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Ancient Dynasty; A Viper's Promise

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OOC:

..Yeah. Plushie's posting for the first time in like ten pages. Fwee. =3

Miracles do happen.

And..

Gosh, that's like, not very awesome, Mika. Indeed, you are most deserving of a hug! *hug* Seriously, I hope everything turns out alright. o.o;



IC:


Avery bit her lip, tapping her foot a bit impatiently. Fable was still in his usual place on her head, shifting silently. She hadn't moved from the spot where JJ had left her in the hallway, but after several minutes had gone by, it was obvious that he wasn't going to return any time soon, especially if he had just left her to change his clothes.

Weren't they going to be late for whatever that ceremony thing was? Why was he taking so long? Avery folded her arms, starting to tap her foot faster. She was starting to feel so stupid just standing in the hallway all by herself with a Sableye on her head.

{Didn't that psychic lady look like someone you've seen before?}

"Huh?" Avery said, bouncing back to reality as Fable asked her a question from out of no-where. "You mean that lady from earlier? Well.." Avery paused for a second. "..I guess she did look a bit familiar, but I'm sure we've never met her before. Is that what you've been thinking about?"

{Incoming.}

"Wha--" Avery was immediately cut off as she was shoved to the ground from behind, overwhelmed by not only the sudden feeling of someone hugging her tightly, but by a loud voice exclaiming that she had been found. Shocked and slightly confused, Avery turned her head to see none other than Cona latched onto her. Yes, that weird girl from just yesterday, wasn't it?

"Ah! Cona!" Avery exclaimed, attempting to get out of the girl's bear hug, but failing miserably. "Uh, yes, it's good to see you, too. Do.. Do you know about the ceremony? It hasn't started yet, right?"

Meanwhile, on the ground, Fable recovered from being thrown there from Avery's head. Shaking his head briefly, the Sableye shot a slight scowl at Cona before crawling closer to the pair.



OOC:

Uh.. I guess I'll get rolling when Yibber and BB get back.
 
OOC: Nyah, it's been a while since I posted here. Sowwee...:embarrass Anyways, Mika PMed me and said that she would be gone for a couple of days. I have the right to control Kyoko during here absence, but...*Twitch* I'll be buggered if I dare to touch that character. I'd misportray her for sure. x.O So yeah, do any of you guys feel you could pull off a convincing Kyoko or should we just assume that she's following along without any direct reference as to what she's doing?

Oh, and it's a bit late, but better late than never, right? A hug for Mika from me as well. That sounds terrible, I've only suffered a broken wrist, a cut forehead and a minor concussion and those were bad enoug...I can't imagine what it would feel like to have a malfunctioning eye and a self-destructive knee cartilage. o.o Also, that doctor sounded like a real patronizing prick. Seriously, a situation like that and all he can say is "Tough luck, I can't do a thing about it, but let me read this children's book to you real nice and slow to make you feel like a kindergarten brat"? Stab the quack in the eye with a ballpoint pen to correct his perspective then get a specialist, I say. In my experience, ordinary doctors don't tend to be pretty clueless about anything that doesn't involve antibiotics or standard health checks, and if we would have settled for one of their verdicts, my grandma would be dead from cancer by now. << So yish, in a case a serious as this you shouldn't settle for anything less than the best treatment you can get. Of course, if you're already getting that (Which I hope you are) then please ignore that last comment. Clueless doctors are just one of those topics that tick me off. ><

As for the dedication...*Twitch* I could chance it with Mika's currently reduced accuracy, but I better not. Somehow I get the feeling she wouldn't stop until she got a hit. xD Therefore, I hereby dedicate this page to hugs. After all, everyone loves hugs, right? =3

IC:

"Glad to hear that we have at least one sane person around here." Valen replied, nodding at Reina's answer as he turned to leave. Just then, however, he came to a nasty realization. Rosairie was staying. This in itself was of course not a bad thing, but an unavoidable blurt-out of everything that had transpired which would surely follow if the skirt-clad moron would be caught was something quite different. Kyoko, annoying though she was, did at least possess something akin to intellect even if her lack of common sense was astounding, this she had proven by managing to infiltrate the building as well as she had, and she was a small, snivelling brat so he wagered that no-one would take her as a serious suspect. Besides, she seemed good enough at running away, but Rosairie...Valen groaned, that braindead bimbo couldn't sneak her way out of a paper bag.

"This might sound absurd..." he muttered in a low voice, still clearly aimed at Reina, "...but unless we get little miss moneybags out of here fast we're all as good as busted." he took a deep breath, bracing himself for the unpleasant task ahead, "You go on ahead, I can always pass myself off as having come to investigate if anyone asks. The waiting room is on floor 48, first corridor to the left after you leave the elevator.

"Rosairie..." he said in a level tone, turning to adress this person whom he found himself hating more and more every second - well, it had to be hate that he was feeling, hate for this foolish little girl who couldn't be bothered to save her own pathetic hide this one time when it would actually benefit others as well. He certainly wasn't liking or, relating to, her, why should he? And pity...he didn't deal in pity. Yes, hate was the only thing this could be - "...if you stay here you'll get everyone in trouble, including Kyoko and Silence but also including me, so are you coming voluntarily or shall I have to knock you out and drag you away? I would prefer the former..." he added, "But I can be flexible in this instance."
 
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OOC: Goodness... I've gotta post in like four RPs this morning. XD Come on PC server! Hold out for me!!

As for Mika... I hope everything goes okay for her. It really sounds as if she's going through a lot. ;_;

HUGS! I like hugs. ^-^ *hugs everyone in the RP*

Anywhoo... pardon my cursing in this post, but I was quoting Rosairie. ^^;


Reina
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When Valen began to obviously think about the situation they were in, Reina looked over to Rosairie, still frozen and looking none-to-happy. Why was Rosairie being so annoying? There she and Valen were, after practically being attacked by her crazed Jolteon, and they were being somewhat nice. Sure, they weren't cuddling with her and telling her it was all going to be okay, but they could have done much worse. Did she have any respect?

"You're right, it does sound crazy," Reina replied to Valen's comment about what to do with Rosairie, "But I have to say that I agree. You know, I was trying to give her a break when I got here, but she just freaked out and told me to 'scurry' after my 'bastard boyfriend'. I think she was referring to you; only it was hard for me to tell because you're not a 'bastard', or my boyfriend, and I don't scurry after anyone." She took this moment to shake her head in disbelief that she would ever be accused of such a thing.

Before she turned to go though, she managed a smile, "Well good luck with her, hopefully she grows a kernel of common sense. See you later!" After returning a potentially conspicuous Phoebe, Reina then turned and snuck off, keeping an eye out for guards that seemed curious. She kept repeating 'Floor 48' in her head to memorize it. She was never great at remembering numbers, and she had no desire to get lost in this place.
 
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{ooc| Blast! I was relying on Mika to tell you guys!
Man am I gonna give her a poking when she gets back...
I went on a trip to Italy. Yeah. Sorry for absense, yada yada.}

Rosairie glanced up sharply at Valen's words, and tucked Silence's ball back in her bag.
"Have you heard of 'Eddie Dean', Valen?" she said quietly. "He once said, 'Don't assume; it makes an AS$ out of U and ME.' Pretty funny, but pretty accurate, I'd say."
She got up, glancing to Kyoko briefly. She felt suddenly... betrayed. She had expected the younger girl to...stand up for her. God knows why. No one seemed to. "I'll come, Valen."
She wanted to scream at him. She wanted to hit him, she wanted to hurt him. She wanted to push a gun against his temple and shout, 'What did you do to Silence? You monster! You bastard!'. Of course, she could do none of these things.
She knew one thing, though. She wasn't afraid of Valen any more. Only angry. He had locked Silence down there in the dark, driven the poor creature to the river styx itself, it seemed. She loathed him

{ooc| If any of you guys know who Eddie Dean is, I will love you forever.}
 
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Floor 48 . . . Chain stepped back, his gaze remaining directed forward and taking in the scene. The situation is still rather tense here. But, it appears to be stabilizing somewhat--as well as can be hoped from them, anyway. And if nothing else, Rosairie seems to have control of herself. The trainer's eyes shifted slightly to the side. I should probably talk to her later, though.

Slipping away from the scene, Chain turned and made his way toward the elevator. Casting a glance back over his shoulder, the hacker pressed the elevator's "up" button. If possible, he wanted to enter the elevator before anyone else arrived. Swiftly stepping inside the elevator, even before the doors had finished opening, Chain immediately pressed the button for floor 48. As the doors began to close after several seconds, Chain's gaze lowered in an attempt to retain the appearance of being calm. I'm not in the clear yet. But from here, all I can do is hope . . . There are two other elevators on this floor. Theoretically, there's only about a 33.3 percent chance of them choosing this elevator. What the chances are of anyone bothering to look up at the screen to check which floor an elevator's on . . . I suppose that's something I can't predict. Either way, they probably won't draw any conclusions from it.

Lifting his eyes to the elevator's flourescent light ceiling, Chain stifled a sigh. Things aren't about to get any easier for us . . . are they?
 
"Is that so?" Valen replied in his usual emotionless voice, "If it was so accurate then maybe you would do well to heed his advice yourself instead of simply assuming that I am the root of all evil in this world. Oh don't even bother denying it." he added, his temper steadily growing out of hand. Here he was, saving this disgusting ingrate who was too dumb and weak to look after her own pathetic self, and all she did in return was to throw 'meaningful' quotes at him like she had it all figured out. He had recieved quite enough abuse for one day, and certainly wasn't in the mood to take any more while leaving. No, he was going to give, "That's what you've been assuming right from the start from reasons I can't even begin to imagine. This being the case, which one of us is the bigger as, eh? I do have a saying of my own that I like..." he went on as he began to walk, "Those who quote the most usually understand the least. It's probably not even an official saying, but I've found it to hold true far more often than many others. Now unless you want to give us away to the first idiot of a guard we run into I suggest that you keep your own assumptions to yourself from now on. Move it."

With that, he set off with a brisk stride, unable to resist musing over how well Rosairie could keep up. He might not have been in a position to let the ingrate get caught, but with her attitude being what it was there wasn't any need to

OOC: Just as a note: the misspelling was purposeful so as to avoid the censor.
 
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Reina
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Being sneaky was quickly becoming something Reina was quite enjoying. There was a real thrill about it that was not unpleasant. As she headed for the elevators, her ears picked up some voices. They sounded like serious ones, probably no more that five. They were talking about something important, and Reina distinctly heard "lightning" and "over there".

"Great...," she thought, freezing where she stood. Valen and the others were too far behind to excuse her, so what was she going to do? Luckily, their shadows were visible on the wall to the far left of her. They were standing and talking rather than moving towards their targets. It seemed they were preparing themselves for electricity, something that could potentially be fatal, and they were discussing precautionary measures. Reina thanked her lucky stars that the world of safety was so long and boring, for it was buying her the time to get to the elevator.

With that she got to the elevators, and quickly proceeded to push all of their buttons. Reina wanted speed, she didn't care which elevator she got. When she went to push the last one though, she noticed the doors just about to close. She frowned, looking at the image of what she thought was Chain.

"Huh? Chain?" she said, blinking in confusion. Thankfully her brain cut through the mild surprise and told her to stop those doors; this was, after all, the only elevator she didn't have to wait for. "Wait!" she said in a loud whisper, sticking her hand in the path of the doors. They began to slowly open again, and Reina bolted inside.

"Thought you could sneak away with no one noticing, huh?" she said, raising an eyebrow. She was smiling a little; her words weren't malicious, they were more like light teasing. The boy still looked to be a bit run-down, but Reina didn't want to comment on it; she certainly wouldn't have wanted anyone doing that to her.
 
Chain looked up in surprise at the sound of a familiar voice and the reopening of the elevator doors. Sensing the lighter tone in Reina's voice, a rare smile briefly tugged at Chain's features as he replied, "That was my hope. I don't think any of us wanted to get caught there, though." He paused. I wonder if it was really alright to leave Valen with Rosairie and Kyoko . . .

As the elevator began to rise, Chain placed his hands on the elevator's inner railing and leaned against the back wall. Though he would rather not admit it, he was still a little drained from his psychic activities earlier. Still, he was in considerably better condition than he was then, and his mind had regained its normal pace of calculations. Watching the elevator floors change, the trainer's eyes dimmed slightly as he fell into thought. At the moment, all I have are suspicions, premonitions, and empty theories with minimal information to support them. Yet I can't rid myself of this eerie sensation . . . That time, when I took Porygon into battle, I had the same feeling. Back then I ignored it. This time . . . This time, I can't even be sure of what I'm up against. But, it feels much bigger than a single virus. I don't know why, but it's almost as though I've been paralyzed by venom and rendered useless while massive jaws rise up around me--around all of us . . . and are prepared to swallow us whole. Once in the stomach of a snake, there is no escape.

"Even if we can slip away from that scene without being detected, it doesn't mean we're safe . . . " he murmured, half to himself, half to Reina. His voice dropping a little lower, he added, "Before long, I don't think there will be anywhere to run to."

[OOC: I wonder if Chain ever tires of being ominous. ^-^;;]
 
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Niah, I finally get my lazy self to post here.. Sorries. ^^;;
Ah, I know I'm late, but a hug's still a hug *hugs Mika*

Anyways, the last I managed to talk to BB, he said he would post here in two weeks. But, if I counted this week in.. He's two weeks late. Though, he was busy last I checked.


Ic-


"Eh? What ceremony?"Cona released Avery from the hug, not that she had noticed the girl struggling. More so because she wanted to adjust the hat on her head. Though she had recovered from the previous headache and sleepiness, from parts of her memory were still left to be sorted out.

"And where's JJ? Is he alright?"she questioned again, recalled the competition. The one she participated in to make her father proud. If this ceremony Avery was talking about had to do with that. It was some sort of prize presentation ceremony, yes? Did that mean that she had actually managed to claim one of the top positions?

"I-I- We? We got one of the top placings?"she asked eagerly, her hands clenched tightly as the excitement built up inside her. This was rarely like her to speak out in such a loud tone, but, this was an exception. What did she care if the satellites of an evil organisation bent on stealing all the cheese in the world as at work now. Readying a colossol lazer to destory the Earth as she stood there at that moment. She had actually won something. For once it wasn't a joke. Cona found it hard to believe herself, but she just smiled.

Though, a small voice in at the back of her head kept on nudging her, telling her that something definitely was up. The girl mentally agreed, still, she wasn't going to pass up a chance like what lay before her now.
 
{ooc|
"Please Mum... No, please, have pity... please... no, don't make me... DO THE COURSEWORK!" *cries*
Guys, I'm taking my leave...again. My Mum's discovered how much work I have to do this summer and is banning me from forums. In a way, she's right, because this work goes towards my final grade... which goes towards college. Please excuse Rosairie in any way you see fit. I'll be back as soon as I can.

Coursework's a crap name. Torture work's more likely... xP}
 
OOC: Aw... poor Charon! ;_; Coursework sounds very uncool. XD Well... looks like the ceremony's gonna hafta wait again? ^^;; Darned parents and their logic.


Reina
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Chain was always so... something else. He was always thinking of a bigger picture that Reina never quite bothered to think about. He also tended to talk about them all as a group. Was the group he mentioned everyone in the ceremony? Reina wondered why he considered them worthy to be bunched together. They did have a tendency to run into each other... and Valen and her already thought that this ceremony business was fishy.

One thing that bothered her about Chain was that he never quite seemed as if he were speaking his whole mind. He was always only ever saying part of what he thought. Reina couldn't even begin to fathom what else he was thinking of, nor was she the kind to pry it out of him, so she just pushed those thoughts to the back of her mind.

"You could be right," Reina said about his final comment, "That's fine with me, I prefer to fight anyway. Running has always been against my nature." She was still smiling, but she was serious. Reina was no coward, and even if she were afraid, she was sure she would fight.
 
{ooc| One last post xD
Please, bunny Rosairie to your heart's content. Pretend she's gone into shock and isn't saying much. If you really need a post from me, get Mika to contact me via MSN and I'll send a reply through her.}
 
OOC: Rosairie in shock? *Blinks* Yish, I think I can do that. I won't be very specific about it, though. And yes, under present circumstances (Mika, Plushie, Charon, and BB all MIA) we don't have enough characters to push on. I swear it's a jinx. >_<

IC:

Valen couldn't resist smiling just a bit when he noticed that, for once, Rosairie seemed to be at a loss for words. She still seemed to follow readily enough, and Kyoko would not doubt cling to her 'nee-chan' like usual - the boy didn't bother to check this since it was self-evident - so all in all, the situation was quite good. Valen's expression soon returned to dead serious, however, as he noticed two guardsmen just around the corner. They hadn't noticed him just yet, but there was no way in heck he could pass by them unnoticed with Rosairie and Kyoko on his trail, so he chose to brace himself mentally instead, quickly planning the words in his mind while he prepared put on his most reproachful scowl as he skulked past with his face purposefully concealed. In situations like this, offense was the best defense.

"Halt!" one of the guards called, just like Valen knew he would, "Stay where you are, all three of you!" he quickly rushed over, preparing to interrogate Valen. 'A shakedown...' the boy mused, just barely managing to surpress a grin, 'The suckers won't know what hit them...'


"Turn around and watch me when I speak to you, you uncorteous lout!" the guard spat out, "You had something to do with that explosion just now, didn't you?! You're-Mr.Ironholm?!" the guard's toughness drained away in an instant, the man taking a cautious step backwards and releasing Valen's shoulder. When you were a low-paid, low-rank guard with little to no prospect for occupational change or progress in your current career, there were a number of unwritten rules worth following, these included never messing with anyone from the "unspoken" departments, particularly when the anyone concerned was the adoptive son of your boss.

"Quite so." Valen replied with icy calm, "And you are a very keen observer of the obvious. Now perhaps you would be so good as to tell me why you seek to thwart my current assignment?"

"Assignment?" the other guard squeaked up with desperation-tinged scepticism, "H-hang on...I thought you were off-duty until further notice! And anyway, aren't those two the ones who dissappeared from the bottom floor?" he cast a suspicious glance at Rosairie and Kyoko, "They're suspects!" he cried, pointing a - somewhat shaky - finger of accusations, "We need to bring them in, sir."

"Further notice arrived." Valen retorted without allowing even the slightest trace of doubt to cross his features, "And I will have you know that these two aren't intruders but invited tournament victors whom, might I add, Slythe himself asked me to escort to the waiting room. Do you know nothing?!" he suddenly lashed out, causing the guards in front of him to cover. Deep down, these rookie grunts were all spinless cowards, you just had to keep them on their toes so they didn't realize their authority or - god forbid - try to figure things out, "There is already another squad investigating the explosion incident and they have sealed off the staircase because of it." he lowered his voice to a whisper as if to prevent Rosairie and Kyoko from overhearing, "You two should be in sector 5 investigating the lead of our mystery intruder."

"I-I'm afraid we haven't been informed about another squad, sir." the more outspoken one of the two persisted, folding his arms defensively,"And protocol demands that we at least bring these two in for routine questioning and-"

"Can I help it..." Valen interrupted softly, "...if this building works in such a way that idiot A doesn't have a clue about what idiot B is doing? By all means, bring these two in, ask your little questions...all I know is that Slythe requested that they be escorted to the waiting room immediately, but if you believe that his judgement is in error then I expect you to explain to him as well."

"U-us?" the guard stammered, "Explaining t-this to Slythe? But..."

"Conduct rule number 73?" Valen offered in a would-be helpful manner, "Yes, that might pose a problem. As would rule number 93, never disrupt the execution of the leader's orders, but tell you what..." he placed a brotherly hand on the young grunt's shoulder, feeling him tremble at the touch, "...I'm in a charitable mood at the moment, so if you two just let us go now and head off to your correct post, we'll all pretend that this embarassing little incident never happened. Does that sound reasonable to you?"

"I-" the guard stuttered, "I, yes, that-that sounds very reasonable...sir. Right, Cliff?"

The other one nodded desperately, "Yes, v-very reasonable...umm...thank you, sir. We'll just..."

"...be going..." the other one finished.

"Yes." Valen replied simply as the two took their leave, unable to restrain a small smirk, "You two just go ahead and do that."

He then proceeded to walk up to the nearest control pannel, pressing down the call button and waiting for whatever elevator was available to comply.
 
-OoC-

Anyways I'm back. Wretched band camp kept me away longer than I'd hoped to be gone and my knee's giving out on me (It's probably the completely ridiculous 9-hours-a-day-of-marching we're being forced to endure for a week) so I'll be able to post more. As for a second opinion Alter, I'm giving it til school starts to follow all the moronic protocall and if it's still misbehaving, I'm going to search all of iowa for a specialist.

So gimme a while to read on posts and my own should be up later today
 
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OOC: *Sigh* How many times have we gone through this now? -.- The opinions and sentiments expressed by my characters are not my own and any similarities between them are purely coincidental. I do not hate the character known as Kyoko, and, indeed, if you look at the exchanges between the two, there would seem to be more evidence to indicate that YOU hate my character. << However, because character opinions are by no means the same as those of their creators I will not make such an assumption and I'd appreciate it if you didn't either.

In short, could you please stop saying that? It's not true, and the amount of times you say it won't change that. Nyah, sorry about the tone. The last few days of my life have just been quite far from enjoyable so I'm afraid it has affected my tone. -.-

Anyway, there are no other posts her and there is no IC, so there isn't much else I can say at the moment.
 
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-edits out mean statement- ^^; sorry, I really was kidding. I won't do it any longer.

;-; awww. -hands Valen Plushie- D: I yew feel better...

>>; Sorry it took me three days to post. Somewhat broke my glasses and blinded myself.


-IC-

Her neck was covered in sweat. Nervous sweat. The feet that were connected to her legs were moving but she wasn't telling them to do so, they seemed to move on their own, oblivious to what was going on around her. She was definatly frightened, Valen had done a number on her self-confidence, and all she wanted was to be away from this. Her head drooped in a submissive mannor, she'd been silently following Valen through out the halls, completely obliviuos to where-if anywhere, Rosairie was in relation to herself. In fact, she hadn't even twitched when the luxury ball on her belt rumbled free and in a gentle purple mist, settled on her head.

Maybe it would be best... if for the moment I handled your affairs...

She didn't verbally or mentally respond, she simply shrugged and the shuppet took this as a premission slip and gently fused with the child's spirit, causing the girl's eyes to shift to a purple color; a clear sign to any she was under posession, and stopped dead in her tracks, "Valen, to avoid more suspicion I'm returning the way I came. I will meet you as you stated before in the conference room."

Not waiting for the boy to answer, Kyoko was turned and dropped through the shoot, changed back into more fitting attire and exited the bathroom, nodding a sweet smile to the poor technician who simply handed her a loli and shoed her off to the elevator. She stopped just short of the button and took a well earned moment to breathe (while still looking natural) before the up button was pressed and she was waiting for it to decend.
 
OOC: A bit, yeah, but as long as there's an extended essay hanging over my head and smoke from Russia (Yes, they're still burning their forests best they can. <<) stinging my eyes I won't exactly be extatic with joy. -.-

Anyways, it's about time I posted here so...

IC:

'And just when I thought things were going smoothly.' Valen groaned inwardly as Kyoko suddenly announced that she would go on her own to "avoid suspicion".

"That's-" Valen began, but the ghost-possessed little squirt had already slipped down to the floor below. The boy frowned, less suspicious indeed. He had just managed to convince the guards that they were an invited group and now Kyoko, or whoever was in charge within her disturbed little head, decided to jeopardize it all by setting off solo.

"Lunatic..." Valen muttered, shaking his head as a cheery 'ping' announced the elevator's arrival, casting a glance in Rosairie's direction without looking at here, "So are you coming or would you prefer to follow your precious nee-chan down the chute? No, figured you wouldn't."

With that, he half-dragged the girl inside before she had the time to say one thing or the other, quickly proceeding to press the correct button and leaning back, completely shutting Rosairie's voice out of his conscious mind before she could unleash her stream of righteous indignation.
 
OOC: Slowly moving on... slowly. XD

And that suck about smoke. We've been going through a bout of forest fires here. Smoky = annoying. >.<


Reina
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"Darn this elevator!" Reina said with a frustrated expression, "Why's it have to be so slow?" The girl was getting impatient, she wanted to get to that ceremony and find out what was going on. Not to mention, she was really curious as to what had happened back there with Silence. It was so strange; she had never seen a pokemon act like that before. Tabansi might know something... perhaps she should bring him out? But no, she never felt comfortable letting out pokemon in buildings like this. Her father had always taught her to respect property and regulations.

It would have to wait. Suddenly a tone sounded and the elevator halted. The doors slowly opened and Reina took a look out of them. "Well come on Chain, the elevator's stopped!" she said to the boy, "Let's go." She stepped out and took notice of the surroundings. This floor was as clean as ever, and still had the appearance of the other floors. She looked to the left and noticed that there was indeed a corridor.

"This way then," she said, proceeding to walk down it. Almost there. Hopefully Valen wasn't having too much trouble with Rosairie and Kyoko.
 
With a slight nod, Chain wordlessly stepped out of the elevator after Reina. After casting a glance at the metal plate beside the elevator doors to confirm the floor was correct, he then turned and followed the other trainer silently down the hall. This feeling is growing worse, as though each step brings us closer to danger. Reina is right, though. Whether or not we can run, we can and will fight.

Painfully conscious of the stolen files he carried with him, Chain continued to walk toward the ceremony waiting room, thankful for the experience that allowed him to retain his apparently calm demeanor. As he walked, Chain's green-gold eyes shifted subtly about, observing his surroundings as he listened intently for any sound that might indicate the presence of another being. Above the sharp tap and resulting echo of his and Reina's steps, however, naught could be heard. After a short time, Chain's roving gaze finally rested on a single door--windowless, with a metal latch, apparently made of wood, though likely some material with a wood print layered over it. Is that the waiting room?
 
OOC: Meep! It's been nearly a month since anyone posted here last. And one month is enough to declare this RP dead. o.o So yish, I'd better get to posting before it actually is declared dead, erm...unless y'all want it that way, of course, not that it would make much sense considering all the effort that's gone into this, so...ehh...nevermind, I honestly don't have a clue about what I'm aiming at. o.O

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"Floor 48, waiting rooms and conference spaces." Valen remarked in a completely humorless tone, for no other reason than to fend off the annoying silence that had been occupying the elevator for the entire time. In all honesty, the boy had half-expected some kind of snappish remark from Rosairie about his crude behaviour, maybe a good old-fashioned argument involving either party telling the other precisely what their problem was, and this constant response of nothing almost made Valen feel cheated. This being the case, he didn't object when Rosairie excused herself with...what was it again? Something about visiting the ladies' room? The boy hadn't really been paying any attention at all to the words, so he couldn't recall.

'Not that I care anymore, really.' he added for himself as he proceeded down the hallway leading to the waiting room, 'She's on the right floor now, so the danger's over. At least for now...' he groaned, absent-mindedly taking a right turn rather than heading towards the room he had directed the others to. The thought of spending more time around all those people really didn't appeal to him at the moment, especially with all the tension in the air. Nonetheless, Valen was faced with little choice but to turn around when he noticed that he was well on his way to the station of one of Slythe's countless secretaries, one whom he certainly didn't feel like running into at the moment. The door was ajar, however, and just as Valen was about to turn and leave, the sound of an argument caught his ears. He stopped at this, slowly sneaking his way back towards the door and nonchalantly leaning against a wall quite close to it, turning his attention to the sounds coming from within.

"Now look here miss, this is really quite simple." a slightly flustered male voice possessing a sound somewhat similar to the turning of old parchment remarked, the tone of his voice suggesting that this was not the first time this day that he was explaining his case, "I'm a close family aquintance of Mr.D'argent and my matter is urgent. Could you please just take me to him?"

"I'm sorry, sir." the secretary's voice replied in the usual half-detached monotone which most Waiwai employees seemed to use, "But Mr.D'Argent is adamant about attending the awards ceremony personally and has requested that all meetings be postponed until it is over. However, I could schedule you for next week-"

"Next week may already be too late!" the male voice snapped, "At this very moment, the-" the speaker broke off, as if regretting what he had just said, "Look..." he continued in a calmer tone, "Could you at least pass a message on to him? Tell him that Arty wants to see him, and that Ivalice 69 must not be touched under any circumstances until we have talked. He will know what I mean."

The secretary gave a tired sigh of forfeit, and Valen could almost picture the tired this-isn't-my-job expression on the secretary's face, "Very well." the female voice replied in the same, bored monotone, "I'll pass it on but I won't promise anything."

"Thank you." the male voice replied, "And have a nice day, miss."

"Whatever..."

Valen snapped back into alertness as he heard the sound of approaching footsteps, quickly turning around and beginning to walk off so as to not seem like an eavesdropper.

'Ivalice 69...' he mused, quickly turning towards the waiting room and risking a brief glance behind him, which revealed the back of a thin, man, shaped in a slightly rat-like manner, whose black, neatly trimmed hair was already showing a few grey strands here and there, although the rest of his features were conveniently covered by the rather worn-looking grey travelling cloak that he wore. This struck Valen as odd, as anyone with close relations to Slythe, like the man claimed to possess, could certainly afford to dress way better.

'Dress way better?' he repeated in his mind, groaning slightly, 'Oh great, I've really been around Rosaire too long...' he shuddered slightly at the thought, deciding to push all of his musings about the man aside and focus on his words instead as he strode down the hallway. Even with this convinction, however, he couldn't help the awkward feeling that said man was actually observing him, but as soon as he turned to check, Valen saw little more but an empty hallway.

"I really need to get more sleep..." he muttered for himself, heading forward until he spotted a familiar figure by the waiting room entrance.

"Is there something wrong with our lovely waiting room, Chain?" he asked sarcastically, guessing what the other boy was getting at. The room really looked more like some kind of probation cell than a place to entertain guests, although in all honesty, the look did suit the function quite well, "It's tapped of course, but other than that, it should be fine."
 
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