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| [There is a grumpy, wet and very disgruntled Silver on the screen. Behind him, something purple's playing with the remains of the welcome brochure.] Tch. This place seems to really love me, huh? Right, whatever. Not like I care.
Is Amane still here? N-Not that it matters if she's gone. [He looks away, arms crossed, but he can't hide that he does care about her and the thought that she'd have gone home... isn't one that he wants to entertain.] But it would be... you know, nice to know if my girlfriend's still around.
[A few seconds before he crosses his arms, looking even more disgruntled. He's going soft alfhjk - time to fix that.] ... Tch. I guess I should ask what I've missed, who's still here from my world, or who has pokemon. One of you morons better be ready to battle too. Hmph. My team needs the work out. Lance's losers weren't enough of one. | |
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| Hm, did I leave the window open?
[He didn't even realize that it was raining, he really needed to log off and get some rest, and dry off because he did feel cold and wet. The news didn't say anything about a typhoon but he had been playing for awhile. Maybe he should get a sweater. But first things first, this new Root Town needed to be explored.]
CC Corp really outdid themselves, I wonder why the new update wasn't announced on the forums... Do you think it has anything to do with an event they're planning? Gaspard, Haseo?
[He turned to look for his party but found them not there. Well, Haseo did say he was going to check his email or something]
I guess they logged out...
[Silabus is wandering around the plaza awe at this place, head to toe in green and his brown hair may look short but at the back it's tied in a long ponytail that curls at the end. Go on burst his bubble]
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| So, I hear you've got an uncontrollable motherly instinct?
Excuse me?
[... And thus, it was so. Axel glares at the local who just spoke to him and then narrows his eyes.]
Don't you talk to me with that attitude. C'mon, your room. Go. And no coming out 'til I say so!
[And he points off camera to send the local pacing off. Now from there he'll turn to his SFC, because, nope, don't think the rest of you aren't let off the hook.]
And what about the rest of you? Shouldn't you be doing something more productive with your life? Honestly, do I have to tell you everything?
((OOC: Mommy Axel expects you to respect him. B| And pick up after yourself. HE'S ONLY TELLING YOU THIS BECAUSE HE LOVES YOU.)) | |
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| [Squall usually does Defense Force announcements using video or voice, but right now, he doesn't have the composure for it.]
I have an announcement for the Defense Force.
Another person has gone missing.
Her name is Rinoa Heartilly. She's seventeen years old, about five feet and four inches tall. She has black hair with brown highlights, and she normally wears a blue duster.
We need to start looking for her immediately. She usually spends her time around the lower district and in the areas around the plaza. Start there and spread out. | |
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| [The SFC turns on while the templar is resting during the night as his hand accidentally hit it on, but something seems off. He appears to look in pain and sweating, he's also talking in his sleep. Anyone will also notice he's no longer in his apartment, but in Ordo 2.]
No, get away from me. Don't touch me. [These same looks continue and he starts panting loudly between sweating. He's only mumbling incoherent noises, but then he looks as if he's being choking by something or someone by his body's reactions. He even starts gasping and moving a bit more violently, as if making a desperate attempt to escape or awaken form this horrible nightmare. Words form out of his mouth too in beween what sounds like loud screaming. Anyone within the two apartments may be able to hear him too.] No! No! Stop it! Stay away from me!
[He then screams the name "Marcello" louder than that before waking up with his eyes becoming very wide, his panting still evident. His body might be trembling a little bit too.] That dream again... By the Goddess, why does it keep repeating in my mind? [There's a weak laugh coming out of his mouth.] Marcello, even here you haunt me. It makes me despise you even more than before, despite part of me still wanting to care about your existence.
[There's a sigh and he stops his musing for a moment as he becomes more aware of his surroundings. He very much notices he's not at the apartment and has a look of surprise on his expression.] Where...am I? I was in the apartment, but now.. Well I should try and figure out where this is, it also feels as though I've been asleep for a long time. I could go for a drink too. [His eyes soon turn to the SFC which is on and his eyes grow wide again before he quickly turns it off, hoping the SFC didn't pick up too much.]
[ooc: And here's Angelo waking up from his sleep coma, enjoy. ♥] | |
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| [ Guess who - after being here how many months now? - has finally spotted his own curse tattoo? Must be in an awkward spot! ]
How do we remove these marks that blasted coral put on us? | |
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