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Post by Riku Nomura on Nov 24, 2011 0:44:43 GMT -5
Me and Darla walked into the living room and heard Mercy's question. "Your not late, some things came up and you know but they're getting back on track and dinner should be ready soon."
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Post by Neku Sakuraba on Nov 24, 2011 0:46:02 GMT -5
"I heard it plain and clear," I argued. "I mean... it's okay if I wasn't supposed to hear it, but you shouldn't... you shouldn't have to lie about it."
I admit it, it was a little unsettling. I mean... what was going on?
"Maybe it's an aftereffect of the Crossing..."
"...aftereffect?" I asked. "What's that supposed to mean?"
Was I...?
Oh no. Nuh-uh.
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Post by newleaf on Nov 24, 2011 0:48:01 GMT -5
Um, Hello. I am Mercy. Namine invited me... She holds out a plate... I hope Chocolate Chip Cookies and Brownies are OK.
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Post by Namine Joy LeBeau on Nov 24, 2011 0:53:22 GMT -5
(Darla)
I nod to Mercy, "Darla." But beyond that I just ignore her.
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(Nami)
"It means you're flippin' reading my effing mind, Neku! STOP IT!!!" I shout as he asked the dumbest question ever.
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Post by Riku Nomura on Nov 24, 2011 0:54:33 GMT -5
"I'm Riku. and this is Darla." I waved my hand to her. "As for cookies and brownies, I don't think we made those you'll have to ask Namine about that." I said.
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Post by Neku Sakuraba on Nov 24, 2011 0:56:25 GMT -5
"Reading...?"
Oh, no.
No, no, no, no, no! Of all the....
My head started to pound. Not again! I grabbed my head.
"I... Namine, that's not possible. Tell me this is just some crazy side effect, that it's going to go away!"
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Post by newleaf on Nov 24, 2011 0:57:53 GMT -5
"Nice to meet you. And I made the cookies and brownies, and the Cheesecake..." She holds out the platters of cookies to them. Then she looks around. Really nice place. She wonders what sort of security system they have here. She also checks out the stereo and speaker set-up, and the fancy lighting... clap lighting? motion sensors, or just old fashioned switches? Hidden cameras? Wall pads? she checks it all out with a few looks around the room. Concentrating on the wiring makes it easier for her to cope with people. Especially strange people. Especially arrogant you-are-so-beneath-my-notice people. And where is that Neku guy that Oilcan said she needed to meet?
She took in a deep breath, the white haired bishi-guy had a very strange smell. Darla just smelled like fancy perfume... expensive fancy perfume if she was any judge.
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Post by Namine Joy LeBeau on Nov 24, 2011 1:03:43 GMT -5
(Nami)
"I... I..." He grips his head and all I can do is say, "Most likely, maybe, I don't know...I hope... I..." One of my arms wraps his shoulder and my other hand runs through his hair, trying to comfort him.
"It can't be that bad... And are you having a migraine? Do you want something for it?" All I can do is react while panicking. Neku sees to think this is something bad, so it must be.
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(Dar)
I watch Mercy as her eyes dart and then add, "What you brought is fine... The Princess was afraid someone might be allergic and didn't get anything with chocolate."
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Post by Riku Nomura on Nov 24, 2011 1:06:13 GMT -5
((Sorry, misread.))
"I'll take one if you don't mind." I reached out and grabbed two cookies, one for me and one for Darla. "Would you like one?" I asked her.
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Post by newleaf on Nov 24, 2011 1:08:10 GMT -5
Oh, I didn't think of that. I HOPE no one is allergic. NO nuts. I did remember not to make any with nuts. I should have brought oatmeal raisin... Well, at least the Cheesecake doesn't have any chocolate. - turns to Angel - should I put one of these plates here in the living room for people to snack on or save them both for the Dessert table?
Meanwhile, I am busy calculating the square feet of the room, the angles of the corners, the likely dimensions of the rooms on the second floor and factoring the load on the foundations... anything not to slap Miss Mightier-than-thou. I don't even know WHO she really is... what if she is important? Its obvious she THINKS she is... so she might actually be.
I smile as I calculate the exact dimensions, volume and length of spikes needed to make an Iron Maiden personalized for her.
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Post by Neku Sakuraba on Nov 24, 2011 1:08:20 GMT -5
I was startled when she grabbedme like that; I was glad we were out of the way of where most people were.
"Migraine... Advil. Advil would be a good thing..."
Can't be that bad. Neku seems to think this is something bad, so it must be...
I shook my head, catching her hand, the one that was running through my hair, and held it.
"It... Nami, I... they always said that I might develop another one, but... I didn't want to... believe them..."
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Post by Namine Joy LeBeau on Nov 24, 2011 1:13:01 GMT -5
(Dar)
Smiling to Riku, I nod and take the cookie, "Thank you." I take a bite. "Mmmmmmmm." Damn these were actually good... What do I say now?
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Angel replies simply, "We'll put the cheese cake in the fridge and set the cookies out on the dessert table." He begins to walk away, but waits a moment for Mercy.
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(Nami)
"What... What do you mean Neku?" I say softly now. "Develop what? Who said it?"
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Post by newleaf on Nov 24, 2011 1:15:30 GMT -5
Mercy follows him gratefully. Besides, she wants to see how the kitchen is arranged and if her mental image of the house is actually accurate. She stops when she sees the kitchen, smells the deliciousness of it, and realizes the house is somewhat larger than her original calculations. She shrugs... can't always be right. Easier than admitting how nervous this Mansion is making her. Been a long time since she was in a real house, and this is much more than any real house she has been in.
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Post by Neku Sakuraba on Nov 24, 2011 1:17:58 GMT -5
I coughed.
"Most Otherborn have only one power; sometimes they have two. In rare cases, they have three or four distinct abilities... the more abilities we have, the closer we are to the Otherworld..."
I shook my head.
"Shinra and Mr. H - some Watchers I knew - both said that they thought that I might have a power that hadn't developed yet..." I shook my head again, as if I could shake out what was happening, what they'd said.
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Post by Namine Joy LeBeau on Nov 24, 2011 1:34:01 GMT -5
Angel glance at her, but doesn't ask what he's thinking. He shows her to the kitchen and then holds open the fridge door for her. His eyes watching her closely, she seems to be as much as a one person being as he was.
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"Oh... Oh Neku..." I frown and shake my head. "Is... Is that really that bad?"
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