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Post by Clive on Jul 9, 2009 18:47:29 GMT -5
"Yes, how is it!?" Clive inquires, butting into the conversation. "I've never been famous, bet it's nice. Are you already in the tabloids! Man... that would be sweet. Oh and congrats." He smiles to Anya. "Can't forget that, so where do you go from here? Some exotic local to take on baddies as a uber mercenary? Cause that would be cool; need side-kick?"
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Post by Julie Loire on Jul 9, 2009 19:44:00 GMT -5
:: Anya gives the two a cryptic smile. ::
"You get used to this kind of thing."
:: As she glances more toward Ierys, her expression changes. She wants the other girl to know how long she fought to reach the still-shaky level of self-confidence she's at, but can't think of a way to say it without compromising her cover identity. So she settles for a brief look of sympathy, then turns and laughs at Clive's comments. ::
"Really? Tabloids? I don't think they keep up on SeeD business. But I never read them, either."
:: She takes a sip from the punch she's been nursing, while she considers her answer to Clive's other questions. ::
"I don't know what I'll be doing yet. I guess I'll have to discuss that with the headmistress. I might try to become a part-time instructor here at the Garden someday. Until then, I'll probably be travelling around. I wouldn't be surprised if I end up as more of an ambassador than a super-cool mercenary..."
'Especially with Galbadia's thoughts on sorceresses in SeeD. Thanks for that lovely target on my back, Lil.'
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Post by Ierys on Jul 13, 2009 11:58:40 GMT -5
"As funny as that would be, I'm afraid Anya cant have you as a sidekick. You're too much trouble." Ierys says, tugging the dress into place one more time and winking at Anya. "Besides, if you're her side-kick, where am I gonna get a new one?" Before Clive can voice the retort that was obviously forming in his mind Ierys downs the last of her punch. "Is it me or is it really hot in here? I'm gonna go get some air." She says, backing away as she talks then dissapearing into the crowd, heading in the general direction of the exit.
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Post by Julie Loire on Jul 13, 2009 20:42:08 GMT -5
'And things were going so well for them!'
:: Anya can't hide her disappointment at Clive for... well, acting like Clive. But she can't say she's surprised, either. Belatedly, she wonders if she could have been a little easier on Ierys as well. ::
*BEEP BEEP*
:: Anya frowns, stunned at the sound of her emergency comm coming from her clutch purse. In all the time she had spent at the Garden, nobody had called - not even her father. ::
"Um, excuse me... I think I need some air, too."
:: She walks away, but in the opposite direction Ierys had. She looks over her shoulder a few times to make sure there's nobody nearby, and then takes out the comm. ::
"Hello?"
:: Laguna's voice comes over the line. ::
Laguna: "Julie! Where are you? Are you okay?"
:: Julie cringes at her real name, and instinctively reacts. ::
"Shh! Not so loud! What's wrong?"
Laguna: "The comm system's been down for at least a week and a half. I was worried you'd come home before I could reach you, but then I got worried 'cause you didn't show up, so..."
"Wait, what? What's going on?"
:: The comm remains silent for a second. ::
Laguna: "Oh, right. Don't come home. Something's gonna-"
:: Static starts to creep into the transmission, along with echoes of a female voice. ::
"Br...g...me...ba...k...th...re..."
*Found you, Julie Loire.*
:: Julie immediately shuts off the comm. She had a feeling that the creepy transmission and the voice were linked somehow, and she hopes that cutting one off would at least hamper the other. Feeling just a bit panicked, she slowly makes her way back to the main hall. ::
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Post by garyonthegreat on Jul 14, 2009 16:15:31 GMT -5
::Garyon was walking to the party when he noticed Anya walk out into the main hall. He walks up to her to talk.::
Hello, I don't think we've met before and if we have may I don't exactly remember your name? Mine is Garyon.
::He extends a hand for Anya to shake::
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Post by Ierys on Jul 15, 2009 14:04:31 GMT -5
Ierys manages to sneak past Serena and Garret undetected. Both of whom seem a little less comfortable around each other than they had when Ierys had first arrived. Oh dear, looks like I've either fudged that up or sped up the process. She steps outside and is greeted by a welcome burst of fresh air. The night is cool and calm compared to the bustle and warmth inside, it would seem that everyone else is enjoying the party too much for fresh air.
Least that leaves me alone to think. I'm always thinking, I need to stop thinking, its seriously messed up in my head. I need to stop doing that. I'm going to stop right now. Still thinking. Now. No? Now! Darnit! Can't I turn my brain off for one minute? Apparently not, guess I'll just have to think. Stupid Clive. Gah! He even bugs me in my own head! This can't be healthy! I may as well just give him the boo- what was that?
Ierys was pulled out of her thoughts by the sound of something like a trash can being tipped over just around the corner. "Hello?" She calls, taking a curious step towards the sound "Is anybody there?" hearing no reply, Ierys decides that whatever it is is probably harmless and goes to investigate. She walks around the corner the sound came from and sees nothing but the dark. "Hello?" she calls again, hearing what sounds like running footsteps deep within the shadows. "Are you all right?" She takes a step into the dark, though everything in her gut is suddenly telling her to turn and run.
The light behind her suddenly seems to go out and Ierys is thrown into pitch black. "Hello?" She calls once more, no longer sure of herself, looking around in a vain attempt to find some source of light to see from. She can see nothing if her surroundings, looking at her hands she notices that it is not a lack of light for she can see herself perfectly. This was something else. Something she could not even begin to describe. Ierys reached out a hand in search of the walls she knew had been on either side of her only moments before, but her fingertips brush nothing but air. Every muscle in her body begs her to follow her instincts and start running, but where could she run to when it seems that she is nowhere?
Ierys wrapped her arms around herself, why was she so cold? Why was it starting to hurt to breath? Suddenly there was a roaring that seemed to come from nowhere and everywhere at once. It was like the rush of wind when she was running only magnified by an unbelievable amount. Wind began to whip at her hair and body, cold lashings that seemed to have no real source. She clenched her eyes shut and cried out, stumbling back.
The back of her foot connected with something and the wind and sound suddenly stopped. Shocked, she opened her eyes to see the wall on the opposite side sliding out of her view as she fell backwards over hazardously placed crates, ripping the dress in the process.
She lay awkwardly for a moment, ignoring the pain and uncomfortable position, before sitting up and clambering back over the crates. "Oh great!" She said, as she noticed that one side of the dress was split all the way up the thigh. "This sucks." To anyone who didn't know her well enough, it would seem she meant it; after all, who would think she was shivering with anything but cold?
((OOC: A little OTT? I was given no set instructions, just a vague 'something similar'.))
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Post by Julie Loire on Jul 15, 2009 22:48:55 GMT -5
((OOC - Forgive me for being a little confused, Ierys. What's going on? Nothing wrong with your post, I'm just not sure what you're talking about OOC...))
:: Despite being a bit shaken, Anya attempts to keep up appearances with Garyon. She half-heartedly accepts his gesture and introduces herself. ::
"Anya. 'Sorceress Anya Louvel', actually... I guess. Didn't you hear the announcement earlier?"
:: She chuckles nervously. She wants to be able to make light of the situation, but can't help but think that golden-eyed sorceresses are about to attack Leah Garden, and there's nothing she can do about it. ::
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Post by Ierys on Jul 16, 2009 15:01:26 GMT -5
((OOC: It's something Clive asked me to do and I'm wondering if I went overboard, I got far too into it I guess I'll know when he logs on... If he hasnt disappeared again))
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Post by Clive on Jul 16, 2009 17:12:42 GMT -5
((Yea looks good, will update later. Been having internet problems, but, I should have stable net soon.))
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Post by garyonthegreat on Jul 17, 2009 17:27:47 GMT -5
Anouncement what anouncement, guess I must have fallen asleep when they anounced it. Well it's very nice to meet you Anya.
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Post by Clive on Jul 18, 2009 13:31:44 GMT -5
"Ierys!?" It's Clive, calling for her, having left the party to find her. "Ierys? Where the hells you wonder off too..." He mumbles as he looks around outside.
Ierys: "This sucks."
Ierys's voice catches his attention, drawing his eyes over to a dark spot near the trashcans. He extends his staff out, letting the lanterns light the way with a soft blue glow.
"Ierys?" He asks as he rounds the corner into the dark and suddenly, the awkward and startled girl is washed by a pale blue. "There you are... what you doing in the trash?" He notices the ripped dress and dirt. "What happened?! You ok?"
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Post by Ierys on Jul 18, 2009 14:01:50 GMT -5
Ierys blinks in the sudden blue then tries to cover up as much of her thigh as posible with the ripped fabric. "I'm fine!" she says, sounding irratable "I'm a clutz thats all. I fell over." Her hands are shaking so much that trying to hold the ripped sides of the dress together becomes futile and she lets them go, crossing her arms over her chest. "What are you doing out here anyway?"
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Post by Clive on Jul 18, 2009 14:32:47 GMT -5
"What am I?" Clive questions. "That's a silly question, you know me, I end up everywhere. Real question is... why are you in the trash? That's the question." He tilts his head, examining the dress with his eyes. "Oh... your poor dress. You know, it's one thing if a guy rips a dress off a girl but crates are kinda... boring and splintery."
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Post by Ierys on Jul 18, 2009 15:33:14 GMT -5
Ierys narrowed her eyes at him. Oh your all questions when it's me, even though you wont answer when I ask! Flippin hypocrit! "Was that just a comment or are you suggesting something I'll slap you for?"
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Post by Clive on Jul 18, 2009 15:41:00 GMT -5
Clive raises his arms in surrender. "No, no just a comment. Heh. You sure you're alright though? You do look a little unsettled, unless you always appear that way after falling." He offers her his hand, to help her out of the crates and trash. "Here, lets get you out of there."
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Post by Ierys on Jul 18, 2009 16:00:35 GMT -5
Ierys takes his hand with a grateful smile. "Do I really look that bad?" she asks, suddenly feeling more self-concious than ever, as she climb out of teh rubbish.
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Post by Clive on Jul 18, 2009 16:07:14 GMT -5
Clive helps her out and onto the path, lightly brushing her shoulder and a wet shred of paper from her hair off. "Well, unless the newest fashion style is 'derelict'. If it is, you look great! So what where you doing in there? Collecting cans for gil? If that was the case, should of asked me, I got a ton in my room just laying around all whilly-nilly. They're yours if you want."
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Post by Julie Loire on Jul 19, 2009 22:11:27 GMT -5
Anouncement what anouncement, guess I must have fallen asleep when they anounced it. Well it's very nice to meet you Anya. "Likewise..." :: She seems very distracted at the moment, currently wondering whether she should run away and hope that the sorceress minions would follow her away from the Garden. But, if she did, what would everyone at the party think? Better not to compromise her cover identity, and kick righteous ass as Sorceress Anya if it does come down to a dangerous situation. At that thought, she sighs deeply, and tries to put on a friendly smile for Garyon's benefit. :: "So, Garyon, what brought you to Leah Garden? Any kind of special skill, or anything? Wanted to train to be a sorceress' knight?"
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Post by garyonthegreat on Jul 23, 2009 19:20:22 GMT -5
::Garyon thinks if he should tell her that he isn't from here or if he should just go with what happened after he got here.::
No not now I don't know anyone too well yet.
A what? I don't think so. I have the ability to open portals. I was sent here by Crohan and Lillith to see if I could get some basic training on the subject. Haven't had too much luck yet, with the study group and all.
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Post by Ierys on Jul 24, 2009 13:44:22 GMT -5
Ierys stuck her tongue out at him playfully. "I'm not that desperate, though I'd be careful if I were you, I may take you up on the offer." She says with a laugh, trying not to feel selfconcious about having not only an exposed thigh but being covered in trash to top it all off.
(OOC: Sorry, I was ill and Dad doesnt let me on when I'm ill, I tried to sneak on but he caught me. *grumbles* trust me to get the flu mid July ¬¬)
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