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 Posted: Fri Nov 05, 2004 7:05 pm
(( stare Wes, if you don't like it, I'll just ******** leave TGM, got it? I've gotten quite annoyed by your arrogance regarding this anymore. I've told you before that pretty much everything that happens in Gaia happens RPly to Crim. For instance, the chatterbox. To her, it's an actual place and not just a gathering for ignorant n00bs.))
Bu-bu-bu-*hic* But...I'm scared...
*Just as she seemed to be relaxing, Crim screamed and jumped when the crash sounded, clinging to Mark almost painfully in her fear*
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Posted: Fri Nov 05, 2004 7:13 pm
Um.. what the hell was that?... *He shook his head, not wanting to think about what the crash was.* I know, Crim... But, hey, We'll help you get over that fear... Now come on, time to slip out of that armor and change into some clean clothes... *Mark took Crim's hands, slowly rising. But waiting for her to get up with him, that's if she could.* Want me to make you some tea afterwards?
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Posted: Fri Nov 05, 2004 7:16 pm
*Crim, resuming her trembling again, shakily stood and nodded to both questions, still occassionally racked by a dry sob or two as her tears stopped their flow. Wiping her nose on her shirt, she began making her way upstairs to her room, climbing the stairs in a wobbly and slightly disoriented fashion*
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Posted: Fri Nov 05, 2004 7:16 pm
(( I was saying only you can get away with it. As in anyone else would be in deep s**t.... Yeesh, way to blow up over nothing.
Jean, your character is a werewolf. Can it move faster than a speeding bullet? ))
He flicked the last dart lazily. It span end over end through the intervening sace to the dartboard, landing with a small -thud- in the Bullseye. Tika stared in disbelief, then shrugged.
"Now 'as some crazy s**t right there."
He gave a glance to the car, then walked the few steps to it, and started to clear off the rubble, sweeping them from the bonnet and onto the ground outside, past the car. The pile on the roof could be pushed off in a few seconds.
He placed both hands on the grille, and gave the car a hefty shove. It rolled backwards the required few feet into the grounds, away from the building.
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Posted: Fri Nov 05, 2004 7:18 pm
*When she heard the cras she got up and went in the direction she heard it. When she got there she found a car in the game room and Oxy playing darts. She shrugged it off and went back to where Crim and Mark were.*
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Posted: Fri Nov 05, 2004 7:24 pm
*Mark followed her, just to the stairs. Wanting to give her some space, he watched her, just incase she fell he would be able to catch her. He sighed, hearing the Subaru being pushed out. He walked over to the Game Room, looking at Oxy.* Need help cleaning up, Sir?
((Yeah dont ask why he called him 'Sir'.. and i answered at the OOC, Wes))
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Posted: Fri Nov 05, 2004 7:36 pm
*Giving a fearful glance over her shoulder to try and catch a glimpse of Mark, a lump of fear got caught in Crim's throat, but she ignored it, set her jaw, and continued walking up the stairs. Halfway up though, she began to lose what little nerve she had and she looked back down the staircase. She didn't want to be alone, but she really doubted that Mark would be comfortable around her while she's getting dressed and such. In a shaky voice, she called down*
Um...Mika..? Can you come *hic* with me?
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Posted: Fri Nov 05, 2004 7:36 pm
Tika looked back through the gaping hole in the wall. A blush crept into his cheeks and he found himself staring at the ground, as though it were the most interesting thing in creation at that moment.
"Aheh. Uhh.. Yes, please. If you have powers can that can help fix a wall that'd be great. We need to reliquify the mortar, put the brickwork back, then solidify the mortar, all in a few seconds time."
He thought for a second, then added "I can liquify the mortar and create the lattice structure, but I don't think I'll be able to shift the bricks at the same time."
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Posted: Fri Nov 05, 2004 7:41 pm
*Hearing what Crim had asked her she nodded* Yeah sure I'll help you. *She smiled slightly and headed up the stairs to where Crim was.* Come on. Lets get you cleaned up.
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Posted: Fri Nov 05, 2004 7:45 pm
I'll shift the bricks into place, Sir... since my powers are limited, the least that i can do is use telekenisis...
*Mark smirk and nodded. Walking in the Game room and out to the grounds through the gaping hole. He looked at the rubble, he held his hand in front of him, lifting most of the rubble (any big parts, such as half formed bricks or full bricks), leaving the dust and dirt inside. Making a slight movement with his hands towards him, the rubble glided out of the room, throught the hole and was placed to a side on the grass. He began to placed back most of the well-shaped bricks that had survived the crash, onto the gaping hole, covering the hole as best he could, just slight cracks against the bricks and small light holes left over.* Ok, Sir.. i'll hold the bricks in place...
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Posted: Fri Nov 05, 2004 7:51 pm
Thanks, Mika...I really appreciate it...
*Crim nodded obediently and resumed heading up the stairs once Mika joined her, a faint blush spreading across her cheeks. She was the second-in-command of the Gaia Mafia and here she was asking to be accompanied to her room because she was afraid of something the equivalent to the BoogieMan. Some leader she was, sniffling and crying like a baby...
Upon reaching her room, Crim tentatively opened the door almost as if she expected the undead to pop out from behind it, but once she realized that the coast was clear, she stepped inside and quickly began sifting through her dresser, looking for some pajamas*
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Posted: Fri Nov 05, 2004 7:53 pm
The mortar, mostly clinging to the brickwork, but some being the dust on the ground, lifted. The molecules began to vibrate at an atomic level, loosening them up and instantly liquifying them. Tika grunted, concentrating on this many particles was difficult.
The liquid mortar seeped into a vertical pool in front of the brickwork, then began to slip into the gaps between the bricks. Tika forcively stopped the vibrations, solidifying the mortar once more into an altogether more 'perfect' state, free of the little bits of dirt that had accumulated over the years.
He stepped back, adiring the work. Sure, the area was strwen with cracks, and the mortar lines looked a lot cleaner, but it would pass for good. Tika grasped Mark's hand and shook it firmly, beaming a wide smile.
"Thanks for the help! Couldn't have done it without you. And some of the more senior members would comment about my old ways..."
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Posted: Fri Nov 05, 2004 7:57 pm
*She followed Crim into her room and leaned against a wall waiting to see if she needed her for anything.*
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Posted: Fri Nov 05, 2004 7:58 pm
*Mark finished witnessing Tika's power, forgetting when was the last time he ever seen him do that and doubt he ever did. Then again there were many things, Mark doesn't know about him. He blinked at Tika, shaking his hand as firmly.* Um.. sure no problem. Old ways, how? Crashing things? Now that just means they don't know how to have any fun, Sir... *Mark chuckled slightly and grinned.*
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Posted: Fri Nov 05, 2004 8:08 pm
Tika grinned, reminiscing about days gone by, the many old mansions that he used to blow up in so many ways.
"Yeah.. Bunch of stuffy old gits. No one has fun anymore. It's all kill kill kill. Act cool. Eat drink sleep. Kill some more. Act cool. Go buy stuff. Kill someone else. Act cool some more then sleep more. Eat a little, then drink. Then go get in trouble for no reason." He stopped at that point, realising he had been babbling again.
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