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Post by tinybreeze on Apr 9, 2017 9:37:01 GMT -5
That voice... it was the same one from when he had first entered the museum. It was Sable's. Quote wasn't sure if they could trust him, but if he was correct, then it would all be over. And Hanna would be sent home. "Well, let's do it," he said with a sigh, stomping on a small flame. There wasn't any time to waste.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 9, 2017 12:26:28 GMT -5
--cato phoenix Kuragehime"Yeah," Buck said with a nod, glancing at his companions before beginning to head towards the doors, "come on, let's go." He was hugging his midsection again, nervously, as he headed towards the light emitting from the entrance to the museum. Apparently being dead didn't stop your stomach from bubbling when you were scared of something. --- mintedstar/fur KuragehimeSo, if they walked out the door they had just come through, they would get to where AIDAN and the people fighting him were at? That was weird, like they were gonna teleport or something. She didn't know what to make of that, so she stayed silent as she ran her thin fingers over the spines of the books. Tugging at one and feeling it slip into her hand a bit before she put it back, she found that they were indeed real. Mike didn't have this many books. She glanced over her shoulder at the others for a moment, and then yawned. Sable was scary, but she wanted to go now. --- mintedstar/fur[[ okay! ]] "Can you talk?" The Doctor asked, watching the thing as it blinked, moving by itself. It wasn't the first time he'd dealt with a copy of himself, and he was arguably not as freaked out as he should've been by it. Now, the thing was silent for a moment, turning its head to one side, and The Doctor was pretty sure that that was a no, but then it said, slowly, in his voice, "I can talk." It then moved, cautiously reaching out and feeling at the real Doctor's blazer without any prompting at all, brow furrowed. "What are you?" The Doctor asked, letting it, though he was ready to spring away. There was silence, again, as the thing glanced over at the others, and then said, "I'm a replication droid, and you're The Doctor. He's The Master, that's Oliver, and that's Myrnin." It pointed as it spoke, at each of the men. |
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Post by Auransky on Apr 9, 2017 13:13:02 GMT -5
Lelouch made his way through the muesium, he went in the direction away from the fire as Sable noted. Yet from time the time he couldn't help but glance behind him with curiosity looming in his violet eyes. The humane part of him was telling him to relax, and enjoy death because his entire bucket list had been completed. Yet the logic in him was screaming to put out that fire, because it would later conflict with his humane side.
He stopped in a room, to look around. There was a lot of antiques things of past day, and a few things he didn't recognize. It was going to be a fascinating experience, to gain ever flowing knowledge.
But if the fire continues, then everything will be destroyed and their will be nothing to study.. He bit his lower lip, stomping the ground once, before turning his head from the direction he came.
Questions hitting him from left and right.
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Post by mintedstar/fur on Apr 9, 2017 15:43:48 GMT -5
tinybreeze Kuragehime broken Lark"What happens to AIDAN?" Hanna asked, coughing as soon as she opened her mouth. Her finger jerked a little, almost hitting the button. There was no answer from Sable, but Hanna already thought she knew the answer. "No. Not happening." The virus ate another line of text, starting to destroy her work. "I won, Sable. Let us out of here." Silence. "Your rules never said kill! It said defeat. LET US GO!" The virus stopped eating the text, as if it was waiting for Sable to say something. Finally... "Congratulations, Hanna-Kady Grant." The computer fell to the ground, the lines of text disappearing as if they never existed. Hanna had just disappeared, leaving nothing behind but Oliver's phone (now without the added wires). The loudspeakers crackled a little, then Sable just said, "Testing, testing. We are back online!" Then, the only sound was the fire, slowly eating away at the museum.
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Post by mintedstar/fur on Apr 9, 2017 15:45:14 GMT -5
(Also Mint, you have Oliver open, right? Or can I throw Snake in with Sally and Lulu? If no one cares, of course) (Oliver's with Myrnin, the Doctor, and the Master. Though considering his personality he might wonder off. I don't mind you throwing Snake in with Sally and Lulu.  Go right ahead.) |
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Post by tinybreeze on Apr 9, 2017 15:55:38 GMT -5
Quote could only watch as the laptop fell to the floor. Hanna had left. They had won. But what about AIDAN? Quote looked around, but the only things he could see were smoke and burning objects. He'd have to worry about that later. The museum was on fire. "Is there any way to put this out?" he shouted over the crackling flames. The fire wasn't completely out of control, but the smoke would be an issue for everyone else.
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Post by mintedstar/fur on Apr 9, 2017 15:59:45 GMT -5
@bolderpelt
"That. Is. Very. Creepy," said Myrnin, a little freaked out that it knew his name. "Please tell me a 'replication droid' isn't dangerous," he added. The vampires eyes did spark with interest and he leaned forward, trying to see the copy of the Doctor in more detail. Clearly he wasn't freaked out enough not to be curious about anything new that turned up in his world.
Oliver, though he was inwardly a little unnerved, kept a bored expression on his face. This wasn't the oddest thing he had seen in his long life. He did, also, find a touch of humor in it. It was a really odd situation to view, at the very least. His gaze wandered over to the Master to see what he thought of all this.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 9, 2017 16:06:01 GMT -5
"I'm not dangerous," the droid said with an indignant huff, turning to study Myrnin. The only inhuman, or, well, in-Time Lord characteristic about it was the slight mechanical nature of its eyes, like you could see tiny mechanisms turning behind them. "Replication droids make copies of other things in order to help. It's my directive." It smiled a bit sheepishly, glancing up at The Doctor, who still seemed tense, though he said, looking to Myrnin:
"If it's in its programming to not attack us, then it won't. Right, me?"
"Right!"
Meanwhile, The Master met Oliver's gaze. He didn't know why he was looking at him of all people. Stare at the droid, for Rassilon's sake! But, he humored him, well, humored himself, and said with a snarky smile, "Two of them. That's good for me, at least." |
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Post by mintedstar/fur on Apr 9, 2017 16:40:11 GMT -5
@bolderpelt
Oliver looked a the Master for a couple extra seconds, eyes completely mystified, before shaking his head slowly. "You confuse me," he stated, before turning his gaze back to the two Doctors.
It was his own fault for drawing attention to himself.
"But who programmed it?" pointed out Myrnin. He was reminded, like he was haunted, of Ada. He never really felt safe around intelligent machines, if that was what this droid thing was.
He wondered if it could copy anyone, and what the rules were. Was it proximity to the object, or was it by choice.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 9, 2017 17:35:33 GMT -5
"I came here programmed," it informed simply, tilting its head to one side as it turned its cool gaze back to Myrnin, "I do not know who programmed me, however."
The Doctor shrugged, and then asked one of the questions on Myrnin's mind, "Are you copying me because you want to?"
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Post by mintedstar/fur on Apr 9, 2017 19:02:02 GMT -5
"I came here programmed," it informed simply, tilting its head to one side as it turned its cool gaze back to Myrnin, "I do not know who programmed me, however."
The Doctor shrugged, and then asked one of the questions on Myrnin's mind, "Are you copying me because you want to?"
"No," it replied, "it is because you wanted me to copy you." "That's an interesting thought!" said Myrnin, leaning forward again. "Think it can copy me?" "No," said Oliver. "He's bad enough," he said, nodding in the direction of the Doctor. "Having two of you might kill me." The Master would probably be over-joyed at the prospect of your death, thought Myrnin, once again chuckling. A small thought in the back of his mind added to the joke. Myrnin was older than Oliver, and a lot more powerful. Oliver just had more control. It would be interesting to see if the droid would gain Myrnin's powers. Myrnin wondered if there was a way to test it out with Oliver interfering. |
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Post by Deleted on Apr 9, 2017 19:58:21 GMT -5
[[ what do you think myrnin and oliver look like? i'm trying to picture them in my head. ]]
"I can," the droid replied, and within a moment, in a glowing light, there was another Myrnin standing there, blinking and looking at its own hands for a moment before striding over to the vampire, checking him out like it had The Doctor, feeling at his clothes and such. "You are a vampire," it informed nonchalantly, finally stepping back and glancing over at Oliver, and then over at The Master, now that it was closer to the two of them too, taking them in. |
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Post by broken on Apr 9, 2017 20:56:11 GMT -5
tinybreeze KuragehimeNoé watched the computer and phone fall to the ground, a little surprised about what had happened. "So this is how the game is?" He mumbled to himself, quickly picking up Oliver's phone, though it probably wouldn't be much help. He quickly pocketed it before turning toward Quote. "Yeah, I was going to throw my coat on top of it to try to smother it, but now that I think about it, it might make it worse." The vampire shrugged, covering his nose and mouth again as he quickly began searching around for anything that could stop the fire. "Water would work, if where do we find it?" -- (Alright, thanks Mint :3) mintedstar/fur AuranskyThe hybrid had heard footsteps going down the hallway, and of course, he decided to follow. At least whoever it was was making their way away from the fire because he really didn't want to deal with that. Soon, Snake stopped in the middle of a hallway that led to the room the guy was in. The footsteps had stopped and he could see the person in front of him. He took a few cautious steps forward, softly translating one of his snakes as it hissed, "hello. Are you new around here? Asks Oscar."
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Post by mintedstar/fur on Apr 9, 2017 20:56:57 GMT -5
@bolderpelt (Here's my headcannon of Myrnin (at least his hair. I forgot some key points in each picture. >.< ):  From the back:  To be noted, he often times wears Hawaiian shirts and bunny slippers (the bunny slippers have felt pointy teeth). His cloths are usually a mismatch, sometimes coupling cloths from the 1600s with 21st century cloths. I haven't drawn Oliver yet, so my image of him isn't as strong. Here's what he looks in the movie and what he looked like as a human. I see him as closer to how he looked as the historical figure, Oliver Cromwell, than how he's portrayed in the movie: Movie:  Historical figure, Oliver Cromwell:  He's described as looking as being in his late thirties and usually as 'dressing like a hippy'. ) "I already knew that," said Myrnin. But the tone of his voice was nearly laughable. It sounded amazed and like a child who'd just found a present. His eyes were alight as he studied himself. Was his hair really that long? His eyes flashed red as he wondered whether powers could be replicated. The expression on Oliver's face was unreadable. "There used to be only one pair of those slippers in the world," he muttered. "The world isn't ready for another." Secretly, he was wary, thinking the same as Myrnin. All he needed was for this droid to have Myrnin's powers. With control, without being crazy and out of control... the ability to break another's will mentally, move even faster than a normal vampire, telepathic communication, and who knows what else. He probably doesn't even know the full extent of his own powers, because he only had that type of control when the prototype of that ray-gun was used on him. Same with myself. Only then we aren't even close to acting human.Myrnin had had it the worse. Oliver had at least shown some control. But when Myrnin had been in control of his full powers he'd been scary and people had died. |
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Post by Auransky on Apr 9, 2017 21:18:10 GMT -5
broken mintedstar/furLelouch continued his astonishment of exploring the rooms full of items. Some dull, others more appreciative in its timne. Yet no matter how boring it seemed, it surely excited as seen in his violet eyes. He knelt down against a case of what appeared to be baseball cards, quite a bit mint edition. Surely something valued throughout time. It was only when footsteps followed by a new voice, caught his attention that he turned to face the newcomer. He blinked inspecting Snake, and his well...snakes. Slowly meeting the man to the eye, with his calm violet gaze. Being asked if he was new he simply nodded. "Indeed I am, I do hope I am not, interrupting where I shouldn't." He apologized right off the bat.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 9, 2017 21:29:24 GMT -5
[[ ah, nice. a lot of people seem to headcanon myrnin as looking like the tenth doctor, from doctor who, actually. haha.
i also found out that this version of the master is showing up this season, and i'm lit. he's the man. ]]
"Yes, I know," the droid replied to Myrnin, simply, "your bunny slippers are... quite comfortable." It smirked, wiggling its feet back and forth, hands in its pockets. It seemed to be able to pick up on mannerisms and some bits of personality, as well as base information from the brain of what it copied. Very advanced stuff, well, as the two Time Lords in the room might know, of course.
"Can you read our minds?" The Master asked, dragging out the 's' as he watched the droid stand there, toe tapping as he leaned in.
"Yes, I can retrieve a base level of information from any entity," the thing confirmed, nodding once. |
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Post by mintedstar/fur on Apr 9, 2017 22:03:07 GMT -5
Auransky broken Sally followed after the same and finally the smoke cleared enough for her to see that is was someone with a bunch of snakes. He'd just turned into a room. Carefully, she approached. "Um, hello?" she asked, just entering hearing range as Lelouch finished speaking his apology. Sally scanned the two people. Well, two people and a couple of snakes. "Hello," she said, eyebrow raising a little.
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Post by Auransky on Apr 9, 2017 22:11:25 GMT -5
mintedstar/fur brokenLelouch turned his attention from Snake, over to Sally. So there is other people here too, huh? He smiled, his calm demeaner illuminating his Violet gaze. "Why hello there." He cheerfully stated. "I'm guessing you are a guest in this fine world of knowledge?" He asked in most interest and at the same time excitement.
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Post by mintedstar/fur on Apr 9, 2017 22:35:33 GMT -5
[[ ah, nice. a lot of people seem to headcanon myrnin as looking like the tenth doctor, from doctor who, actually. haha.
i also found out that this version of the master is showing up this season, and i'm lit. he's the man. ]]
"Yes, I know," the droid replied to Myrnin, simply, "your bunny slippers are... quite comfortable." It smirked, wiggling its feet back and forth, hands in its pockets. It seemed to be able to pick up on mannerisms and some bits of personality, as well as base information from the brain of what it copied. Very advanced stuff, well, as the two Time Lords in the room might know, of course.
"Can you read our minds?" The Master asked, dragging out the 's' as he watched the droid stand there, toe tapping as he leaned in.
"Yes, I can retrieve a base level of information from any entity," the thing confirmed, nodding once. (How'd you find that out? XD Next I'll have to actually look up what the tenth Doctor looks like...Ah, yes, looked him up. Surprisingly they do. O.O Either that, or they headcannon him looking like a guy with long black hair.) (That's cool. :3 Something tells me someone wants to watch the next season already.) "Oh! Oh!" said Myrnin, hopping up and down a little, with his hand in the air like an excited school child. "Turn into the Master next!" "No," said Oliver. "Absolutely not. I can't deal with two of him. I can't deal with one of him." Myrnin put his hand down, pouting. The vampire was a scientist, so he could also tell that this was pretty advanced technology. Though maybe it wasn't all technology... Hummm... At the mention of mind reading Oliver growled. "Get out of my head." He didn't like mind reading. It wasn't in his interests if some people actually found out he didn't completely hate them. |
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Post by Kuragehime on Apr 9, 2017 23:01:27 GMT -5
Mint and stranger:
Kagura turned around to look at the door. "Whoa, an Anywhere Door... just wait til I tell Gin about this," she said to herself, giggling a little. She looked to Conan and Eleven. "Should we go through?" she asked.
Sorry it's short >_<]]
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Arlo and stranger:
"I really hope so," Nyx said to Arlo. He gave a nod and followed after Buck. "This is going to be interesting," he said with a sarcastic laugh. It was almost funny, he thought, that now it felt like he was dreading going through the museum more than he dreaded facing his traitorous commander. At least in here it was a somewhat safer environment... he hoped.
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broken, tiny, lark:
Zoro was silent for a moment, starting at the laptop that had fallen to the ground. A nice breath of smoke shook his out of it and he coughed a few times. He untied the bandana from his arm and tied it so it was covering his nose and mouth before looking to Noe and Quote. "I'd say good luck to finding any water here," he said, his voice muffled by the cloth. "It might just be better to leave the area." He had nothing on him that would help put out the fire, swords definitely wouldn't do much. The most he could do was stamp out the little flames with his boots.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 9, 2017 23:14:57 GMT -5
[[ ah, nice. a lot of people seem to headcanon myrnin as looking like the tenth doctor, from doctor who, actually. haha.
i also found out that this version of the master is showing up this season, and i'm lit. he's the man. ]]
"Yes, I know," the droid replied to Myrnin, simply, "your bunny slippers are... quite comfortable." It smirked, wiggling its feet back and forth, hands in its pockets. It seemed to be able to pick up on mannerisms and some bits of personality, as well as base information from the brain of what it copied. Very advanced stuff, well, as the two Time Lords in the room might know, of course.
"Can you read our minds?" The Master asked, dragging out the 's' as he watched the droid stand there, toe tapping as he leaned in.
"Yes, I can retrieve a base level of information from any entity," the thing confirmed, nodding once. (How'd you find that out? XD Next I'll have to actually look up what the tenth Doctor looks like...Ah, yes, looked him up. Surprisingly they do. O.O Either that, or they headcannon him looking like a guy with long black hair.) (That's cool. :3 Something tells me someone wants to watch the next season already.) "Oh! Oh!" said Myrnin, hopping up and down a little, with his hand in the air like an excited school child. "Turn into the Master next!" "No," said Oliver. "Absolutely not. I can't deal with two of him. I can't deal with one of him." Myrnin put his hand down, pouting. The vampire was a scientist, so he could also tell that this was pretty advanced technology. Though maybe it wasn't all technology... Hummm... At the mention of mind reading Oliver growled. "Get out of my head." He didn't like mind reading. It wasn't in his interests if some people actually found out he didn't completely hate them. [[ i looked myrnin up on google before i asked you 
and yes, yes i do. thankfully it's out this saturday. ]]
"I am not reading your mind," the droid informed Oliver, already changing, glow emitting, hair turning blonde, and clothes growing ragged as a carbon copy of The Master appeared, "I am reading his, however."
The Time Lord looked himself up and down, smiling. "Doctor, does this remind you of the time when-" he began, only to be cut off by the other man, who said in exasperation:
"I don't know which time you're referring to, but I can assure you that I don't want to talk about it or think about it at this moment." He wasn't up for more old-memory-sharing at this time.
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Post by mintedstar/fur on Apr 10, 2017 0:08:08 GMT -5
[[ i looked myrnin up on google before i asked you
and yes, yes i do. thankfully it's out this saturday. ]]
"I am not reading your mind," the droid informed Oliver, already changing, glow emitting, hair turning blonde, and clothes growing ragged as a carbon copy of The Master appeared, "I am reading his, however."
The Time Lord looked himself up and down, smiling. "Doctor, does this remind you of the time when-" he began, only to be cut off by the other man, who said in exasperation:
"I don't know which time you're referring to, but I can assure you that I don't want to talk about it or think about it at this moment." He wasn't up for more old-memory-sharing at this time.
(Sneaky. ) (And, if it's released all at once, you'll have it finished by Sunday.) Oliver groaned. Myrnin rolled his eyes. Interesting. What's it like in the Master's head? wondered Myrnin. Oliver had a sneaking suspicion he'd rather not know what was going on in the Time Lords head. The grumpy vampire's gaze shifted to the Doctor, wondering if they were going to hang around here all day. He hoped not. This had never really interested him to begin with, so what was the point of having the droid switch from person to person. Myrnin, however, could have been interested in this stuff all day. If there was such a thing as day or night in this place. "So, I had wondered, can you mimic powers?" |
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Post by Kuragehime on Apr 10, 2017 0:23:44 GMT -5
xD]] I'm gonna have to be careful not to give out any spoilers now xD]] "I see, I know quite a few people like that," Aizen murmured with a light chuckle. "So someone from your world is here, I wonder if anyone from my own are here as well. I doubt it, I have not felt the presence of any other shinigami here just yet." He took a few steps and then stopped, peering back at Kid. "Might I see the map again?" he asked. (I've already spoiled a lot for myself concerning Aizen.) "Gods of death," commented Kid, suddenly very interested. "So that's what you are?" He held out the map without protest, he'd still had it in one hand through most of this. "I don't mean to pry, but you didn't strike me as someone who was a god. You didn't even sound like a super natural spirit either. Just a guy who could do a bit of magic." o: ]] Aizen let out a laugh. It was the hardest he had laughed in quite a while, though he toned it down quickly for the sake of keeping up his facade. Oh how little you know, human. I could eliminate you without even lifting a finger, even with these ridiculous sealing bindings. He took the map from Kid, masking these thoughts with his well-practiced smile and glanced at the thief before answering. "I can assure you, that is certainly what I was. I can do much more than 'a bit of magic', but the opportunity to do so has not yet presented itself," he said. That was all he shared before turning his attention back to the map. His eye flicked from the paper to the lights above them a few times, and after handing it back to Kid Aizen turned down another hallway. |
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Post by mintedstar/fur on Apr 10, 2017 0:46:55 GMT -5
Auransky broken "World of knowledge?" questioned Sally, a little skeptical. Her eyebrow rose higher with concern for this guy's sanity. "The note made it sound more like prison." Her gaze moved to Snake and she was reminded of the Watch's first Medusa. She hoped this guy couldn't turn you to stone if you looked in his eyes.
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Post by Auransky on Apr 10, 2017 0:56:48 GMT -5
mintedstar/furLelouch nodded, "Why yes off course." He backed himself off. "All these items of old, and new, these vintage, thrifts, sculptures of days before. Things that are lost to humanity through was, and greed. It's all here, either intact, rebuilt, or saved to it's last breath." His violet gaze full of energy at the thought. Of course this guy's sanity was off the charts. Death was an objective in his entire plot since the very beginning. He paused now, "The note." He softly repeated recalling it, then snapped his fingers. "Right that note! Well I don't see too many bad options, as long as you think it through with pros and cons to come to a decision. But-" He paused. "If something is in a hurrying manor, or if someone feels like they are here because their outcome is unjustly then it only makes sense to see it as a prison. Otherwise." A sly smile grew on his face, "Otherwise, enjoy it for what is is. But sure, that doesn't mean it can't turn sour either, just soften and maintain, and all should be well." The Britanian prince shared his inner thoughts with the newcomer. He was going to go into the context of societies training their youth to be prepared to die for battle. But he thought he would save it for a more defensive topic. Or just to prove his point.
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Post by mintedstar/fur on Apr 10, 2017 1:20:20 GMT -5
Auransky brokenSally felt like she was missing something. Or this guy really was insane. Sure, this place seemed to have some pretty cool items, but what good would they be if you were died? On top of that, was what he said confirmation that his death had been just? That he should have died? That sounded pretty harsh and the vampire wondered what this guy's story was. Otherwise, she could fall back on her last statement. He might just be insane. "And...?" she prompted.
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Post by mintedstar/fur on Apr 10, 2017 1:37:24 GMT -5
Kuragehime and @bolderpelt Conan looked between the door and Sable's computer. He didn't think that Sable was going to say anymore and he was right, because a second later the computer screen turned black. Conan shrugged and turned to the door. He stood on tiptoe to turn the handle, then opened to to let in a cloud of smoke. The detective, having not expected that, started coughing at once.
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Post by mintedstar/fur on Apr 10, 2017 1:52:14 GMT -5
o: ]] Aizen let out a laugh. It was the hardest he had laughed in quite a while, though he toned it down quickly for the sake of keeping up his facade. Oh how little you know, human. I could eliminate you without even lifting a finger, even with these ridiculous sealing bindings. He took the map from Kid, masking these thoughts with his well-practiced smile and glanced at the thief before answering. "I can assure you, that is certainly what I was. I can do much more than 'a bit of magic', but the opportunity to do so has not yet presented itself," he said. That was all he shared before turning his attention back to the map. His eye flicked from the paper to the lights above them a few times, and after handing it back to Kid Aizen turned down another hallway. (I skipped ahead a little because I was curious.) Somehow I feel like he's mocking me, thought Kid. Though the only expression he allowed on his face was confusion. I'm starting to get a really bad vibe from this guy...or am I just imagining that? Over thinking?He quietly followed Aizen, at a loss for what to do. Somehow, he felt like he had walked into a situation he couldn't walk out of. "Think we're almost there?" he finally asked, looking down at the map and then back up at the ceiling. He thought they were almost their, but he wasn't to sure. Around them, the museum continued to look neat and orderly. Kid wasn't sure how long they had been walking and wondered what was happening in the other parts of the museum. A radio turned on as he passed it and he nearly jumped out of his skin. |
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Post by Lark on Apr 10, 2017 14:02:42 GMT -5
Tiny, mint, broken, hime:
Windsinger had remained passive at the sight of Hanna leaving the museum. She could be dead or alive, good luck human. We will meet again. He had more preszing matters to attend to so it would be better if he did something useful for once. "Grab onto the nearest thing next to you, its going to be windy!" He alerted the group before breathing in the poluted air around him slowly befors releasing a strong, swift gust of wind near the closest fires around the group.
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Post by tinybreeze on Apr 10, 2017 15:18:23 GMT -5
Quote nodded to Zoro. "Good id-" he began, but was cut off by the dragon's sudden warning. He grabbed onto a slightly-charred pedistal as a gust of wind blew out most of the flames. That had also blown away the smoke... and his hat. Quote was just having bad luck today.
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