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paixaorpg2006-10-10 07:03 pm
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Hi ho, hi ho... [Active]
Character(s): Lorie, Sabra, and Rufus.
Content: Lorie and Sabs leave the cafe, only to run into, somewhat literally, the president himself. :')
Setting: Just outside a Cafe Ersesat, then heading to the train station~
Time: Um... dayish?
Warnings: BAM. 8D
Well, after about an hour of comment-warring via the journals (Lorelei looked up and across at Sabra every now and then, watching her relatively dull expression which seemed to be unable to waiver, while she was full of giggles, blushes and soft "oh my's"), the thread had died down and, laughing softly, the blonde shut her journal and began to stand. "I think we should get going, then. We'll have to be out of this place so Rufus will be able to see us."
Slipping the small black object into her pocket, she bent down to hoist her shotgun-cannon onto her shoulder, and began to head for the door, but not before glancing over at the people who were still huddled up, frightened. She sighed, and shook her head. "You guys can relax now, all of the white things are gone. We have to get going though... don't worry about repaying us, we were only doing our job, hehe!" With that, she gave them a double-fingered salute, and continued on.
"I can't wait to see everyone again!" she chirped gleefully as stepped up to the door and nudged away all of the tables and chairs, after that beginning to push it open. "Do you think Mr. Rufus looks any different now?" she asked, giggling girlishly.
Once the door was clear, she placed her hand on her shoulder to steady her weapon, and promptly gave a swift kick to the wood to force the exit open. "You know, I bet he's grown a few inches since we last saw—"
Content: Lorie and Sabs leave the cafe, only to run into, somewhat literally, the president himself. :')
Setting: Just outside a Cafe Ersesat, then heading to the train station~
Time: Um... dayish?
Warnings: BAM. 8D
Well, after about an hour of comment-warring via the journals (Lorelei looked up and across at Sabra every now and then, watching her relatively dull expression which seemed to be unable to waiver, while she was full of giggles, blushes and soft "oh my's"), the thread had died down and, laughing softly, the blonde shut her journal and began to stand. "I think we should get going, then. We'll have to be out of this place so Rufus will be able to see us."
Slipping the small black object into her pocket, she bent down to hoist her shotgun-cannon onto her shoulder, and began to head for the door, but not before glancing over at the people who were still huddled up, frightened. She sighed, and shook her head. "You guys can relax now, all of the white things are gone. We have to get going though... don't worry about repaying us, we were only doing our job, hehe!" With that, she gave them a double-fingered salute, and continued on.
"I can't wait to see everyone again!" she chirped gleefully as stepped up to the door and nudged away all of the tables and chairs, after that beginning to push it open. "Do you think Mr. Rufus looks any different now?" she asked, giggling girlishly.
Once the door was clear, she placed her hand on her shoulder to steady her weapon, and promptly gave a swift kick to the wood to force the exit open. "You know, I bet he's grown a few inches since we last saw—"
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When Sabra got up, all she could do was blink confusedly, but regardless, nodded to her orders. She wasn't quite sure what was going on at this point, but was it really any different from the norm? She decided to remain silent and sighed, leaning back in her seat, eyes focused on Rufus for a few moments.
When Sabra's actions resulted in the stopping of the train, she gasped and clutched her weapon tightly, sitting up straight and looking around to see what had happened. Upon the female Turk's arrival back, she turned her head to look at her, but decided not to question it.
They'd be getting to the other's soon, she knew. She itched, almost anxiously. Well, if the train stopped, and walking was in order, she supposed it would happen all the sooner...