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Post by phobia on Jan 22, 2010 9:17:09 GMT -5
Phobia strolled around the town and after a while he encountered mall. Well I should go there and look for some useful stuff. I think that I should look for some kind of sport store first as I don't have yet any kind of base here I need to carry all my stuff. For that I need good back bag or something like that. Then I should get multi-purpose tool... He began listing things that he would need or rather were listed in his book.
As he entered the building he noticed that some stores were messed up completely as others seemed like nobody weren't been in there. Walking forward he noticed some other shops that he would visit too. Walking past clothing store, book store and supermarket he walked inside a store that sells all kinds of traveling gear.
While taking his time to choose the back bag he looked what else that store had. looking for bottles, dry food, rope and other useful items he walked around the store talking himself :" This is good.", "I don't need this.", "Why on earth there's something like that in here?"
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Post by cyansky on Jan 22, 2010 18:35:15 GMT -5
"Okay, Syl, don't wander off without me," said Asri, "I know I promised you icecream, but that doesn't mean that you can just run around and do whatever you want. Like turn this mall into a smoking crater."
Syl blinked, giving him a very innocent, clueless look.
"Um... okay, but why?"
"Verious reasons," said Asri, "a lot of people and stuff ends up here. People too. And I need this place to get some new stuff. Maybe a new pet for you."
It giggled and clung onto his arm as they walked into the mall, their footsteps echoing across the nearby area. Asri wore his usual black and purple suit, his long hair nicely combed, and Syl wore its usual bright red outfit, gazing at him with an adoring expression on its face. The two of them were here for some stuff for Asri and for ice cream from one of the shops. Asri opened his bag with his free hand and withdrew a shopping list.
"Let's see... Jewellery, dresses, make-up, glass cups..."
He led Syl to the second floor of the mall, still reading out his list with all the enthusiasm as a sleepless priest.
"... Romance novels, matches, paper, shoes, birdfeed..."
It was only when they passed one particular store when Syl sensed someone inside. It seemed human, but appearances could always be deceiving.
"Asri! Look!"
"Hmm?"
"There's someone inside!"
"Yeah, so?"
"WOW! It's been weeks and we haven't seen anyone around! Maybe it'll be a new friend!"
Asri grabbed it, in an attempt to keep it form escaping into depths of the store. His range with sensing supernatural beings was limited. Sensing Syl was easier, but it still had its limits. He didn't want to be blamed for letting harm come to it.
"Syl! Wait!"
It was too late. Within seconds Syl was in the store, heading straight for the unknown human. Asri sighed and followed it in, calling out its name. Syl, meanwhile, waved at the strange, giving him a friendly grin.
"Hi Mr. New Person! Wow! What are those?!"
It then pointed to a bunch of random items on the shelves, giggling enthusiastically.
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Post by Tommy Tyrant on Jan 22, 2010 20:19:05 GMT -5
Tommy was creeping around the mall, staring at the mindless. He still couldn't understand why the other residents got so bitchy when he and Mr. Psycho would ave 'fun' with them. But Tommy had gone weeks, maybe months here without killing anyone so that was his community service in his mind. Now crouching low and stalking the mall like a rabid animal Tommy looked and saw in the distance someone new, someone who wasn't a mindless. Tommy would have left this one alone if it had not been for Syl, the childish gender-neutral thing, run up and as usual force a greeting on him. A sick smile stretched across Tommy's face as he disappeared in a colud of purple smoke and reappeared closer to the two. Hiding for the meantime and watching from the shadows.
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Post by phobia on Jan 24, 2010 9:22:59 GMT -5
Phobia looked all the stuff that he looted from the store. There were some good rope, smooth edged knife, dry food for couple of days, 2l bottle, back bag and various little things. While he was checking that he got everything he needed from his book when somebody stormed inside, waving at him.
He didn't have enough time to think "Who is she?" before she already pointed out various items and asking what they were while giggling. Well isn't she energetic. It must be good to be able to be so cheerful Also why is she calling me Mr. New Person? My name was Phobia. countless of memories about other people that he or some one else might have new and talked to came into his mind. They were so powerful that the person in front of him changed according to the memory. He had to take support from near by wall.
<voice> "Dude, I reorganized your memories of socializing. Although it would been fun to watch you trying to talk with her with messed up memory like that one. " Next time warn me before you do something like that and could you tell me what on earth was that ? I saw many people and she changed too. Was I just hallucinating or what? <Voice> that's just because of my doings. I moved some of your memories and some needed reactivation. What you saw was parts of those memories. Now you should be able to talk with her properly. Phobia drove off the Voice just like there would be a fly bugging him.
"Sorry about that miss..." He hears someone calling for Syl. "... Syl..? I lost my balance for a moment, nothing serious." He takes few steps away from the wall and starts looking for the items that she had pointed out. "... This is travel cooking set. When you put this on to a Bunsen burner you can cook where ever you are. That one is sleeping bag. " He took the bag and takes sleeping bag out. " This gives warmth when sleeping outside or in tent." After explaining he starts putting sleeping bag back to it's bag. "Is there anything else you might want to know...?"
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Post by cyansky on Jan 24, 2010 9:49:06 GMT -5
Syl grinned and clasped its hands together.
"Your name of course!" it said in a chipper cheerful tone. "My name's Syl! The one calling for me is Asri. He's my big brother!"
It then took out the bunsun burner and began fiddling with it, looking into all the holes in it. Thankfully, since there was no fuel present, it didn't light up and burn Syl's face.
"SYL!" Asri, followed the sound of Syl's voice, running up to it, panting. "Please put that down! It's dangerous!"
Syl stuck out its tongue at Asri, much like a little child.
"I wanna see how this works!"
"Do you realize that fixing third degree burns isn't a walk in the park?!"
Syl leaned towards the stranger, grinning even wider.
"Don't mind him, he just wants me to go in the textbook and study. But that's no fun, and it's soooo hard!"
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Post by phobia on Jan 24, 2010 12:03:33 GMT -5
" My name is Phobia." He said while laughing himself becose of those two sibling's fight. " It would be fun to show you how this works." He takes bunsen burner from Syl gently. Then he assebles all parts rightly and takes matches from his pocket. After lighting it he moves it to the top of the burner while at other hand he opens the gas valve. Litle blue flame appearred and by opening the valve litle more he made the flame just big enough for cooking. " This is how it works. One can control that flame by opening and closing this valve." After explaining how it works he turned it off and took it apart.
" Do you know where's the nearest pharmacy? I'd also needneed some various stuff like: chemichal tools, fishing stuff and some other goods." He looked both Syl and Asri. " You seem to be here for quite a while. Would you mind if I tag along with you two at least for as long as it takes me for gathering enough suplies to create base for me? "
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Post by cyansky on Jan 24, 2010 12:31:08 GMT -5
Syl looked at Phobia with awe, reaching for the bunsen burner but falling short.
"Wow! That's so cool! Is it magic?! How do I do that?! Can I see? Please! Does the flame healing special properties?"
Asri smiled at the newcomer... he certainly seemed like a nice guy, and found it interesting that he was interested so much in survival. Kinda like Kiel. Kiel was the unofficial leader of the trio, being the one that organized most of their expeditions in the past.
He gently pulled Syl away from the man (thus, away from the bunsen burner), holding his little sibling close.
"Yeah, I know where you find a pharmacy. I go there regularly for medications," said Asri, "I can lead you there and we can check out what they have in stock. Just... keep that thing away from Syl please. Kiel will have my hide if anything bad happens to it."
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Post by phobia on Jan 24, 2010 14:05:48 GMT -5
" Thanks for taking me with you. It's good that I met someone who's willing to show me some places here. Anyway there's no danger from burner alone as the gas is mostly harmless if not exposed to a fire. Only ways that it's dangerous is if one pokes hole in it , which would result it blowing up, or opening it up in really tight places, where it would replace oxygen thus resulting slow death. "
Phobia takes wondering look at Syl . " It's working by gas stored inside of this metal can. Anyway what do you mean by "magic" ? This flame has no healing properties what so ever and weren't magic supposed to be only in fantasy books? " Being silent for a moment he began putting things that he previously had chosen to his back bag he started talking again.
" I don't want to be burden to you so if you have anything you need from here I don't mind that you get them first. It would be good for me too to have better look for this mall. "
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Post by Geinkotsu on Jan 24, 2010 16:28:01 GMT -5
Zachery had walked into the store when the new guy had mentioned Magic and fairy tales. He mentally rolled his eyes and walked passed them, walking behind the counter and grabbing a rough mountain dagger. “Damn knives keep getting lost.” He mumbled. He picked out a few more, then slid them into the lining of his jeans and moved onto one of the shelves, looking through the cutlery with keen eyes. “Humans know nothing of blacksmithing.” He mumbled again, not really caring for the company, and he was also sure that Syl would come up to him like it always did. So, there was no use in trying to converse when Syl would bring it into it anyways. Zachery picked up a few machetes, examining them with care, but putting them back as he moved on.
He bent down at one of the racks, looking at the canisters of fuel. They could come in handy. Zachery picked out a few good sized canisters, about 8 inches in length and 3 inchs round. If he ever had a fight coming, he had some nicely explosive material to use. He casually clipped them to the belt of his jeans. He looked like a mercenary gone bad with his black long sleeve shirt and faded denim jeans and black boots. His hair style was punk, spiked black with white highlights. His eyes a cold white that made you feel cautious of him. Zachery walked over to the group after he was finished picking through the stuff. “Hello.” He said as nicely as possible. Even though he was slowly becoming more friendly and open towards others, he couldn’t help but be a bit quiet. It was just his nature of things. “Magic isn’t just fairy tales, ya know?” He said, weight shifted on one foot lazily.
“If you think that, you won’t last a day here. There are many myths and fairy tales very much alive in Animus. Much like myself and this here angel.” He said, making a gesture of his hand towards Asarek. “My name’s Zachery. Pleasure to meet someone with the sense to stock up on supplies.”
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Post by cyansky on Jan 24, 2010 17:03:37 GMT -5
Syl's eyes widened when it saw Zachary standing there. It recognized him in a heartbeat... last time they saw each other was in a twisted version of Alice in Wonderland. Instantly forgetting that Zachary dislike physical contact, and before Asri could warn it, it lunged at him, tackling him to the ground.
"ZACHARY! It's you! It's been so long, how's you been?!"
It giggled as it hugged him, looking and acting very much like a carefree kid. "We're going to have so much fun! This will be the bestest day ever! First we'll get sugar, then we'll get clothes, then we'll get ice cream and sugar and we'll play dress up with Asri! Whheeeee!"
Asri put a hand on his forehead, and sighed. Syl... had as much of a passion for dress-up as Kiel did. He blushed slightly, embarassed, and looked away. Not in front of these people. Not something so embarassing as wearing a dress in front of these two...
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Post by Tommy Tyrant on Jan 24, 2010 17:44:13 GMT -5
Tommy just sat and watched as more residents gathered around this new one. Tommy only hoped it started to become uncomfortable or somewhat scary for this new guy to have so many people come and start talking to him out of nowhere.
Syl was being itself as per usual, maybe it's something to do with how it acted and how Tommy never had the chance to do those kind of things himself. Either way Tommy despised Syl for it. Tommy got up and made his way down the aisles, seeing that Zachery had been browsing and come across some machetes, now they could come in handy. Tommy licked his lips and started walking closer towards them.
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Post by phobia on Jan 25, 2010 10:56:44 GMT -5
Well he couldn't say he wouldn't be stunned for a moment when this... Zachery told him that there's magic every where and person next to him is angel. Although there's chances that he's talking truth. Why would he talk so to a complete stranger if that weren't true. He thought while examining him.
With his punk look and cold eyes Zachery looked merc that wanted to be recognized. <voice> "....Wannabe..." it was long gone when Phobia heard it. Different voice that he normally heard. Cold voice with no emotions behind of them. He didn't know about it but as it left already he should consecrate to his surroundings.
When he noticed that Zachery had couple of cannisters of liquid fuel with him Syl had already tackled Zachery to the ground. While she was hugging and giggling. Phobia stood up and looked at Asri.
"You know you really should teach her how to act near flammable things. That Zachery guy had couple of fuel cans clipped to his belt. Also there's much that I don't remember and even more that I don't know. My knowledge of this world is as good as my memories from my past. Both that I don't have.
Regarding you to be angel and magic I really don't care if it's true or not. If it's true then it is and I have to adapt to that. If not - Well then I have to adapt to something else."
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Post by Tommy Tyrant on Jan 27, 2010 17:39:23 GMT -5
Tommy had a machete in his hand, and another strapped to his side. H e dragged it across the ground making a dull scraping sound as he slowly walked to the increasing group. "Hello Syl, hello Asri, hello Zachery, hello... New one." Tommy narrowed his eyes and focused on the new one tightening the machete. Then started chuckling, "I'm kidding man, ask anyone here I hate violence, I'm all for peace and equal rights and all that good shit.." Tommy looked to the others, giggling.
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Post by cyansky on Jan 30, 2010 2:33:31 GMT -5
Asri smiled gently at Phobia. He found the name odd and wasn't sure what to think of this new person, but if they could help him, it would help pass the time while Kiel was off on business.
"You try teaching someone with almost no common sense how to handle dangerous objects," he said, "it's like trying to to teach Syl math - way harder than it looks. As for believing in stories, I would think that would be a good idea. Supernatural occurances are everywhere if you look in the right places. Come, on I know where-"
He was cut off when Tommy Tyrant stepped into view, holding a machete in his hand. Alarm ran through his mind. I have to protect Syl. Against all odds. Asri immediately stepped between Syl and Tommy, taking on a defensive stance towards Tommy, eyeing the machete warily. Syl didn't really notice the clown yet, still on top of Zachary. It was vulnerable in its current persona, and without the activation codes, Asri had little hope of bringing about a less defenceless side of it. He had to get Syl away from the clown, even if it meant putting himself in harm's way.
"You..." whispered Asri, his voice dead serious, "What are you doing here Tyrant?"
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Post by Tommy Tyrant on Jan 30, 2010 3:35:13 GMT -5
Tommy pulled back in disbelief, "Who me? I was just stopping by to do some general goods and services shopping when I saw some chums of mine and decided to stop and say hello, but if no one here is going to do the polite thing and greet me warmly.. Then I guess I'm going to have to stay." Tommy looked mockingly at Asri, taking golf swings at imaginary balls withhis machete. "So if someone here could be so gentleman-like as to introduce me to this new travellor I would be more than happy."
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