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Post by Storyteller on Sept 22, 2011 3:04:15 GMT -5
Mari~
Rika nodded in response to Alyeena's greeting, but remained silent. Gaiea's attitude impressed her, and she thought to herself, 'Finally, someone who's willing to solve problems instead of cause them...'
Rika didn't need the Silence spell at all, but deeply appreciated it. The bickering was giving her a migraine. After Gaiea cast Esuna, Rika spoke for the first time since stepping foot into the office.
"It's the best idea I've heard so far; good thinking, Gaiea."
'More like the only idea I've heard so far...' she added. 'I can't wait to get going. I just hope this... Colum... is a competent pilot.'
Rika frowned as Alyeena spoke to Gaiea. 'Great, all we need is someone to make waves and cause rifts between us.'
She proceeded toward the door, looking over her shoulder to make sure that the meeting was over.
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Post by Storyteller on Sept 22, 2011 3:04:42 GMT -5
Spiffy~
Well, this certainly sounds like it's gonna be hell. Sym mused to herself as the rest of her company tried to decide who'd yell at who next. Hopefully the bunch would get their act together before they reached the Research Center, or else they'd have a hard time living through it. That place was crawling with monsters that wouldn't think twice about slicing every party member into nice bite-sized pieces, and the only thing that'd let them avoid such a fate was teamwork.
Reaching down to the floor, Sym lashed on her gauntlets and checked the blades over, noting the lack of scratches and nicks immediately as well as her reflection staring back from them. The face looked slightly glad, but the eyes and mouth were strained, as if the face's owner was thoroughly annoyed with something. Ain't that the truth. . .
"Well, are we going??" Sym breathed, smiling to hide the look she'd noticed earlier, and walked to the door.
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Post by Storyteller on Sept 22, 2011 3:05:45 GMT -5
Bunny~
Tomoe blinked at the proposal of looking for the Research Center. Well, hell, she thought, we have a competent one. Thank Hyne. Tomoe cast another quick glance around the room, hoping that the "best of the best" would be able to take care of themselves. The Research Center was a dangerous place for inexperienced or idiot people. Tomoe hope that nobody in the team was neither. I don't know about that pilot, though...
Tomoe shook her head, Junctioning her GF. "Let's not screw this up, people," she muttered under her breath. It's not like anything importance on the line...only the fate of the whole world.
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Post by Storyteller on Sept 22, 2011 3:06:35 GMT -5
seiferfetish~
Kyoui nodded gruffly at Colum, tossing the girls in the room a dark glare. "Fucking females," he muttered as he and Colum headed towards the elevator. "Think they know everything. Meanwhile, we're probably the only two who can do anything this mission involves." Leave it to the men. He fingered the blade on his right absently, the cold steel of the hilt soothing his ruffled temper. I shouldn't have jumped on her like that. Like she cared.
"You a competent pilot?" he finally asked.
Gaiea shook Alyeena's hand. "I know anything having to do with the earth," she responded truthfully, "and if anything happens underneath the earth or on top of it, I know it. Be it history or present." Call it a gift.
"As for the pilot, his competency is all I'm worried about." We can't afford to get attached, not with so much risk involved.
She looked to her right, at Tomoe, and forced a smile. One of the girls who hadn't been whining. "I'm going to go pack," she said to no one in particular. "Who knows where the Research Center is? Could be in Centra, could be in Trabia. Pack carefully."
Thoughtfully, she once again headed toward the elevator, mind calling up from it's depths the currents of the ocean from the past hundred years. Perhaps that would help in the location of the Research Center.
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Post by Storyteller on Sept 22, 2011 3:07:31 GMT -5
Auria~
Zacke saluted to Xu, then followed the few that had stepped out of her office, out.
He shoved his hands into the pockets of his black leather jacket and watched his own feet moved over the marble tiles of Balamb Garden.
It's not like I was trying to be an ass in there... he thought. Hyne, someone had to get that woman off her high horse.
He lifted his gaze to his companions in this quest.
"Deep Sea Research Center's a big place. Exactly how big is this sapphire we're looking for anyway?" he asked aloud, to whoever bothered to listen.
He snorted, amused at his own thoughts. I bet Alyeena can tell us.
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Post by Storyteller on Sept 22, 2011 3:08:16 GMT -5
Darktard~
Terry Wildwish rushed into Xu's office and sighed out in relief. He made it on time. Looking around and seeing tons of bickering, he felt really out of place. Usually he preferred the quiet corners of the cafeteria or the training center. He felt the aura floating throughout the air and noticed someone was silenced. Using his Esuna magic he cured the man before taking a back route behind everyone to reach the Headmaster's desk.
As strange as it may seem Terry pulled out a notepad and sketched all over it before showing it to Xu.
It said [Sorry, I'm late Ma'am. I'm one of the SeeDs you requested and I have been updated. It would be an honor working with my companions.]
He turned back and saw two people he only heard about. Tomoe and Blaze... this is major for them being here. He read up all about Tomoe's stealth, him being an assassin and all. And he also heard of the, EHEM, wild binges of Blaze, some myths even reaching to Deling's News.
He walked up to them and bowed. Reaching into his pocket he took out another notepad and wrote on it.
[Hello, d'names Terry. Nice to meet you] it showed.
He then took out a new sheet of notepad and showed it to the rest. [Well, if we're finished. I was wondering when we'll be off] it said before he gave a small shy smile as if saying he didn't want to be acknowledged by anyone and that he was just saying hi.
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Post by Storyteller on Sept 22, 2011 3:08:44 GMT -5
Quistard~
Alyeena turned at the sudden noise. At the sight of the young man scribbling on a notepad, she smiled.
"Hello, I'm Alyeena...We're just about to set off," she glared at Colum's back, "Unless Col O'D has something to say about that."
Colum turned, "Yeah, let's get moving," he said nonchalantly, "Everyone, to Hanger B, the beauty of an airship known as Deathstrike is waiting to take us off...."
He jogged lightly down the hallway towards Hanger B, before nodding at the mechanic to open the door.
Deathstrike was an airship not unlike the Ragnarok. It's dragon-shaped exterior was a formidable force to contend with in the skies above.
Colum bounded up to it, laughing as he slid open the sleek doors.
"Everyone in!" He shouted.
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Post by Storyteller on Sept 22, 2011 3:08:58 GMT -5
Darktard~
Terry wrote something on his notepad and quickly held it up for everyone to see.
[Now where are we going to go?]
He took the paper back, blushed a little for looking like a fool, and quickly jotted something else down.
[And do we all agree with this?]
He looked questioning at everyone. Looking to each individual to try and see what reaction would unfold.
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Post by Storyteller on Sept 22, 2011 3:09:31 GMT -5
Mari~
Rika stiffly followed the group, preferring to station herself toward the end. She didn't like being in the thick of the group. She looked around, silently studying each person, ending up with the man who had been late, Terry.
When Rika lifted her eyes and continued toward the Deathstrike, she noticed something out of the corner of her eye. She looked to the side, and noticed that Terry was holding up his notepad again. She raised her eyebrows.
Seeing that everyone else seemed to be absorbed in some other activity, Rika took it upon herself to answer him.
With a quick glance toward him to acknowledge that she was speaking to him, she looked ahead and spoke. "We're going to start this quest by seeking out the Deep Sea Research Center. We think there could be something there that leads us to the Sapphire. In response to your second query, no one has objected to this idea, so we're all going."
She continued walking a moment, keeping her eyes fixed ahead. They had almost reached their destination, when she remembered that she had forgotten something.
She turned around again to address Terry and simply said, "Rika Liani." Good enough,, she thought.
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Post by Storyteller on Sept 22, 2011 3:10:06 GMT -5
Auria~
Zacke smirked, his eyes scanning the notepad Terry held.
"Well, if some of us don't, I suppose they can find their own way to get to the Deep Sea Research Center." he said with a laugh, and stepped up into Deathstrike.
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Post by Storyteller on Sept 22, 2011 3:10:35 GMT -5
seiferfetish~
Gaiea jogged up behind the group, an olive green duffle bag thrown over one shoulder and a black case in her other hand. "A bit anxious, were we?" she murmured to herself. "Ah well, freezing or burning to death is their problem, not mine."
Ignoring everyone around her, she vaulted over the railing of the Deathstrike stairs and continued up them. Instead of going to the passenger room, she headed toward the cockpit elevator. They're going to need someone up there who knows how to navigate and won't get into petty arguments, she thought wryly, thinking back on her days as a cadet. She'd been in enough petty arguments with her instructors to last a lifetime.
Eyes on Colum, who was already beginning take-off procedure, she dropped her bags with a loud THUMP and settled herself into the navigation chair and waited.
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Post by Storyteller on Sept 22, 2011 3:11:02 GMT -5
Ani~
Stardust silently followed at the very end. A black leather jacket was tied upon her waist exposing the white tank top that she was wearing. At a glance, she looked defenseless, no weapons nor gears to protect herself. She touched the small, shiny stone in her choker. As soon as she found the Sapphire, Adel would pay dearly with her life. Stardust was set to kill the sorceress with her own two hands. There would be no mercy for her.
You just wait, Adel. I won't rest until I give you what you truly deserve.....A judgment from hell!
"Deep Sea Research Center, huh?"
She whispered as she stared at the amazing dragon-shaped exterior of the Deathstrike. She shifted her gaze towards the people in front of her. None of them looked reliable. She had no one to depend on but herself, as always.
Stepping inside the Deathstrike, she slightly cringed her nose at the sight of everyone. It was making her puke. She didn't want to sit with them so she decided to stand near the doorway and wait for the departure.
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Post by Storyteller on Sept 22, 2011 3:11:58 GMT -5
Bunny~
Tomoe stood away from the group, as always, eyes half closed. This is just a happy little group we have here, don't we? she thought wryly. We've got everything from pilots to historians to who knows what else...?
She blinked and turned her attention to the silent SeeD who was late. Oh, yes, and let's not forget the silent, tardy SeeDs... A small smile quirked her lips. His stance showed signs of Ninjitsu skills, similar to her stealth training but something completely different, as well. Then Tomoe glanced at another SeeD, her smile fading. She had a look of extreme annoyance that made it clear she didn't like the mission. Or maybe the mission operatives.
Tomoe swept her sable hair up into a ponytail. Just a happy little group...
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Post by Storyteller on Sept 22, 2011 3:12:16 GMT -5
Quis~
Colum smirked as he saw Gaeia plop herself down on the chair that was beside his.
Pressing a few buttons, Colum flipped the alternator current switch on. The Deathstrike was almost ready to take off.
Alyeena smiled as the group filed on, and she stopped. "Hello Stardust," she said politely, "Col's actually quite a good pilot, you don't have anything to worry about, except getting Suthieal's Sapphire."
Alyeena waited for a few minutes, and, on getting no answer, moved off to grab her bag, with the essentials and the journal.
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Post by Storyteller on Sept 22, 2011 3:12:40 GMT -5
Bunny~
Tomoe grimaced as she heard the engines of the dragonship begin to rumble. Although airships were smooth flyers once up in the air, she knew that most ships, even the fabled Ragnarok, had bumpy liftoffs. And stealth-coordination training or no, she needed to find someplace to sit or to lean on before the airship's departure. Falling on her ass in front of ten or so other SeeDs was not something she enjoyed doing.
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