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paixaorpg2008-05-01 12:28 pm
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Beasts in the Streets [Active/Semi-Open]
Character(s): Montblanc, Zidane, AndrAIa, Rosette, anybody else interested
Content: Lumens: The Hunt Begins
Setting: Acting Clan Headquarters [I7] -> heading out to ???
Time: Late morning, the day after visiting Cid's shop (which I swear he will do soon)
Warnings: None known
Montblanc stood perched atop the railing overlooking the foyer. It was about the agreed-upon time, and he expected the others would show up at any moment; then they could set out on the hunt, something he was quite looking forward to. Even if he was literally a whole other world away from home, it felt good to be getting some work done nonetheless.
The building he'd found to act as Headquarters for now was both surprisingly large for what he'd paid (a few tree branches; he was still surprised they'd taken them) and surprisingly similar to the accommodations in Rabanastre. The house boasted a large, open foyer with a staircase along one wall that led to the upper rooms; the rooms themselves were a little on the small side, but ah well. All it really lacked were the usual hangers-about... it seemed sort of empty without them.
Well, Zidane was already here somewhere, and the rest would be arriving shortly. Maybe depending on how this went, he could convince them to drop by again afterward.
((ooc: orz I'm sorry it took me so long to get this up))
Content: Lumens: The Hunt Begins
Setting: Acting Clan Headquarters [I7] -> heading out to ???
Time: Late morning, the day after visiting Cid's shop (which I swear he will do soon)
Warnings: None known
Montblanc stood perched atop the railing overlooking the foyer. It was about the agreed-upon time, and he expected the others would show up at any moment; then they could set out on the hunt, something he was quite looking forward to. Even if he was literally a whole other world away from home, it felt good to be getting some work done nonetheless.
The building he'd found to act as Headquarters for now was both surprisingly large for what he'd paid (a few tree branches; he was still surprised they'd taken them) and surprisingly similar to the accommodations in Rabanastre. The house boasted a large, open foyer with a staircase along one wall that led to the upper rooms; the rooms themselves were a little on the small side, but ah well. All it really lacked were the usual hangers-about... it seemed sort of empty without them.
Well, Zidane was already here somewhere, and the rest would be arriving shortly. Maybe depending on how this went, he could convince them to drop by again afterward.
((ooc: orz I'm sorry it took me so long to get this up))
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"The Organization sounds more like trojan horses, from what I've heard," she said, following Zidane to the door. "Their programming is more subtle." And she had dealt with her fair share of viruses... "Besides, I've never been able to SENSE a virus -- that's a Guardian's job. This is much more..." She paused, trying to think of the correct word. At last, she said, "Artificial." And that was the best way she could explain it.
Shrugging her bare shoulders, she said, "I'm AndrAIa, by the way." Her hand slid to her hip and found her trident. With a flick of her wrist, it smoothly extended itself to its full length. If there was trouble, they might need it.