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Post by Lightmer Witmer on Jan 26, 2004 0:19:33 GMT -5
Space Squid: I am prince Melthatorglin, from the Space Squid Asteroid Belt. I was captured and brought here by these barbarians...I can sense that you are a creature of increadible power and wisdom and so I have come to recruit you to join a force of powerful heros to help us defeat the evil Commercial Space Fisherman. For your service I can not promise you mutch, only a motorized scooter and immortality. What do you say...
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Post by Lunar on Jan 26, 2004 0:22:51 GMT -5
Riku is aware of someone approaching. Shortly, Lunar steps into view, a bag over his shoulder and a loose leather coat around his bare shoulders. He still wears no shoes. He walks towards Suzumi and smiles.
"I came to say good-bye Suzumi. Bassarov has given me permission to leave his territory. I'm going to find myself a Pack."
He sighs and smiles, looking out into the woods.
"It was nice to meet you. When I came back, with a proper Pack, I'll finish teaching you to be a wolf."
He steps right up to her, placing his right hand on the left side of her face. He leans his head forward and places his nose just behind her right ear, sniffing slightly. He lets go and steps back.
"Good bye." He looks at Riku for the first time and guesture with the index and middle fingers of his right hand, a small wave. "Riku, I'll see you again I'm sure."
Shifting to load on his back he turns towards the deep woods and starts to walk away.
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Post by Lightmer Witmer on Jan 26, 2004 0:24:12 GMT -5
Lightmer, puzzled scratches his chin. "You drive a hard bargin space squid, but the decision is made difficult due to my alleigence to the party and the ministry. With that in mind, I have made my decision...I will accept your offer...but only if you do me one favor."
Space Squid Prince: "anything...what is it?"
L.W: I am in terrible need of some good dipping ink for my quills, do you think maybe you could find your way to giving me just a quick squirt...
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Post by Lightmer Witmer on Jan 26, 2004 0:28:20 GMT -5
Suddenly the Space Squid flushes a deep red with anger. Giving Lightmer a sharp glance, the Squid propels itself into the air and leaves the atmosphere. He is never seen by Lightmer again.
Confused, Lightmer sits at his table and ponders what has happend. "Strange indeed." Lightmer finishes the Oysters, pays the bill and heads back to the ministry to finish some paper work. "What a remarkable day!"
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Post by Riku on Jan 26, 2004 0:43:29 GMT -5
i glare at him until he leave my view ba'sturd. you can count on that, mostlikely sooner then you think. i wish he'd slip up with red infinity, just once. . i clench my fist an look at the ground, trying not to get to angry. i calm down and look at suzumi, im sorry, it is just it seems he does stuff like that just to get at me one of these days he'll cross the line and i cant garrentee he'll live. . i shake my head as i look back where he leftr. *i swear if he' tried to o kiss her, his head would be laying at my feet*
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Post by Alan "The Blue Jay" on Jan 26, 2004 1:34:19 GMT -5
I stop by the villia. I sneak around in the shdows and hear them talk. *hmmmm. Red Infinity Operatives huh? Maybe I canput this to use.* I walk in on them. "Please excuse me. But are you fellow Red Infininty operatives." I asked "Well talk later." I enetred the villa and saw Kaeikia. "Long time no see.' I sad to her.
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Post by Chastity on Jan 26, 2004 2:01:18 GMT -5
I gasp as he removes his jacket. His back is covered in blood, his shirt marked by many bullet holes. I want to run up and patch them all, to heal him. I am amazed at the fact that he is even standing at all. He is an enigma. I notice the massive amounts of weapons that he carries on his person as well. He is a deadly person, but one that seems prone to death himself. I am not a fan of weapons. They bring death and destruction. They cause only pain and war.
I instinctively take a step back, without noticing.
"I do not mind if it is complicated, or takes much time to explain. I have time to spare." I sit down on the chair where the man was sitting only moments before. "Excuse me, it may be presumptuous, but can I know your name? I feel that you and I have been running into eachother quite often, and I don't even know who you are."
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Post by Peter "The Owl" on Jan 26, 2004 3:07:47 GMT -5
Peter snaps out the clip on his .50 and checks the ammo rounds. Then he turns to look at Chastity.
"My name is Peter. There's a last name to go with it I'm sure but I'll be d**ned if I know what it really is. I use alot of different names with alot of different people. I seldom see the same people twice though so it works out."
He slides the clip into his belt and draws out another, locking it into the weapon and hulstering it.
"I'm called The Owl. Fitting name, more so than Peter anyway. Peter, the rock, the foundation on which it was built. But I don't build, I destory. Owl fits me better. The Owl is a symbol of knowledge, of which I have much, not all of it good or kind. In Japan the Owl is a symbol of death, which is also approprate. In Africa they are the messangers of witches, creatures of magic."
He looks at the door. Drawing a silver coin from his pocket the throws to against the door and a silver circle appear on it.
"That is, again, a good match for me."
Peter puts down the last of his weapons and pulls off his black stained shirt. He throws the ruined rag into the sink and then draws a crystal from his belt.
Bullet holes trace his back and front, small open holes in his flesh. He seems to pay no attention to these wounds though. Black blood trails from all of them but none are bleeding now, though they remain open.
The Hunter runs the crystal across his heart, not quite touching his skin. He pauses then replaces it. "No infections. Good."
He grabs his coat from the bed post and slides it over his bare shoulders. He does not close the coat in the front so his chest and stomach are still visiable, as are one or two of the holes in those areas.
"So now you know my name, and perhaps a little of just what I am."
He turns to face her, his face stone, as it has been the whole time, "I am a dealer of death and a guardian of life. An ironic blend I think but I am what I am."
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Post by Trent on Jan 26, 2004 7:57:07 GMT -5
Trent spun around, "Here there, no longer there, where is here? To much, gimme back my gun? He'll protect me Aye, 'e always protects me..."
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Post by Genki on Jan 26, 2004 12:01:36 GMT -5
"i really want to make a blue berry pie, why don't we all go out and pick berries!" I suggest. Zex and Lemmy are sitting in the other room.
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Post by Zex on Jan 26, 2004 12:04:28 GMT -5
"Berry picking, but isn't that dangerous? When I went berry picking on planet Xerox, I got attacked by a Space Squid. I barely escaped with my life." I shudder at the memory of that day.
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Post by Genki on Jan 26, 2004 12:08:50 GMT -5
"really? well i go all the tine and that's never happened to me. Berry picking is safe. The only thing you have to worry about is bears, and since i am one...I usually scare them off!" i grab my wicker berry basket. "Let's go before it gets dark!"
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Post by Zex on Jan 26, 2004 12:10:46 GMT -5
"I guess so...but I'm setting my laser on high just in case. If I see a Space Squid, I'll roast the ba'stard."
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Post by Lemminkainen on Jan 26, 2004 12:12:47 GMT -5
"Blue berry pie is awesome. I'd like fight an army of Space Squids to get me a peice of home made blue berry pie!"
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Post by Zex on Jan 26, 2004 12:17:01 GMT -5
"Yeah...well when they are sucking out your brain and blasting you with mental powers, that pie wont mean a thing."
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