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Post by CreamCrow on Nov 26, 2017 10:59:05 GMT -5
OoC :: Ah, any particular reason you have to?
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Post by Fire on Cloud Nine on Nov 26, 2017 11:01:05 GMT -5
OOC: Yeah it's pretty here, very different to home, and I bet America too. Lots of restaurants and tourist shops.XD
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Post by Fire on Cloud Nine on Nov 26, 2017 11:02:22 GMT -5
OOC: Ah sorry Smore, that must have been horrible.
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Post by CreamCrow on Nov 26, 2017 11:03:08 GMT -5
OoC :: That's awesome. Are you enjoying it there?
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Post by ๐โ๐๐ ๐ฃ๐ on Nov 26, 2017 11:12:13 GMT -5
OOC Church, my church is super early right now and itโs ugh...
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Post by Fire on Cloud Nine on Nov 26, 2017 11:15:01 GMT -5
OOC: I'm sick...again, but I am enjoying it so far. I have to admit though, maybe we were here a bit too long, cause I'm craving home again.XX
Yeah that would be annoying Smore, maybe tonight you can get a proper sleep I hope.
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Post by CreamCrow on Nov 26, 2017 11:15:01 GMT -5
OoC :: Ah drat. I can kinda understand that.
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Post by CreamCrow on Nov 26, 2017 11:22:30 GMT -5
OoC :: Oh no! Sick again, that sucks! I hope you get better soon.
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Post by Fire on Cloud Nine on Nov 26, 2017 11:24:58 GMT -5
OOC: Thanks Creamy. It's fine, not as bad this time thankfully just a sore throat and runny nose.XD
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Post by ๐โ๐๐ ๐ฃ๐ on Nov 26, 2017 11:25:33 GMT -5
OOC Hereโs hoping.
Also, sorry youโre sick!
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Post by CreamCrow on Nov 26, 2017 11:26:40 GMT -5
OoC :: Ah, well at least that part is kinda good.
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Post by Fire on Cloud Nine on Nov 26, 2017 11:33:41 GMT -5
OOC: Yeah, it's just more annoying then anything. Thanks though guys!
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Post by ๐โ๐๐ ๐ฃ๐ on Nov 26, 2017 13:05:53 GMT -5
OOC Sorry for poofing!
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Post by anormallife on Nov 26, 2017 13:23:07 GMT -5
(Hello everyone c: )
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Post by CreamCrow on Nov 26, 2017 22:20:35 GMT -5
OoC :: The started I meant to get up earlier, Smore.
IC :: "You damn fool, you idiot. Did you really need to throw away that sample, it was actually worth something. Unlike you apparently," Wesley said, his hand to his forehead. His eyes were closed in irritation, face wrinkled with an annoyance as soon as Michael walked into the room with an amused face. "It could have been used for something else-"
"I apologize, but I had to make a point. You can claim it was a rash decision, a stupid mistake, however I created that weapon and I have all rights to destroy it. Any type of cure for it was very unneeded. Anyone currently affected by it is allowed to die, and in the case anyone valuable caught the disease, which is unlikely with the fact anyone valuable wouldn't willingly take the disease, it was fine," Michael responded calmly with. He found it amusing how his father was reacting, though he couldn't help but feel something was off.
The older glared, before he motioned for Cero, "B5, tell me, what name do you call yourself by nowadays?" Cero answered. "Right. Cero, if you wouldn't mind, gather anyone missing in here. Cyrus, you are coming with me, I would like to talk to you. None of you are to listen to my son currently, and I would prefer you all stay in here until I come back, understand?"
The bird looked over to Michael who simply nodded, the amused face not leaving anytime soon. "You've always been a little extreme. I don't suppose you are looking for something while keeping us in here,"
"Of course not. I already know where it is, I have other plans at the moment. I wish to talk to your little, uninvited guest first," Wesley responded, moving towards the exit of the room, not even a glance at his son again. Cyrus followed him quickly as Cero left the room and moved in an opposite direction.
Wesley could practically see the drop of Michael's face without needing to see it. He could also guess his son started after, but nobody came out. Wesley assumed his workers did as he asked, he was glad to have hired them. He was already moving to the cell Norman was placed, thankfully not that far away. As the pair moved, Cyrus was talking to Wesley about the information gathered.
When they reached the cell, the crow fell silent as Wesley opened and entered, leaving the door wide open. "Hello. I here you are the one causing Michael problems. For one I must say, I am quite glad about that. Two, I'd like to talk to you. Of course, I would like to know the name you choose to go by."
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Post by ๐โ๐๐ ๐ฃ๐ on Nov 26, 2017 22:29:44 GMT -5
OOC Nice, Iโll get a reply up.
Also, Ano, Iโm not entirely sure how to start with Winslow.
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Post by CreamCrow on Nov 26, 2017 22:29:58 GMT -5
OoC :: Got it!
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Post by ๐โ๐๐ ๐ฃ๐ on Nov 26, 2017 22:33:42 GMT -5
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IC Norman, at the moment, may have been trying to pry the locked door open when Wesley opened it and he instantly backed up on wobbly feet, falling down flat on his bottom. He blinked, surprised to see someone else there, And still not quite caught up to things, and with mask still temporarily off, he just sat there dumbly for a few seconds before he slowly answered. โ...Norman, I go by Norman,โ he finally said, snapping out of his previous surprise as he quickly got up, dusting off his clothes. โ...I didnโt think Iโd be getting anymore visitors after the she-demon.โ
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Post by CreamCrow on Nov 26, 2017 22:38:27 GMT -5
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IC :: "Ah, so Buibui did leave. She'll go back to Michael one way or another, it should be fine. I hadn't expected to be visiting anyone today though. Norman, okay," Wesley nodded, looking over the squirrel. Right, he recalled how he got the red squirrel hybrid. It was in a deal with that man, all fine. "I hear from Cyrus you are quite intelligent, catch onto things quickly, correct?"
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Post by ๐โ๐๐ ๐ฃ๐ on Nov 26, 2017 22:45:55 GMT -5
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IC Norman looked at him warily, nodding his head. โYeah, you could say that. Itโs probably the only reason Iโve survived this long, actually,โ he said, not letting his guard down as he watched Wesley, so he was that guy, definitely old enough to be one of the original scientists, and Norman was nearly certain that he was, which made him even more hesitant to trust him, or even let his guard down around him.
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Post by CreamCrow on Nov 26, 2017 22:57:17 GMT -5
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IC :: "Interesting. I'm afraid I am currently too impatient to make sure it is true, but I will believe it. My name is Wesley Hartington, and today is your lucky day." Wesley said moving into the cell a little more. "You attempted to take a sample of the disease, correct? You planned to make a cure. What caused you to?" He asked as if it was a normal conversation jump. He recalled Cyrus explaining that he did not believe Norman would be agreeable to working for him. It would be unfortunate considering the ability Norman seemingly had as others explained, however not drastic.
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Post by ๐โ๐๐ ๐ฃ๐ on Nov 26, 2017 23:00:08 GMT -5
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IC Norman slowly took a step forward, keeping an eye on the door and on Wesley. โPeople are dying, I wanted to help, Iโm not the kind of person to stand there while people are dying, isnโt that enough?โ He questioned, keeping himself at a safe distance. โ...Also, what did you mean by โlucky day?โ Because so far, this day has been one crap fest after another,โ he informed, arms folded and clearly not amused by it all. He didnโt know what to think of Wesley right now, but he could already tell he was dangerous, more dangerous than Michael.
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Post by CreamCrow on Nov 26, 2017 23:04:40 GMT -5
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IC :: Wesley let out an exasperated sigh. "God, no. It is not enough. Somebody specific had to be infected that caused you to go to such lengths to get a sample to help with a cure. Otherwise, it could have been taken a lot slower and more carefully. The fact you came here indicates someone close to you got infected, and I would rather know who instead of playing a game of giving me the least information possible," Wesley said. "It will be your lucky day as long as I get this small information, as you will no longer need to try and escape as you were doing when I entered."
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Post by ๐โ๐๐ ๐ฃ๐ on Nov 26, 2017 23:09:22 GMT -5
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IC Norman closed his mouth, looking up at Wesley, yep, definitely more dangerous. Hmmph, he would have to be a bit more careful with this, maybe some truth with some well placed lies, that could work. Time for a change in plans. โ...My brother, he got sick, I couldnโt let him die,โ Norman confessed, figuring he would have to be a bit more agreeable with Wesley than he was with the others. After all, he had no reason to act like a brat at the moment, in fact, if he was going to play his cards right, he wanted to get on this guyโs good side.
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Post by CreamCrow on Nov 26, 2017 23:20:48 GMT -5
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IC :: He dipped his head lightly. "Thank you. I suppose that makes the absolute sense then. Shame, I rather liked the four of you. Which is a good thing I suppose. Now, you are going to follow me, and if worse comes to worse you will side with me." With the information Wesley had, Cero would not defend Michael, however Buibui no doubt would. If only the spider weren't so stupid and bloodthirsty, Wesley would consider re-hiring her. Norman on his side though was more of an assurance the twins would stay out of it. Though it was possible they would choose to stay out of it anyway, Wesley currently preferred a much more solid way, and if he was correct, the twins had more trust in Norman despite previous relations than they did Wesley. "You can fake it, of course, as I don't expect you have any loyalty to me whatsoever. But do this and you will be free from this dreaded place. Agree?"
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Post by ๐โ๐๐ ๐ฃ๐ on Nov 26, 2017 23:24:59 GMT -5
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IC Norman frowned slightly as he talked. He had a feeling whatever was about to happen, probably was going to be bad, but...he needed to get out of here, find some way to make a cure, and...and if he couldnโt, he needed to be there when Ty and Ives...when they....when they died. Norman had come to that conclusion while in his cell, after all, there was no way to make a cure, but he was willing to give it one last try, and if not, then he wanted to be there for them. โAlright, whatever it takes to get out of here,โ Norman decided, not looking up at him as he focused on the path in front of them. He would be compliant here, it was the only good option, and he had a feeling that when whatever was about to happen went down, Wesleyโs side was the place to be.
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Post by CreamCrow on Nov 26, 2017 23:32:13 GMT -5
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IC :: He gave a small smile. "Thank you." He moved out of the cell, not checking to see if Norman was going to follow, as he assumed he would. Cyrus waited behind on the other hand, to ensure he did.
"Smart choice. I told you everything would work out fine," the crow whispered lightly to the squirrel hybrid. "Though, I should warn you. There is a possibility things will not go peacefully. Just in case you are against violence. However, that is the least preferable situation."
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Post by ๐โ๐๐ ๐ฃ๐ on Nov 26, 2017 23:38:57 GMT -5
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IC Norman followed after Wesley without looking back, not even glancing back at Cyrus when he spoke up. โI donโt mind violence. Useless in a fight though, fair warning,โ he said rather simply, eyes locked on the man in front of him. Wesley was...curious, to him. He didnโt seem to beat around the bush and knew what Norman was playing at right off the bat. Which is something neither Buibui or Michael did. He was interesting in the way that Norman could tell that there was a lot more to him than he was currently letting on, but Norman wasnโt around him enough to figure it out. It got those gears going again and suddenly, the need to find out all he could about this practically stranger, had returned. Norman silently has to curse that need when it arose, because it usually landed him in very tricky spots.
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Post by CreamCrow on Nov 26, 2017 23:48:27 GMT -5
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IC :: "He doesn't expect you to fight if that happens. As he stated, he expects no loyalty from you, just the agreement you two made to be kept. Though, fair warning, I don't suggest you try to figure him out. You know, like how you seem to do with everyone," Cyrus suggested lightly before they made a turn into the main room.
Michael was standing across the room with lips thin, his previously amused face completely vanished. Next to her, and somewhat behind, where Buibui and Cero, the former of the two glaring daggers at those who entered.The twins were off to the side, with the two small children guarding them. As the three entered, the shifter in the room curiously glanced to Norman, although worry was still obvious in his eyes as well.
"I see you allowed W5 outside of his current cell, I don't remember agreeing to that," Michael spoke. Wesley grinned at the sight of the silver case just behind him. "After all, he attempted to steal from me at this place. I find it disagreeable you would do that."
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Post by ๐โ๐๐ ๐ฃ๐ on Nov 26, 2017 23:55:17 GMT -5
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IC Norman paused for a second to look back at Cyrus, about to ask why, when they entered the area with everyone else and he thought better of it, instead, he straightened his posture, moved to stand slightly behind and beside Wesley and focused on Michael instead of the others. โItโs Norman, actually, and if you donโt mind me saying, it seems to me you donโt really get much of a say of where I go, which I think I definitely prefer,โ he told him, figuring he could at least get something in before Wesley took over, after that, heโd move to the side lines, speak when needed. Believe it or not, he could be good at that.
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