The LPA
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Post by The LPA on May 21, 2009 14:12:41 GMT -5
The ride to the field camp is slow and tedious, the city streets being torn to shreds and no path is completely passable anymore and all around them the grim reality of war shines brightly.
The sidewalks are lined with the dead, covered by bedsheets. LPA soldiers march beside them, while other groups of rebels raid buildings, dragging out Regent loyalists and bourgeoisie while their homes are pillaged for the insurrection. Overhead, planes and airships fight it out in the smoke choked sky.
"Le Enfant Terrible." Sid states, bringing Iole's attention away from the sights outside. "That's vhat they vant him about. That thing he's been working on, they say it vill vin the var for us."
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Post by Iole on May 21, 2009 17:08:26 GMT -5
That explains the vibes I've been getting from that thing too. Sorry, I don't know what's wrong with me. I mean, he's done this kind of thing before. I don't know why this would be different. I guess I'm just being paranoid. It's all my Auntie's fault.
::She keeps her eyes down as she walks alongside Sid, averting her gaze from the sad state of the avenue::
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Post by The LPA on May 21, 2009 17:17:43 GMT -5
Sid looks to Iole with a curious eye. "Explain? Vhat your 'auntie' say that makes you so paranoid?"
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Post by Iole on May 21, 2009 17:34:02 GMT -5
::Iole ignores the air quotes he placed around the word and answers his question honestly::
She could just be pretty neurotic. She was the cautious type. And trusting new people was hard for her. I guess I sort of picked it up.
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The LPA
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Post by The LPA on May 21, 2009 17:54:20 GMT -5
"Vise voman then, letting yourself open up too soon can spell your death. It's vhat Violette prays on vith the veak-villed officers of the Guard."
They come upon the field camp, with its tents, and barricades. Everywhere there are weapons of war: guns, rifles, bullets and bombs. LPA are everywhere, from the streets to the rooftops. The loud blasts of AA-guns nearby make the bones of those close shiver in their skin. There's also a fenced off area in the back that houses what appear to be prisoners.
"This once use to the financial district, vonder vhat left they have to fight for nov that ve ovn their money."
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Post by Iole on May 21, 2009 18:24:55 GMT -5
So any idea what they want him to do with that gadget?
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Post by The LPA on May 21, 2009 18:31:08 GMT -5
Sid shakes his head no as he walks up to a crate of ammo, shifting through it to find bullets that meet his approval. "No, I'm not even sure vhat the device is but, since Ollie is good vith explosives, I assume it's do do vith some type of bombing. He's been very hush-hush about it since he accepted the assignment." He takes several chosen rounds and pockets them. "Beside, knoving too much about other people's dealings makes you all that more valuable as a prisoner, and I don't vant to be a prisoner, prisoners that knov to much end up dead."
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Post by Iole on May 21, 2009 18:34:40 GMT -5
Fair enough. Hey did you find out if Ollie's flat is still standing?
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Post by The LPA on May 21, 2009 18:42:09 GMT -5
"Didn't push that far back into the Blue Zone. Sometime in the morning as I moved through the city's dovntown, I came upon a patrol that lit me up. It vas a game of cat and mouse for several hours before that caravan rolled in and finished them off."
There's a shrill cry in the sky above them and looking up, a plane streaks overhead, smoke billowing from its tail and in a moment it plows into a nearby building, causing a fireball and tremendous crash that throws those on the street onto the ground. After a moment, Sid stands back up, helping Iole to her feet. He wipes the dust from his mouth with the back of his hand as he looks to the smoking hole created by the plane.
"Vell, that's one less shinRa plane to vorry about."
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Post by Iole on May 21, 2009 18:52:25 GMT -5
::Iole scowls::
Must be nice to be able to pay people to fight for you. Dispicable that the Regent is relying on ShinRa power. He doesn't seem to have any reservations does he.
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Post by The LPA on May 21, 2009 19:22:44 GMT -5
"Yes, and ve're suppose to be the bad guys in this. Interesting hov money makes the public relations. Speaking of vhich..."
Sid motions to Violette who stands, smoldering in a dark corner of the camp with a cigarette in hand, nimbly rolling in its holder between her fingers. She's dressed in military garb, olive drab with a berets and a skirt cut short and hoisted up with stockings and boots. Its barely a uniform and more lingerie.
"Seems our public relations officer is out and about."
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Post by Iole on May 22, 2009 2:12:52 GMT -5
(OOC: You just reminded me, that new game Velvet assassin's main protagonist is based on Violette Zabo)
::As Violette gets closer, Iole tries to say something nice to her, remembering her resolution to be a little nicer to her::
Hi Violette. Wow...you must be freezing.
::Tried and failed::
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Post by The LPA on May 22, 2009 2:26:18 GMT -5
"Well, if it isn't Ollie's little friend, I heard what happened to your truck. I hope the ride wasn't too much for you to handle, an explosive finish can be soooo exhausting."
She takes a drag from her cigarette as she juts her hips out, resting the hand with the cig on them.
"So where did the little rattikin go?"
"Reynard called for him." Sid interjects.
"Hmmp, that big ol' Commitsar dragging away my little rattikin again? What a shame. So how are you Sid? Still keeping your barrel clean?"
"Uhh." Sid awkwardly exhales. "You know me, don't even need to ask."
"Awww, so cute." She scratches the underside of his chin. "He's awkward. Don't you just love when the men get so awkward around a female presence?" She asks, looking to Iole.
((Yea, blatantly stole the name I did. Though don't know about this new game you speak of.))
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Post by Iole on May 22, 2009 2:38:21 GMT -5
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Post by The LPA on May 22, 2009 2:45:07 GMT -5
"Oh, is that so?" Violette asks, sliding away from Sid and confronting Iole. "And what men am I use too? Men are men, dearest. With the right touch, word, or batting of an eye, they all cave to the female persuasion. Take Ollie for example." She walks around Iole, then leans in close to her ear for a whisper. "All one needs to do is massage right in the back of the ear."
She breaks away quickly and stands aside as she takes another drag. "Now, if only our smoking gun here was so easy to break." She says with a coy smile.
Sid appears even more awkward now, shifting his weight from one foot to the other. "Yea, uhh sorry Violette."
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Post by Iole on May 22, 2009 2:49:26 GMT -5
::Again Iole fans away the cloud of smoke Violette is leaving in her wake::
Will you put that out? You know you do more damage to the people around you than you do to yourself when you smoke those damn things?
::She wrinkles her nose at the smell::
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The LPA
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Post by The LPA on May 22, 2009 2:57:43 GMT -5
"If they live through the night, then they can come complain to me." She snaps back, looking away for a moment to exhale another puff. "Want one?" She quickly retorts, flashing a gold cigarette case the flings open revealing several cigarettes. Sid quickly pats her hand away.
"Violette!"
Disappointed, she puts the case away. "Aww, the girls are just having a bit of fun."
"Yea, ve all know about your 'fun' cigarettes. Amazed you haven't killed yourself vith those laced things."
"Some girls just have talent." She winks. "So, dearest, stole our little Ollie's heart away yet? I've seen the way he looks at you, that chemistry between a man and woman in love... you are a woman right?"
Sid's expression is dumbfounded by Violette's outburst.
"Just checking." She pats Sid's cheek. "I've heard what Iole can do, how am I to know what sex she truly is, much less if this is her true form. Changelings are so... 'unique'."
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Post by Iole on May 22, 2009 3:02:43 GMT -5
::Iole sneers::
It doesn't work like that. But why are you so interested Violette? You looking for a date?
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Post by The LPA on May 22, 2009 3:04:33 GMT -5
"Ohhh." Violette exclaims with intrigue. "Bet you could show me a thing or two with that trait of yours, maybe in exchange, I'll show you what really gets Ollie's fires burning." She smiles a devilish smile, enjoying this far to much.
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Post by Iole on May 22, 2009 3:15:54 GMT -5
Sorry Violette, it's a side effect of soul magic. And to get it, well you'd need a soul.
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