Nezumi
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Post by Nezumi on Aug 7, 2007 1:55:05 GMT -5
Sage Itachi, one of the most famous bounty hunter of her days, now why in god’s name was she here in the Underground – located in the land of the cat’s – when she herself was a strong suporter of the Fox race? Simply put, she was here to get herself drunk out of her skull, now this arises light to a new question – why in god’s name was she going to do that?
The answer to that question was, even simpler put – because. She was bored, and she wanted to get drunk, she didn’t have anything to steal, and there was no use in being there, maybe at a sub-conscious level she was itching to unleash the horror that were her powers, or maybe at even a deeper level she was… bored.
She sat there with a mug of beer, and strangely enough she was already slightly drunk, although the glass was full, she continued to complain about how it took forever to get a re-fill.
“I said I wanted a god damned refill! How long will such a simple task take?! Someone get off their asses and grab me a freakin’ beer!!!”
She was getting loud, obnoxious, and she was disturbing the other drunkards, not a good thing to do. Now she was waiting for someone interested to show up, she also did not want to go back to her non-existent house tonight, and she didn’t care who she ended up going home with, male for female.
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Evagorn
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Post by Evagorn on Aug 10, 2007 2:19:05 GMT -5
Damian sniffed the air, and just that caused him to feel intoxication. He reached down and placed his hand on the new fire arm he'd purchased, an easily concealed pistol. He smirked a bit, since it wasn't loaded, but he could use it to get out of a few sticky situations he figured.
Why do you continue to go to such random places, you make me irritated Damian.
"I fancy a drink, and this is rumored to be one of the best taverns there is. Besides, I have other reasons to spread out. If you hadn't noticed, unlike the previous Wraith, I have been doing a lousing job at collecting new fears, and that is not becoming of the Wraith." He chuckled a bit as he entered.
I should find only the best, big strong willed looking people, their fears should be particularly deadly, or at the very least dangerous.
At least you're doing something, worthless.
You're one to talk, ghost. Damian looked around the bar, it wasn't that crowded, but he did spy a strange sight. "What have he here?" He stepped up to the already hazed young woman "You seem a bit too young to be drinking, or do you just enjoy young appearances?" Light flickered off his dark armor in the dimly lit place, he appeared even more ominous then usual.
What are you doing now, you are so useless.
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Nezumi
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Post by Nezumi on Aug 11, 2007 23:34:22 GMT -5
Sage, finding yet another disturbance to her… uh… “happy” time drinking, looked up to the strange man.
“What do you want?” she moaned, among the first thing she noticed was the comment he had made. It pleased her to betray her age, just over three hundred with the appearance of a sixteen year old – sadly she usually has the maturity of a sixteen year old as well.
Once again she dismissed the fact that she was trying to get drunk, but sadly as soon as it hit her that it wasn’t working to the degree she was hoping for, she would get mad.
“Well? I’m waiting… I hope we can move forwards with this fairly quickly, because I’m busy at the moment. If you don’t speak quickly I will dismiss you as a random lunatic and continue doing what I was trying to do…”
Sage was becoming impatient, and yet still inclined to be “busy” with whatever she was doing before. Sadly, she had completely forgotten the fact that she was trying to get drunk – the only downside is that she would probably leave then remember what she was doing in the first place.
((Sad post by my... uh... new standards.... usually I get past 200 words at least, and the vocabulary in this post sucked compared to my recent writings.... ugh I hate writer's block... but alas it is a post so enjoy!))
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Evagorn
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Post by Evagorn on Aug 13, 2007 13:39:42 GMT -5
"Busy? Seems highly unlikely to me." He chuckled a bit. "I suppose I should cut right to the chase then hmm?" He removed his glove and raised his hand "My name is the Wraith, it's a pleasure to make your acquaintance miss.....?"
What are you doing? What use is she?
Silence phantom, I have my own business to attend to and you'll not bother me.
I simply trust your judgment, this time, demon.
Excellent.
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Nezumi
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Post by Nezumi on Aug 14, 2007 1:26:15 GMT -5
Sage’s eyes were drawn to the hand, of course as they naturally should have been. Instead of shaking it she signed deeply, thinking, Ugh… I don’t want to bother, to much work… “The Wraith?” Huh… why does that sound so familiar…..
She dropped her head to the table, “My name is Sage Itachi, uh… usually I’m not here… usually I’m not at home…. Uh…” Obviously she was beginning to start to have to try to speak (that’s a lot of “to”s in one sentence). Not that speaking it self was hard, in fact it was quite easy to form words, it was the making these words into a sentence that was understandable.
“What do you even want Wraith? God freaking dammit, why does that name sound so familiar….” She started to mutter to herself some, before realizing that he was still standing there, “You look strange, did you know that? And haven’t you ever heard never to insult a drunk person…. Especially one such as… uh… I…”
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Evagorn
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Post by Evagorn on Aug 14, 2007 2:02:12 GMT -5
She's already drunk, you're wasting your time Damian, find someone else.
"Strange, yes I do suppose I look strange, but I assure there is a very good reason for it, not that it's a serious point of discussion." Damian rolled his eyes beneath his helmet, he too was having second thoughts. She was so drunk, he couldn't possibly carry on a good conversation. He stepped back on that idea however, it could very well just be an elaborate act, how could he be sure?
"So, Miss Itachi," He pulled his hand back as it wasn't readily taken, clearly he needed another method "What exactly do you do? Since you say you don't spend time in places like this, you must have some sort of job perhaps? Oh, and I hope I'm not seeming too much stranger by carrying on the conversation." He laughed a bit.
I shouldn't give away my name just yet, since it's still a mystery to most.
A fine job you did giving it away to that Kinoko wench, and she's one of your mortal enemies no less!
Was a mortal enemy, I still intend to befriend her, or at least gain some semblance of her trust.
Useless demon.
Useless ghost.[/i][/color]
He came back to reality, realizing he had just taken a pause to converse with himself "Sorry, I just thought of something that distracted me, you were saying?"
She was saying nothing, you just asked her a question.
Shut it you.....[/i][/color]
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Nezumi
Pup, Cub, Kit, whatever the hell you'd call yourself
Leader and Founder of Perverts United.
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Post by Nezumi on Aug 14, 2007 14:01:24 GMT -5
Sage started to giggle, for three reasons, one of which was fairly obvious – she was drunk. The second was that she was actually called “miss,” not once in her life was she ever called that, and now the very thought amused her – but seeing how she’s drunk almost anything could amuse her. The final reason why she was giggling was the suggestion of a job, she didn’t really have a job, she didn’t take on a ny bounty anymore, yet somehow she always has money to spend.
“I mostly wander, I’ve seen almost everything around… hrm… why must you wear the helmet? It looks stupid.”
Of course there was a slight chance that she wasn’t drunk, but surely the giggling must be part of it, right? Or she could be acting, most certainly it would be difficult for the great Sage Itachi to actually be drunk, so many – or so few depending on the way you look at it – want her dead, so why run the risk of getting drunk?
“So does the amour, I don’t even think the drunk peoples will simply dismiss that hunk of junk…. Amour is overrated, last time I saw people fighting in amour was well over three hundred years ago… damn am I really that old…. Now I’m depressed….”
She was being blunt, no doubt about it, but she just wasn’t finding the same amount of amusement as she was before, yelling at the bartender.
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Evagorn
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Post by Evagorn on Aug 14, 2007 22:58:24 GMT -5
Very uncooperative..... perhaps I should ignore her... although.
"Well though it is quite strange, let's pretend I enjoy standing out in a crowd." Pretend, truth or not, he certainly did. "But I suppose my time here grows short, it was interesting talking with you Itachi." He reached into his pocket and pulled out some money and held it out. "In case you need it, who knows?"
As soon as she takes the money, I'll simply reach out and make contact, it'll be quick, she might not even notice I touched her.
At least you're thinking this time, fool, make it quick!
Right.[/i][/color]
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Nezumi
Pup, Cub, Kit, whatever the hell you'd call yourself
Leader and Founder of Perverts United.
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Post by Nezumi on Aug 14, 2007 23:50:35 GMT -5
Sage looked at the money, her eyes slightly hazed, looking up to his face she replied, “What? You want change? I don’t need the money, I got enough saved up to last me a thousand lifetimes…. That’s why I quit being a bounty hunter…..”
She squinted at him, she recognized something through the helmet; not the face really, but the eyes. She could see something in the eyes she had only seen in one person before, then the question came.
“Do you hear voices?”
It was a strange question true enough, but it was one she needed answered. After the answer she would dismiss the amour, hell, she would stop thinking he’s just a lunatic – although depending on the answer he may just be a lunatic that needs to get his head checked.
There is something conveyed through the eyes, something that can tell more about a person than anything else. Emotion? Maybe, but maybe it is the soul. Nezumi had similar eyes – not the shape, or the color, more that same look, the special glint. Nezumi’s eyes, they could see more than the appearance of someone, they could see past that, into their soul, into their past, even through their clothes – That bastard.
She recognized the glint immediately, she stared at the, through squinted eyes. Now was the time when she wished that she wasn’t getting herself drunk. Now she remembered, and realized that she was drunk.
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Evagorn
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Post by Evagorn on Aug 15, 2007 11:57:44 GMT -5
Hehehe, she's pretty sharp Damian, a bounty hunter no less. Seems you made a mistake.
"Hear, voices?" Damian juggled the options. On the one hand, did this mean she'd met the previous Wraith and recognized the look? Or on the other, was she simple rambling drunk? No, his pauses couldn't be interpreted as hearing voices unless by a person with preset evidence to that, someone who knew the first Wraith........
He thought carefully, but only for a moment so as not to seem suspect again. "Voices huh? You think I'm insane because I wear armor? I suppose a bias could be drawn......"
Make or break, what will you do?!
"I'm not insane, but I do hear voices."
WHAT?!
"And unlike an insane person, I know who the voice belongs to, a ghost from my past, pretty strange huh?"
DAMIAN!
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Nezumi
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Post by Nezumi on Aug 15, 2007 17:45:43 GMT -5
Sage nodded, she did recognize the amour, and the name was familiar. She smiled, thinking of how to form the correct words for what she wanted to say. Of course this was increasingly difficult because she’s been taking involuntary sips out of the mug of beer in her hand.
“I knew someone, he… he heard voices, I don’t think that they were just normal schizophrenic voices… but he would always just be talking and replying to himself…. And sometimes he would – .”
Sage fell off her chair, the mug of beer spilling all over her. This caused two things, one, she lost her chain of thought, and now she was wet and angry. Through squinted eyes she looked around the room, and then after a moment…
“Which one of you stupid sons of bitches pushed me!!! I’m going to rip whoever did it to shreds! I don’t have a freaking house so how the hell am I supposed to wash this stuff off?! Well? WHO PUSHED ME!”
Drunk? No of course not, she was just an angry fox demon with the intent to kill. Drugs? No, never take them. Why was she Angry? This was simple, she slipped off her chair and spilt her beer on herself, wouldn’t you get angry? Of course this has nothing to do with the fact that being slightly hazed, and being Sage Itachi, made her compelled to blame someone else. If nobody fesses up she would soon take it as the nearest person…
Glaring around the room, the one many seemed to be leaving, there was nobody that seemed to have “pushed her,” and thus the only one left to blame is…
“You! Whatever the hell you call yourself! You pushed me didn’t you! First you wear stupid amour and then you pushed me…. You don’t even know how wrong that is! I will be your…. Uh…. Demise!”
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Evagorn
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Post by Evagorn on Aug 15, 2007 20:11:14 GMT -5
Someone who.... heard voices? I wonder...
"I'm terribly sorry," Damian giggled, in his head of course, it would be unwise to off set the already ill-tempered. "Here, let me help you up." He extended his hand, "I'll buy you another drink, or whatever it is I can assist you, being drenched in beer." Now he laughed a bit, it was in good taste after a comedic remark. Conversations are like a battle, it's all about the right words and gestures to turn it.....
In your favor, even if she gets herself up, you could offer to escort her back to her house to get cleaned up, she is drunk and incoherent now, she might just leave with you! If her fears are worth it well done!
"What misfortune hmm? I do hope you would tell me more about that person you knew, who heard voices, we're two of a kind I imagine."
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Nezumi
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Post by Nezumi on Aug 15, 2007 20:52:20 GMT -5
Sage just stared at him, was he trying to placate a drunk Sage Itachi? Not a bright idea, anything that includes dealing with “Kamaitachi” Sage is not ever a bright idea.
“You pushed me! You look stupid! I’m wet…. Now I’m mad! I don’t need your help! I don’t have anywhere else to go! I… BARTENDER! I WANT ANOTHER BEER!”
The bartender, amazingly, had vacated the building along with the other eight nearest people. Why would the bartender run away? Better question, why didn’t the bartender leave earlier? He didn’t know her name.
“BARTENDER! That loser…. Ugh…. Fine help me up….”
Sage extended her hand to accept help, though somehow a twinge in the back of her drunk mind was still being reasonable, he had removed the gauntlet and has been trying to make contact with her for quiet some time.
“I remember that name… The Wraith…” She started to mutter to herself.
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Evagorn
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Post by Evagorn on Aug 16, 2007 15:35:16 GMT -5
Hahaha! She is sharp, you motioned one too many times I suspect, she picked up that you wanted to touch her, haha, you're so foolish.
"My name eh? It's more of a title really, but I do enjoy it greatly." Damian, taking heed from the worthless ghost, took the chance to reach out himself. Even though she did pause, at least she reached out, so Damian reached out to accept it and help her up. "I'm terribly sorry for the mess, it was rather clumsy of me." Even though he hadn't actually pushed her, he now wished he had, it would have been the perfect chance to get her fear. He eyed the now empty bar.
At least if things get messy it won't matter, she's scared them all off.
Right, however you still don't even know what kind of powers she has, don't let your guard down.
How dangerous could she be when drunk........ actually, perhaps you're right, a woman's scorn so the saying goes.[/i][/color]
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Nezumi
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Post by Nezumi on Aug 16, 2007 20:51:12 GMT -5
Sage’s eyes were still squinting, right at the Wraith of course. “Hrm… you are odd….. but I remember the name now… wasn’t he like some kind of demon… or a human with powers… he… damn…. m’ not drunk…”
Sage let the man help her up, and yet she seemed strangle unaffected, although her eye twitched. She moaned a bit before checking her wallet, it seemed to be a bit on the low side. She put the wallet away mumbling something – something along the lines of “I thought for a second I didn’t have any money…”
She turned to his and stumbled over her own feet. Yet another memory struck her, magics… he made people’s fears become realities… how amazing… that… oh that was what I just saw… how weak…
Sage now growled, “Did you just try to use your stupid magic on me? I remember the Wraith, yet another bounty I turned down… he made the fears, the greatest uh… what is the next word…. Now I lost my chain of thought…. But your stupid! And weak! I can’t stand weaklings, and I’m still mad about you pushing me!”
Sage glared at the man, now she was just an angry drunk, and an angry drunk Sage no less. She seemed off balance, and slight stupid…. During her yelling and drunk speaking she was pointing off to the side of The Wraith – in fact she was pointing at a barstool at the other side of the room…
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