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STATUS: The universe cares not for anything. You are but a speck of microscopic dust floating around aimlessly. It does not care for you. Though it might if you treat it to a nice candlelit dinner. 6 yrs ago
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The universe cares not for anything. You are but a speck of microscopic dust floating around aimlessly. It does not care for you. Though it might if you treat it to a nice candlelit dinner.
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*Zeta stares at the can opener in confusion, then hands over the can to Jillian, looking a bit annoyed.*
Zeta: Is there nothing here I understand? God this is annoying...
*She crosses her arms and does her pouty face.*
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*Beatrix tilts her head slightly and tries grabbing John's glass while he's distracted.*
Beatrix: Do go on. I'm not eavesdropping.
Zeta: Is there nothing here I understand? God this is annoying...
*She crosses her arms and does her pouty face.*
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*Beatrix tilts her head slightly and tries grabbing John's glass while he's distracted.*
Beatrix: Do go on. I'm not eavesdropping.
*Zeta frowns at the magic, tilts her head, and tries prying the lid open with her fingers, before she gets hugged.*
Zeta: Oh? Oh have a good sleep Xan!
*She watches her go, then looks back at the can and goes back to trying to open it, to no avail of course.*
Zeta: And... how do you get the food out of it?
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*Beatrx smiles somewhat, and crosses her arms confidently.*
Beatrix: I'm an operative as well, as well as a spy. And when push comes to shove I can be a hacker AND a slasher. I just don't need any fancy shapeshifting ability to do my job.
*She continues looking confident as she pours herself another glass and downs it in one go.*
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*Eustace nods, and, although he keeps his blank face, is glad he's going to get a distraction afterall.*
Eustace: I will require any distraction you deem fit to draw the attention of specific members of the group. Draw their attention when I give the signal. Payment shall be a tenth of your body weight in gold coins upfront, as well as another tenth of your body weight in jewels when the job is over. Is that acceptable?
*His finger runs along the barrel of his rifle as he waits for an answer.*
Zeta: Oh? Oh have a good sleep Xan!
*She watches her go, then looks back at the can and goes back to trying to open it, to no avail of course.*
Zeta: And... how do you get the food out of it?
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*Beatrx smiles somewhat, and crosses her arms confidently.*
Beatrix: I'm an operative as well, as well as a spy. And when push comes to shove I can be a hacker AND a slasher. I just don't need any fancy shapeshifting ability to do my job.
*She continues looking confident as she pours herself another glass and downs it in one go.*
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*Eustace nods, and, although he keeps his blank face, is glad he's going to get a distraction afterall.*
Eustace: I will require any distraction you deem fit to draw the attention of specific members of the group. Draw their attention when I give the signal. Payment shall be a tenth of your body weight in gold coins upfront, as well as another tenth of your body weight in jewels when the job is over. Is that acceptable?
*His finger runs along the barrel of his rifle as he waits for an answer.*
*Zeta stares at the canned food in confusion, seeing as though she's only seen fresh food.*
Zeta: ...but why though? And I'll help with the food making, least I can do to repay you.
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*Beatrix crosses her arms, and with a frown, 'hrmphs'.*
Beatrix: I'm not from this 'Earth' you speak of, I'm from the Phantagrande kingdom. And I am not 'technologically inferior', I just have different... technologies. Bet you don't have a sword that can do what it wants.
*As she says that, she uncrosses her arms enough for her sword to unsheathe itself and float around her head, aiming between John and Nia.*
Beatrix: Now who is this woman, John?
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*The red thing at the portal stops piss-farting around, and turns into a red blob, then heads towards the area with the most meat, which is the room, but it'll probably never get there seeing as how dead this thread is at the moment and probably shall be forever. Sucks balls.*
Zeta: ...but why though? And I'll help with the food making, least I can do to repay you.
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*Beatrix crosses her arms, and with a frown, 'hrmphs'.*
Beatrix: I'm not from this 'Earth' you speak of, I'm from the Phantagrande kingdom. And I am not 'technologically inferior', I just have different... technologies. Bet you don't have a sword that can do what it wants.
*As she says that, she uncrosses her arms enough for her sword to unsheathe itself and float around her head, aiming between John and Nia.*
Beatrix: Now who is this woman, John?
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*The red thing at the portal stops piss-farting around, and turns into a red blob, then heads towards the area with the most meat, which is the room, but it'll probably never get there seeing as how dead this thread is at the moment and probably shall be forever. Sucks balls.*
*Zeta leads them into the kitchen, then starts digging around the cupboards like she usually does when she's hungry.*
Zeta: I can't read this language, what's in here?
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*Beatrix groans, but keeps her hand on her sword-hilt. She doesn't do anything because John seems to trust her, but she doesn't herself.*
Beatrix: All the shapeshifters I've met have been my enemies, and they didn't last long. Don't get on my bad side, 'Nia'.
Zeta: I can't read this language, what's in here?
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*Beatrix groans, but keeps her hand on her sword-hilt. She doesn't do anything because John seems to trust her, but she doesn't herself.*
Beatrix: All the shapeshifters I've met have been my enemies, and they didn't last long. Don't get on my bad side, 'Nia'.
*Zeta notices the smile crack, and feels a bit guilty, but she nods regardless.*
Zeta: It's fine, you can explain it to me later. I'm starved.
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*Beatrix frowns at her sword not penetrating Laura's skin, but forces it to come back and sheathe itself again.*
Beatrix: Start talking before I poke around your body and see where you hurt the most.
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*Somewhere deeeeeeeeeeeeeeep in the woods, a blue sphere of light appears out of nowhere, and completely removes part of a tree, causing it to fall into the tree, again making more of the tree disappear. A regular looking male in what appears to be modern-ish military apparel exits, seemingly panicked. His panic is short lived as something red, and far more sinister/dangerous emerges from the sphere, and promptly tears the man in three, before throwing two pieces of him back into the sphere, leaving the mans midriff behind on the ground which rapidly turns red with blood. The thing 'laughs', and looks back at the sphere, as if waiting for something else to come from it.*
Zeta: It's fine, you can explain it to me later. I'm starved.
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*Beatrix frowns at her sword not penetrating Laura's skin, but forces it to come back and sheathe itself again.*
Beatrix: Start talking before I poke around your body and see where you hurt the most.
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*Somewhere deeeeeeeeeeeeeeep in the woods, a blue sphere of light appears out of nowhere, and completely removes part of a tree, causing it to fall into the tree, again making more of the tree disappear. A regular looking male in what appears to be modern-ish military apparel exits, seemingly panicked. His panic is short lived as something red, and far more sinister/dangerous emerges from the sphere, and promptly tears the man in three, before throwing two pieces of him back into the sphere, leaving the mans midriff behind on the ground which rapidly turns red with blood. The thing 'laughs', and looks back at the sphere, as if waiting for something else to come from it.*
*Zeta stares blankly at Jillian, really not grasping the full extent of what the tower is, but she nods nonetheless.*
Zeta: Rrrrright... Different realities, I will admit this isn't the first time somebody has talked about those. But I still don't understand what it really is.
*She shrugs, but enters the room first, before waiting for Jillian and Xan.*
Zeta: But I do understand what you mean about being the last of your kind. Do good by them.
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*Beatrix smiles, and takes her hand off her sword, and nods.*
Beatrix: True. It isn't my concern. It's his concern.
*She opens her arms out, and, while continuing to smile, her sword pulls itself out of its sheath and flies towards Laura's hand.*
Beatrix: He likes fighting, so he made it is concern.
Zeta: Rrrrright... Different realities, I will admit this isn't the first time somebody has talked about those. But I still don't understand what it really is.
*She shrugs, but enters the room first, before waiting for Jillian and Xan.*
Zeta: But I do understand what you mean about being the last of your kind. Do good by them.
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*Beatrix smiles, and takes her hand off her sword, and nods.*
Beatrix: True. It isn't my concern. It's his concern.
*She opens her arms out, and, while continuing to smile, her sword pulls itself out of its sheath and flies towards Laura's hand.*
Beatrix: He likes fighting, so he made it is concern.
*Zeta frowns, not understanding what Jillian means. She puffs on the cigarette and coughs again, and when she talks her voice is raspy from all the coughing she's been doing.*
Zeta: The White? The Tower? I'm sorry, but I haven't heard of either of those things. Care to explain?
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*Beatrix stands up as well, and moves with John, her hand on her sword hilt.*
Beatrix: John, words please. What is she if she isn't a harmless old lady?
Zeta: The White? The Tower? I'm sorry, but I haven't heard of either of those things. Care to explain?
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*Beatrix stands up as well, and moves with John, her hand on her sword hilt.*
Beatrix: John, words please. What is she if she isn't a harmless old lady?
*Zeta nods, and sighs.*
Zeta: I guess that means you'll be leaving to try to get revenge?
*She doesn't really know what Jillian is feeling, because the only time her 'homeland' was threatened, she went there and kicked ass like a mofo.*
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*Beatrix tilts her head and frowns.*
Beatrix: She looks old. What are you saying?
*She kinda things he's had one too many, so she instead downs another glass in the period of time it takes him to answer.*
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*Eustace's facial expression doesn't change. and he simply nods to the room.*
Eustace: A distraction. Not now. I will pay you half whatever you deem necessary now, and the other half when the job is finished. Do you deem it acceptable?
Zeta: I guess that means you'll be leaving to try to get revenge?
*She doesn't really know what Jillian is feeling, because the only time her 'homeland' was threatened, she went there and kicked ass like a mofo.*
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*Beatrix tilts her head and frowns.*
Beatrix: She looks old. What are you saying?
*She kinda things he's had one too many, so she instead downs another glass in the period of time it takes him to answer.*
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*Eustace's facial expression doesn't change. and he simply nods to the room.*
Eustace: A distraction. Not now. I will pay you half whatever you deem necessary now, and the other half when the job is finished. Do you deem it acceptable?
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