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Post by chibizmut on Aug 4, 2009 10:52:01 GMT -5
(Alright. You guys go ahead and continue to RP. I'll join in later. Got other things I have to do.)
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Post by Randy on Aug 4, 2009 12:12:18 GMT -5
(Aw, alright.)
"Huh?" She's pretty young to have 10 kids... Unless they all popped out at once. Maybe she's just nervous or something. Oh well, I'll play along with her.
"Alright, I'll make sure not to disappoint you and your 10 kids, then. Well, let's be on our way then, Miria." He got up and then held out his hand to help her up as well, placing his sword back on his right side where he always kept it sheathed.
"If there's anything specifically you need to check out, let's do that first after you retrieve your blades." He then nudged his head over to where the demons had begun stacking back up her re-sharpened blades, which ended up being in a much better condition then she had them originally.
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Post by Kate] on Aug 4, 2009 14:58:01 GMT -5
Miria cheered loudly inside her head, this fool had fallen for her devious setups and traps, he was under her complete control now. Complete control. With a smile, she took Mudell's hand and pulled herself up. “I am sure it will be a pleasure working with you, just wait here a minute, and I'll go collect my weaponry.” Happily, she bounced off to where the demons were working, and began refilling her stock of swords. She wasn't entirely sure how it worked, whenever she put a sword within the robe, it seemed to vanish until she needed it once again... when she had originally started working as an 'assassin' she had been given the robe without any explanation at all, but it was probably safe to assume that it was magical.
Dwelling on unsolvable mysteries wasn't something Miria enjoyed doing, so, having retrieved her weapons, she bid the demons farewell, and bounced back over to Mudell. “Righty-o, let's get going.” She turned towards the surrounding woods, when he suddenly realized she had no idea where to go, at all. She was lost in the forest after all, her sense of direction wasn't really that great, so, with a slight blush, hating to admit defeat, she turned to Mudell. “Okay. You lead the way. We're headed for... Earth, I guess. Let's just make our ways out of the forest first.”
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Post by Randy on Aug 4, 2009 15:22:15 GMT -5
"..Ah. So you did want to return to Earth. I guess we'll have to go ask around, then." Stepping ahead of Miria, Mudell walked behind the shack, nodding to Enzer as he passed the shop. Not even a minute later, before them was a completely open field, with even a road leading in three different directions. Mudell pointed to each one of them, saying in order where they all lead to.
"This will take us to the to where we can access the Stellar Graveyard. There's a whole bunch of debris there; it's pretty much the wastes of the Netherworld. However, portals do open from time to time there. Next, this will lead us to the castle of a little known Baron, and his.. quaint little town. We can probably ask for information around there. Lastly, this will lead us to the Sea of Gehenna. It's a pretty popular tourist spot, so we might find out some traveling info there. Where do you want to start off at?"
In any case, Mudell would've been okay with all but the middle road. It was the demon he was working for before he started living on his own. Though he was young, he was strong enough to live on his own, as well as know a ruler from a greedy pig.
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Post by Kate] on Aug 4, 2009 16:52:20 GMT -5
Miria regarded the options she had at hand. None of them seemed like it would be a sure shot, actually, she didn't expect much at all, perhaps going back home was impossible, but she wasn't going to just give up. “Well, let's head to the town, even if nothing turns up, we'll be able to buy some food and water for future travels.” She started walking down the designated path. “Well come on then, I have no idea how far it is, but I want to have a roof under my head before sundown!” she told Mudell. She was still pretty tired from that whole demon thing, and the Netherworld seemed like a dangerous place to be around at night... well actually, since this was supposedly where monsters come from, it probably didn't matter what time of the day it was, for all she knew daytime might actually be 'work hours' around here. Well whatever... I still want to sleep in a bed tonight...
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Post by Randy on Aug 4, 2009 18:34:16 GMT -5
"Shouldn't be more than an hour, then.." Not about to argue with her, Mudell decided to just lead the way down the road, though there really wasn't much sense of direction needed. It was a straight-forward path. At most, they'd need to just be wary of any attackers. However, the made it to the town unhindered - which was surprisingly to Mudell.
Once in town, they saw many different sights. It was early evening, so most of the vendors were busy selling off their wares at the last minute. Food stalls, jewelry, harems, you name it. Ignoring all of these for now, however, Mudell looked for an Inn. Miria seemed to have been very tired the entire trip there; he wanted to at least get a room for them. He didn't have enough to pay for two separate rooms. Finally finding a suitable place, Mudell made his way in and went to the Innkeeper.
"My, that's a lovely lady you're traveling with. How much are ya selling her for? I could use some.. heh. Company tonight."
Leaning over, Mudell whispered to the demon. "Well, you see, she's actually not a she. He's a man..!"
The Inn keeper had a shocked look on his face, and then said to Mudell in a very loud voice, "Well, that's even better!"
Slamming some money down on the counter, he grabbed Miria by the shoulder and decided to just go in the back to look for an empty room. "A Prism Ranger would never pimp off his companion like that..."
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Post by Kate] on Aug 4, 2009 19:53:36 GMT -5
”Wow~ they have a lot of pretty stuff here...” Miria commented, looking through various store windows at jewelry and clothes. She wanted to go take a closer look, but figured there would be plenty of time to go window shopping tomorrow, she didn't have any money to buy stuff anyway... she didn't even know what currency they used down here... Looks like she'd have to mooch of Mudell for a while, or get a job... she giggled, yeah right. Although, while there was a lot of pretty things, and tasty things, the town obviously wasn't all good. Miria spotted a skimpily dressed woman, looking around Miria's age. I see, so there are prostitutes here, too... I wonder... Miria took a closer look at the woman's breasts, before looking down on her own. She laughed silently to herself, as she puffed her chest out in pride. Wiiiin.
As they entered the inn, Miria quickly gave the place a quick evaluation. It was cleaner inside than what she had expected, but it was no luxury hotel, for sure. Still, she supposed she couldn't demand too much of Mudell... yet. She took up position behind Mudell during the exchange with the Inn keeper. When he mentioned he'd like to buy her, she once again puffed her chest out, naturally she wouldn't agree to it, but she had never gotten much attention before, and she wanted to bask a little. "Well, you see, she's actually not a she. He's a man..!" With an annoyed look on her face, Miria pouted her chest out even further, as if trying to make a silent point to the two men, but it seemed like her efforts were lost on the two, as Mudell quickly decided to find them a room.
Whilst being dragged down the hallway, she figured she'd just let Mudell pick a room, but when they passed one, she suddenly felt very attached to it, as if her sixth sense was telling her to take that one. “I want this.” she said to Mudell, and pulled on his arm to make him stop. She opened the door, relieved to see that it slid open without difficulty, and that the room was empty. She glanced over towards the bed. “Recently cleaned sheets... I could have sensed them from a mile away!... You know, if I had been focusing.” she said to Mudell, giving him the peace sign. She immediately made for the bed, jumping onto it. “You'll be sleeping on the floor.” she said in a deadpan voice. “Now tell me, who are these Prism Rangers? Whenever you mention them I can't help but think of a team of teenagers with attitude...”
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Post by chibizmut on Aug 4, 2009 20:04:57 GMT -5
"Sire....Dood."
"Yes?" Zmut, god of prinny's, was currently wearing a golden helm on his hairless head. This helment did much more then just look spiff, it made him look even more awesome then he already was. And that was hard to accomplish. It was heavy, though. No doubt burden of greatness.
For those who could look away from the magnificence that was the helm, they would see that he was sitting in a catapult. Not in the chair that fired the device, nor at the chair used to seat the pullers who, well, pulled the catapult back down to be reloaded. No, he was on the launch pad. Aimed right for the castle they were laying seige to. It had been several days and nights since they started and Zmut was getting impatient.
He would end this himself.
"But sire, Dood! You can't launch yourself dood!" His prinny attendent yelled, sweat pouring off of him. Zmut refused to let him sit on the catapult, so instead the poor guy was left literally hanging. Zmut gave him a piercing glare.
" Of course I can."
"But who will pay our salories!"
"I will, when I get back." Zmut kicked him off of the catapult, ignoring the sounds of agony and torn skin/ fluff pouring all over the place. With his attendent half dead, Zmut turned his sights to the city. Zmut reached for his sword...only to realize he had none.
"Sword." Zmut said, duly. A prinny soldier ran up to the catapult, using the corpse(or close enough) of Zmut's attentent to hand his master the blade. "Thank you." Zmut proceeded to kick that prinny in the face, too.
"Legions of dood!" Zmut shouted, pointing his newly aquired sword towards the castle. "Fire. THE CATAPULTS!"
"Fire. THE CATAPULT-oph!" Zmut fell out of bed, hitting his head on the wooden floor. His night cap covered his face, forced up by the rough landing. With on leg in the air and his flippers twisted in ways he couldn't imagine, Zmut muttered something to himself.
"Damnit." The pain was a realization. That his glorious campaign was all a dream. Crushed, his dreams were. He chose not to drell on this, as he felt something stiring in his nethers. "Operation number two, commencing." Rolling onto the floor, he quickly jumped to his feet and tilted his cap back into place. Glancing around the room suspiciously, he eyed the room for potential threats. Like ninjas. When the coast was clear, he inhaled and let out a rather familiar tone...
"Dun DunduDun Dun Dudun," He was singing theme music as he tiptoed his way across the room, pausing every so often to glance around the room in a paronoid manner. Reaching the door, he creaked it open...and then bursted through the door into a barrel roll. Stoping in the hallway, he looked around the hall. Satisfied with the lack of threats, Zmut continued his song while crawling towards the bathroom. Those russian spies wouldn't have his head tonight! No sir!
Now if only he could figure out what russians were.
(He's staying at the inn you guy's signed into. Good enough for an opener?)
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Post by Randy on Aug 4, 2009 21:58:41 GMT -5
"Floor's alright with me." Mudell wasn't about to tell her that he was planning on actually sleeping outside for the night, but decided it was best not to. Taking a seat in a chair that was not too far away from the bed, he leaned back a bit, just listening to Miria talk about her clean-sheet sensing skills. He leaned back forward to sit down flat on the chair when she asked about the Prism Rangers.
"Haha.. I'm surprised you haven't heard about them! They're an elite group of fighters whose goal is to defend justice and destroy evil! No one knows their true identities, but they're far from being just awesome teenagers! They're middle-aged!" Mudell rubbed the back of his head after talking. Of course, he knew he sounded silly. He just couldn't help himself at times.
Getting up from the chair, he decided to go outside for a bit. "You've had a long day, why don't you just get to sleep? Or do you need something else? I can run out and get anything you need, if you want. I need a breathe of fresh air." Opening the door, he suddenly saw the sight of a prinny tip toeing around. Blinking, he rubbed the back of his head once more. The heck is this guy doing?
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Post by Kate] on Aug 5, 2009 4:21:32 GMT -5
Miria let out a long breath. ”Heeeeeeeeeeeeh. They're super heroes... Allies of justice and what not... how quaint.” Miria never found super heroes to have amused her much, they were too nice for her tastes... the only parts of the shows she had liked was when they had to choose between their ideals and people they care about, because someone always ended up hurt. Well, usually something happened so the hero could have both, which had annoyed her, but the possibilities of what could have happened amused her. Then again, these were 'real life' super heroes... she hadn't ever encountered one of those before... might be fun.
She yawned big as Mudell got out of his chair. “I guess you're right, I'll need a decent night's rest, should we want to spend the tomorrow effectively.” She took of her robe, whilst debating if she should sleep in her underwear, or keep the rest of the garments on. Whilst it could get awfully warm during the night, she was also supposed to spend it with a man in the same room... although Mudell seemed to value these Prism Rangers people, he was still a man after all. They always said such nasty things about men in these kind of situations, and Miria would rather not take any chances. Suddenly, she noticed how Mudell still hadn't actually left the room, he seemed to be stuck in the doorway, not literally. “Something wrong? Or did you just have a change of mind?”
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