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Post by boogieknight on Apr 17, 2007 20:52:48 GMT -5
Kite stood up straight, and saluted Pram. He didn't really like the military guy, he seemed a little too uptight for a demon. Kite waddles over to the strange man and extended his paw. He didn't like the man, but Kite was going to keep up appearances to keep the peace.
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Post by Overlord Sothmir on Apr 17, 2007 21:14:41 GMT -5
Colonel Vundtstein saw the cat demon extend its hand. He did not want to upset Pram by not shaking the little creature's hand, so, he did, with his leather-encased hand. He gripped firmly during the shake, but not painfully. He was aware that despite his loyalty, he was not trusted. Then again, they had good reason not to trust anyone.
After all, didn't he have his own schedule to attend to? While betraying Pram may not be needed to fulfill his goals, it certainly was an option, but, for now, he was willing to die for Pram's cause...
For now...
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Post by Achan on Apr 20, 2007 0:07:13 GMT -5
"Good. Now that that's settled." Pram lazily got up from her bed and nodded.
"Kite, I would like to speak to you alone before going off to have fun." She looked to the Colonel. "If you don't mind~"
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Post by Overlord Sothmir on Apr 20, 2007 0:26:12 GMT -5
Colonel Vundtstein saluted to Pram and exited her quarters. He stood several feet away from her door, so that he was not able to even accidentally listen in on their one-way conversation. Besides, he had a feeling that he knew what they were going to talk about. They were most likely going to confirm each other's suspicions about the Colonel, and agree to keep an eye on him. He assumed that was the only reason she was sending her beloved pet along with him, to see that he did not do some back-stabbing himself.
A clever precaution, my lady...but you needn't worry...upstarts like this are as big of a threat to me as they are to you... he gazed thoughtfully at nothing in particular, his cold grey eyes taking in inpalpable calculations and tactics from the air. He imagined the battlefield that would soon be created, the battlefield that was necessary for his ascension. It would all come in time, he had to be patient.
He stood at ease, waiting for Kite to exit, or for himself to be invited back in.
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Post by boogieknight on Apr 20, 2007 11:35:04 GMT -5
Kite mewed as he scrambled up the steps by the bed. Things were becoming very exciting and the Hell Kitty reveled in the thought of being front and center of the action. He waddled over to Pram and stood on all fours, leaning closely with anticipation.
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Post by Achan on Apr 23, 2007 23:49:53 GMT -5
Pram watched the door for a good long time, before smiling down at Kite. "Well now, Kite-kun. It looks like you'll be able to have some fun after all. ... the only thing is, who to trust in this whole situation.
"No doubt that he believes you'll be spying on him, for me. But there's something far more important~"
She leaned down to whisper in his ear. "I want you to pretend to join them. Say I've slighted you as my pet and friend. Get on the inside more than his agents can. ... This deception starts as soon as you walk out that door. You got that?"
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Post by boogieknight on Apr 24, 2007 9:26:01 GMT -5
Kite nodded then thumped his chest boastfully. He hopped down and stretched. His face twisted as he got into character. Kite produced the aura of indignation, then marched over to the door. He opened the door, turned back and tossed what was left of the fish into the room.
"MWOR!" Kite slammed the door. He then marched off, huffing as he followed the soldier and making as big of a scene as possible.
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Post by Achan on Apr 28, 2007 12:01:18 GMT -5
Pram allowed herself a little grin, then went into her own character, screaming at the top of her lungs.
"Serves that flea bag right! I never liked him anyway." To add a little spice to the drama, she whipped her pillow at a valuable vase.
CRASH.
.... she never liked that vase anyway.
"ARGH!"
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Post by Overlord Sothmir on May 1, 2007 23:26:22 GMT -5
Colonel Vundtstein raised an eyebrow at both the enraged cat and the emotional outburst from Overlord Pram. Perhaps they had gotten into an argument of some sort? Or perhaps this was some kind of ruse. Then again, he doubted that the Overlord would go so far as to break vases and throw a temper-tantrum to cover some sort of further way to keep an eye on him. Adding the facts together, he deduced that this was a genuine argument, though he could not say about what, and the two were angry with each other. How one could get into an argument with a cat, he could not say, though it did seem quite disgruntled, and was making quite a scene itself. This would never do if he were to pose as a member of the group.
He turned towards Kite and kneeled down.
"So...got...into an argument?" he said somewhat awkwardly, not exactly sure how to communicate with the cat. Then again, even if he were able to communicate with it, how would he understand what it was saying back? This was quite a predicament, and it seemed that this mission was already becoming out of control. Pram should have just let him blast these traitors to smithereens.
He was unsure what to expect from this cat, but whatever had just happened, he would have to resolve it with his 'partner' before he got too deep into the mission.
Then, he got a brilliant plan. Perhaps, since Kite already seemed angry at Pram, it would just make it seem all the more convincing that the two were truly joining this organization. Perhaps there was no need to calm the cat down. He just hoped that the little furball didn't decide to permanently switch sides out of anger.
He wasn't sure if he could let a threat like that survive.
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Post by boogieknight on May 2, 2007 9:17:42 GMT -5
Kite crossed his arms and turned away from Vundstein, "Myao!" The Hell Kitty struggled to preserve the false face. The soldier seemed to fall for the ruse easily, hopefully the rest of Pram's vassals would be duped just as easily.
He looked Vundstein in the eye and ranted, thumping his chest to emphasize his anger. He pointed over to Pram's room and hissed, the hairs on his back stiffening upright.
Kite pointed to Vundstein and himself. He then made a stabbing motion before pointing to his back. He didn't know how Vundstein would interpret him, but he thought the soldier got the idea.
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