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Post by Demyx on Oct 25, 2011 17:10:01 GMT -5
"But I-I'm not! Really!" My voice faltered; I was far too startled to speak. I looked around, wringing my hands fearfully, afraid of just how bad the CIA label might be.
But with Alcatraz's words... it was all coming back to me now. Project Vakarian was still fuzzy, but the Nano-Suit Project? Of course I'd heard about that one. Bits and pieces of my parents' long post-dinner discussions swam in and out of my memory. Crippled soldier, mechanical suit, enhanced abilities.
But wait. I had just described the man standing in front of me.
That would mean--
I turned to face Alcatraz, suddenly realizing why I had my suspicions about him in the first place. It was all coming back to me now... Could this be the very same soldier who had escaped those months ago?
"Y-you're the Alcatraz, aren't you?!"
(( Dayum, somebody's perceptive! x'D I'm so sorry, Demyx! This is what happens when I don't read the previous posts well enough, yikes. However, I'm really liking this turn of events. This shall be interesting, ohoho~ ))
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Post by alcatraz on Oct 25, 2011 17:16:04 GMT -5
Alcatraz had finished undoing the trench coat, and he opened it wide around the waist, letting everybody see the wire like nano suit below. He shrugged the coat off of his shoulders, and pulled off the gloves on his hands. Revealing his full, metallic body for all to see. Pressing a small button on the side of his neck, metal plates slid up his neck and face before a red colored visor covered his eyes. He wasn't worried about anyone else approaching, he could cloak if need be.
"Yes.." he said, his voice now muffled slightly, being projected through small speakers in the suit that allowed others to hear him "I'm the Alcatraz" he looked around the store which was still mostly empty "And if you're CIA, you should still know that I'm a wanted man" he shook his covered head "And I plan on it staying that way"
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Post by Izaya Orihara on Oct 25, 2011 17:18:36 GMT -5
((I'd hate to be a spoiler, but if you go back and read?
No one actually said anything about the CIA out loud at all. Including, for the record, Demyx. Is someone reading minds?))
"Innnnteresting," he murmured, coming off the wall to get a closer look at the suit hidden beneath the man's coat.
Of course he'd heard of Alcatraz, of the Nano-Suit project. He'd never learned what the man looked like, beneath the mask.
And the blonde Halfer was CIA, as well. "Verrrry interesting," he muttered again, his red-brown eyes narrowing slightly as he surveyed the scene.
Soooo many interesting things coming together at once - two former experiments, a halfer, and what he suspected wasn't a shapeshifter at all, all come together by chance under the same roof.
Izaya Orihara didn't believe in coincidence.
But that's why he loved this town...
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Post by alcatraz on Oct 25, 2011 17:26:36 GMT -5
((I don't know about everyone else, but I was going on assumptions, but Demyx's actions in theory have said enough XD))
Alcatraz looked at Izaya who appeared to be trying to get a closer look at the nano suit, had he been in a worse mood he'd have swatted him away, but right now he was going to leave him as he is, no harm can come of someone staring, and he could easily escape if he wanted to.
"You're not a talker or a fighter really, are you...?" he asked to Izaya looking at the man as he examined him "You're a thinker... A cold one at that too... A tactician, the game master..." he looked straight ahead "I can see it in your eyes... The way you act, you're always thinking, that mind of yours is always working away isn't it?"
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Post by Shizuo Heiwajima on Oct 25, 2011 17:33:24 GMT -5
Suddenly, a security guard was thrown through the shelves of the next Aisle and landed just away from the group. A blonde haired man was stood on the other side of the hole growling "I'll smoke my cigarette wherever I goddamn want!" he growled as he stepped through before crouching in front of the guard and exhaling a cloud of smoke in his face.
"So remember that nugget of information next time I come here!" he had a small bag of groceries hanging from his arm. Standing up he brushed himself off before someone caught his eye, ohh this had to be fate! "IZAYA!" he roared quickly grabbing a freezer that was next to him and wrenching it from the wall before lobbing it at his nemesis.
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Post by Demyx on Oct 25, 2011 17:38:36 GMT -5
(( yes. Demyx is reading everyone's mind. He's reading yours right now, Izaya. He's just that awesome, duh.
but uh-oh. Really? Aaah, sorry about that! D: Let's just go by Alcatraz's assumption: Demyx is being uber suspicious, thus everyone knew it anyway? xD
...I'll read better next time, promise. :c ))
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I couldn't help but gawk at the metal man standing in front of me. So everything was true, after all! "I'm a wanted man," he said, shaking his head at me, "And I plan on it staying that way."
He didn't need to tell me twice! I was here for Otherworld recon, not some sort of bounty hunter mission. (Not like I'd stand a chance against him anyway.)
"Yes, sir," I mumbled. Right now his attention seemed to be diverted to Izaya. The thought of running away replayed in my head, but something was making me stay. I had to find out more about these Otherborn and this Network. Then, at the very least, I'd be able to transfer out of this city for good.
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Post by Izaya Orihara on Oct 25, 2011 17:38:49 GMT -5
"Oh, damn," he muttered, "just as things were getting interesting."
Knowing what large objects sound like when hurtling through the air from all-too-personal experience, he didn't need to look to be able to tell exactly the size and shape of the freezer being lobbed at him. He grabbed Demyx by the shoulders and spun him, moving him (and Izaya) exactly three inches to the right; the freezer crunched against the back wall of the store.
"I'll take that as my cue to be going, now!" he said, grinning at the blonde teenager as he spun back around, skipping backwards to avoid another heavy object, and saluting mockingly.
Then he called out, "Oh, Shizu-chan~! You missed, 'darling'!" And spun around and ran out the door.
If Alcatraz were using his bioscan, he would definitely be able to tell: Izaya Orihara was not human.
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((I hope it's not too bunny-ish to say that more objects were being thrown at Izaya - I'm kind of taking this on assumption that if Shizuo and Izaya are within line-of-sight of each other, there is going to be more than one object being hurtled through the air))
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Post by Shizuo Heiwajima on Oct 25, 2011 17:42:54 GMT -5
Shizuo roared and forced the others out of the way, not even interested in the armored Alcatraz or the blonde teenager who Izaya had just saved "IZAAAAYYAAAAAAA!" he roared before pulling off a large metal shelf and chasing after him with it "I. Will. KILL YOU!" he was not going to let him get away this time. He had allowed this one particular demon to escape him too often.
"Hey! What's going on here!" A guard called out turning the corner, but he caught a face full of shelf and was sent flying back the way he came. "Kill, Kill, Kill, Kill, Kill..." Shizuo muttered to himself as he ran out of the store.
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Post by Kiara on Oct 25, 2011 17:44:07 GMT -5
((SORRY!!! I misread the post before mine ^///^"))
"WHA-- AH!!!!" I jump away from Izaya Orihara and watch as the destruction happens. "uh...uh?!?!"
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Post by Noctis Lucis Caelum on Oct 25, 2011 18:10:55 GMT -5
Noctis had observed this all silently, taking in the various bits of information that could be useful at a later date. The Nano Suit Project, Alcatraz's assessment of Izaya and Demyx's reaction to what the suited soldier had said. Alcatraz still seemed rather trustworthy, but the other two? Demyx seemed to be alright, though it could be a facade. Izaya though, he was certainly a shady character. As a great commotion came about, Noctis raised his head just in time to see a security guard get thrown around and a freezer get lobbed at Izaya. Luckily he was well out of the way but that didn't mean that he wasn't shocked to see it happen. Urbadelphia, a place where you couldn't even buy groceries without strange things happening.
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Post by Demyx on Oct 25, 2011 18:32:48 GMT -5
I couldn't get a break, could I? I was finally coming to terms with the fact that my cover was blown, but the next thing I knew, a freezer was crashing into the wall, and both Izaya and I were inches to the right. Then he was gone, chased out of the store by some blond nutcase.
Part of my mind told me that Izaya had just saved my life and I should be grateful, but the rest of my brain was utterly convinced that this was where I was originally standing; the freezer just happened to miss me. Why would he do that, anyway? I must have better reflexes than I imagined, I thought, proud of myself.
I looked around, expecting surprise on the faces around me. Instead, they simply stared at the newly-broken freezer as if it were a cockroach marring their view of the TV dinners. Urbadelphia would take a lot of getting used to.
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Post by Kiara on Oct 25, 2011 18:38:13 GMT -5
Laughing a little nervous now I finally have a chance to ask, "So... Where in here would I find a coat?" I feel soooo out of place right now.
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