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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Feb 23, 2014 22:58:00 GMT -8
Santi- "I can feel my vocabulary deteriorating as we go, but I just don't care."
((Maybe another round of foolery and then the big reveal?))
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Post by ∆§Indea§∆ on Feb 23, 2014 23:22:41 GMT -8
“ Haha you're one cool hambalos, Santi. So what were ya both into as kids then? Don't tell me you were this serious all ya life, Q." ((No worries.))
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Post by Sir Milo Quartermass on Feb 24, 2014 15:24:11 GMT -8
Quinn- "There were...well...high expectations for me from a very young age." He sounded awkward, though he wasn't angry. These just clearly weren't great memories for him."...Really...it's best just not to ask..."
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Post by ∆§Indea§∆ on Feb 24, 2014 15:36:16 GMT -8
"Oh I'm sorry, Q. I didn't mean to poke a plucked bird..." "So since y'all came, I take it my calling thing worked, bombaroo! I tried the shadow thing too, I got these black lines up me arm and I smelt like girly perfume. Is that normal? It's not some kinda allergy thing, right?"
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Feb 24, 2014 21:57:27 GMT -8
Santi- "I do not remember my youth very well, but I believe we'd all rather hear more about yours, August..." In response to August's last question, he quietly said, "The odor of sanctity... A gift from Devoto Domenico, whatever... It happens when we use shadow powers. It only gives us away with other members of The Circle that know about it. I'm pretty sure the Crowboys won't be able to suss you out, even if they can smell it. Good job using your powers tonight, though."
They came to August's room and Santi used the key to get in.Santi- "Don't touch anything unless you're taking it with you. August, don't get any extra clothes. It will be suspicious and obviously money is no object. The 'babies' disappearance will be mystery enough without also removing clothes in your size..."
He pointedly did not turn on the lights, but the vampires could see quite clearly in the bright moonlight and faint glow from the nearest streetlamp. The room was divided in two sides with a bed at either corner with desks against the walls in the opposite corners.
August's side was incredibly easy to determine, for starters there was a huge Antearctan flag hanging over the bed and artsy film posters littered the rest of the walls on that side. Along with a large Belfries poster from their glory days. A big framed picture sat on his bedside table showing a younger August grinning with his family, all holding large guns. A few medals displaying shotguns hang over it. A large plastic FURG gun lays nearby against the bed, it's been carefully painted gun metal to look more like a real submachine gun. Film equipment sits piled in its respective cases under the bed and a laptop is laid carelessly on the bed.
On the other side it is less flamboyant with famous actors and prints of artworks on the walls. An invitation for Lychgate's third showing sits pointedly on the desk. Did someone put it there as a reminder?
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Post by ∆§Indea§∆ on Feb 24, 2014 23:15:38 GMT -8
" Man… Well, at least I got my jacket and pendant. So this is my room guys, I'll grab those babies." It was like stepping into a museum of your own life. August looked sadly around the room, realising this was the last time he'd see any of it. They were the last thing his family were going to see of him too. He lingered over the family portrait, at least he had a gazillion photos of them on his phone. Still, it hurt a little to know it wasn't his any longer. He shot a salute to the Antearctan flag, he was so ordering another online when he got the chance.
He stopped in front of the bed and knelt down whisking a box from under it, as he had said earlier it was indeed sparkly but it had worn over time, the box was well loved. He lifted the lid carefully barely containing his glee. He was stoked that he was able to keep them, it was something shiny bright in this slightly depressing scene.“OH BOMBAROO BABY! Oh Floona,Goona, Shoona and Moona! They're all there! I'm more chuffed than a squirrel with his nuts! I have different editions of course, Godmas squash, Frubbly time, Classic, Groobilly rock… I was so worried, which is ridiculous but ya never know... My fellow collectors can be like ninja vultures!” He took a green one out and pressed it close to his heart.
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Post by Sir Milo Quartermass on Feb 24, 2014 23:38:43 GMT -8
Quinn- "It's alright, August, I'm not upset. This just seems like a day for happier subjects is all." His childhood wasn't something he wanted to burden his bubbly, optimistic friend with. Just didn't seem right.When they got in to August's room, he found himself looking around curiously, trying to get a look at August's old life. The plastic gun didn't surprise him in the least. Instead he found himself drawn to the family portrait, looking but not touching. Quinn- "Your family is lovely." He couldn't help smiling at August's enthusiasm when he found his Fluffy Infant things.
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Feb 24, 2014 23:44:43 GMT -8
Santi- "..."
Santi wiped the corner of his eye like a ninja. You didn't see that.
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Post by ∆§Indea§∆ on Feb 25, 2014 0:13:12 GMT -8
"We're moving out guys, daddy's here." When Quinn spoke, August looked up from where he'd been fussing over his collection and back at the family portrait. He looked a little sad in the eyes but was still smiling over his fuzzy babies.
"They are lovely, I hope they don't take my death too hard. My sister could sass the orange off a fox, she used to give me such a hard time over my collection. She'll be a rock! It's a shame though, my folks were almost coming around to the idea of visiting. Now they're never gonna come, they'll blame Glenland… So… um... should we nick the film equipment? It's not the latest or greatest by far and if dosh is no worries then we can do better."
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Post by Sir Milo Quartermass on Feb 25, 2014 0:18:13 GMT -8
Quinn- "If your sister is as indomitable as you say, I imagine they'll make it through. My mum's going to have a devil of a time, though." He lost his smile a bit as he thought about his mum. He was positive she was the only one who would take his 'death' hard and it hurt him deep down in his guts. Quinn looked to Santi, curious what he'd say about taking the equipment.
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Post by ∆§Indea§∆ on Feb 25, 2014 3:07:36 GMT -8
August gave Quinn an encouraging smile."I reckon she's tougher than ya think. She did a bombaroo job raising you, right?"
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Post by Sir Milo Quartermass on Feb 25, 2014 12:23:26 GMT -8
Quinn shot August an appreciative smile. Quinn- "You great, soppy git."
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Feb 25, 2014 16:17:33 GMT -8
Santi- "Well, gents, I'm glad to see that the collection will be easy to move, but we've been lucky so far in not running into the roommate and we should keep it like that."
He opened the door, and got a handkerchief ready to do the wipedown.
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Post by ∆§Indea§∆ on Feb 25, 2014 16:53:03 GMT -8
August stood up reluctantly, holding the box close to his chest, he looked very much like he wanted to take a few more things. He regarded the room carefully trying to capture everything into his memory and his eyes misted over, especially when he glanced at the family photo."Goodbye guys, take care. I love you." He took a moment then strode towards the door without looking back, well not more than a few times anyway. He waited sombrely in the hall for Santi to wipe the evidence of their visit away.
"So what's next y'all? Back to the homestead?"
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Feb 25, 2014 17:45:19 GMT -8
Santi- "Yes indeed. Though I don't know... Maybe there's some place you'd like to go to do some training, or anything else? There's still some hours of night ahead."
Quinn followed them out into the hall and Santi locked the door after doing his wipedown.
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