[Setting] Dimly lit,Smoke Filled Dive Bar, Downtown.
Post number #268781, ID: 92f44e
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>>268765 "The balcony is 35 Zenny, and the Fireplace 30. Although the fireplace room has a relatively generous window for viewing. Reflective and one way naturally.">She informed him, clearly unfazed by the suspiciously low prices. The building itself had been strangely arranged as well if one had cared to look, unlikely in the storm however.
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>>268736 >It waits patiently, nodding along, until Tabby is relatively free. "25, right... Would you like payment up front? If so, I would need to excuse myself for a moment."
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(Btw hi from the last thread)
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>>268802 "Yes 25. You needn't pay now, if it requires you to leave the building. Please, stay and enjoy the warmth and dry."
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(Oh ok)
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(Fringe-)
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>>268819 >It shakes it's head. "Oh, no, not the building. Just... The bathroom or something." >It realized, a bit slowly, that it needed to explain. "It isn't anything dirty, I assure you. I have hinges on my back, you see, where my uh... Skin? Peels off, everything underneath is airtight, metal. It's clean, but... I don't have anywhere dry to keep it. So it's under there. I shouldn't just undress here."
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>>268827 >blinking at how forward and bluntly she had been informed, Tabby nodded, allowing it to do what it had to. "No, of course. Do as you need."
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(Wait who is who now?) -Fringe
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>>268833 (Hello, I'm the androgynous android who was talking to Garrett the zombie. Garrett seems to be out atm, I assume asleep.)
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>>268833 (GM here)
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(Ah ok)
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(I suppose everyone can reintroduce themselves when they start again) -Fringe
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(Adult here -Chanka)
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"Yaaa~" >The small oni seems to enjoy the pats but then again moves away 'Adult, I gotta be an adult!' she whispers before taking a sip of her drink
Post number #268865, ID: 6306a2
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(To fringe's question from the last thread) "My favorite thing about this city? Well, probably the fact that there's so many interesting people... So what's yours?"
Post number #268872, ID: 92f44e
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>>268855 >Tabby chuckled as she watched Frank's affection be taken with mixed feelings. The little police officer clearly didn't mind. She wondered how old she really was. "Mmm~ What a cute.." >Frank went into senseless mumbling as he continued to give the little oni his attention.
Post number #268880, ID: 805dcf
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>Fringe turned back to her and slid her a glass of wine, smiling. "Thats a good answer. And I would have to agree. Well, that, and the tech. I love how far it's come." >As he says his answer, he looks at his prosthetic, flexing his fingers and smirking.
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>>268865 >The little oni turns to the lady "You better be careful of people you meet though! There's a lot of scary people in this city!" >She then turns back her attention to her drink, looking happy
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>>268827>>268831 >Excusing itself from the conversation going on nearby, and the zombie it had been speaking to some time ago, it went to retrieve the money it had stashed away. Under it's skin. Fun, but would be creepier if it were human.
Post number #268894, ID: 45c74c
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(my chara is just an extra, an underage girl probably 17, named Eve)
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>>268886 >Equally happy, no longer exuding his previous melancholy, Frank gently picked up the Oni and sat her in his lap. Humming, he went on petting his fellow police officer almost like she was a rather large cat. It was an amusing sight, considering he was a detective and she allegedly an officer of the GCPD.
>Scandalous.
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>The oni just keeps sipping her drink, looking up at Frank with a curious expression "Are you okay mister? I'm not a teddy bear!" >Upon closer inspection, her uniform is the real deal
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"By the way, repeating my questions dont count, hon." >Fringe says, smirking and taking a swig of his drink
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>>268909 "Teddy~" >Frank said with a dopey grin, rubbing his scruffy cheeks on the top of the oni's head, now treating her much like a child would a teddy bear. She was soft.
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(Am getting a bit tired, but watching this thread an occasionally peeking in, will report more tomorrow, so just assume my androgynous android is removing Skin while I'm gone I suppose. Maybe tell the zombie that if he comes back.)
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>>268916 "I guess it's an adult's duty to help people, see I'm mature!" >The oni says, looking quite happy despite her own words, sipping her drink cutely >She looks more like his daughter than a fellow officer
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>>268935 (I want a Chanka now) >Tabby shakes her head, watching her stereotypically gloomy drunk brighten up considerably with the tiny officer in his lap. "Oh dear, ge definitely won't be going anywhere tonight. Probably won't make it to work tomorrow either." >Frank hadn't a care in the world, all but snuggling the wee lady officer. If anyone from the department saw them, neither would live it down.
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>'Adults are weird'. Eve thought.
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>Fox finishes his Branditini and is singing Your Love is a Drug to himself. It almost looks like there's steam coming out of his ears, but he's so happy there anyway.
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>The tiny sergant is just drinking happily, she doesnt seem to mind the glances while her legs swing around, she seems happy "Is he always like this?" >She asks tabby
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>casting her gaze over the entire bar, Tabby had a happy smile. The atmosphere was more than pleasant, it was friendly and the mood was warm, happy even. "No, it's honestly a pleasant surprise." >She informed the oni with a small smile. "You might have done something special. Who knows."
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>>268950 "Of course I did! I'm an outstanding adult after-all!" >Chanka says smugly, puffing her flat chest forward
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>A short, hooded figure walks into the bar. Two pairs of fox ears are sticking out from the hood. "Can't wait to get killed seven times again..." >Seven said, sighing. Their voice sounded quite feminine. "At least I'm getting paid, oh, but I'm also sworn to secrecy. >Seven sat down at a table and waited.
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(a pair of fox ears)
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>Tabby couldn't help but giggle. The girl was endearing, she had such a silly sense of grandeur. It was cute. "Oh of course! But I guess this means you're responsible for him now, Miss Police Sergeant. Adult responsibility is an important thing you know. >she winked at the little oni, knowingly setting her up to be Frank's babysitter for the night. Who knew, maybe something productive would come of it.
Post number #268982, ID: 92f44e
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>>268970 >Noticing yet another soaked figure wander in, Tabby, ever a good host waved them down. "Welcome! Can I get you anything?"
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>>268979 "Wha? But I- huh" >The little girl doesnt seem to happy "But I guess you're right!" >She goes back to her smug self "I am an adult after all!"
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(>Casually scans the feed every now and then waiting)
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"Atta girl!" >Tabby cheered with a thumbs up, encouraging the oni. "You sure are. Gotta make sure that silly detective is save and sound right?"
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>>268983 >Frank all the while snuggled the Sergeant happily, showering her with affection.
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>>268982 "Ahh!" >Seven shrieks, moving slightly backwards. "Don't kill me more than seven times within a minute! If you do then I'll really die!"
Post number #269004, ID: 92f44e
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>blinking in confusion, Tabitha looked over at the lone figure. "E-excuse me. Are you okay? Do you need help?" >Worry and confusion was clear in her voice.
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>a girl walks in >her snow white skin and long black hair stand out rather well >over it a black hoodie and skirt. >and a double C rack "uhh hello?" >and to top it all of is the voice of an angel
Post number #269011, ID: 9abe03
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"Uuhhh..." >Seven shrugged. "Well just five minutes ago I was shot in the brain twice with two hollow point rounds and that killed me twice but it's a good thing the bullets didn't embed themself inside me or else my boss would have to kill me again to take out the bullets then I'd get killed again by bleeding out from the messy surgery because he's terrible with a knife... Uhh..." >Seven shrugged again. "Yes! I'm fine!"
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>>269002 >From behind, a pair of hands grasps Seven's fox ears, pinching them lightly but firmly. "So you're the one they sent?" >Zee's tone is icy and flat. Her long blonde hair is up in a high ponytail this time, and she's wearing long jeans and a t-shirt with an angry b/u/rg graphic on the front. A clear umbrella hangs from her arm, wet with rain.
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>>268910 (Sorry i'm sleepy ;n;) >Alter crosses her hand and places them on the lap, looking up "The technology sure is admirable, but i can't help but wonder what was the cost of it all... Ah whatever" >She turns back to Fringe "Well, here's a question: why does it matter if i'm a time traveler or not? You aren't hoping to change the past are you?"
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>>269013 "Oww oww oww oww!" >Seven shrieked. "Please don't kill me more than seven times within one minute! I'll actually die if you do!"
>Fringe chuckles at the thought. "Oh no, no, no. I just am enthralled by that sort of stuff. Also, time travelers probably have the best stories." >He smiles, leaning back, getting comfortable and drinking some more, enjoying the Karmotrine and Adelhyde concoction.
Post number #269027, ID: af7e59
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"Ah. Sorry for spacing out there. Where did whoever I was talking with go? Is he getting ready to reward you?"
>The zombie chuckles, and is now looking at tabby..
"Also, I'll try again on my order. Do you have any drink that's not that sweet, but not that sour, strong or bitter either?"
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>>269005 "Grrr, beauty spotted" >Chanka looks at her own chest and pats it "I-I'm an adult... A real adult wouldnt feel jealous!"
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>>269027 "Then take a zen star or something!" >The little oni girl says to Garret
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>>269029 "A zen star? Never tried that before. Thank you. I'll take a zen star then."
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>>269018 "Geez, they must've really fucked you up." >Zee's voice has a little less edge to it, and she lets his ears slip from her fingers. >Only now does her field of view widen, and she takes in the smokey interior of the bar.
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>she takes a seat at the bar. "um excuse me bartender can i get a piano man?" >she turns to garret "well hello there gg."
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>she takes a seat at the bar. "um excuse me bartender can i get a piano man?" >she turns to garret "well hello there gg."
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>>269037 >Seven turns around and was about to give Zee a hug, but then slowly turned her head around with widened eyes. "Uhh... Yeah... I'm the first kid they tried to kill, but I just wouldn't die so now I'm their messenger." (Seven is a she)
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>>269023 >She laughs "Well, I hate to tell you this, but i'm really not that special. I can't travel through time any better then you can, i just got a little lost and had an accident"
"Ah, I see. Well, my next question: when/where are you from?" >Fringe is absolutely engrossed, eager to learn more about the girl.
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>>269028 "I think you humans sometimes worry too much. Emotions like jealousy are normal! I should be the one saying that you shouldn't get that way, right?" >Fox raps his knuckles against his head, giving off a clanging noise with each hit. Some of the grey from his cheeks has gone, but he still is by no means sober.
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>>269039 >Garrett turns to the girl, looking slightly suprised.
"I'm sorry, do I know you?"
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>>269057 "Ehhh? Are you okay lilim mister?" >She looks a bit concerned
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>>269042 (sorry I messed that up too many traps in this city) >Zee lets out a resigned sigh, the cold expression melting off her face. She tugs at the glove on her left hand subconsciously. "So? What are those assholes up to?" >She walks around the table to sit across from Seven, pulling out her phone as she does so. A few swipes is sufficient to send a brief DM to Fuschia Fedora.
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(I like it being busy, im just a bit worried the thread is gonna fill up too much and get out of hand)
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>>269058 "oh boo. No recognition for who you call daddy? Dont tell anyone my secret yet though ok?" >>269028 >the girl leans close to her ear. >she speaks silently and softly so only chanka hears her. "sorry to say but i am a man... Da-ga o-to-ko da.." >he returns to her seat and puts back on her innocent demeanor
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(Dont worry, just check trip codes, we had fuller threads before -Chanka)
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(Really? Sounds über hectic.. -Fringe)
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>>269064 "Dont lie to me! Booby monster!" >Chanka seems angry and pouts "All that fat is stealing nutrients for your brain, Idiot!" >She's being cute and angry again
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>>269062 "Well if I told you I'd die." >Seven shrugs. "So I'll just do what my boss told me to. He said to treat Double as an entity separate from our party and that he does not reflect our actions as group."
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>>269068 >all she does is give a chaotic wink
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>>269064 >He looks slightly more surprised by this, but smiles.
"Ah! Daddy! Nice to meet you. You're undercover or something?"
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>>269074 "nope. Just for fun." >she laughs a bit
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>>269048 >Alter sighs, and shakes her head "I wish I knew, but we never bothered with names or dates, only winning the war"
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>>269079 >Garrett sips his zen star as suprise leaves his face, and is replaced by sheer disgust.
"Fuck! Why is this a thing? This is disgusting!"
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>>269069 "Last thing I need is for you to make a mess." >Zee replies dryly. "What makes you think I care about your well-being at all? As far as I'm concerned, you're complicit in the death of that little boy, along with whatever other atrocities your 'boss' has committed." >She crosses her arms. "That 'Double' guy sure seemed like part of your group to me. If he's not, why not turn him in?"
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>>269092 "with all due respect, it was bound to happen. Zen stars are infamous for their taste." >'she' says while waiting for her drink
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> 'This bar attracts funny characters..' > Eve finishes her sugar rush. The rain won't stop. She might stay at the bar for more hours. She doesn't have much money left.
> 'Maybe I'll just sit here and listen to their conversation.'
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>>269099 >Garrett sets down his drink, and orders a sugar rush.
"I get why. I guess it's a good drink for trolling people. Fuck."
>He stares at the little girl who suggested home the zen star. Not angrily, but he does stare at her.
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>>269068 "I guess humans are just funny to me sometimes" >Fox stretches a bit and laughs at Chanka getting all fired up and pats her head some more, giving her horns taps as well. "Kimi wa kawaii hi no seishin, darling. You almost remind me of me when I was first deployed"
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>>269098 "I can't exactly tell you because-" >Seven's eyes widen momentarily, then she drops from her seat sideways onto the floor. Her left hand reaches out, and her right hand rests on her throat. She's trying to breathe, but ends up falling dying on the floor. Ten seconds after she died, Seven stood back up, but then fell backwards, blood coming out of her mouth. She died again. Ten seconds later, she stood up again with wide eyes. "P-Please... s-s-stop..."
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>>269103 "dont worry bro i got this." >there is a devilishly sly grin on her face. >but just for a moment >she walks towards chanka and whispers. "but i am genuinely a guy" >her voice was soft feminine and sweet
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>>269103 "Hey, I didnt lie, it wasnt particularily bitter or sweet or anything!" >Chanka says >>269107 "N-Not the horns please, it feels weird" >She says while blushing
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> 'Ex-mercenaries and the filfthy heathen's stream.... this city might just removed from the earth one day...' Eve thought to herself, then a girl who falls down to the floor, dying caught her attention.
"What the...?"
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>>269113 >Garrett continues staring.
"You might have tried to help, but that was both sour, and just generally distasteful. I will forgive you though."
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>>269113 "excuse me ma'am but... Do you hate me?" >the girl whispers >her face, full of sorrow and guilt
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>>269118 "You didnt like it? I think its pretty good?" >Chanka says with a tilt of her head, she looks like she was saying 'Is your head okay?'
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>>269113 "Gomen-gomen!" >Fox gives her head a few more scratches and then goes to scratch his own head and fix his hair slightly. He also takes the time to loosen himself up with some more Brandtini, as he'd accidentally gotten two glasses. Whatever, he thought. Money wasn't an important issue. "Oddly enough, my sensors pick up something hiding in your horns, but I can't tell what. Or it's just the air in here making them act up again."
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>>269121 "Huh. I guess we have different tastes then. I mostly like sweet drinks only, so I guess ordering something like this wasn't the best idea."
>He takes a good slurp of his Sugar Rush. So nice. So sweet.
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(need to disappear again)
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>>269127 "Sweet things are yummy~" >The Oni's face melts into pure bliss while she claps her hands, before suddenly realizing how she was acting "I-I mean, Bitter things are good too, any adult should enjoy those!"
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>>269109 >Zee stood quickly, her chair falling over with a crash. "Bloody hell" >She rushes over to support Seven, grabbing her arms. "Don't say a thing!" >Her voice is urgent. "I get the message already, you assholes!" >She seems to call out to no one in particular, before lowering her voice again. "Whatever happened to not killing the bloody messenger?"
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>>269136 >Chanka suddenly turns around to see the commotion, getting up from Frank's lap "Wha-What the hell is happening here?" >She says urgently
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"well you people are boring. *sigh* might as well do what i came here for." >she taps the device on her neck. >the girl in enveloped in what look to be dandelions made entirely out of light. >when the light fades it is revealed that the girl is really a man. >he approaches seven "so your related to that stream?"
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>All of the commotion set off a minor panic response in Fox. He quickly spun around and automatically got his finger-gun ready, still not even sure what was going on. He kept his eyes on the person who was cloaking themselves. He still didn't charge a shot.
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>Zee clamps a hand over Seven's mouth before she has a chance to respond. "Shut it! *They* are listening in or maybe even watching us right now. I'm not sure what might provoke another reaction from them.
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>Zee looks around the bar quickly before settling her gaze on Cyrus, motioning him over with her free hand. "To answer your question, yes she's related. Seems to me like one of their failed experiments." >She says with a grimace. "Don't know why they bothered sending her when they could've just posted on /u/."
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>>269165 >he gives a nod.
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>Suddenly, something gets thrown through the window of the bar. It lands on the ground and rolls around for a second. It is a ball shaped thing, and it rolls to a stop... >Upon closer inspection, it is an EMP grenade! >Suddenly, it goes off, and all lights go off in the building! >Now that the room is dark, it gets hard to see anybody's definition.
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>"not very subtle are you ff." >he thinks to himself
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>Fox, running on electronics, immediately shuts down and falls like a sack of bricks. His chassis dents the floor slightly and a red glow can be seen under his shirt. All his joints are locked in place, along with his eyes closed shut.
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>>269181 Keeping her right hand firmly over Seven's mouth, Zee pulled her down to the ground, crouching and waiting for her eyes to adjust.
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(no arrow fml >it's 3am)
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>Quickly, a female figure in power armor wearing a fedora rolled through the front door! >Fuschia Fedora has entered the fray! >Using the built-in night vision sight inside her helmet, she quickly spotted out the people around, and saw Zee covering the mouth of the man from the live stream. "Zee? Is that you? What are you doing, that guy works with them!" >She runs over and puts her hands on Seven, pinning him down! "Got you now! Tell me where your killer friends are, Seven!"
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>>269196 >cyrus looks like a female again. >must have shifted while the lights were out. >she waves at FF
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((I'm just going to state now tht Fox's systems are down, so he will have no recollection of everything after the EMP goes off. Also, the thought of him, completely frozen in a self-made mini crater is hilarious to me.))
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>Then, Fuschia Fedora notices the throat wound on Seven. "Oh shit, he's injured?! Who did this to him?" >Shw immediately let up and started observing the wound. "The EMP should wear off in about 30 seconds!" >She yelled out to whoever was in charge. "Zee, you didn't tell me he was injured! I wouldn't have come in like I did!" >She began trying to treat the wound. "Does anybody here have a first aid kit? Anything we can do to patch up the wound?"
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>>269199 (I didn't figure EMP's shut down Lilim systems...FF herself is a Lilim and I've never had it affect her before...o.o)
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>>269201 >the still female looking cyrus hands a medkit to FF "here you go"
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>>269204 ((Fox has zero mods to help with any kind of defense so I figure that EMP shielding would be something that he'd opt out of in favor of keeping light-weight.))
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>>269205 >FF grabbed the medkit from Cyrus. "Thank you!" >She began to try to treat the wound. "It doesn't look like its hit any major arteries, I don't think he's bleeding out..." >She began to try to disinfect the wound. "Seven, Seven, wake up! Say something!"
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>> Eve stood at the corner away from harm, frozen. She just got out of danger earlier and now she faces somewhat bigger problem. She's confused on what to do.
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>With the main effects of the EMP over, the light coming out of Fox's chest goes from red to a pulsing green. A faint beep can also be heard. Fox, however, remains locked in position. The slot in the back of his head also can be heard opening, although there isn't anything inside.
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>>269237 >you see a person. >they turn into a boy. >the a gril >then a boy again >then a gril. >boy, girl, boy, girl, boy, GI-JESUS CHRIST WHEN DOES IT END? >taking notice of the problem cyrus takes off the device on his neck. >hes a boy again "great, EMP must have fried it.."
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>>269243 ((Uhh Fox is still down for the count until someone turns on his systems again. Until then, he's a paperweight))
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>>269256 (balls. Then instead of fox. That happens when the lights are back on and everyone can see him. Sorry)
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"C-can somebody turn the Lilim in the middle of the room back on please?!" >Fuschia looked around and asked as she kept trying to treat Seven's wound. "Zee, please explain to me what has gone down here, as fast as you can."
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(I just woke up after like half an hour of sleep I have no idea whats going on and am super confused lmao. Imma get more sleep. Thank yall for bein awesome and helping me enjoy this!) -Fringe
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>Chanka looks at FF and sighs "Great, its a wardrober" >Her eyes glow an eerie red "I can just imagine the sheer amount of paperwork I'll have to put in for all this" >She trembles at the mere word 'paperwork' "Agghhh, why do I always get such bad luck, my name isnt even Kamijou!" >She looks angry at herself and she stomps the ground! "Can I atleast get an explanation here?"
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>>269089 "Oh it's no issue really, It's ancient history, or perhaps the near future" >She laughs, before suddenly realing the situation going on ariund them "Oh My..."
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> Eve now in panic, goes to the lilim and helped him turn on his systems.
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>Garrett is just reading his hentai and sipping his drink, waiting for everyone to calm down.
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"How do you do it again? Ah...right .."
>Eve.
Post number #269542, ID: f3d871
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>>269269 (sorry I was sleeping) >Zee shakes off the shock of the oast few minutes, snapping back to the present. She gives FF of brief rundown of the events that have transpired so far. "It seems like *they* have some way of monitoring her. If she says or does the wrong things, they have some kind of kill switch. She said something about being able to die and come back seven times per minute."
Post number #269548, ID: f3d871
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"The only thing I've gotten out of her is the message her boss sent for us. That apparently this 'Double' character isn't a part of their operations and is an independent agent." >Zee flexes her gloved hand.
Post number #269582, ID: 805dcf
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>Fringe sits up straight, turning to face the commotion and preparing himself for what may come. His prosthetic limp at his side from the EMP. "You have any idea what's happening, Alter?"
Post number #269591, ID: 2ef167
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>>269582 "Nope not really, i think this girl may currently bt dying though..." >She fiddled with something in her wrist, probably disabled cause of the EMP
Post number #269603, ID: 805dcf
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(I am so confused though lmao)
Post number #269606, ID: 805dcf
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>Fringe quickly crouches by FF. "How can i help?" >He looks determined, albeit absolutely clueless as to why any of this is happening.
Post number #269607, ID: d562a6
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> Eve tries to turn on Fox's system but it seems not working. She only learned this at school when their teacher teaches it on a whim.
"I give up..."
> She just sits beside the lilim's body.
Post number #269628, ID: 2ac99c
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(GM here, Feel free to use the setting for what you need, I'll be out of pocket after the weekend so Tabby can be used as an NPC to keep the bar and rooms functioning for roleplay purposes! Have fun g/u/rls!)
Post number #269630, ID: 96c021
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>>269314 "This man was present on a livestream with a group of people who beat a child to death on said livestream. He is our only link to them, so we need him alive and well so he can tell us how to find them." >FF looks to Zee. "So the two on the stream are not with the main group, and the boss of the main group wants to talk, if I'm understanding this correct-hold on." >She looks to Fringe. "Hold pressure on the cut on his neck for a second please!" >She gets up, and goes to Fox
Post number #269634, ID: 96c021
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>She quickly turns Fox over and opens the slot in the back of his head, before reaching in and priming the cognitive restart switch, and then turning him back over and pressing the glowing button on his chest to turn him back on. "Man, this guy has an old model, my frame does this all automatically..." >Once his startup sequence began, FF went back over to Seven. "So he isn't dead or dying? He can come back? If that's the case, is he okay to transport?"
Post number #269637, ID: 96c021
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"And thank you for the help, by the way. Thank you all for the help, I did not mean to cause a panic, but the last time I saw this guy was on that stream with the child murderers, so I considered him an active threat. My apologies for the inconvenience, I just wanted to make sure he didn't hurt anybody and that he didn't get away." >She looked around sheepishly, then sighed. "I'm sorry for scaring everybody, but it seems the situation isn't dangerous."
Post number #269640, ID: d62f35
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"Are we fine now?"
>Fringe nods, tending to the wound. "It's ok. I get the sense most of the panic has passed now. Do you have a way to take them to a hospital?
Post number #269649, ID: 96c021
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>>269640 "Yes, we're fine now I believe, you can return to your normal duties...and I'll pay for the broken window myself." >>269643 "Well, according to Zee here this guy can die and come back, so if he isn't in any danger and he doesn't need to go to a hospital, then I need him to come with me. If he does though, yes, I can take him there myself on my bike." >She begun to examine Seven, to see if there was anything else weird about him, or any other injuries.
Post number #269663, ID: 247dec
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>>269649 (seven is a g/u/rl btw)
Post number #269691, ID: b89202
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>Garret puts down his doujin, and turns on his left arm to hold his drink with. He then continues reading and drink, but now he does it at the same time.
Post number #269752, ID: 805dcf
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>After handing Seven over to the Hero, Fringe returns to his seat next to Alter, downing his drink before opening a panel in his arm, fiddling with it, and turning it back on.
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>>269607 >All of Fox's joints unlock and a faint sound of hydraulics resetting is heard. Fox then opens his eyes and stretches with a yawn. "Umm... hi? What just happened? I remember someone getting angry and then everything is just blank. Why am i on the floor?"
Post number #269922, ID: 6cfee9
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>Chanka has gone back to drinking, grumbling something about being ignored and that she was off duty anyway so she *totally* didnt mind >She looks a bit sad and angru at the same time, her cheeks are puffed
Post number #269934, ID: 96c021
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>>269922 (B-but I did reply to you ;-; that was the start of my post>>269630 that was towards Chanka ;; -FF)
Post number #269973, ID: dcf84a
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>>269934 (Just assume she didnt think you were talking to her then, I messed up and didnt check the trip code eheh)
Post number #269983, ID: dd6c43
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>Fox decides that being on the floor is lame and weird. He stretches his arms and begins to pick himself up, just before breaking into a handstand. He then postures more and balances with just one arm. He laughs and flips himself onto his feet with a soft landing. "Ta-Da!!"
Post number #269994, ID: dcf84a
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>Chanka claps, stars in her eyes "Mister, You're pretty athletic!" >She says, surprised
Post number #270000, ID: dd6c43
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>>269994 >Fox dusts himself off and closes the port on the back of his head, confused as to why its open. He then turns back to Chanka with a smile "I dont work as hard as i do to buy mods that dont help me with my balance and agility!"
Post number #270100, ID: dd6c43
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>Fox looks around the bar. There was someone bleeding, everyone was confused, people were missing anD FUSCHIA FEDORA WAS THERE. "Okay okay okay what the hell is going on here! Im so lost!!"
Post number #270103, ID: a79968
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> Eve slowly backs away and left the bar.
Post number #270151, ID: a6d4bf
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>Seven screamed throughout the ordeal, then tried her best to get away from FF's grip, but then she just started crying. "PLEASE DON'T KILL ME, IT HURTS, IT HURTS, IT HURTS!" >Seven's hands shook, reaching for her heart, then her eyes, then her liver. She was paranoid, but her boss didn't turn on the kill switch again. Not yet.
Post number #270192, ID: f8699c
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>A blond little girl steps into the bar and observes her surroundings. She steps towards F2F and Seven
"What seems to be going on here?"
Post number #270223, ID: 96c021
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>>270151 "Hey, HEY! Calm down, okay? You're Seven fron that livestream, right? I don't want to hurt you, I've been trying to help keep you stable but I need to question you. How did you get hurt? Who cut your neck open like this?" >FF looked around the room. "Was it somebody in this room?"
Post number #270244, ID: 5fde4f
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>having nothing better to do, cyrus is sat at the bar frantically apologizing to the bartender.
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>having nothing better to do, cyrus is sat at the bar frantically apologizing to the bartender.
Post number #270250, ID: 11aa84
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>Fringe just kind of ignores the situation, having done all he could to help, and returns to his drink, assuming everything would be fixed without him (as he waits for Alter to return-)
Post number #270273, ID: f8699c
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>Wendy sighs at being ignored but notices Cyrus at the bar. Trusting FF's judgement she goes over to him
"What are you doing here?"
Post number #270315, ID: a05d4a
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(I don't remember someone named wendy joining, then again I've been pretty busy at work lmao fuck it's hot outside ;-;) (~Fringe)
Post number #270317, ID: f8699c
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(The blond little girl walking in is Wendy)
Post number #270327, ID: a05d4a
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(ooooohhhhhh, hi wendy )
Post number #270328, ID: f8699c
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(Suuuuup lol)
Post number #270385, ID: 805dcf
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>Fringe hums, stirring his drink before asking tabby to fill it the rest of the way with Karmotrine. "Don't see a point in staying sober tonight."
Post number #270386, ID: 805dcf
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(So quiet-)
Post number #270391, ID: 63c999
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>>270273 >the moment he sees you he trys to warp away. >sadly the EMP caused by Fedora fried the device >so he runs away
Post number #270393, ID: 805dcf
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(Hey things happening)
Post number #270398, ID: 04ed68
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(Should I have Seven die again so that people respond or something? -Seven)
Post number #270399, ID: 805dcf
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(I think it might cause just a bit of panic, also, im sure people are busy or asleep -Fringe)
Post number #270401, ID: 805dcf
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(By the way, sorry i didn't really react to that stuff, ive been a bit lost, still not used to thread roleplay and such, was having trouble following stuff. Also I had no idea how to help someone with a cut open neck- and my other arm wasnt working half the time. -Fringe)
Post number #270427, ID: 86b52c
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(Seven's neck was never cut open to begin with, and Seven was also never a man... Actually, I think FF hasn't been reading my posts, so that would be the source of your confusion.)
Post number #270489, ID: 0ec6c0
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>>269109 (Ah fuck. I fucked up. I misread this post, that's what I was basing the neck cut on, since she was grasping at it...Okay, well shit, in that case I'm sorry for being dumb, my fault. :/ Look, okay, forget the whole cut neck thing, let's say that FF doesn't know what exactly is wrong but she's trying to get Seven to breathe. Also, idk how I missed that Seven was a girl...where the hell was my mind when I was writing this? Just looking back at my posts... -FF)
Post number #270490, ID: 0ec6c0
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(Okay, my sincerest apologies, I guess...idk how I got that wrong, but I suppose I did. I fucked up and I'm sorry. May we continue on under the premise that FF is trying to help Seven breathe and forget the whole cut-neck thing? Is that okay with you >>86b52c ? -FF)
Post number #270510, ID: 79c540
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(It's fine, vigilantes make their fuck ups sometimes. Accepting mistakes makes them become better heroes. Now you must pet Seven's ears with your rough mech-suit hands >:O -Seven)
Post number #270512, ID: 79c540
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(Oh yeah, my ID changes a lot too so don't even bother with tagging my ID)
Post number #270516, ID: 6546d7
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>In the chaos and havoc, John has already slipped away, leaving behind an empty glass and a cred stick.
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>>270223 "..." >Seven suddenly stands up straight, and stays silent. Her fox ears perk up, and wriggle around as she listens to everything go around in the bar. "I'm sorry... I have to go... Boss will kill me if I'm late..." >Seven pauses for a second. (Anyone want to interact before Seven leaves?)
(You can stay of course, just a bit of confusion is no reason to leabe if youre having a good time, g/u/rl. -Fringe)
Post number #270722, ID: 0ec6c0
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"Wait, you're okay?" >FF looked in confusion at Seven as she suddenly stopped dying and was perfectly fine. "If you're not dying, then you need to come with me. I need your help to find those other child murderers. You're the one link I have to them, Seven. Please explain to me what is going on with your group." >She stands up. "I breached this place because I thought you were one of them. Please give me a reason to think otherwise."
Post number #270780, ID: 805dcf
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"Hey, hero, you know how to fix a prosthetic? I can't figure out how to get my arm working again from that EMP." >Fringe asks, setting his arm on the bar. "Also, was the EMP necessary? Wouldn't a smoke or flash grenade have worked just fine?"
Post number #270816, ID: 2b58df
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>>270722 "I'm not able to tell you anything besides the fact that Double is not part of our group." >Seven walked five steps towards the exit. "And if I came with you, do you know what would happen?" >Seven paused, crying at the thought of it. She sniffled. "I'll be dying seven times every minute." >She sniffled again. "So think about that you stupid 'hero...'" >She wiped away her tears and sniffled again. "I don't want to die again... Even though I'm used to it..."
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>Fringe stirs his drink silently while he waits, hoping to talk to her again soon
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>In the middle of the commotion Chanka has disappeared, a credstick and a note with a cute bunny drawn on it is all that remains >The note reads: 'It was good! Thanks'
Post number #271129, ID: a4863a
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>Garrett, now having finished his drink, looks up from his hentai, and looks at the bartender.
"Did that thing ever come back? The one who wanted to fuck you."
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>>270780 >Fox walks over, a blue light emanating from his right index finger. "I can give it a shot. Helping Ayanami-sensei with prosthetics was a way i would make extra money. Just know ive never done it with a human still attached. >He sits down next to it and pokes the arm with his blue finger "Wait, an EMP went off?? That explains why i shutdown out of nowhere..."
Post number #271337, ID: 805dcf
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(The whole thing seemed to die a bit right after Tabby left)
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>>270816 >Zee slowly gets to her feet, looking exhausted. "I guess this is goodbye, then. At least for now. Just know, Seven, that Fuschia and I will do all we can to bring your captors to justice." >She pauses, then smirks, seeming to look *through* Seven. "And I hope for *your* sake that White Thong doesn't find you murderous assholes before we do."
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>>270816 >FAL walked into the bar and quickly located Seven with his augmented eyes. He walks up to her and pats her on the head. "It's been a while Seven... Time to get you back home." >He looks behind him at something in the distance, glaring.
Post number #271499, ID: 2b58df
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>>271372 >Her fox ears perk up when she says 'murderous assholes' "SHUT UP!" >Seven said. "My boss saved my life! He's not evil..." >She sniffled. "He's not!" >>271480 >She looked at FAL directly in the eyes, surprised. "Double Eighteen?!" >Seven hugs him, excited.
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>>271499 >Zee crosses her arms, glancing at FF before focusing back on Seven. "Regardless, I'd watch your back, kid." >Her gaze shifts to FAL, her eyes narrowing. "Whoever you are... take care of her."
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>>270816 "..." >FF started at Seven for many minutes, wordlessly. As FAL came in, she let out a big breath. "...no, you're not faking it." >She sighed before looking back up at Seven. "Look, kid, I never purposely wanted to put you in pain. I don't want you to keep 'dying' as you call it either. But as long as those two murderers aren't behind bars, this isn't over." >She quickly grabbed Zee's hand, putting a wadded piece of paper inside of it as she walked to the bar counter.
Post number #271600, ID: 3eca39
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>She set a credstick on the bar stand. "Whoever runs this bar, this should be enough to pay for the broken window. And extra, as compensation for the business lost." >She then looked around the room. "I sincerely apologize, to all of you, for the inconvenient scare. I was simply trying to protect you all." >She then walked quickly towards the door, but not before stopping once more near Seven.
Post number #271603, ID: 3eca39
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>She quickly took off her hat for just a moment before whispering in Seven's ear. "I am sorry for the pain your 'boss' is putting you through. You deserve better. I can tell an abusive relationship when I see one...trust me." >She then backed away and stared Seven in the eyes through her helmet. "In any case, based on what I know so far, your 'boss' is merely displacing blame and preventing me from interviewing you. That is cade obstruction. And I don't appreciate it one bit."
Post number #271605, ID: 3eca39
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"This isn't over, and it likely won't be soon." >She handed Seven a cellphone. "If at any time you wish to contact me, you can do it through this phone. I spoof my numbers and switch them every time I need to talk to somebody, so a regular phone would never be able to find me. This one won't tell you my number, but it'll give you a direct line to me. Please, use it if you have any information you wish to give." >Then, she bowed to Seven. "Good day, Seven-chan."
Post number #271606, ID: 3eca39
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>She turned and waved to Zee before leaving the building.
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>>271606 >Zee waved back, puzzled, before examining the paper FF had given her.
Post number #271663, ID: 3eca39
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>"Meet me outside in 10 minutes. We need to talk about what happened in more detail."
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"Come on Seven. Let's go home." >FAL said.
Post number #271740, ID: 0ec347
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>Seven walked up to Zee and gave her the cellphone given to her by FF. "Take it. I don't want it." >She then left the building with FAL
Post number #271797, ID: 3eca39
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>>271740 >FF leaned up against the side of the building, and watched Seven and FAL walk away. She noticed that Seven didn't have the phone on her. She sighed and rubbed her temples. She thought to herself: >"What does the girl not understand about wanting to catch those murderers? If she wanted to try and help catch those Double and Nine guys, she sure didn't seem like it. Is it just that she doesn't want to talk to me? Or is there something more she's hiding?"
Post number #271799, ID: 3eca39
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>"In any case, I could follow her...but I think she probably doesn't want to see me right now anyway. Besides, I still need to ask Zee what she knows..." >FF began remembering back to her own past. >"She adores her boss even though they 'kill' her multiple times a minute. That's textbook Stockholm Syndrome...something I know all too well. I wish I could help her, but my priority is protecting the city, and that means finding those killers...no matter what."
Post number #271802, ID: 3eca39
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>"I still can't help but wonder more about this group they all belong to, and this 'Boss' they refer to...If this is how loyal Seven is, to stick with them despite the abuse...I wonder what they did to set off Double. That's a scary thought...Who are you people?" >She tapped her fingers compulsively against the wall, a sign of her Lilim AI's actual age, being that she's picked up subconscious compulsive habits she was not programmed with.
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>>270780 >Fox spends some time lasering the circuitry in the prosthetic. He works expertly, using the precision only a finger laser could afford. He makes short work. "Looks like my fix wont hold forever, but it should be workable. If i had my tools, i would guarantee the work. Oh well. >he then tosses a credstick on the table and moves towards the door. "I think the rain has let up, so ill catch you people later.
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>>271740 >Zee stares down at the phone Seven placed on top of the paper FF had given her. "I'm just getting all sorts of presents today." >She mutters to herself, bemused, before pocketing both items. >"Guess I've got ten minutes to burn..." >She heads over to the bar and orders a Fringe Weaver. Over the course of the next ten minutes, she nurses her drink, grimacing with each sip. Finished, she pays and exits the bar to find FF.
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>>271802 >As Zee leaves, she hears a faint tapping noise, and turns to see FF leaning against the wall. "To think I'd actually meet the infamous Fuschia Fedora in person." >Zee greets the Wardrober with a mock bow. "So? What did you want to know?"
"Thanks." >Fringe said quietly. He downed the rest of his drink, staring at the bar top, wondering if he should stay.
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>Fringe sighed, finished off his drink, grabbed his coat, and retreated to his room, leaving in silence.
Post number #273675, ID: 3eca39
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>>272086 "Thank you for coming. And, sorry about everything that happened in there." >She turned to Zee and leaned on the wall. "I would like to know the details of your interactions with that Seven. Can you tell me how you met them, and what they were like? What is the nature of that 'death' thing?" >FF turned to Zee. "Just start from the beginning of the night. Please, if you can."
Post number #273697, ID: 2f7708
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>>273675 >Zee shrugged uncomfortably, tucking a stray strand of hair behind her ear. "Don't worry about it; I may not be a fighter, but I've seen my fair share of action. >She pulled unconsciously on her glove, her left hand tense. "As for the girl, well... I honestly don't know much more than you do. From what I've gathered, she possesses some sort of healing factor that can even ressurect her from catostrophic brain damage. However, it's limited to seven uses per minute." (1/2)
Post number #273704, ID: 2f7708
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>Zee took a breath. "She told me that she was originally to play the part of that poor kid 'Double' killed. When they found out that she couldn't die, they forced her to be their messenger instead." >Her eyes hardened. "I think that's what she means when she says her boss 'saved' her. In any case, they must have fit her with some kind of remote kill switch, a device to punish and control her." >She closed her eyes. "Plus they somehow have her under constant surveillance." (2/2)
Post number #273827, ID: 805dcf
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>Fringe leans out behind a corner. "Hey, would y'all knock on my door if/when Alter comes back?"
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Post number #275055, ID: 3eca39
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>>273827 "Yeah, we'll let ya know." >FF replies to Fringe. >>273704 "So you're telling me that Seven was the intended target of those assholes? And her boss saved her life, yet won't help us find them? I don't understand." >She paced as she thought her way through it. "The way you called me on danger/u/ made me think it was urgent and dangerous. You could have told me she wasn't with them *before* I EMP'd the place, you know. Not that I'm blaming you, it was my fault, but still."
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>>275055 >Zee raised her hand. "Hold on, I think you misunderstood me. I don't suspect they picked her on purpose, but she was the first victim. It appears that they were unaware of her 'ability,' but decided to conscript her once they found out she couldn't be killed. Somehow she twisted this into thinking that the 'boss' saved her. I'm assuming it was his decision to give up on killing her." >Her eyes tracked FF pacing back and forth.
Post number #275684, ID: 0fc9a1
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"Because of this, she now appears to feel a strong sense of personal loyalty to this 'boss' character, although I'm unsure of her allegiance to the group as a whole. Regardless, even if she did decide to turn on them and try to give us more information, they would just activate her kill switch." >Zee crossed her arms. "My message was urgent because she started choking spontaneously and I was freaking out, okay? And when will my phone start working again?" >She asked with a huff.
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| >>268765 "The balcony is 35 Zenny, and the Fireplace 30. Although the fireplace room has a relatively generous window for viewing. Reflective and one way naturally.">She informed him, clearly unfazed by the suspiciously low prices. The building itself had been strangely arranged as well if one had cared to look, unlikely in the storm however.