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Post by "Bill" on Mar 1, 2011 18:08:55 GMT -8
*Embera bowed profoundly to MagicMan after taking the bookmark from him. She ran her fingers intricately along the embossed W3 on it before concealing it on her person. After just a small "Thank you", Embera exited the sphere and gathered again with the navis. She flicked a tongue of fire on Finale to shut him up, and spoke to K-414*
Embera: May I ask your name as well mister? You were here before I was called away, but I know not who you are. Just why are you here?
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Post by Raven8 on Mar 1, 2011 18:11:40 GMT -8
*As Embera steps out of the barrier, it slowly burns down and disappears, MagicMan nowhere to be seen as the last flame extinguishes*
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Post by Zane on Mar 1, 2011 18:56:08 GMT -8
Things were always off with them, no doubts there. But he supposed that was a part of what they were used to. Then again, the passing of time wasn't all that bad for them. Of course, things had to get a bit wild and unrestrained every now and then. He did have fun with a fight back in that desert village with a certain boxer honestly. And though he had a bit of a beef with the other one, he had a bit of fun against that Armored Destroyer too. Of course, these sorts of thoughts only flew through his mind now that he was at peace for once. No random attackers and relative quiet for the time before something would cause everything to spring into utter chaos yet again needless to say, THAT was the part that was the most sudden of them all. Perched on a building away for the time being, he just looked over the city.
"Wonder how they're all doing.....if they can be found anyway. This time has been a bit...off in good and bad ways."[/color]
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Post by Kman on Mar 2, 2011 11:47:23 GMT -8
K-414 frowned, glancing away, looking to the varying landscape that he stood upon. All of this had...been reduced to a wasteland? His processors whirred as he tried to recall such an event ever occurring, but he couldn't. He had not been input with that information; he'd have to speak to Richard about it later. "I see," he finally responded, not entirely sure what else to say. From what he could tell, the shining, armored warrior had a problem with such things, long ago. The sadness that the navi exuded was almost palpable, and had he been programmed with sympathy, the navi had no doubt that he would've felt some.
He was about to speak again, when the fire femme fatale returned, posing a question at him. The navi turned to her, standing up to his full height for a moment before resuming his crouched posture. "Serial Number K-414," he responded automatically, as that had been the number code assigned to him at creation. "Experimental Prototype Anti-Virus Navi, programmed by the Animus Syndicate. That wild bear that you eliminated was carrying a virus that I was tracking; but you got to it before I did." The wolf smirked. "Thankfully I'll still get credit for the kill as I was in its proximity when it was eliminated."
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Post by notegg on Mar 2, 2011 13:40:56 GMT -8
Finale stepped up from being stunned on the ground. To a less childish stance and a more relaxed, more mature stance.
Finale: Greed isn't a virtue you should flaunt so openly K-414. Might I apologize for my previous performance, I have been suffering from...episodes like that since I lost my mask some months ago. I suppose no one has seen Ion in some time have they?
Finale stepped forward, towards Embera. The rain had stopped, but a cold wind blew, chilling all navi's around the area.
Finale: The name's Finale, miss leader of the revolution. May I have your name? I can't call you M.L.O.T.R. now can I?
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Post by "Bill" on Mar 2, 2011 17:21:51 GMT -8
*Embera nodded at the wolf-navi, not really caring too much about his name. She'll remember it, but it wouldn't matter, he was set on his own ways, and she was set on hers. Finale, finally calming down, just before she was going to aim fire at him.*
Embera: The name's Embera. Ion is nowhere to be found here...gone with everyone else I suppose...Oh well...We can't dwell on things past. Now...You were present during the fight against the Shadow Devil, weren't you? You hate the ONB, and you're unregistered, I wouldn't mind you coming to our cause. I can keep you in line, so you won't act out like that again.
*Embera turned to Phen and smiled politely to him, something she hadn't done since she spoke to Warrior. She nodded to him before speaking again.*
Embera: You mind joining as well? We can try to find Genesis on our travels. For now, we need to bolster our numbers before the ONB were to attack us...I wouldn't put genocide past them.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 2, 2011 19:55:44 GMT -8
Phenoix sighed, times truly had changed. For better or for worse, he could not say, but regardless, he wished to find Genesis. For his best friend to be missing on the day of his return, what a sad time. It would seem that Joining the Revolution, the side that Genesis supposedly ran, would prove the most helpful in finding him. Though it didn't seem to be the top priority on the sub-commander's agenda. What he wondered was who the navi who appeared to talk to Embera was, perhaps an intelligence agent for the Revolution. But with the kind of power that Phenoix felt from him, he doubted it.
"All right, I'll join you, though I worry about the ONB, many old friends are there as well. Regardless, I wish to find Genesis wherever he may be...."
Phenoix paused for a moment, re-assessing his decision, and thinking that he required more information. Hopefully he would work this to his advantage.
"However, if I am going to join the Revolution, you'll naturally need to fill me in on some of the details of what I missed since I've been gone these past five years. Additionally, do tell me, who was that navi you spoke to earlier? He seemed very cautious about us not hearing what he had to say."
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Post by Warrior on Mar 2, 2011 20:24:39 GMT -8
" She was the last one to be seen with the subject..."
A familiar navi watched Embera from a distance. As he stood, the silhouette of Warrior's body took shape in the sunlight. Ofcourse he knew who Embera and Phenoix were-- but he chose not to approach them. He seemed to be looking for something-- or someone else... and apparently they (or atleast Embera) held some sort of clue to the whereabouts of that target's location.
" But I won't make myself known yet... no... for now... I'll just watch them. Both of them... "
He wore the same thing he'd usually where-- a gold short sleeved hoody, unzipped over a black shirt. Black pants. Black fingerless gloves. Black boots. Spikey brown hair and those visors-- Warrior's primary trademark, which were mostly covered up by his shaggy-ish hair.
His weapon was slightly different than before, though. Rather than wielding the massive double-bladed "Faith", he now held his older sword-- "Legend". Perhaps that was what he was looking for? Or... who he was looking for?
Difficult to say.
With the cyan weapon strapped to his back, he kept his eye on the two from his distance-- careful not to reveal his presence with a trace of his signature or anything. He just stood there.... and watched...
" ...hopefully she'll know more about the subject's location than me..."
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Post by Zane on Mar 2, 2011 20:34:52 GMT -8
"Speaking of old faces...."[/color]
He had decided to move on a bit, noticing the albeit small group down below. Embera and Phenoix were the only two out of them he could say he recognized, the latter simply being by appearance rather than actually knowing. No doubt Embera would be handling things in his absence of course, but.....that didn't sit well with him. What 'did' sit well however, was that it would bring these to light in a better way actually. What he knew that was different than her about the Revolution was....well, a 'vital' piece of things needed. What better way to figure out what she wanted than by letting her try and play it out honestly?
"Guess I'll have to stay out of sight then. Time to get a move on at least."[/color]
The only thing that would remain as a reminder that he was there, if it was even noticed, was the brief bit of flame that flared up before he was gone. For now, he'd have to handle things in his own way for the time being with the others.
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Post by Kman on Mar 4, 2011 12:20:16 GMT -8
K-414 glanced back from Embera to the others. The wolf-navi was registered, and even had supported the ONB in their endeavors for a time, and yet this 'revolution' was openly discussing its members right in front of him? No doubt Richard was paying close attention to what was happening here, writing down all of the information in case it might come in handy later. Though he didn't quite plan to become a spy of any sort, the wolf-navi couldn't deny that this might be an apt opportunity to do so.
Before he could speak, another arrived, and the wolf decided to stay silent for a bit longer, merely waiting and watching to see what would happen. The question about the mysterious navi who had spoken to Embera lingered in the air, and he was also quite interested in this answer. Silence was golden, and K-414 was going to get the gold...at least that was his plan.
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Post by notegg on Mar 4, 2011 14:14:37 GMT -8
Finale: As it stands, Embera, I disagree with your organizations more militant approach to things regarding the ONB, however, you have the resources I need to achieve my goals, as I have the skills your organization may need. In other words, I act as mercenary, taking all the blame for 'my' actions, and assassinating whoever the hell you want. Where I get access to a tenth of your militia, once my goals are achieved everything goes back to normal. If I change my mind about your Organization along the way, and decide to stick around, a bonus for the revolution, right?
Heh, when you are wanted, you can get more then just the usual. That faint voice in my head... did Remnant forget that, as a wind navi, I can hear fainter sounds? After all sound is just air waves. Seems to be just nonsense anyways... I'll forget it by tomorrow, probably.
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Post by Warrior on Mar 4, 2011 15:32:31 GMT -8
( >_> )
punk, you found me out... well suck on THIS!!
Things were done here. Well-- not quite, but there was no point in just standing around. This is called SECRET RP'ING... you never see it if you dont highlight the post. rawr. and Secret RP > Unknown account. remember it. ;)
Finishing his business on the building, Warrior made his way to ground level and walked out of the city. Like sand, or a bunch of leaves, his image broke apart and drifted off in the wind as he walked away. *Remnant leaves the area too.* ... seeing as how he's busted and all, now >.o
It was almost as if he wasn't even there at all-- almost as if the image of him was just an illusion conjured up by one's mind...
If you DO catch this, keep it to yourself, kay? ;D
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Post by notegg on Mar 4, 2011 15:51:31 GMT -8
Err... wait was that really Remnant? something just didn't feel right... was this perhaps Remnant's 'Original' that he kept on talking about... 'Fighter, was it?' either way it's unsettling. Perhaps I'm just going insane. Makes sense, since I lost my mask and all....
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Post by "Bill" on Mar 4, 2011 17:05:02 GMT -8
*Embera laughed lightly at Finale's "deal" and took note of K's attentiveness. She couldn't quite trust the wolf before her, and Finale...well...Finale certainly didn't lack confidence. Embera took a few steps before she opened her mouth.*
Embera: Don't get too cocky, navi. We don't NEED you, I just thought that you would appreciate tagging along with people that can guarantee your survival. But if you think your rogue-esque way of patrolling the net will work, be my guest. I have no time for this. K-414, thank you for all you've done, that's all I'll need from you. *Nods*
*The one question she didn't forget about was Phenoix's. She would get to his question, but they'd have to be alone. She couldn't risk revealing her WWW connections to anyone but the inner circle. She planned on telling Genesis, but...well...he's nowhere to be found. She turned to Phen and waved him closer.*
Embera: C'mon, we gotta find the Onyx Overlord. We need to regroup now.
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Post by Unknown on Mar 4, 2011 17:57:07 GMT -8
?: Oh, it's a little too late for that.
*Hovering down from above, a Navi clad in blue armor quietly makes the scene, taking a stand at the end of the skyscraper opposite Phenoix and crossing his arms. He stands in silence for a moment before speaking again, the sky suddenly flashing to denote a teleport-lock*
?: I'm afraid every one of you are under arrest. Now, please come quietly, and noone will be harmed.
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