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I object to your claims
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After a while, it was clear that Blaire Fields had absolutely no clue where she was, where she was going, or even where she had been coming from! The young, violet-furred Siberian Husky was as confused as they came - if she had to get arrested somewhere, freed, and then asked to go somewhere, couldn't it have happened in a city that she was familiar with? Robotropolis? Station Square? Westopolis? Somewhere she had actually been before? But no. She had to have been in a town that she had never even heard of until just a few days ago, when Oakland Resistance Division Director Alan Retroden called her into his office and asked her to complete a mission in this unknown city. A mission that she hadn't even properly started when the handcuffs had been put on her. But now that she was free, she could continue on with her assignment. As soon as she took care of whatever business she needed to take care of on Horizon Lane, that is. Her left ear twitched - she had heard the sound of footsteps not far off. Someone was following her. The dog took a step back, her ears perked up and swiveling around like furry satellites. The canine's azure-hued eyes darted from side to side, trying to catch even a glimpse of another Mobian. "Oh great, the guards found out one of the cells were empty. Well, I'm not going back to jail anytime soon!" Blaire determined, her clever brain already working to figure out how she was going to present her alibi. She had one, obviously, but when she tried to explain the matter the first time, no one had believed her. "This time, however, things are going to be different." Out of the corner of her eye, she saw a shadow. Blaire swiftly turned around, her dark blue trench coat whipping about behind her. Immediately, the dog found herself face-to-face with a rather large rat - and he was not wearing the uniform the guards at the jail had been clad in. This did not bode well for the young husky. "Great. I'm in a dark alley, with a large rat that could mug me as soon as look at me," the Mobian thought. Instinctively, she reached for her saber, only to stop when she realized it had been confiscated following her arrest. Don't be frightened miss, I too like you was let out of my prison cell unexpectedly. Do you know why or where we're supposed to go? Blaire relaxed - only a little, however, her leg muscles tense and ready to propel her body in a flight or fight response should the rat try anything funny. His tone of voice seemed friendly enough, but she felt it was wise to still be a little wary - just in case. "Let me guess; you got thrown in jail for something you didn't do, is that right? Well, I don't know why we're supposed to be there, but I know where. The problem is, I don't know how to get there." She looked down, and saw the rat holding out a paw. Sorry miss. Blaire hesitated before holding out her own paw - sure the rat's apology had seemed sincere, but did the husky really want to risk anything? No, she did not. Still, a handshake was fairly harmless...She gripped his paw with her own and pumped her arm down once. I'm Tony, I think we best get to somewhere neutral and open before someone realises we've gone, I know a place a few blocks from here, an all night cafe. It's safe, the law doesn't go there as they know not to if you get my drift. The Oakland Resistance Division Agent really didn't get his drift at all. Why would the police not know to go wherever it is they knew not to go. This was one Mobian who had a very confusing way of using words. Plus, the address she was supposed to go to kept running through her mind... "Alright," she said at last, looking Tony right in the eyes. "But only for a short time. There's still somewhere I have to be." |
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| Ellis | Apr 1 2012, 04:07 AM Post #17 |
Pint of real ale please squire!
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Was this such a good idea?, although it was too late to back away now maybe it was some kind of trick to route him out from what happened in the past as well as maybe catch others who were still friends with him. Composing himself it was bad to be doubtful when approaching strangers, already certain the husky was more then capeable of looking after herself she may have a few tricks up her sleeve. The night breeze wafted through the street waving his open coat a little as he held out a paw with the female. A harmless enough greeting so far, aware of the slight pause in conversation. Aware of his suggestion Tony knew it was the thought of such a place, probably making it worse for himself getting her to think he was some kind of criminal mastermind. The side of his face went upwards in a grin, the thought of being such a guy was too much. Sure he had his fingers in a few pies but not enough to warrant being thrown in the slammer randomly for it. She looked into his eyes confirming his suggestion "Alright, but only for a short time. There's still somewhere I have to be." Walking at a steady pace in the dim street light it wouldn't be long before reaching the intended venue, speaking casually as they headed down a flight of stairs along the path of a canal. "Ah no need to worry, once we say where we've been there'll be no trouble. As long as you don't mind mingling with the criminal underground that is!" He chuckled, once he'd have been after such people, but not the case now more gamekeeper turned hunter. It was hard for himself too when first coming out of the protection forces but managed nicley on knowing how to make money with different rackets in the city, predominantly with guns then anything else. Snapping out of memory lane it was time to start finding out what exactly had happened, turning into an alley way off the canal path a metal door greeted them. Pushing the rusty hinges inwards faces looked up quickly assessing the strangers before instantly returning to whatever they were discussing or drinking. Knowing a few of the people in the place they gave a nod of recognition but watched the lady as she came too. Standing at the corner of the bar Tony ordered the usual, asking what his new companion wnated before cutting to the basics. "See, this place is relativly unknown, a good place to start finding out who let us out and..." The rat checked himself, he knew a reason why he would have been put in, but why her? Surley she hadn't done anything so bad to be locked up? "and why we were taken randomly, as i don't know about you but i can't remember being arrested or anything?" The barman came over placing his drink on the counter, raising an ear at the conversation before heading away. Taking a sup from the pint glass he rasied an eyebrow remembering the conversation earlier "You say you have to be somewhere, where is that exactly? You seem rather on edge around these parts?" |
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| Lord DragonFlame | Apr 12 2012, 09:16 AM Post #18 |
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//Sorry for the wait. Had to think this through.\\ The wait, unbearable to say the least. Still no life-activity, apart from the slow steadily traffic, occasionally passing by. Was it even the right address? Quickly confirming the number, whereas she hadn't seen no name. Bloody hell! whether she lacked the strain of composure, it didn't exactly prove righteous. And whoever bust her out, haven't heard of punctuality, it's enough to wind her about on a different course. Quickly checking traffic, before abandoning everything behind. Let her fate decide whether she'll stay away from the enforcer's mundane way of arresting the innocent. Passing through some blocks, a few narrowed folks stationed in their murky shadows, murmuring a few word's incoherently, probably out begging for a few coins, filling their belly with a few more brandy's. A hand braced her ankle, she weren't even thinking of looking down, as she immediately shoved her free boot in his face, hearing the faint moan from it's mouth. Followed with a stern look, almost tempted to spit him in his face, yet rather pitying him for how low one can go. Straightening her self, before pursuing the unknown. After all, there's not much left to reach out for then walking endlessly eastward. Had she chosen this for a reason? No, not at all, but it wasn't principles that guided her forwards, rather seeking out the truth how she had even ended up in this miserable town. Now an escaped fugitive, or what she assumed to be, considering someone had helped her out. She could hear one of the car's engine's presently breaking down, until being replaced by the door been shut closed. "Excuse me miss?" A fella asked, immediately both looked into each other's eyes. Rather complacent, ordinary picking of clothing as well, and what appeared to being a gray fox, with a scar running down his left cheek. Harmless enough, she responded bluntly, "yes!" "You seem a bit lost, I could." Stretching narrowly back to his wheel's stationed approximately behind him. For what reasons? wouldn't you liked to know, that someone may have their own ways of checking up on a lone and lost lady, perhaps in need for some muscle's to protect, or? She must've admit, the temptation was there, but who knows whether they'd go beyond their somewhat socialistic, kind first appearance. Could be insane, wanting to do her ill, like so many would've done in his shoes, if they'd given the opportunity, going a little wile. Yet a strange feeling in her stomach, realized there was nothing to loose. "I'd prefer the backseat if I may?" Receiving an gentle nod in return, made her appreciative that'll he confirmed her terms. Yet there's still no safety that he won't take the advantage. But for now, that's something she's willingly wanting to explore. Clearly he seemed the one caring for his wheels. Seats was equipped with a firm ware of zebra skin. It may be old, but he sure knows how to treat his automobile. "I know of a perfect place whereas many newcomers come to ask questions around the town's exclusive yet few sight's to be recognized. I mean, believe me, there ain't exactly crowded with tourists sort of speak." She remained quiet, confirming with a simple nod through the back-mirror. That's plenty, as he launched em forwards on the road. "Next stop.... the Winding Haul Cafe." It wasn't more then ten minutes, before they'd reach their destination. "Here it is... That'll be fifty bucks." Admittedly that's a lot for ten minutes. Yet with a slight relief hearing him chuckling lightheartedly confirming he weren't looking for profit. "Thanks!" Short but enough to let him know she'd appreciate his help. Not alone, she wasn't about to walk inside without proper assistance. Following her inside, probably known around these parts, even perhaps the one who owns the place. Once doors was closed behind them, there was life bustling with activity, about a certain degree. "Oy Thomas!" The bartender hollered. Friends perhaps, she didn't know. Her interest was slightly drawn toward the unusual couple, one apparent being a rat, whereas the second a dog. It wasn't long before they'd departed briefly from each other. Enough to lead her curiosity approaching the two. "Ehem! Excuse me! But I could've sworn I saw you running off in a different direction earlier from the nearby prison cells?" Whether it was the rodent, or husky, wasn't in her memory. But briefly and quite coincidently she may have bumped into whoever had been brought inside by the same reason, being innocent. Was it some sort of game. And where their meant to follow the rules, as for now it seems more likely, as if they wish to bend them toward their own personal agenda. |
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| Amarok | Apr 12 2012, 03:23 PM Post #19 |
Fear the cold...
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146 Horizen Lane... The address repeated over and over in Xavier's head as he walked down the block. He would have preferred to be in some sort of disguise, but he wasn't even sure of what city he was in, let alone where his house was. The prison seemed to be in an American city, but it was nowhere near where he lived. That made the situation even stranger, since it meant that the officer's that arrested him had no jurisdiction at the time. I'll have to think about that a little more the raccoon thought to himself, as he approached the corner. He turned the corner leading to the location in his mind, not knowing what to expect. 146 Horizen lane didn't seem to be anything special. It looked like any other commercial street in the city. There was even a small cafe nearby, complete with outdoor tables. Xavier took a seat at one of these table's and waited for something to happen. |
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Apr 13 2012, 02:28 PM Post #20 |
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Blaire was not sure if she was doing the right thing. Following a stranger to an area even the police for knew not to go to? It seemed rather suspicious to the young husky. The dog knew she had to remain aware and alert while in the rat's presence, else if something went down, she would have already lost - the large Mobian did give off that tough guy vibe. The element of surprise would be a great advantage for him. But if her alertness could counteract that element... Ah no need to worry, once we say where we've been there'll be no trouble. As long as you don't mind mingling with the criminal underground that is! Blaire winced - this was sounding worse all the time. She glanced away from Tony, as if seeking a way out; maybe she could slip into an alley or something. "If I could distract him, perhaps I could be long gone before he even notices it." No such luck. Before she knew it, the two of them found themselves face to face with a large metal door. Blaire watched as Tony pushed them open, a screech emitting from the rust-covered hinges. A shudder trailed up the purple-furred husky's spine, the Mobian fearful for what she would encounter on the other side of that thick steel. At the very sight of what awaited them inside, Blaire had to force back the urge to back away in disgust. "Oh yes. These are definitely the criminal types." The two of them walked over the corner of the bar where they had entered - Blaire mused that this was the perfect place for the criminal crowd to mingle with one another. The Siberian Husky listened as Tony ordered some sort of strange brewed substance, silently standing back and watching the area very carefully. See, this place is relatively unknown, a good place to start finding out who let us out and... Blaire's head snapped up at the rat's words. "And what?" she inquired, crossing her arms over her chest, holding her tail stiffly over her back. And why we were taken randomly, as I don't know about you but I can't remember being arrested of anything? "I did absolutely nothing to warrant my arrest. Unless there was a 'No Trespassing' sign I missed somewhere when I came into town." You say you have to be somewhere, where is that exactly? You seem rather on edge around these parts? Blaire stiffened momentarily, only to catch herself in the act and return to her usual calm and relaxed matter. "Oh, just a place to meet someone," she answered, hoping to dispel any more questions Tony may have. Ehem! The Siberian Husky looked ahead to see a female dragon approaching them. "Is she talking to us?" the Oakland Resistance Division Agent wondered, tilting her head to one side. Excuse me! But I could've sworn I saw you running off in a different direction earlier from the nearby prison cells? Blaire perked up. "Prison cells? Did she get arrested as well?" "Mmmmaybe?" the dog stated, again wondering if she could slip away. ............................................................................................................. "And the first of four arrives. Excellent." The robed figure from the prison watched Xaiver approach from the window of a nearby building, a satisfied smile playing out on his muzzle. Removing himself from before the thick glass, the Mobian turned around and headed out the door, deep in thought. Descending down the steps of the building, passing by its sign which labeled it as a convenience store, the figure turned his head to the raccoon sitting at one of the tables of a cafe close by. He raised his voice. "Did you have any trouble finding this place?" |
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| Ellis | Apr 18 2012, 06:43 AM Post #21 |
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"I did absolutely nothing to warrant my arrest. Unless there was a 'No Trespassing' sign I missed somewhere when I came into town." He could tell there was some kind of tension in the lady but for what reason he didn't understand, as though there was something she wasn't letting on to him or indeed by the look of her face, anyone else in the room. Taking a mouthfull from his glass Tony ran through numerous options in his mind, a few possibilities rising to the surface. Secret agent? Undercover cop? Reporter? Probably way off the mark, but this time rather then blatently asking decided to keep his mouth shut. Surveying the room there had to be an answer somewhere to why this has happened, and be damned if he was going to let the husky get away without finding out anything more. About to ask who the someone she was about to meet was a voice shouted directed towards them. "Ehem!" The rat followed Blaire's gaze to see the dragon "Is she talking to us?" Still looking he replied to Blaire curious to know who she was "I think so, although i don't kno...." "Excuse me! But I could've sworn I saw you running off in a different direction earlier from the nearby prison cells?" Tony sat upright eyeing the necomer over, she didn't look like anyone official in respect to catching them out, but then again the husky was upto something he could feel it. Hearing Blaires reply he added without a shadow of a care who they were. Indeed if anything was to happen, it wouldn't be here. "Yeah that's right m'love we were in that vacinity, just having a drink here to gather our thoughts" He rasied a glass in a mock toast, equally aware of the huskys increased edgyness. Was it that? Or just the place giving her the jitters? "I take it you have come from that direction yourself? Only we're on a bit of mission to find out who might have let someone go free randomly from a cell. Or indeed why a person was put in in the first place" The rats eyes wondered to the dusty shelf at the very top of the bar area, old mugs, glasses, a clock, and other bits and peices gathering dust when his eyes wondered back to the clock. It wasn't the current time but something about being stuck at 1:46 on its huge clock face jogged his memory. There was something about that number... Raising his eyebrows in recognition the rat clicked his fingers "Of course! I heard a voice say something about a 146 horizon lane?" Excitment across his features he turned to each female in turn "Is that what you've got too?" |
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| Lord DragonFlame | Apr 19 2012, 11:05 AM Post #22 |
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That very same address hadn't been deliberately handed out to just anyone. She reached down into her right pocket, bringing up an relative insignificant note, but upon patching through that exact same lodging. "Rather peculiar, that we're all meant to meet at the same location." Not meant to be rude, or in any sophisticated rush. Yearning for them to leave, wouldn't mind a few muscles more at her side, because this town's full beggars depriving their past sins. Of course she hadn't exactly been properly introduced, yet was it worth mentioning names around strangers... Vaguely looking both in their eyes, enough to avoid staring, as she's had enough with ruffians, who've taken the wrong idea, about turning violent at worst. "If nether of you'd have anything vaguely important elsewhere, wouldn't mind the company, as I've already seen what this town has to offer." Shuddering at the mere thought have already set her on a lite edge. Whether she felt more secure with the rat and husky? It was a chance worth taken, considering they'd all on the same track, after been released by an relative suspicious chap. Yet it didn't take long before this socialistic kind driver who've brought her here in the first place, one glass of vodka, mixed with lemon, and sprite. "You coming, I'd like you to meet some of my people." Yet already at this time, she would neglect such offer, merely because she'd have better things then hanging around some mysterious bar. Yet she weren't about to let out on a familiar face without giving him at least an appreciative thanks. Looking to the others, "you coming?" About to head through the exit, eventually finding their way toward 146 Horizon lane to meet their informant. |
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| Amarok | Apr 19 2012, 01:42 PM Post #23 |
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"I take it you didn't have any trouble getting here? Xavier's ears twitched as he realized that someone was speaking to him. "I didn't have much trouble in getting here, once I realized where I was." When Xavier had left the prison, he realized that this was not, in fact, the local county prison. He hadn't recognized the police force as the very same that he worked for, nor did they look like state officials. They shouldn't have any jurisdiction, as far as he was concerned. It was his first clue that something just wasn't right. Xavier tilted his cap, which had miraculously stayed with him through the entire ordeal, as to block the the sun from his eyes. His demeanor looked relaxed to the eye, yet there was an aura radiating from him that was filled with intrigue, for anyone that looked on. He knew that mobian was there, but he didn't see any need to turn to look at him. The mobian wouldn't have anywhere to go if he didn't. It was obvious that he had something important to say, something involving the police somehow. Xavier continued. "I take it you know something about why I'm in an entirely different city, why I was attacked by false police men, and why I was targeted in the first place. Of course, I'm only the guest. You can start wherever you need to." Xavier waited for his reply, masking the eerie feeling he was getting. |
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Of course! I heard a voice say something about a 146 horizon lane? Blaire's eyes widened, looking like a pair of eggs in frying pans. "Wait, did you just say 146 Horizon Lane?" the Siberian Husky asked, glancing over at the rat out of the corner of her eyes. Rather peculiar, that we're all meant to meet at the same location. The dog turned to the dragon, raising one eyebrow, curiosity registering on her face. "Does this mean that she...and him...were wrong wrongly accused like I was?" The purple-furred canine decided to address the dragon. She walked out of the corner and approached her, clearing her throat. "Pardon me, but I too need to go to 146 Horizon Lane for something. Tell me, were either of you wrongly arrested for no reason?" ......................................................................................................... I take it you know something about why I'm in an entirely different city, why I was attacked by false police men, and why I was targeted in the first place. Of course, I'm only the guest. You can start wherever you need to. The Mobian, instead of answering the raccoon right away, let out a deep sigh. He placed a paw upon his brow and shook his head, muttering something to himself. "Oh dear. If you were taken from another town, that can only mean one thing..." |
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| Ellis | Apr 21 2012, 09:38 AM Post #25 |
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Tony watched as the newcomer reached into her pocket producing the note, so, it was meant to be then, they were all after the same place. "Rather peculiar, that we're all meant to meet at the same location." The rats face broke into a smile, this was no coincidence "Must be, but what have we all in common to warrant all being together?" "Wait, did you just say 146 Horizon Lane?" Turning to see Blaires wide eyes she knew something about all this too, how long was she going to keep that quiet? Was this a real big secret? His voice becming more suspicious Tonys reply wasn't icy but stern and a little sarcastic "Yeah, i assume you are too then, what with your reaction there?" The young dragon spoke casually to them, they were talking about being at the same place and she was worried about them not having anything important elsewhere? "If nether of you'd have anything vaguely important elsewhere, wouldn't mind the company, as I've already seen what this town has to offer." "Well, yeah as a matter of fact we do, like Horizon lane?" Bemused at the statment Tony took another drink trying to fathom things out. Blaire spoke to them both, adding to the fears this was something evil planned all their cicumstances matched up way to organised. But why not take them there directly? Afterall someone had gone to the trouble of letting them out undetected, would it have been so hard to take them to their destination? "Tell me, were either of you wrongly arrested for no reason?" With a sigh Tony agreed, he had and could already guess the dragons answer too when she beckoned them to follow. Whether the husky joined them or not he wan;t bothered, not like they had different destinations was it? "Yeah we're coming" Finishing his pint joining the addition to the duo he duley followed making their way to the address. Getting there wasn't a problem, in fact, life seemed so normal. The cafe, houses, traffic passing by everyone in their own little worlds. Searching around the street the cafe seemed to be where their destination was. Seizing the opportunity Tony beconed the others to table desperate not to attract attention. Looking around as the order was placed, the waitress wondering back to the counter Tony scanned the scene before them. Catching two people on the next table, a racoon with a cap seemingly edgy with a guy who was relaxed. Not catching what they were talking about, there was definatly something odd about the mobian. As if not from aound these parts, trying not to stare he turned back to the others "Well, i guess we just wait and see?" |
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| Lord DragonFlame | Apr 24 2012, 10:49 AM Post #26 |
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"Accused... Yeah!" Confirming that she had no part in whatever, proving her guilt. Yet why should they tarry upon such latter. Least when offer still stands, cleansing their names. Everyone content, about uncovering their twist of fate, following up on the exact same address. Strangers they may be, it's at least reassuringly, comforting, knowing their all innocent. Horizon lane, a simple cafeteria, nothing out of the ordinary.
Apparently that's their best shot, excluding that every wannabe that you'll promptly address is what they appear to be. Quickly grabbing a seat through one of the available seats round a table. Tapping briefly with her finger's, while occasionally shifting her head. There's but a few, apart from the waiter, opposite from the counter-desk, while the sound from chef's tending to their so often kitchen materials, whether it's cooking, or simply washing the dishes. A raccoon, with an rather distinguishable character seated right next to him, was vaguely peculiar. |
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| Amarok | Apr 24 2012, 11:57 AM Post #27 |
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"What do you-" Xavier began, but thought otherwise. His friend seemed a little too occupied with his thoughts at the moment. At a nearby table, a dragon arrived, though this didn't intigue the raccoon much. Dragons, like every other mobian, were a common sight. What really, if only slightly, annoyed him was that his mysterious friend hadn't yet told him anything. Xavier kept his composure still, while on the inside, his thoughts raged. This mobian seemed determined not to tell him everything, even when he went through the trouble of getting him here. Xavier scoffed the thought. He still wouldn't trust the mobian until he had a good reason to. The raccoon was so rapped up in his thoughts that the peculiar habits of the dragon seated nearby. That wasn't to say that Xavier missed them. Turning his head slightly to watch the dragon, Xavier asked the mobian, "How many are supposed to meet here, exactly. This all can't be about me." Edited by Amarok, Apr 24 2012, 02:59 PM.
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Blaire couldn’t help but slap a paw to her check, her eyes still wide. She slid her hand down, fingers pulling down the tuff of fur sticking out to the side of her lavender muzzle. “I can’t believe it,” she whispered, eyes locked onto the horizon. “We’ve all been wrongly accused of something. How is this possible?” The Siberian Husky shook her head, disbelief still present on her face. However, she knew this was not the time to simply stand around looking like a she was too shocked to speak. Now was the time for action. “I’m coming with you two as well,” the dog declared, marching right up to the dragon and the rat. “Whatever’s going on, we need to figure this out. Together.” ………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………… What had taken Blaire so long to try and fail to find by herself didn’t take long at all with a couple other Mobians to help out. Tony seemed like he knew the town well – the husky still didn’t trust him completely, but she could not deny that he was good at assisting with matters such as this. They found themselves at a small café right on the street. A particular table caught Blaire’s attention, one with a raccoon and the very same Mobian that had freed her – and the other three – from the prison. The canine didn’t even try to hide the smirk that had crossed her muzzle at that moment. “Okay, now we are getting somewhere,” she stated, taking a seat besides the raccoon. How many are supposed to meet here, exactly. This all can't be about me. “You are correct,” the figure stated, nodding his head. “But do not fret, my friend. Your waiting is over. The others have arrived,” he told Xavier, indicating the three Mobians who had just arrived. “Well, now that we are all here,” Blaire began, resting an elbow on the polished table before her. “What exactly is going on?” The Mobian didn’t answer at first. Rather, he reached up and grabbed his hood. When he finally did speak, in was in a voice filled with mystery. “Before I can properly begin, I feel that I need to let you know who I am first. I’m sure at least one of you is curious about that.” Those words said, the Mobian pushed back his hood, revealing a middle-aged green squirrel. “You may call me Daniel,” he continued, blue eyes casting gazes at the four in turn. “I have lived in Bluepine all my life. The crime district aside, it used to be a wonderful place to live. The schools were the best in the region, we were all very friendly with one another, it was great.” He let out a sigh, digging his fingers into the area just above his right eyebrow. “But, then, things started to change. In very mysterious ways.” |
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| Ellis | Apr 27 2012, 09:22 AM Post #29 |
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Pint of real ale please squire!
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It was nice to have others in the same boat as himself in this weird situation, definatly not a random occurance considering the nature of how they were collected as one of a better description. Still, whatever they had done wrong was a mystery if they had indeed done something wrong in the first place. Taking in the surroundings Tony noticed Blaires face watching her eyes as they met the racoon and stranger, so, this was the right location after all then he mused. “Okay, now we are getting somewhere,” Doing his upmost to stay seated and not get up to throttle information of the peopel sat next to them, the white fur brisstled with anticipation of answers. As if listning to his thoughts the husky simply blurted out the question, liking her more and more for the direct attitude. “Well, now that we are all here, what exactly is going on?” Watching as he reached for the hood the guy certainly was intent on drawing out the experiance, sitting waiting patiently taking a sip of his drink from the fresh round that had been brought out by the waitress. “Before I can properly begin, I feel that I need to let you know who I am first. I’m sure at least one of you is curious about that.” "Would be a start i guess, smart arse" muttering under his breath as the hood revealed the squirrel. Looking over the features of the guy Tony couldn't recollect anything to do with him, crime wise or not so what did he have to do with releasing them? It was as though this chap was on a trip down memory lane, sure things wern't good now but really? "Nice of you to say so, Daniel" Hints of sarcasm in the rats voice "Yes you could say things were changed in mysterious ways, like where we all were not more then a day or so ago without a clue of what had gone on, and now were magically free again?!" Restraining from his full temper Tony knew it would be futile to ruffle the bloke up too much, after all he did set them free and all being well would sort out the whole mess once and for all. Taking a deep breath he held his hands up in apology, starting again, calmly. "Sorry, Daniel. Care to enlighten us to the mystery, as we're all a bit baffled to what's going on. And i feel there is definatly something more sinsiter going on hence random release" |
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HollyYoshi
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Apr 28 2012, 11:05 PM Post #30 |
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I object to your claims
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Nice of you to say so, Daniel. Upon hearing the tone of derision in Tony’s voice, the squirrel cast a glance towards the rat. One of his eyebrows was arched, forming a point and the Mobian crossed his arms over his chest. “You may call me ‘Dan’ – I never much liked my full name,” he stated, trying to remain as impassive as he possibly could. Sorry, Daniel. Care to enlighten us to the mystery, as we’re all a bit baffled to what’s been going on. And I feel there is definitely something more sinister going on hence random release. “You would be correct in your assumption,” Dan told them, placing his paws atop one another on the table. “Look around you, if you will. It’s currently night – as it has been for quite a while. One day, the sun went down, never to rise again. This is just one of the many odd happenings of our fair town.” |
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