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Post by qυeeɴ oғ ɢнoѕтlιɴɢѕ on Aug 15, 2016 0:00:54 GMT -5
actually i know i said that but i want to get up early before the heat to walk my dog. i just realized the time so I should get sleep]
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Post by Razzle Dazzle on Aug 15, 2016 0:05:28 GMT -5
Ok night ghost! I have to get up early too but I've forfeited my sleep schedule lol
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Post by --cato phoenix on Aug 15, 2016 0:59:57 GMT -5
((Sorry, back now I think))
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Post by Razzle Dazzle on Aug 15, 2016 11:43:25 GMT -5
(I'm here! I've decided to do absolutely nothing today so someone please rp with me lol)
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Post by ®Hawkpath® on Aug 15, 2016 12:06:15 GMT -5
I can rp for a bit I think. )
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Post by Razzle Dazzle on Aug 15, 2016 12:16:53 GMT -5
(cool I'll throw someone in for whoever wants :3)
Zacharie blinked into the living room mid-step. He jumped very slightly in surprise, but made an attempt to hide it. "Ah-ha!" He chuckled and spun around to look for another blinker, his excitement fading. "Hmm... Am I perhaps the only one here?"
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Post by ®Hawkpath® on Aug 15, 2016 12:31:20 GMT -5
Sherlock blinked in, holding a cup of tea and staring in front of his with a creepily blank look. Upon closer inspection one would have notice the burnt eyeball that was floating gently in the tea, but Sherlock lifted the glass to take a sip anyway, until he noticed where he was. He seemed a bit out of it, however, because he only glanced around and nodded vaguely to Zacharie.
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Post by Razzle Dazzle on Aug 15, 2016 12:38:02 GMT -5
(sherlock don't drink that D: )
Zacharie approached Sherlock, a spring in his step. He didn't seem to take notice of the other blinker's more serious attitude. "Why hello there! A fine day, isn't it?" the merchant commented and chuckled behind his toad mask. For him, it was completely normal to note the weather or the scenery in a place void of either. "Care to browse my wares?" he offered next, pointing with one hand to the backpack he carried.
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Post by ®Hawkpath® on Aug 15, 2016 12:44:30 GMT -5
Sherlock looked up again, trying to focus. All that had happened was is friend-no, his best friend-had asked him to be his best man. No big deal, right? Focus, Sherlock, the house will take advantage of your distraction, He chided himself. "Wait a minute." He said suddenly, giving the man in front of him a good look at last. "You. Zacharie, correct? I saw you on my second visit, in the freezer."
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Post by Razzle Dazzle on Aug 15, 2016 12:52:43 GMT -5
Zacharie stood a little straighter, impressed that the man remembered him. He was beginning to hesitate based on Sherlock's strange behavior though. "That is me!" he announced with a grin. "I have a special deal for you today. Buy two bottles of smoke, get one free!" he continued.
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Post by ®Hawkpath® on Aug 15, 2016 12:58:03 GMT -5
"What kind of smoke?" Sherlock questioned before he could stop himself. His curiosity had been touched, what sort of smoke would someone like this sell? Clearly not the ordinary kind if it came in a bottle. If he were offering three together that likely meant one didn't amount to too much, but since this was clearly a long-time salesman he didn't trust much of anything he said to be true, simply interesting. This was also the first time he'd run into the same person twice, which was fascinating in itself. He eagerly awaited the other's reply, his face intense and focused.
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Post by Razzle Dazzle on Aug 15, 2016 13:08:13 GMT -5
Zacharie purred at the other blinker's interest. Often the potential customers here simply brushed him aside. "From the smoke mines in Damien," he told him, removing his backpack and unzipping the main pocket. He procured a bottle filled with smoke and showed it to Sherlock.
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Post by ®Hawkpath® on Aug 15, 2016 13:12:45 GMT -5
Sherlock looked at it with enthusiastic interest. Actually buying anything hadn't really crossed his mind, partly because the chances of him having the correct type of currency was extremely small. Smoke mines....what could those be like? What was the smoke for? He extended a gloved hand, blue eyes scanning the bottle for any clue as to what the contents were like. "May I?" He asked, hoping he would be allowed to inspect it.
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Post by Razzle Dazzle on Aug 15, 2016 13:17:16 GMT -5
"Of course," Zacharie chuckled and extended the bottle, handing it off to Sherlock. "Feel free to browse my other wares as well," the merchant offered and watched him carefully. He was staring both out of interest and to be sure Sherlock didn't break it. He set his backpack on the ground and removed a couple of baseball bats.
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Post by ®Hawkpath® on Aug 15, 2016 13:21:33 GMT -5
Sherlock raised the bottle, holding it in the light and inspecting it with his trained blue eyes. "What exactly is it for?" He questioned, running his hand over the smooth glass and guessing it was high quality. There was no chance of him breaking it, as anyone who knew him would have assured the merchant, but of course Zacharie couldn't have known that. He glanced at the baseball bats, seeing nothing abnormal about them but doubting that was true.
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Post by Razzle Dazzle on Aug 15, 2016 13:25:52 GMT -5
"Why, for breathing of course!" Zacharie laughed at that. Of course, he knew most if not all of the visitors here only breathed oxygen from the air to survive, not smoke. "I'm not sure what effect it may have on you," he said thoughtfully. Then he raised the bats to show Sherlock. "This is a Masaishi bat and a Lewis bat," he said, "For fighting spectres."
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Post by Ver Million on Aug 15, 2016 13:27:45 GMT -5
(Hey guys! What's up?)
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Post by ®Hawkpath® on Aug 15, 2016 13:30:48 GMT -5
So it was for breathing. Sherlock almost smiled at that, he wished he could tell John that aliens smoked too. The look on his face would be priceless. Mentally dismissing the thought, he reluctantly gave the bottle of smoke back and bent instead to pick up the Masaishi bat. "Fighting what?" He repeated for clarification, holding up the bat and feeling it as he had done with the bottle.
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Post by Razzle Dazzle on Aug 15, 2016 13:34:35 GMT -5
(hey, we're just in the living room :3)
Zacharie took back the bottle of smoke and it clinked with several others as he tucked it into his backpack. "Spectres," Zacharie said. "Ghosts, or ghouls you call them," he tried. He held the Lewis bat close, thankful Sherlock gravitated toward the less expensive weapon. He tilted his head very slightly as he watched the examination process. "What are you looking for?" he asked curiously.
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Post by ®Hawkpath® on Aug 15, 2016 13:38:31 GMT -5
"Oh, anything." Sherlock answered vaguely. "Writing, wood type, signs of age, damage, care..." the list went on and on, so the detective let the answer trail off, squinting closely at the wood and testing the weight. "So you sell these to....what, knights? Warriors?" He guessed. "Is your world at war, then? Or simply containing hostile creatures?"
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Post by Ver Million on Aug 15, 2016 13:39:08 GMT -5
Rei blinked into the house, wearing a white plugsuit instead of her usual school uniform. With her shaky hands, she gripped her glasses as she held her breath. She had to stay calm during the experiment no matter what. Realizing she was longer at NERV, she instantly stopped holding her breath and sighed softly. Quietly, she seated herself on a chair. ---------- Laslow blinked in, groaning petulantly as he placed multiple bags full of cute clothes and accessories onto the floor. "–me off shopping yesterday, Selena!" He answered dryly, raising an eyebrow. But, he quickly fell into silence when he saw the familiar living room. (I'm just gonna reuse this post again lol) |
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Aoba
im garrett and im a filthy memer [dabs]
Pronouns: they/them/theirs
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Post by Aoba on Aug 15, 2016 13:39:31 GMT -5
hello! what's goin' on?)
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Post by HᥲꙆƒꙆɩɠᖾt on Aug 15, 2016 13:41:56 GMT -5
(Hello!)
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Post by Razzle Dazzle on Aug 15, 2016 13:45:59 GMT -5
(hey guys!)
Zacharie flinched and grabbed hold of the Masaishi bat, taking it away from Sherlock. "I think that will be enough questions for today," he said quickly and began stuffing the baseball bats back into his bag. He paused before hoisting it back over his shoulders, then smiled to Sherlock and acted as though there had been no sudden change in behavior at all. The merchant jumped when Laslow blinked in and looked over curiously. "H-Hello," he greeted.
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Post by HᥲꙆƒꙆɩɠᖾt on Aug 15, 2016 13:48:05 GMT -5
Calypso blinked in, head tilted back so far that she was on the verge of falling over backward. "It's so...high." When whatever she had been looking at turned into a ceiling, she slowly fixed her posture and began nibbling on her lip. "I wonder what the world looks like from up there..." Her mind still in the clouds, the wolfskin took a look around to see who was all there. Recognizing one face, "Oh! H-hello!" She hummed at Lazlow, giving a small wave at the mercenary and padding over. "Doing some shopping?" (I guess if your reusing that Dusk, I'll reuse this. XP I'm supposed to be working one something else, but maybe some rping will get my muse back up.) |
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Post by ®Hawkpath® on Aug 15, 2016 13:53:28 GMT -5
Sherlock blinked, looking puzzled as the bat was snatched away from him, his hands taking a minute to catch up and fall back to his side. The surprise faded into suspicion, and his blue eyes narrowed as he gave the merchant an intensely scanning look. "So this is illegal, then." He said, as if continuing a conversation. More blinkers had appeared, but he ignored them, having eyes for only this new mystery.
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Post by Razzle Dazzle on Aug 15, 2016 14:00:29 GMT -5
"Don't be ridiculous," Zacharie muttered, rolling his eyes behind his mask. Though perhaps the lie of saying it was illegal would be better than the truth. He would certainly save face. "If it were, there is still no policing here," the merchant said with a shrug. "You're a strange fellow," he added after a moment of silence, looking Sherlock up and down. It was rare that someone made Zacharie uncomfortable.
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