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Link stared at the man with cautious curiosity, disliking his general tone on the matter. It was always going to be once the other knew they were talking to someone who used a dark power they tried to make it a positive thing, like if he was a good person they would have nothing to worry about. He knew he would have to regain his spirit to get those powers back, but even then he felt self-conscious about them. Looking around cautiously at the masks again he frowned when Caelan made the suggestion that the man might be aiming to buy his mask. Neither of them had any need for money so that would’ve been a lost cause. Looking back at the masks as the man decided to give Caelan a telling off his eyes glazed over them momentarily before taking notice at the man moving around again, watching him curiously as he wondered what he might be getting now.
Watching as the man disappeared off into a room he made a quick glance to Caelan before back as he returned with what looked like artwork, analysing it momentarily before frowning at the image. It oddly hurt to look at it, but only in his chest where the amulet rested under his clothing. His chest was in a fairly terrible place right now as it continued to burn with a fair ache. Trying hard to not put his hand to his chest he stared at the figure that was obviously one of his past life’s representations before he turned away and coughed, trying to rid himself of it before he might collapse. Trying to take deep breaths to get through it he looked back at the man again, frowning as he spoke about the mask without even needing to see it. Just what did he mean ‘mend the spirit’? He didn’t know how to do that, he didn’t even know how to mend his own and not have it be so destructive to both him and others. “The spirit’s not needing mending if there’s nothing wrong with it…”
He couldn’t help but feel he was contradicting his own words, seeing how he had attempted to mend his own by having part of it removed. He needed to get it back, but he hadn’t really had the chance to try and open it with everyone around. Disliking how much stress he was feeling right now he looked up at the crate that was being represented to them, frowning at the sight of everything before hearing his offer for a spell that would help them carry everything. If the spell was Light affiliated then that would be a no go for him, but hopefully it was Time and Space or something instead. “Umm, okay. I guess we’ll need the spell. It is a lot of stuff we’ll probably need, after all…” he sighed, looking back to the man, "Do you know why we're here completely? I mean...the real reason why we're here?"
Watching as the man disappeared off into a room he made a quick glance to Caelan before back as he returned with what looked like artwork, analysing it momentarily before frowning at the image. It oddly hurt to look at it, but only in his chest where the amulet rested under his clothing. His chest was in a fairly terrible place right now as it continued to burn with a fair ache. Trying hard to not put his hand to his chest he stared at the figure that was obviously one of his past life’s representations before he turned away and coughed, trying to rid himself of it before he might collapse. Trying to take deep breaths to get through it he looked back at the man again, frowning as he spoke about the mask without even needing to see it. Just what did he mean ‘mend the spirit’? He didn’t know how to do that, he didn’t even know how to mend his own and not have it be so destructive to both him and others. “The spirit’s not needing mending if there’s nothing wrong with it…”
He couldn’t help but feel he was contradicting his own words, seeing how he had attempted to mend his own by having part of it removed. He needed to get it back, but he hadn’t really had the chance to try and open it with everyone around. Disliking how much stress he was feeling right now he looked up at the crate that was being represented to them, frowning at the sight of everything before hearing his offer for a spell that would help them carry everything. If the spell was Light affiliated then that would be a no go for him, but hopefully it was Time and Space or something instead. “Umm, okay. I guess we’ll need the spell. It is a lot of stuff we’ll probably need, after all…” he sighed, looking back to the man, "Do you know why we're here completely? I mean...the real reason why we're here?"
T’charrl stared at Yumi for that brief moment, looking to her hand before letting out an odd squeak when she touched his face. That certainly managed to embarrass him, but not in any way he thought was negative. She was certainly trying to make it out to be something he was just imagining, but it wasn’t as if saying that would stop him from feeling that way. He did appreciate Yumi trying, but he felt it might be a case of trying to mask the truth. Even he was scared of himself, he didn’t even know if this was his true form either. Sighing lightly, he watched as Yumi gave him her last words before running off to see what the commotion was, giving her a smile before he looked down and away in slight, momentary confusion. If she was confronted with his ‘true self’ up close, then would she still say such a thing with such confidence? He couldn’t be sure nor did he want to test it. He had been trying hard to keep himself under control and to lose it to prove a point would only undo all that hard work.
Shu really didn’t like being left by himself like this, even if by himself meant he was without his brother. He felt much closer to family than he did to friends so having his family disappear caused a fair bit of distress, especially when it was without warning. Takeshi just went without telling anyone with Viral and if there wasn’t loud bangs Shu would probably be a lot less stressed. Making anxious little noises to himself he stared up at June who tried to comfort him, staring up at her. “Not shooting? Ooohhhh…it’s loud and scary noises…” he spoke, looking ahead of him. Maybe he was just scared of big loud noises, or maybe it was just the whole thing with everyone being too calm about certain noises that would cause an alert anywhere else. Finally arriving where Takeshi and Viral was he looked up at the building, staring at it but flinching whenever a noise came from it. “Ah! No know either! Why building? No know really...but it’s noisy…”
Viral was just hitting whatever he could that didn’t cause the building to shake too much, finding the destruction of everything around him to be a lot more satisfying than anything else he’s had to do lately. Nothing was going to turn out well for him later on so this was as good a time as any to get the anger out. Destruction was what he was made for, there was no denying he wasn’t made to kill and even though this wasn’t killing he still took great pleasure in destroying. Getting really into the tearing down of structures and walls without causing the building to completely collapse on him he glared up at Takeshi who only interrupted his work, bending down slightly before jumping up to his floor. “You’re too slow! Move faster you damn slacker!” he shouted before he started swinging the hammer at the flooring and wall around him, looking like he was trying to destroy as much as he could before the building would collapse.
Shu really didn’t like being left by himself like this, even if by himself meant he was without his brother. He felt much closer to family than he did to friends so having his family disappear caused a fair bit of distress, especially when it was without warning. Takeshi just went without telling anyone with Viral and if there wasn’t loud bangs Shu would probably be a lot less stressed. Making anxious little noises to himself he stared up at June who tried to comfort him, staring up at her. “Not shooting? Ooohhhh…it’s loud and scary noises…” he spoke, looking ahead of him. Maybe he was just scared of big loud noises, or maybe it was just the whole thing with everyone being too calm about certain noises that would cause an alert anywhere else. Finally arriving where Takeshi and Viral was he looked up at the building, staring at it but flinching whenever a noise came from it. “Ah! No know either! Why building? No know really...but it’s noisy…”
Viral was just hitting whatever he could that didn’t cause the building to shake too much, finding the destruction of everything around him to be a lot more satisfying than anything else he’s had to do lately. Nothing was going to turn out well for him later on so this was as good a time as any to get the anger out. Destruction was what he was made for, there was no denying he wasn’t made to kill and even though this wasn’t killing he still took great pleasure in destroying. Getting really into the tearing down of structures and walls without causing the building to completely collapse on him he glared up at Takeshi who only interrupted his work, bending down slightly before jumping up to his floor. “You’re too slow! Move faster you damn slacker!” he shouted before he started swinging the hammer at the flooring and wall around him, looking like he was trying to destroy as much as he could before the building would collapse.
Yes, then that's it, right? D:
Cecil felt he was out of the loop with a lot of the stuff that was often discussed among the others, usually because it involved the discussions being about what fleshy beings always did. Things like eating, washing and some animal stuff was just lost on him and while he did wonder what happened to the stuff they consumed he probably shouldn’t ask about it. Nymira didn’t seem to like talking about organic functions if she was complaining about something the horse did that he completely missed. Maybe it was for the best that he missed it, seeing how upset she was about it. He was definitely going to keep certain questions out of the way for now and try to keep to the more serious questions, namely what they are planning on doing now.
Having him be questioning everything would probably get annoying for the others, but for him the world was a whole new place so he felt there was definitely some out of many that he should really ask about before it was too late. He wanted to see if he could get through a day without asking a question eventually, but that might be a while. Luckily for him they had only been together for a couple of nights so he could always try and get all the questions over and done with pretty soon and then leave them free for the rest of their time together. He didn’t know how far away the city was at this point but he was still sure he was going to be able to fit in all the questions.
“Hmm…relieved itself? That sounds peaceful”, he spoke, trying to think of what it could possibly mean. Maybe it sighed and that bugged her, but otherwise he was certainly trying to understand her. Smiling as he leaned up his leg he looked over at Nymira again as she spoke about them all, making him raise questions that he probably wouldn’t otherwise think of as being a valid during that little thought of hers. It was just something he was concerned with, especially after last night. All this mention of these figures that were probably fairly big people to them, these Saints and the Magi that were apparently related to them in some way. He didn’t know why he was called a Magi by them, he didn’t even know what the power he displayed was. He was questioning so much in his head about that, but he didn’t know how to sound it out as to not sound like a complete idiot. They all seemed to know so much about these Saints and Magi, so hearing him ask about it would probably mean trying to find the right moment to ask just so he didn’t sound stupid.
Taking the rest of the ride easy he had laid down on his spot as the cart bumped along, staring up as he conserved energy. It was certainly relaxing not having to walk so much and they were probably making good time too. After a while of travelling he heard Ethan speak up, looking up momentarily before slowly sitting up. The scenery hadn’t changed that much, yet it felt like a whole new world to him. Staring around slowly he soon looked to Ethan and Nymira again as they went over a plan as to what was going on. This whole thing was probably going to be a new experience too, but from the sound of it they were going to have to meet someone who carried some sort of title. “Uhh, meeting with someone means I should not be there, right?” he questioned them, not feeling so sure himself, “People seemed to freak out a lot when they found out I was a Machina. The people you will be meeting might do the same and try to take me back to the factory again”.
Having him be questioning everything would probably get annoying for the others, but for him the world was a whole new place so he felt there was definitely some out of many that he should really ask about before it was too late. He wanted to see if he could get through a day without asking a question eventually, but that might be a while. Luckily for him they had only been together for a couple of nights so he could always try and get all the questions over and done with pretty soon and then leave them free for the rest of their time together. He didn’t know how far away the city was at this point but he was still sure he was going to be able to fit in all the questions.
“Hmm…relieved itself? That sounds peaceful”, he spoke, trying to think of what it could possibly mean. Maybe it sighed and that bugged her, but otherwise he was certainly trying to understand her. Smiling as he leaned up his leg he looked over at Nymira again as she spoke about them all, making him raise questions that he probably wouldn’t otherwise think of as being a valid during that little thought of hers. It was just something he was concerned with, especially after last night. All this mention of these figures that were probably fairly big people to them, these Saints and the Magi that were apparently related to them in some way. He didn’t know why he was called a Magi by them, he didn’t even know what the power he displayed was. He was questioning so much in his head about that, but he didn’t know how to sound it out as to not sound like a complete idiot. They all seemed to know so much about these Saints and Magi, so hearing him ask about it would probably mean trying to find the right moment to ask just so he didn’t sound stupid.
Taking the rest of the ride easy he had laid down on his spot as the cart bumped along, staring up as he conserved energy. It was certainly relaxing not having to walk so much and they were probably making good time too. After a while of travelling he heard Ethan speak up, looking up momentarily before slowly sitting up. The scenery hadn’t changed that much, yet it felt like a whole new world to him. Staring around slowly he soon looked to Ethan and Nymira again as they went over a plan as to what was going on. This whole thing was probably going to be a new experience too, but from the sound of it they were going to have to meet someone who carried some sort of title. “Uhh, meeting with someone means I should not be there, right?” he questioned them, not feeling so sure himself, “People seemed to freak out a lot when they found out I was a Machina. The people you will be meeting might do the same and try to take me back to the factory again”.
Uhh, I guess if Shy isn't going to post, I'll just post? We were doing an order thing unless otherwise so I don't know.
Link did look up only momentarily when there was a voice elsewhere, but finding more interest in the mask he gave it a quick look again before slowly placing it back on the rack. He didn’t understand such a hobby, if you couldn’t see through the mask then it wasn’t exactly going to be very useful, at least that’s what he thought. He didn’t really understand the nature of masks, but if the shop was still open then it must’ve had some use. Looking through all the strange masks he turned towards the counter, trying to see if the person was there yet. It was still a strange shop to him, but looking up and over the counter his eyes wandered to the strange masks that were being protected from everyone touching them.
Staring deeply into the masks his eyes slowly gazed over them, his head slowly tilting as if trying to remember something at the same time. It was like staring at someone you knew but couldn’t remember where from or how you knew them in the first place. Frowning slightly, he stared at the Deku mask before suddenly jumping at the sound of the owner, his eyes immediately going to the man only to back off a few footsteps in response. Immediately this man was creeping him out and not only was his looks doing it for him but the way he was speaking too. Raising his shoulders a little he clutched onto his chest momentarily before walking forward again, wondering if this was the Salesman or just someone who really looked like him. It wasn’t hard to think it was, he was in a disguise himself.
Approaching the man’s counter he slowly looked around again, frowning at first before freezing when Demoko’s name was mentioned. Looking up at the man again he suddenly felt nervous, staring at the man and flinching when he did that creepy laugh. This guy was related to the other Salesman alright, but as he moved around the counter he frowned and shirked back at the sudden change of expression. Staring at him he frowned at his words, his hands going to his chest momentarily before realising what he meant. There was no way he was getting a hold of that mask if that’s what he was implying, besides it wasn’t as if he knew where it was while he was in this disguise. “You have plenty of masks. What’s wrong with something being dark in nature?” he questioned him, raising his shoulders, “Demoko didn’t care, so why should you?”
Staring deeply into the masks his eyes slowly gazed over them, his head slowly tilting as if trying to remember something at the same time. It was like staring at someone you knew but couldn’t remember where from or how you knew them in the first place. Frowning slightly, he stared at the Deku mask before suddenly jumping at the sound of the owner, his eyes immediately going to the man only to back off a few footsteps in response. Immediately this man was creeping him out and not only was his looks doing it for him but the way he was speaking too. Raising his shoulders a little he clutched onto his chest momentarily before walking forward again, wondering if this was the Salesman or just someone who really looked like him. It wasn’t hard to think it was, he was in a disguise himself.
Approaching the man’s counter he slowly looked around again, frowning at first before freezing when Demoko’s name was mentioned. Looking up at the man again he suddenly felt nervous, staring at the man and flinching when he did that creepy laugh. This guy was related to the other Salesman alright, but as he moved around the counter he frowned and shirked back at the sudden change of expression. Staring at him he frowned at his words, his hands going to his chest momentarily before realising what he meant. There was no way he was getting a hold of that mask if that’s what he was implying, besides it wasn’t as if he knew where it was while he was in this disguise. “You have plenty of masks. What’s wrong with something being dark in nature?” he questioned him, raising his shoulders, “Demoko didn’t care, so why should you?”
Oh man, well you're not there for too long, right? D:
T’charrl gave Yumi a nervous smile before sighing, staring down at the ground. There was certainly a lot that caused him to feel scared over but he was sure if he could just muster up the confidence he could get over it all eventually. If he could find some focus them maybe he would be able to be as confident as everyone else was with all this travelling stuff. He wanted to get better and learn how to conquer this power that had sent his kind into ruin before, he didn’t want to end up like that. Staring at Yumi he smiled a little before sighing, giving a nod and looking away again. “I think being alone is sometimes best because of what happens sometimes. Everybody freaks out so that can be embarrassing twice as much. I’m already scary enough as it is. Not sure if I am going to have the same uhh…be the same…as everyone else…”
Viral didn’t see how this would possibly help him but he was going to go with it anyway, seeing how he didn’t have anything better to do. The most he would do would be go back to the base, sit around and wait for Aito or Vegeta to see him again. Just because he had been told he had freedom didn’t mean he knew what to do with it. He had never been taught what to do when there was no war, no conflicts and nothing of important to protect. Nobody needed his protecting anymore, anyway, everyone was fully capable of looking after themselves. Landing where he wanted to be he only took one quick look around before he started smashing with the hammer, swinging it around using both hands as he continued his assault on the building. It was aggravating that he couldn’t find anything better to do other than toss this hammer around while a bunch of ungrateful aliens sat outside when this was their job. He just wanted this done with, but he still couldn’t help but smash the hammer on the same place every so often just to make sure the chunks were completely crunched into dust.
Shu was pretty scared, he hadn’t heard such a loud bang like that and what was worse was it continued, sounding out like gunfire. He was scared of guns, everyone in his clan was and that still passed on to him today. Frowning when Yumi let go of him and went off to try and find Takeshi and Viral Shu looked up at T’charrl before turning to June who spoke to him, staring at her before making a quick glance to her hand. “Oooohhh…but Takeshi gone! Left me behind…what if forever today? Noisy bang! He say he wouldn’t leave me, but he’s gone and what if someone shoot at Takeshi??”
Viral didn’t see how this would possibly help him but he was going to go with it anyway, seeing how he didn’t have anything better to do. The most he would do would be go back to the base, sit around and wait for Aito or Vegeta to see him again. Just because he had been told he had freedom didn’t mean he knew what to do with it. He had never been taught what to do when there was no war, no conflicts and nothing of important to protect. Nobody needed his protecting anymore, anyway, everyone was fully capable of looking after themselves. Landing where he wanted to be he only took one quick look around before he started smashing with the hammer, swinging it around using both hands as he continued his assault on the building. It was aggravating that he couldn’t find anything better to do other than toss this hammer around while a bunch of ungrateful aliens sat outside when this was their job. He just wanted this done with, but he still couldn’t help but smash the hammer on the same place every so often just to make sure the chunks were completely crunched into dust.
Shu was pretty scared, he hadn’t heard such a loud bang like that and what was worse was it continued, sounding out like gunfire. He was scared of guns, everyone in his clan was and that still passed on to him today. Frowning when Yumi let go of him and went off to try and find Takeshi and Viral Shu looked up at T’charrl before turning to June who spoke to him, staring at her before making a quick glance to her hand. “Oooohhh…but Takeshi gone! Left me behind…what if forever today? Noisy bang! He say he wouldn’t leave me, but he’s gone and what if someone shoot at Takeshi??”
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