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Post by Midnight on Aug 30, 2004 17:57:17 GMT
[ModNote: Continued from The Big Day.] *Midnight storms outside through the side door exit to the inn. Seriously annoyed at the shape-shifter. At first she thinks about walking off but then decides to face him.* *To herself* I can't put it off forever. I knew he was going to show up. Sooner or later anyway. *Midnight begins to pace up and down waiting for the inevitable...* |
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Post by Coriolis on Aug 30, 2004 18:06:01 GMT
[ModNote: Also continued from The Big Day.] *The "Inevitable" pads up a few moments later, the paw prints suddenly becoming boot-prints and the figure of the tall man seemingly stepping out of the ether* [The gentle humour of before has returned and a less than unnoticeable smirk is across his face] Consider that my revenge for cracking me over the head in that cave Rhiannon... It could have been worse... By the way, your attire suits you. It profanes a person of such high standing and skill as yourself but it is definately............. Interesting.......  |
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Post by Midnight on Aug 30, 2004 18:21:19 GMT
*Stops pacing at the sound of the shape-shifters voice.*
Well I suppose you expect me to be grateful but I'm not.. and the name is Midnight NOT Rhiannon. So if your going to carry on talking to me try and use the right name....or I'll start ignoring you again or giving you more that a whack to the head.
Believe me this attire is not at all to my liking but due to today's opening Mr Redmun ordered the out fit specially.
So what do you want?? Other than to seemingly make my life hell.
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Post by Coriolis on Aug 30, 2004 18:36:22 GMT
*The famous wry grin*
Dragging your existence down to the lower realms was not my intention Rhi......*sigh* (if you must...) 'MIDNIGHT'.
My intention is the same as before, as it has always been since I learned that you were a part of this land now.
TO ENSURE YOUR SAFETY AND SANCTITY...
My return from the hunt yielded nothing but corpses back home. I could only imagine that you were one of them. Imagine my position on learning that you're still alive and kicking... Literally...
*He steals a quick glance at the boots she is wearing. Redmun obviously had a very specific type of customer in mind when he had these 'Dresses' made. A kick from a pair of heels as sharp as that would be the end of anyone foolish enough to get too close to them.*
This 'Job' of yours seems to have more to it than you may believe. A lady of your standing shouldn't be doing such debase tasks such as this...
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Post by Midnight on Aug 30, 2004 18:51:59 GMT
Yes well there's not a lot of work arond this village..and money is needed so the job is taken....and if anyone expects more than food and drink then they'll get a surprise they won't forget in a hurry and not the nice kind.
*Midnight brings her annoyance under some control.*
You don't need to worry about my safety I can look after myself and have been doing so since I woke up in a village far from here. With nothing but a black wall for a memory, this necklace, a dagger and the clothes I was wearing.
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Post by Coriolis on Aug 30, 2004 19:01:12 GMT
*He appears mildly chastened at this but continues on...* I must admit that you can handle yourself better in a fight than many of us... Your safety I will therefore step-down from. Just please be careful that you don't bite off more than you can chew one day......  Your Sanctity however is something that I cannot leave be... That 'Black-wall' that you mention, The very fact that you were 'dumped' in the middle of nowhere with nothing but your senses (i fear not even that...). The unfathomable reasons as to why you willfully push away your past... The one part that makes you, YOU. I could never forgive myself if you were to leave us again without even knowing the truth of your own very existence........ |
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Post by Midnight on Aug 30, 2004 19:20:16 GMT
Us??? Who is us?? All I know is that since you showed up I have a feeling that I can't get rid of, my necklace that always did react to my emotions glows on its own along with yours and have that spirit walk that I think is some of my past but I'm not sure. Plus you keep calling me Rhiannon or kept should I say. So surely you can understand that after all that I'm not going to react well to being told I'm not who I am and that you know me or my past better than I. No I can't dispute that were from the same world anymore. *Midnight realises she is babbling and shuts up. Going slightly red at showing her one tell tale sign of nervousness.* |
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Post by Coriolis on Aug 30, 2004 20:03:14 GMT
*notices the growing red hue that is surrounding her. It isn't helped by the fact that her pendant is glowing a very pale pink in sympathy.....* Trust you to use a thousand words when one will suffice! Maybe this will help... You should be aware of the spell by now I hope? *He removes the Necklace from around his neck and holds it out the same as before in Dunnfalls.* Maybe we will both be able to find answers to our questions, hmm? If I may? *He gestures towards Midnights Pendant and waits patiently* |
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Post by Midnight on Aug 30, 2004 20:17:00 GMT
*Midnight slowly takes her necklace from around her neck...she doesn't rush...she's not eager for another encounter with something she can't really remember but it's time for her to at least try to capture what she has lost...but at what cost??
*Holding up the necklace the same as the shape-shifter she nods her head. Within minutes the world begins to swirls around the pair.*
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Post by Coriolis on Aug 30, 2004 20:41:12 GMT
Keep your mind open this time young one. A closed mind will only result in a Headache like before. Unlike the 20th Century, this realm doesn't have the magic they call 'Aspirin'... *The Swirling continues as Coriolis dives deep in the Girls mind. Trying to dredge up the long forgotten memories.* I believe this may suffice... *The pair reappear in the walled settlement of Arios, mildly unsettled at first because it is not the same time that they left..... many years have passed...* [OOC: Continued in "Arios - Magic lessons"] |
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Post by Sylvester Hands on Aug 31, 2004 19:25:49 GMT
* Hands is standing by the same side door holding a sack, intent upon filling it with loot from the inn, when he sees an old acquaintance, Midnight, in the garb of the waitresses from whose place of employment he has just been ignominiously ejected, standing next to a tall man whom he hasn't seen before. He approaches them, 'magic' rope at the ready, when he perceives that this would seem unnecessary as they are in some sort of trance: both open-eyed and obviously alive but motionless and apparently oblivious to the world around them [OOC: just as they were during their previous visit to Arios from the Dunnfalls.] He waves his hand in front of Midnight's face. She does not react. He shakes her. No response. Seeing a golden opportunity to avenge her previous humiliation of Brinkatore, the Opposition and, most importantly, himself, Hands prepares to fill his sack not with swag but with provocatively and expensively clad serving-wench, first removing her footwear in case it tears the sack and observing that if he'd known he was going to come into possession of these objects he wouldn't have had to steal a weapon from Ah Wok. He keeps them, however, as they look expensive. Though, for reasons unknown to Sly, Midnight is already helpless, he ties her up with his rope (magic uncertain) in case she wakes up and, well, because one has to do these things properly; when it comes to abduction, the simple-minded Hands is somewhat set in his ways. This done, he stuffs her into the sack, hoists the latter over his shoulder and makes for the dungeons. * OOC: continued, when Midnight and Coriolis return from Arios, in "An uninvited guest" in the Dungeons. |
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Post by Sylvester Hands on Aug 31, 2004 21:59:02 GMT
* Some time later, Grippa and Rhark find Coriolis still catatonic and take him. *
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Post by ringmasterrob on Sept 1, 2004 8:48:37 GMT
*A few hours later one of the larger men guarding the Wolf's Howl is sent to do a permimeter check, Midnight has well exceeded the reasonable length of a break and she is wanted back to continue her job. All the man finds when going past the corner where Midnight & Coriolis has been previously is some disturbed dust. It is assumed Midnight has fled in embarassment at messing things up & the celebration continues one serving girl short.*
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Post by Madmogsue on Sept 5, 2004 22:17:33 GMT
*the moogle wakes up and all is dark. Has she slept an entire day? As her eyes adjust to the evening light, she notices that somethings aren't as they should be. The first and most obvious thing is the lack of her friend's presence.... Hmmmm.... where's Midnight? *As she wanders round the room trying to pick up her companion's scent so she can track her, she comes accross her clothes....* Midnight's clothes? Why would she go out naked? *has a panicing thought....* is Midnight a ..... Naturist? *she picks up the clothes and jumps onto the window ledge and stares out into the late evening sky. pondering the whereabouts of her friend.* where are you midnight? * as she sits there, a gust of wind comes whipping in the window, catching the moogle and pulling her off the ledge and down into the street below landing with a hearty thud. She dusts herself down as the world goes dark all around her.* *after a minute or so of pawing at the "darkness" She realises something has landed over her...the streetlights make an appearance. Looking at Midnight's clothes, it dawns on her that when she fell they must have fallen with her out of the window, landing right over the top of her.....* *as she gathers the items... another thought dawns on her; why are all of midnight's clothes here? why isnt midnight wearing her clothes.... why was i just blown out a window.... hang on.... WHERE IS MIDNIGHT?? *after this realisation, something occurs to her... she senses something.... she looks to the ground and there's something in the air.... not quite sure what it is, she lets her senses go into overdrive to try and pick out what she has detected. "sniff sniff.... SNIIIIIIFFFF....cough cough choke" something tells her that she shouldnt have done that... somethings been here reciently..... SUMTHIN' SMELLS! *a little while later, after blocking out the horrible pong(i wonder what could smell as bad as that... in fact i dont wanna know!) she finally picks up midnights scent.... and the trail goes cold... and the scent of that... man... the Tiger man...he's been here too.... but this awful pong...... she suddenly remembers... this is not the first time she has encountered this smell... the caves.... or i think the "dungeons" they call them.... when those bad people were chasing us.... and the ball FINALLY hits home....* she screams. MIIIIIIIIIIIIIID....NIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIGHT! (OCC: continues in the dungeons thread topic "The moogles Proclimation") |
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