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| What are you looking for at the Inn of Peace? |
| Peace (dah) |
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| Love <3 |
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| Friends and Friends *hugs* |
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| Chaos and destruction *evil grin* |
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| Nothing *snores* |
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| Gold XD |
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| I don't know yet... |
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 Posted: Sat Jun 12, 2010 2:48 pm
MacPere simply rolled his eyes with a grumble and strolled back to the laptop, finding something else to occupy himself with.
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Posted: Sat Jun 12, 2010 2:56 pm
Skuld continued to sketch quietly, finding it harder to focus with the increase of tension in the main room. She looked to MacPere, remembering his rant, and stood up with the sketchbook to sit a bit closer.
"...is that what happened...? They...they never really explained it to me."
Tyler had returned upstairs a step behind Sosol, grabbing his own laptop with a weary sigh. He was hoping this was an unnecessary exercise, one that simply confirmed they were out at the beach or something...but part of him knew better than to be delusional like that.
Why now, of all times? He thought to himself, closing the computer and tucking it under his arm as he picked up the cloaking device he had modified. It looked like keeping some of Chris' programming was actually going to pay off.
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Posted: Sat Jun 12, 2010 3:12 pm
"Unfortunately, yes..." MacPere sighed through his teeth, settling on leaving the programmes for later. "The last thing I remember is a fist, pain and spots in my vision, then darkness. I will hurt him in return and no-one shall convince me out of that."
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Posted: Sat Jun 12, 2010 3:22 pm
Skuld frowned, placing her free hand on his shoulder. "I'm not my brother...it sounds justified, in my opinion." She took a seat nearby, setting down the sketchbook. "Still, that doesn't sound like something he would do...he seemed so nice when I met him..."
"You're kidding."
"I wish I was," Sosol replied, an arm around his fiance. "Tyler thinks he can trace Tekker, so we should be able to find them easily enough."
"We really don't need this right now."
"No, we don't."
"I'll call Stella on this one, if we find out any foul play is at work. Two birds with one stone..."
"She'll ask, you know."
"I'll explain you guys have other things to do. A lot's happened lately...she'll buy it."
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Posted: Sat Jun 12, 2010 3:27 pm
"A lot of people seem nice on first impressions, my dear... Including myself..." MacPere replied with a sigh, leaning toward her with a pout. "Besides, I guess he dislikes me. Wouldn't blame him though, I am pretty good-looking..." He developed a mischievous smile with a chuckle.
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Posted: Sat Jun 12, 2010 3:39 pm
Skuld giggled a little despite the fact that the whole overtone was a bit sad for her. Sure, everyone had their biases here...but usually all was civil. Besides, as a self-proclaimed superhero, such an act seemed almost beneath him.
The truth is the truth, no matter how weird. She thought, flipping open the sketchbook again and showing off the drawings inside. "Wanna see what we did last night?"
Tyler arrived downstairs with the cloaking device and his laptop, setting up camp away from MacPere. The redhead had already made his stance on Chris well-known, and while the context remained a mystery to all involved, he had every right to want retribution.
He'll be better prepared for it than I was, he thought with a smirk, opening the laptop and searching for the programming from that day. If he could get a lock on Tekker, Chris was sure to be nearby, and with any hope, the others in his team.
Max arrived downstairs, stretching, before she noticed Tyler hard at work. Not wanting to disturb him with her apologies, she made her way to the bar and poured herself a drink, wondering if she'd get a chance to chat with one of the Inn's more famous residents...
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Posted: Sat Jun 12, 2010 3:50 pm
"Of course..." He sat straight again, looking to the sketchbook with curiosity. "It wasn't too vigourous, was it?"
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Posted: Sat Jun 12, 2010 3:59 pm
Skuld shook her head, a broad smile on her face. "Far from it!" She answered, showing the first sketch, one resembling a floor plan. "All I had to do was go have dinner with my brother at a fancy restaurant and give it a really good looking over...ever heard of Bella Luna?"
"Lucky," Max muttered from the bar, sipping on some lemonade she found. Whoever had made it did a wonderful job.
Tyler smirked, finding the signal program that Crystal had entered, using it to access Power Central's computer and trace Tekker's location. He noticed the capability to access rather intriguing files in the system...
No. Focus. Your colleague might need you.
Azana arrived downstairs in a windbreaker, carrying her broom with purpose. "Give me some good news, Hunter."
"I'm tracking the signal now...it might take a few minutes, though. I put in the largest range and the most sensitive parameters."
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Posted: Sat Jun 12, 2010 4:07 pm
MacPere looked to the floor plan with intrigue, noting the accuracy in every detail. "Bella Luna? I think I may have been there once or twice... Why were you investigating it~?"
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Posted: Sat Jun 12, 2010 4:16 pm
"Skuld, isn't the whole point of spying not to tell people?" Max asked, walking over and looking down at the sketch.
"Isn't the point of reconnaissance to tell everything?" Skuld retorted. "Besides, Eli's with us. He deserves to know just as much as anyone else."
"As long as he's not running out of here in a fury like last time, I don't mind," Azana chimed in, smoothing out a stray bristle on the broom. "Long story short, we've got a meeting there, and we're preparing for the worst-case scenario."
"...Got it!" Tyler said a moment later, translating the signal information to an actual location. "I think I can beam the coordinates to that eyepiece of yours...though I'm surprised you're not wearing the full visor like usual."
"I usually save that for official business...since James can get any of the information from it and all." She tapped the one she was wearing. "This is for personal use...Sol, you coming?"
"Guess I should," Sosol commented from the stairs, arriving in the room with a jacket of his own. "Just in case..."
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Posted: Sat Jun 12, 2010 4:25 pm
"My... All out on a grand excursion already? I'm beginning to feel a little left out. And no, I shan't fly into a rage. It's somewhat hard to be of much use when partially incapacitated."
To the voice he didn't recognise, MacPere turned around, pulling his most charming smile by default. "Well, here's a lady you aren't likely to meet everyday... Do you have an issue with dearest Skuld telling me her findings~? Lovely to meet you, by the way..."
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Posted: Sat Jun 12, 2010 4:39 pm
Max smiled slyly at MacPere, giving a shrug in response. "Guess not, if everyone's cool with it." She took the seat across from him, holding out a gloved hand to the redhead.
"Likewise, Eliwood. Call me Max."
Skuld nodded, getting permission from everyone. "Actually...Remy's the one going to the meeting," she explained, flipping the page to show drawings from other angles.
Azana waved to everyone and opened the door, leaving the Inn with Sosol in tow. With any hope, they'd be coming back with more than only themselves.
Tyler kept up the scan, wondering if any of Chris' other inventions could provide a clue as to where they had been for the past week or so...
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Posted: Sat Jun 12, 2010 4:40 pm
Fenyx teleported to the door, and opened it. "Hello! I'm back from standing in front of a large door for about a week!"
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Posted: Sat Jun 12, 2010 4:50 pm
"Max... Beautiful name..." He purred as he took her hand and shook it before peeling the glove down with his teeth in order to press a kiss to the skin of her hand.
He slowly drew away with a wink, focus turning back to Skuld. "Remy's going? Ah, I feel that the job may be done to its fullest in half of the time then..." He mused aloud, observing the sketches.
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Posted: Sat Jun 12, 2010 5:00 pm
Tyler glanced up at the mage at the door, blinking. "Don't take this the wrong way, but who are you?"
Max smirked at the handshake, a faint blush crossing her cheeks at the rest. "Hm...I see the rumors are true," she commented, allowing him a chance to hear the story from someone more familiar as she pulled her glove back on.
Skuld glanced to the person at the door momentarily, looking at him absently for a moment before giving a smile. "Hello, Fenyx. You just missed Azana."
Focusing back on the task at hand, she displayed another page. "It was process of elimination, really. We can't get the rest of the GMO involved, Azana and Brother are too high-profile, I'm inexperienced, and Tyler going himself was simply not an option."
Max watched Skuld's explanation, smirking at the teen. She was better than she thought, though she'd be the first to deny it. "Someone made off with Ty's personal collection...got a lead on who, but it requires an in-person meeting at, you guessed it, this joint." She tapped the sketchbook lightly, folding her arms. "I got dragged into this a few days back, when he came to me looking for information..."
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