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Post by Aaron Williams on Aug 12, 2007 17:26:44 GMT -5
"You want all of these?!" Said the squat, brown man at the counter.
"Thats right", retorted Taylor, "is there a problem?"
The man looked up at her, his shock turning to pleasure, "No, no. Not at all. That will be fife hundred twenty-six GC".
"WHAT?!" Taylor looked from the man, to the clothes, to her purse. She knew she could not afford that, and she knew that the clothes were nowhere near worth that much. "I--I'll be right back..." Taylor shuffled off to the dressing room, where she quickly sat down. "...overpricing...miserable...sonofa..." Within a few seconds, Taylor emerged again, holding only a long sleeved black dress and a pair of matching slacks. "This is all", she said with a confident, slightly agitated tone. "Ok, well if you want anything else, you know where Tursken is, no? Oh my these are heavy", said the little man upon receiving the articles of clothing. "That comes to...twenty eight GC". Taylor threw her money on the table, before lifting her new clothes and leaving.
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Post by Aiden Chepi on Aug 12, 2007 18:09:47 GMT -5
Aiden sat outside the store waiting paitenly. As Taylor left the building with a temper, Aiden stood up quickly, patting her hands on her dress. " Why so low?... I heard um.. Yelling?" Aiden had to take two strides every one step Taylor took.
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Post by Aaron Williams on Aug 12, 2007 18:57:47 GMT -5
Taylor smiled slyly, never looking at Aiden, "Just distributing my own brand of justice...Lets go check on that squirrelly kid...maybe he's finally woken up".
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Post by Aiden Chepi on Aug 12, 2007 19:16:29 GMT -5
Aiden giggled at the remark. "... Why was he in the sewers anyways... That's disgusting I mean........Sewage...Ew? Does everyone in genoa go into the sewers for fun?? I don't even know how you guys got me down there!" She laughed again, following close to Taylor.
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Post by Aaron Williams on Aug 12, 2007 20:05:47 GMT -5
Taylor took a left at the intersection. "...that's a very good question...we'll have to ask him when he wakes up". Two more lefts, a right, and the two arrived at the tattered entrance to The Lower Genoan Rat's Nest Guild.
Taylor looked down at for the first time, still smiling. "...As for how we got you into the sewers", she wrapped her arm around Aiden's shoulders, pulling her close, "...we did something like THIS". She shoved hard, sending Aiden through the new double doors of the run-down building. Taylor's laugh, in essence, contradicted every aspect of what Aiden knew of her. Rather than a shrill, maniacal cackle, Taylor's laugh was sweet and innocent; more of a giggle than anything else.
"Are you ok?", Asked Taylor, still giggling as she passed through the doors herself. "I can get carried away at times...just ask Mary". Her laughter died away slowly, her face growing pensive, "Where is Mary, anyway?"
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Post by Aaron Williams on Aug 12, 2007 20:14:18 GMT -5
"Hello?" Mary called, having apparently gotten himself lost while trying to find his way out of the sewer system. "Is anyone here? ...It's dark...". A light flickered at the end of the tunnel. Sweet thought Onnet, this has to be my lucky day! Without so much as a second thought (or a first for that matter), Mary sprinted toward the light, the rapid splooshes of his footsteps covering up the slowly growing sound of another pair of feet going the opposite direction....
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Post by Aiden Chepi on Aug 12, 2007 20:27:59 GMT -5
As Aiden burst through the doors a flash of light became distinct. " Ow.. Ow.." She said, half laughing. Mimzy lay in a corner, flopping his tail in the dust. Aiden sneezed and scratched her nose, giving Taylor a miserable face. Aiden laughed, " Oh, geez. I hate dust.. I'm allergic." She gave another petite sneeze. Mimzy barked thrice, and wagged his tail more, stirring up more dust. Of course the light that had flashed had been Aiden bursting into flames. The dust fed her flames, and as she sneezed little sparks flew to the wooden ground, causing the floor to start smoking around her.
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Post by Aaron Williams on Aug 12, 2007 21:18:02 GMT -5
Taylor half-smirked, looking down at the clumsy girl, "...erm...I think that we should probably--", but it was too late, Taylor was cut off by a roar of flame.
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Post by priestwarrior on Aug 12, 2007 21:33:37 GMT -5
Cristofori replaced the grate in the marble floor very quietly, then looked around. Benches stood beside a series of cubbies which looked like they contained clothing. Sounds of splashing came through a doorway, and through another doorway Cristofori glimpsed a row of... "Showers!" he sighed happily. "About time too. I stink." He walked over to the cubbies and pulled out some clothing... ...and replaced it very quickly, turning bright red. Glowing red, actually. He took two steps toward the grate, shuddered, and turned back. "C'mon, man, pull yourself together. It's not that bad." He went through the cubbies quickly and settled on something that wasn't uber-feminine. At least it was pants - and the hood on the cloak was a bonus, although it was trimmed with fur in a decidedly non-masculine manner. Furtively, Cristofori shed his filth-clotted clothing, dropped it down the grate, and headed to the showers. Naturally, two towel-clad women (if you can even say clad) walked in just as he was finishing. A blaze of light filled the room, shielding Cristofori, who pulled on the pants and cloak and sprinted out past the screaming women, still shining as brightly as was possible.
Back in the street (eventually), Cristofori pulled the hood up over his head, clutched the cloak around his torso, and started off at a swift trot, trying hard not to be noticed and very much on the lookout for an unguarded set of men's clothing.
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Post by belmoon on Aug 12, 2007 21:40:58 GMT -5
CRASH! The door to Nutria's office flew open with a kick, crashing into the wall and leaving a doorknob-shaped hole. None other than Nutria Capybara emerged, the leader and co-founder of Rat's Nest. He wasted no time, "Right!" and jumped off the staircase to the main room.
The door to the guest rooms also opened, and an utterly opposite figure emerged. Sodom rubbed his eyes and headed down the staircase as well.
Nutria hoisted the flaming Aiden over his shoulder and ran out of the building with her, leaving the floor burning. Sodom observed his surroundings. A strange building he didn't recognize, fire everywhere, and a large man kidnapping a girl who happened to be on fire.
Sodom headed back up the staircase to get more rest.
Nutria burst back in through the double-doors with a fire hose, without Aiden, and proceeded to unleash its hydro power on the room. Cheaply made chairs and tables and Taylor flew across the room. The fire was out.
"Hahah! I got it this time, Dee!" said Nutria, in a proud voice, stroking his long red beard.
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Post by Aaron Williams on Aug 12, 2007 22:04:00 GMT -5
Taylor barely managed to shield herself before an army of cheep, newly bought chairs rained down upon her.
"That's nice, Nutria", came Dee's voice from behind the (new) kitchen door. "Did you remember to take your medication today?"
The drenched cloth that had protected Taylor's body from the barrage of furniture crawled up her leg, and fashioned itself to her back, shifting into a cloak. "NUTRIA!!" The girl staggered forward, sopping wet. Evidently the weight of her wet clothes made it incredibly hard to walk.
Just before Taylor got within slapping range of the bearded man, Big Mama Dee's voice rang out from the kitchen again, "We're going to have a celebration dinner tonight, boys!!"
Taylor turned back toward the kitchen, the prospect of food drawing her attention, "Celebration of what?" She asked.
"It's a surprise~ <3!".
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Post by belmoon on Aug 12, 2007 22:21:21 GMT -5
Nutria contemplated. "Hmm, I guess I did forget to take it. No matter," he said as he headed to the kitchen. He suddenly turned around to face Taylor, "Oh! Taylor, there you are. Could you 'round everyone up for dinner?" and then continued marching to food.
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Post by Aiden Chepi on Aug 12, 2007 22:23:35 GMT -5
Aiden screamed, as the hulk of a man lifted her up (nearly throwing her tiny frame into the ceiling) and threw her outside. Mimzy barked once, though smart enough to stay in his corner, as Taylor along with various other items were getting soaked. Aiden stood up immediately and started towards the door, but as water started flying past she stopped at once and instead turned around and walked the other way yelling "I...It's okay!! I'm fire! I-- I mean FINE! I'm FINE!I'll just umm... GO OVER THIS WAY!" she yelled, and began skipping off to the port.
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Post by childofra on Aug 12, 2007 22:49:27 GMT -5
A figure stood ajacent from the building which saw so much excitement. The figure which stood tall was female. She had curves and long flowing raven hair. This figure, which has been established as girl, was wearing a blue checkerboard dress, with bright white lace at the bottom. She held a little black hard-cover book in her right hand; behind her ear was a vibrant red ink pen, and in one of her apron pockets was a slight buldge, which was only to be assumed to be her ink cup. The girl jerked back as she saw another girl being thrown into the dusty gravel streets. And then, like nothing... She had laughed it off and made her way down the road.... On fire. " Could I have imagined today, of all days, to have seen a girl skip down the streets of Lower Genoa... Set aflame...? Such silly nonsense." But the girl mearly raised her shoulders, " What else is to be expected?"
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Post by Aaron Williams on Aug 13, 2007 2:48:36 GMT -5
Mary's feet carried him closer, and closer to the shinning light, and then it was gone. His heart sunk, how was he ever going to get out of there if he couldn't see anything at all? Finally at a loss, Mary sat down in the putrid sludge that sapped beneath his feet.
"...was it the left wall, or the right?" Mary said to himself, though he thought it was incredibly silly. What difference would it make if he was going the same direction anyway? As he stretched his arms in an attempt to kill two birds with one stone, a distant scream sounded above him. Mary deducted that the scream of terror must have come from one of the newly installed sewer grates above his head. As he stood, he heard the shuffling of feat, then deadening silence.
The Hero within Mary Llama Onnet sprung into action. "Right!" He announced, before bounding...and missing the grate. "Right!" Onnet said once more, this time getting a boost off the wall...but loosing his footing against the slimy bricks. Mary looked up at the grate, then to the half-ladder looming inches above his head. "R--right...", said the defeated Mary, as he climbed the slippery rungs.
The sewer grate burst open, and a soiled and stained Mary dove upward into the light. Once his eyes adjusted, he found that he was in the changing quarters of a bath house. Pink frill was matched with tight fitting undergarments, as it lay strewn about the changing room haphazardly. Mary did the only sensible thing in such a dire situation, and stripped down to his own undergarments. He heard more movement from the direction of the showers, and sprung into action once more.
The door swung open with a BANG, and Onnet leaped into the simmering humidity. "Don't be alarmed, I'm here to rescue you!" He yelled through the thick air, waving his arms around like a madman.
The shuffling stopped, and all Mary could hear was the hiss of the showers. "Don't be alarmed", he began again, "I'm--".
"Here to rescue me?!" Finished a voice much like Onnet's, only...deeper? Out of the steam stepped a behemoth of a man, his shower obviously interrupted. "Oh, I'm in desperate need rescuing! I'm being held against my will, please save me!"
Perhaps it was something in the odd way that the giant smiled, but something gave Mary the feeling that a 'rescue' was the furthest thing from this man's mind. Every muscle in Mary's body was tense.
The man took another step forward, then his eyes focused on something behind Mary. "Oh no! Don't look now, the Evil Billie has come back! Oh, SAVE me, sir knight!"
"...Evil...Billy...?" Asked Mary through clenched teeth.
His call was answered by a hearty, "hey", and a firm slap on the ass.
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Taylor strode out of the Guild, grumbling to herself, "...not your errand girl...damned dinner...". The double doors had just swung shut behind her, when she stopped to stare at something a few yards down the road. A tiny white speck was being pursued by two larger specks. "Is that...Mary?" She asked herself, squinting against the sun. "...mmmm....nah, couldn't be. Mary wouldn't run from anything". She shook her head, but continued to watch the spectacle play out before her.
Taylor squinted once more, "huh...what do you know, it is Ma--MY POWERS, WHERE ARE HIS PANTS?!"
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