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Cross Effects: Rebirth (2.0) The RP
Ivan The Mouse:
--- Quote from: Elf on August 12, 2014, 01:32:41 PM ---Gabriel said, "Right this way."
He had half a mind to take the German to the armory. That's probably where Godmother would have taken him to let him know she had a good supply. Then again, does she even have a weapon's dealer here in Nexus?
At their home dimension, there was a family who had started out as blacksmiths and became weapons dealers that Forest dealt with. She'd been dealing with them long since he was born, and his godmother had "brand loyalty" as she called it. He mused that like most immortals it was the fact she found a system she liked and it worked, so why get discombobulated changing it.
He wasn't sure what his godmother would think of this man. So far, from what Gabriel had seen, he had the personality of dried toast and the cardinal sin of being German. He lead the somber man into the study, or at least the one that Godmother would talk "shop" in. Her real study/living room was downstairs and filled with entertainment. He led the man to that and said, "Take a seat. It maybe hours before she gets to talk to you though."
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Rattus earnestly followed the jet-black haired man towards the study room of the household's lady. He utterly maintained his severe composure in the short while that he was being lead to where he shall wait before the woman entertains any of his business proposals. But doing such was always his usual decorum, especially that he was dealing with someone he has never met before.
When he was asked to take a seat, he nodded slightly, saying "Thank you very much.", and complied, sitting properly and looking on one direction with all focus. The simple act of looking at a direction while seated made him feel a tinge of uneasiness and nausea. For him, it was not a good sign, as he feared that it might cause him to lose his orderly disposition and begin remembering his olden days again. For this reason, Rattus despised waiting and idleness, but simply accepts it as a part of his daily life and work. Fortunately for him, he was precise and meticulous regarding his daily routine, even if it has been significantly made more unpredictable by his two comrades back at the Manor. As such, he never forgot to bring his hip flask, which as always filled with unlouched absinthe. This was the drink that made him calm his nerves whenever he feels like he was going to lose his self-control or wanted to uplift his general morale and mood. It was such a ritual to him, that Neo once told him that he might have problems with alcoholism. But regardless of what his relationship with the drink was, absinthe was a part of Rattus' daily life.
As so, he begins the long wait for the lady of the household.
Dallas:
--- Quote from: Christemo on August 12, 2014, 07:23:51 PM ---"Then, if you, uh, don't mind." Caules returned to eating his food, noticing himself checking his phone almost instinctively every minute or so. No news from Fiore. His protective side made his brows furrow.
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"...expecting a call?" Samuel, now finished his burger, commented on the troubled expression on his new acquaintance's face as he started working on the fries. "Let me guess, you and ya girl got into a bit of a scuffle last night? I know that feelin' all too well." When people sent frequent troubled glared towards the LCD screens of their mobiles, that usually was the case at hand. Other likely cases were family or dealers, and this boy looked a little too much of a goodie two shoes to be an addict.
MissingMandible:
Chosen Undead:
"It isn't that, Samuel," the Chosen Undead began while leaning back in his chair, "We're actually looking for his sister. We believe she wound up in this city last night."
Dallas:
The graceful footsteps of Luviagelita Edefelt strolled semi-merrily down the busy street of the city Nexus. The occasional passerby was being asked in mannerly fashion as to whether they had scene a pair of women fitting the description of that nasty Tohsaka Rin. The common consensus seemed to point in the direction of a hotel in the business area of the town. Although she had no restrictions to working with the vile woman, compulsion to stay true to her debt to the Wizard Marshal Zelretch compelled her to deal with the wench. Besides, she had already been here for an extended period of time. She may already have information.
Eventually she received directions from a talking shark on the side of the road... which already she made notes of to do a following investigation into. The scaly mansharkthing pointed a fin in the direction of a large hotel not too far, saying he saw someone of Tohsakas appearance with someone fitting the other girl who had the nerve to replace her, and a couple of others too she knew not of. Standing outside the hotel, she imagined the scenario that would take place within her head...
"Ohohoho Rin Tohsaka! Zelretch-sama, your very own mentor, has sent me to keep an eye on you for clearly you are not to be trusted unsupervised. If that fake priest or Emiya-kun isn't watching you, then it seems he believes I must! D'ooooohohohohohohohoh!"
"Curses, it seems like I truly am an inferior magus after all!"
"D'ohohohohoh!" She laughed loudly on the side of the street. When she was finished admiring her own thoughts publicly, she dragged a large suitcase into the hotel up towards the receptionist. "Excuse me, ma'am, I am looking for a few acquaintances of mine. Would you be so kind as to assist me in this matter? I am looking for two women, one near my height, a red sweater with a white cross on it and a black skirt. The other, a shorter girl with red hair seen accompanying her. Potentially ring any bells?"
"Ahh... I believe I saw the one leave not too long ago, with a man with blue hair. The other is in the pool area, however, it is for guests only--"
"It is of little issue. Thank you for your help, I am truly grateful." She kept her aristocratic act up as per her norm. Her good name may have been ruined within the Tower, but this was not the Tower. A fresh reputation would be possible now. Flipping her hair back, she continued. "I will be booking out the penthouse suite for an unknown period of time. Here is the funds to cover my stay for about a month. Could you have a bellboy bring my luggage up? I would be most grateful." She ended with a curt smile and bow. The timid woman was mildly taken aback by the large sum of money presented before her.
"Ahh, umm... yes. Yes, of course, Miss...?"
"Edefelt. Luviagelita Edefelt."
"Right, Miss Edefelt. Here is the key to your room. The pool is down the hall and to the left."
"Thank you."
Luvia made her way down the hall towards the pool. A faint giggle as to the thought of shock on Tohsaka Rin's face carried her along the way. Upon entering the room that carried with it a strong scent of chlorine, she immediately addressed her intended target with her loud booming voice. "Oh Rin Tohsakaaa-- ...eh?" There was only one individual present in the room. Thinking about it, she never did ask the receptionist as to which individual went to the pool and which left the building.
"Tsk." She clicked her tongue in disappointment. It seems her gloating would need to wait. For now, objective number 2 was taking center stage. "So you must be Mille Garrison." She gave a deceitfully curt bow as to maintain her image. "Luviagelita Edefelt. A pleasure."
Brahmastra:
--- Quote from: Dallas on August 12, 2014, 08:41:56 PM ---
"...expecting a call?" Samuel, now finished his burger, commented on the troubled expression on his new acquaintance's face as he started working on the fries. "Let me guess, you and ya girl got into a bit of a scuffle last night? I know that feelin' all too well." When people sent frequent troubled glared towards the LCD screens of their mobiles, that usually was the case at hand. Other likely cases were family or dealers, and this boy looked a little too much of a goodie two shoes to be an addict.
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--- Quote from: MissingMandible on August 13, 2014, 04:55:06 AM ---"It isn't that, Samuel," the Chosen Undead began while leaning back in his chair, "We're actually looking for his sister. We believe she wound up in this city last night."
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"Oh. Nonono, I don't have a girlfriend. My older sister has gone missing, and the only way for me to know she might still be alright is that she's read the messages I've sent her." Caules expanded on the knight's answer. It couldn't hurt to tell him. Pulling up a picture of them together of his phone, Caules showed it to Samuel. "You wouldn't happen to have seen her, would you?
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