec 19, 2009 21:00:43 GMT -5
LMFAO
^see what you've done, you've reduced me to chat speak
haha....so he thinks her eyes are naturally a cloudy, sightless blue commen with those who are blind?
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"You have beautiful eyes." Makenna paused, lowering the towel he gave her.
"Forgive me if I don't believe you," she said quietly, then resumed trying to get the blood out. "Since you know my name, can I know yours?"
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Post by sr9jes on Dec 19, 2009 21:04:35 GMT -5
Vince inwardly smacked himself.
" I apologize for not introduceing myself. My name is Vincent Tsukiyo. My friend calls me Vince."
Remembering what little host skills he had, Vince blinked his mind clear and checked the time.
"Hmm... it's almost 6. Are you hungry?"
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i'm not very good at being a guy...
right, umm... thsi room is kind of... dimly lit, so he thinks that she has light blue eyes.
rofl
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Post by soulmusician on Dec 19, 2009 21:07:11 GMT -5
"I'm set,"Makenna said, pulling a sandwich out of her bag. <Glad I bought extra this morning> she thought. <I'm not yet ready to except food from this guy>
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haha the idiot...
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Post by sr9jes on Dec 19, 2009 21:14:15 GMT -5
Rofl, I agree.
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" Good. While you occupy yourself with that, I need to excuse myself. If you need anything, I'll be in the room nearby."
As he slid the thin door open, Vince quickly added, " Make yourself at home." And slid the door closed.
Inside, Vince sputtered out a sigh of relief.
Even after all that had happened, Vince still wasn't comfortable with Makenna. Then again, that was just who he was.
The room was dimly lit with the same dark flames. In the dancing light, the room showed finely cut walls with small peices of paper pinned to it. Other than his bed in the corner and his table in the center of the room, in the corner farthest from his bed was his working desk. Strewn around the room were an un-countable number of boxes.
Flopping himself in his chair, Vince quickly opened the lowest drawer and pulled out five folders. Pulling out the sheets of paper, he began to concentrate and cross out names on a separate sheet of paper.
It was time to find the rat.
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Post by soulmusician on Dec 19, 2009 21:17:06 GMT -5
Makenna found and arm chair and sat in it sideways, dangling her feet as she took a bite of her sandwich. She listened carefully, but couldn't hear much except Vince in the other room and the crackling of the fire. (There was a fire, right?) <It's gonna be a long night.
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Post by sr9jes on Dec 19, 2009 21:28:47 GMT -5
yes there was a fire.
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Post by sr9jes on Dec 19, 2009 21:42:04 GMT -5
After an hour of crossing out names and circling likely suspects, Vincent had lowered the number of people left to search from 6,900 to 5,400. Granted, there were more people than that in the facility, only 6,900 people had the ability to speak to the Master directly. Standing up, Vince quietly sat down at his table and grabbed a small apple. Gently nibbling on it, Vince felt himself sag in fatigue.
Quickly finishing his apple, Vince threw his dirty clothes into a bin and put on a clean pair. Walking into the next room, Vince chuckled at Makenna's bored expression as she kicked her feet in the air of his arm-chair.
" Makenna. Although it's impossible to tell here, it's already night. For now, I will take rest in this room. You are welcome to rest on the bed in the other room."
As Makenna began to walk to the other room, Vince gratefully slumped into his sofa and pulled out the blanket and pillow stored underneath. Snapping his fingers again, the lights in the rooms dimmed. It was dark enough for him to sleep, but light enough for a person to see. Situating himself, Vince felt his eyes grow heavy as he fell asleep.
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and now i am tired..
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Post by soulmusician on Dec 20, 2009 11:46:58 GMT -5
interesting...
so I have a question:why can't they leave exactly? Is Vince worn out from warping so much, or will this "Master" person get pissed or whatever, of is Vince actually gonna follow orders?
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Post by sr9jes on Dec 20, 2009 11:48:29 GMT -5
umm...
a little bit of everything...
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