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Post by Armageddidn't on Sept 23, 2017 0:04:22 GMT -5
Shadow nodded.
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Post by Samandriel on Sept 23, 2017 0:05:47 GMT -5
Ino shook her head and leaped into his arms, eyes tesring up. "Don't leave me." She whispered.
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Post by Armageddidn't on Sept 23, 2017 0:06:37 GMT -5
Shadow cradled her and rocked back and forth.
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Post by evil kitty cakes on Sept 23, 2017 0:12:14 GMT -5
Iznaga took in the environment and said "There are goals I can achieve only in this city." he replied simply. The veiled woman clasped her fingers together, her eyes somehow looking severe and curious at the same time. "What are these 'goals'?"
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Post by Deleted on Sept 23, 2017 0:14:53 GMT -5
"There's a treasure that I can only obtain by coming here. I say treasure but it only has real value to me." Iznaga said cryptically.
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Post by evil kitty cakes on Sept 23, 2017 0:56:56 GMT -5
[back]
The woman nodded slowly, thinking. "Vic would not have brought you before me for naught. Are you interested in joining my underground organization, or is there some way that we may benefit one another?" Her green eyes glistened.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 23, 2017 1:03:04 GMT -5
"If you are willing to provide me with help to recover the 'treasure' , I would be more than willing to work for you." he said.
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Post by evil kitty cakes on Sept 23, 2017 1:09:22 GMT -5
"Mmm... I do not allow just anyone to work for me. What sort of skills do you possess?" She questioned further.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 23, 2017 1:15:35 GMT -5
Iznaga's eyes turned red and five black wedge shaped marks appeared around his pupil. "My eyes put whoever looks into them in an illusion. They also greatly increase my reflexes." he said and his eyes turned back to their normal state.
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Post by evil kitty cakes on Sept 23, 2017 1:27:45 GMT -5
Circe nodded but she hardly seemed impressed. The man's powers were interesting, but nothing spectacular in her book. "Very well." She pressed a button somewhere on her desk and spoke an unusual language into the intercom. It sounded like instructions. A minute later, the goth-looking girl from earlier stepped into the room with them accompanied by two more hooded figures. She dipped her head to Circe in respect.
[I'm going to assume he already told her his name, to make things easier]
"Midnyte, you shall accompany this man and assist him in his endeavors. Afterward, you shall return here and give a full report."
The girl didn't appear too happy about it but she feigned a smile, "Of course. Anything you need, Madam Circe."
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Post by Deleted on Sept 23, 2017 1:30:52 GMT -5
Iznaga looked at Circe and at Midnyte. He gave a curt bow and said " I'll make my leave now if you don't mind."
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Post by Armageddidn't on Sept 23, 2017 1:33:22 GMT -5
((Iznaga, if you want, Error's still out there.)
Error sat on a roof, stalking his prey. The silver haired kid had no idea.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 23, 2017 1:35:22 GMT -5
Sure. I have some things in mind for my other character anyways.)) Indra walked down the streets looking around and observing the people around him.
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Post by Armageddidn't on Sept 23, 2017 1:36:58 GMT -5
Error was watching Silver, and Silver didn't know.
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Post by evil kitty cakes on Sept 23, 2017 1:42:16 GMT -5
"As you wish." Circe's expression was unreadable.
Midnyte smiled at her boss again and opened the door for Iznaga. As she turned away from her boss her expression slipped back to its usual apathetic one.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 23, 2017 1:44:40 GMT -5
Iznaga proceeded to walk towards the entrance to the base without waiting for Midnyte.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 23, 2017 1:45:44 GMT -5
Indra kept walking and eventually saw Error. He paused and continued to watch him,
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Post by Armageddidn't on Sept 23, 2017 1:47:05 GMT -5
Error tapped Silver on the shoulder with a string and pulled t back. Silver looked back, and there was nothing there.
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Post by evil kitty cakes on Sept 23, 2017 1:47:55 GMT -5
Midnyte, for her short stature, had no trouble keeping up. She wore black combat boots but they hardly made a sound as she strode after Iznaga.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 23, 2017 1:48:22 GMT -5
Indra kept watching waiting for the perfect moment to strike.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 23, 2017 1:49:50 GMT -5
Iznaga reached the elevator and waited for Midnyte and asked her ."What abilities do you possess?"
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Post by Armageddidn't on Sept 23, 2017 1:50:36 GMT -5
Silver felt another tap. He looked around, but no one was there.
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Post by evil kitty cakes on Sept 23, 2017 1:54:48 GMT -5
"Mine are mostly magic based. I can heal, among other things... Circe has taught me a whole lot."
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Post by Deleted on Sept 23, 2017 1:59:27 GMT -5
"I see." Iznaga said ad the elevator reached the top floor. He walked out and kept walking until they were outside of the bar. "I have somewhere I need to stop first. You should prepare some equipment. The place we need to go is a few days outside of town."
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Post by Deleted on Sept 23, 2017 2:00:20 GMT -5
I have to get off. Ill be on tomorrow though.))
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Post by evil kitty cakes on Sept 23, 2017 2:05:12 GMT -5
Midnyte nodded and said nothing, but she did smirk when he suggested getting equipment. "Where should we meet?"
[alrighty]
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Post by Samandriel on Sept 23, 2017 6:10:10 GMT -5
Shadow cradled her and rocked back and forth. (good boy, shadow!) Ino sat there for a good while, trying to calm down but unable to. It had been years since she let any of her emotions show, and now they all flowed put as one.
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Post by Armageddidn't on Sept 23, 2017 12:37:00 GMT -5
Shadow kissed the top of her head.
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Post by Samandriel on Sept 23, 2017 12:39:21 GMT -5
That seemed to quicken the pace at which she calmed down. When she could finally speak, it was between sniffles. "S-Shadow.. You're so pure sometimes..."
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Post by Armageddidn't on Sept 23, 2017 12:46:59 GMT -5
((I mean, he's based off of a video game character known for being an adorable pure cinnamon roll.))
Shadow slipped off his black hoodie for a bit, revealing a wolf shirt and a huge scar underneath. The scar ran up his left arm.
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