Edwin Gault
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Post by Edwin Gault on Oct 19, 2007 3:39:25 GMT -5
Clive appeared first, in mid-air, falling to the ground rather ungracefully. Edwin next, landing the best he had since the discovery of his teleportation potion.
"Hey, look at that! And we didn't even have to pay admission!" He pointed to the large restaurant before them, "Let's go!"
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Post by Clive on Oct 19, 2007 3:45:57 GMT -5
Clive sits up and shakes his head, washing the daze away.
"Uh... what just happened? And why do I feel violated... Oh."
Clive happens to be sitting on a small caution cone that he was unlucky enough to land atop. He takes it from under his tail and tosses it aside.
"Hey, where's my sta-" His staff falls from the air, hitting him atop the head. "Ow..." He rubs his head, readjusts his hat and stands up. "So, is that always so much 'fun'? Also, can I use that to get into the women's showers? Oh right, food!" He steps to the side, motioning for Edwin to go first. "If you will lead the way."
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Post by Edwin Gault on Oct 19, 2007 3:51:59 GMT -5
"I must admit, I found it fun. Haha!" he walked into the restaurant. He was stopped by the hostess.
"Excuse me, sir... Did you have a reservation?"
"Reservation? This is an amusement part restaurant... How can you demand reservations?"
"I'm sorry, sir... This has been a very busy week. We've been booked solid."
"Well... Oh, bother... One moment..." he reached into a pocket and pulled out a slip of paper, "What about this? My cousin sent this to me."
The woman took the slip and gasped, "Dio signed this? I-I'm so sorry, sir. This way, please." She escorted them to a table near the back.
"Thank you!" Edwin nodded.
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Post by Clive on Oct 19, 2007 3:57:34 GMT -5
Clive follows closely behind Edwin, peeking over his shoulder as he speaks with the hostess. While she is being distracted with Edwin, Clive slinks over towards the register, standing beside it for a moment, then slinking back behind Edwin just as the hostess shows them to their seats.
"Yes, thank you." Clive winks at the hostess, who replies with a disgusted sneer. Shrugging it off, Clive sits down, placing his staff against the wall.
"So, that was pretty smooth back there." Commends Clive. "Who's this Dio fella she seemed so shocked to sees signature written down?" Clive quickly unfolds his napkins, the utensils amazingly falling into a perfect line on the table as they are unfurled from the cloth. He places the napkin delicately in his lap. "What exactly does that cousin of yours do, anyway?"
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Edwin Gault
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Post by Edwin Gault on Oct 19, 2007 4:01:31 GMT -5
Edwin undid his napkin and organized his silverware the way he liked it, then replied, "Oh, Dio's just the owner of the place... I think. Iris is a... Metaphysicist. She was apparently hired as an attraction here. She reads fortunes for people, among other things, and I heard that they were down a fortune teller, so, Iris somehow got in."
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Post by Clive on Oct 19, 2007 4:11:45 GMT -5
Clive tilts his head, curiously. "Metaphysicist, you say?" He blinks for a moment. "You must certianly come from one unique family, any other oddities in your family tree of notable interest?"
Clive glances around the restaurant for a second, taking in the decor. Typical for a restaurant in a place like this, much like what you would expect from a casino, large open place with numerous tables - which are mostly full.
Their waters are brought to the table, sat down beside both of them. Clive appears to get a little nervous, his mouth quivers for a moment as he looks down at the glass of water and metal utensils. "I never realized how dangerous restaurants could be." He mutters nervously. "Anyway, you were going to say." His eyes quickly dart down to watch a bead of condensation run down the sweating glass and onto the cloth of the table. "So, um, how grounded do you think this table is?"
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Post by Edwin Gault on Oct 19, 2007 4:25:17 GMT -5
"Not in the slightest." He said referring to the table, "Not that I know anything about these things. I merely guessed. As for oddities... None that I can think of.
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Post by Clive on Oct 19, 2007 14:15:08 GMT -5
"Well, if you say so."
Clive scoots the knife away from the glass and in the process causes a little arch of blue electricity to shoot from his hand and into the knife, flinging it across the restaurant and into a wall.
"Yak! Well, there wasn't a scream so no worries!"
The waitress comes by, dropping off the menus, she also notices that Clive doesn't have a knife. "Oh, I'll go and bring you one."
Clive stops her.
"No! It's fine, don't need one." Laughs awkwardly. "Won't be using it anyway... why mess a perfectly good knife. Heh."
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Edwin Gault
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Post by Edwin Gault on Oct 19, 2007 14:23:53 GMT -5
"But I'd me more than happy to take the extra one. Do you have an extra spoon, too?" Edwin just looked at her, as if it were important. She stared back, as if he were insane. Instead of laughing or scoffing, she rolled her eyes and left them, returning shortly with a spoon and a knife, "Thank you!" Edwin smiled.
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Post by Clive on Oct 19, 2007 16:41:27 GMT -5
"Why the extra? Have some hidden arms I don't know about?" Clive asks inquisitively. "Not the illegitimate child of Vishnu are you? Cause that would be pretty cool, all 'I'm going to slap you 20 times! Rawr!', ya that would be sweet. Seriously though, need some cutlery for the home and or work place?"
As the bread is placed down in the center of the table, Clive quickly grabs his fork and skewers a piece from the basket.
"Just saved your life there, that bread was plotting." He takes a large bite out of it, it crunches loudly.
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Post by Edwin Gault on Oct 19, 2007 18:03:05 GMT -5
Edwin stabbed at the bread with his extra knife.
"It always is... That's why I need the knife. I can't eat with the same knife I used to slaughter the insideous starch ball, can I? As for the spoon..." He plunks it into his satchel, "I do need one... As for the arms... Ha! I wish..." He began to fold his napkin into a little bird, failing miserably. He scowled, "Stupid napkin!" He took the knife out of the bread, threw the napkin onto it, and stabbed them both, "Always plotting..." he sighed.
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Post by Clive on Oct 19, 2007 18:37:29 GMT -5
"So tell me about yourself, Alche! I seem to hardly know ye." Clive slouches in his chair. "I mean we've known each other for well over an hour already and I barely know who you are! Why with the chemicals? Why with the spoon? What's with that book? Where you get it, is it important, does it speak of lost treasure?" Holds up the book that Clive had snatched out of Edwin's hand back in Lindblum, placing on the table beside his bread plate. "Oh tell me more about this!" Holds up a vial from Edwin's satchel, a green one. "What does this do?"
Two tables beside them, a women starts up a commotion about her necklace disappearing. She scolds a waiter, telling him to find it quickly.
"Hey that reminds me." Clive holds up a fancy necklace with his free hand. "Want this? Found it as we were walking to our table. Pretty isn't it?"
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Edwin Gault
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Post by Edwin Gault on Oct 19, 2007 18:51:18 GMT -5
"They do have security here, I'd be careful. I don't know how far this pass from Dio will take us." He examines the potion, "This one is a friendship potion, actually. I was trying to perfect an actual love potion, but it fell a little flat... I wanted to call it a "Just Friends" potion, but I thought that would be too tacky..." He looked to his left, "As for chemistry, it's always been a passion of mine. I took a job under Professor Hojo in my youth, thinking it would advance my career. It wasn't until after I left I discovered how much more enriching it was to work freelance... Plus, I was reading, it seems to be either a story or an actual diary of a healer who ventured with others. It's only partially translated, so I don't know about treasure..." Edwin stared directly at the ceiling for a few moments, then beckoned the waitress. "Miss... Do you know of an Iris Gault?" The waitress thought for a second, then responded, "Oh, the fortune teller. Yeah, she left a couple days ago..." "Blast it all! She's gone... Did she say where?" "How should I know? I just heard she left. Dio gave her transport to Treno, I hear. Don't know what she's got on him..." "Treno? ..."
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Post by Clive on Oct 19, 2007 19:14:29 GMT -5
Clive nods, taking in everything Edwin had said.
"Sounds like such an exciting life, wish mine was that exciting."
Clive twirls the necklace around his finger, appearing a little bored with his life.
"And it seems your cousin Iris got the invitation as well. Wonder how that went, hmm, perhaps after dinner we should go check Treno out. Maybe we'll find her there!? What you say, it could be an adventure, a true to life one. Who knows what we might find?"
The necklace flies off his finger and strikes the complaining women in the head, knocking her out into her bowl of soup. The staff and those she's seated with rush to her aid, though they appear to not know where the flying object had come from.
"So what you say!?"
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Edwin Gault
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Post by Edwin Gault on Oct 20, 2007 1:19:38 GMT -5
"What a marvelous idea! Waitress! Bring me a bottle of your finest wine! Tonight, we toast to adventure!!!"
Edwin stood up on his chair, "Do you hear me, world!? ADVENTURE!" He lept back into his seat as the waitress ran over, shocked.
"Sir!!! Contain yourself! I'll bring you your wine and take your order in a moment..."
"Good, then!" Edwin announced, hands folded in his lap, face stuck straight ahead. When she left, he loosened his expression, "So, then..."
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Post by Clive on Oct 20, 2007 1:46:10 GMT -5
"I hope it's not a port..." Clive mutters, eyes veering right towards the waitress. "I hate port."
He takes up the menu, skimming it briefly.
"Hey, what does 'flambéed' mean? That sounds interesting, yes flambéed prawns it is! Wait, do I like prawns." He pauses, looking skyward as he thinks. "I don't even know what prawns are!" In his excitement, Clive's tail sweeps out from beside his chair and trips a waiter carrying a tray of dishes. He crashes to the ground, plates breaking and food flying about. A female patron screams in shock.
"I'm way over my head here..." He leans over the table, looking at the fallen waiter. "Hey, would I like prawns?" Pauses and blinks. "I take it your busy, carry on then!"
Clive shakes his head, thumbing over towards the tripped waiter. "Can't get good help these days."
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Edwin Gault
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Post by Edwin Gault on Oct 20, 2007 8:44:28 GMT -5
"My experience with prawns has been hit or miss. I do enjoy them... But if they aren't shelled for me..." Edwin shuddered, "Simply dreadful... Little eyes peering at me... Reminds me of that atrocious experiment... I wonder whatever became of the project... Anyhow, if I must eat something with eyes, it'd best be living..." He stopped and glanced at Clive, "Seafood, of course... I would never eat a living mammal with eyes... Hojo, however..." Edwin laughed. The masses around them began growing more and more agitated by the raucous pair.
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Post by Clive on Oct 23, 2007 0:42:05 GMT -5
"So.. do these have eyes? I hate it when food watches me eat it, leaves me with heartburn and guilt." Clives eyes divert right, at a table where three people watch them with disgruntled looks. Clive suddenly bursts out, his tongue sticking out at them, fingers flinging at them as if he was playing piano in the air, then as suddenly as he reacted, he returns to normal. "Waitress! The prawns please! De-eyed as well!"
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Edwin Gault
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Post by Edwin Gault on Oct 23, 2007 1:34:00 GMT -5
"Oh, and miss... If you're going to the trouble of removing the eyes, could you put them in a little jar for me? I find them immensely useful in potions, but I just can't bear removing them..." He then pulled his menu back up, glaring at it intently, "As for my meal, I shall enjoy your seafood chowder... And bring us bread! I demand bread!!!" He threw his menu down, fuming, then, to Clive, "They seem nice here." He, too, had returned to normal.
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Post by Clive on Oct 23, 2007 2:56:56 GMT -5
"Oh!" Clive yells. "And be sure the bread is well and dead! The last batch had plotted a coup d'état!" Clive stands up and addresses the dinning area. "Fear not, humble people of the Golden Saucer, we have foiled the great bread plot to over throw you. Please, sing songs of our victory!" He punches his fist into the air in triumph before sitting down. "So... you think they'll actually sing songs of it? I have a feeling we'll just get tomatoes thrown at us." He narrows his eyes. "I think they were in on it..."
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