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http://finalfayth.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] finalfayth.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] paixaorpg2010-02-08 06:35 pm

CAN I SMELL YOUR GASOLINE? CAN I PET YOUR WOLVERINE? [ active ]

Character(s): Jecht & OPEN
Content: RESISTANCE MEETING of the not so subtle-variety
Setting: Paixao Central Station
Time: 3:10pm >D
Warnings: Let's see!



OOC ; All right! So Jecht's meeting is go! I'm trying something a little different here so... There are 5 parts to his speech below! Feel free to react / have conversations with people in between them, just know that Jecht will not be responding until part 5, so sadly he will not stop his speech, EVEN IF YOU THROW TOMATOES AT HIM. He's persistent.

[identity profile] scientific-lady.livejournal.com 2010-02-12 04:19 am (UTC)(link)
Sara had been leaning against one of the walls of the station, listening quietly as she gathered information...for either employer at this point. She hadn't seen Naja, nor realized that she was there, until the President had shouted the cheer.

Taking a deep breath, she turned and attempted to avoid Naja, not really wanting to explain where she had been for the duration of time.

Especially since she hadn't exactly been doing her job, or being a 'law abiding' worker for the Sentinels.

[identity profile] a-spikyfriend.livejournal.com 2010-02-13 06:41 pm (UTC)(link)
She had still been fairly caught up in her cheering, but that didn't mean she wasn't properly aware of her surroundings. There were plenty of familiar faces in the crowd, of course. They had all been trapped in the damnable city together since who-knows-when. You grow accustomed to seeing this person, or another person.

But that person was one that Naja hadn't seen nor heard from recently at all, and she drops her support for Jecht to immediately make a beeline towards Sara, snapping out a hand through the crowd to grasp her shoulder. "You!"

[identity profile] scientific-lady.livejournal.com 2010-02-13 06:52 pm (UTC)(link)
Sara had to keep herself from lashing backwards from the semi-unexpected grasp on her shoulder. The voice was Naja's, she knew that, but she had hoped her boss wouldn't see her in the crowd of people.

...Apparently she had been wrong.

"Yes, me. How're you, Naja?"

[identity profile] a-spikyfriend.livejournal.com 2010-02-13 06:54 pm (UTC)(link)
Of course she was wrong! A Sentinel could never be right! That was childish, unbecoming thinking.

"Oh, me? Fantastic. Where the hell have you been!"

Yep. That's Naja. Cutting right to the chase.

[identity profile] scientific-lady.livejournal.com 2010-02-14 02:53 am (UTC)(link)
"I've been around the city mostly, gathering information." Not quite a lie, because she had been. "Nothing exciting going on, it seems, so I came over here to check this gathering out." Once again, not quite a lie.

She just omitted any information about the Organization member she had managed to find.