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Post by masterwarlord on Oct 4, 2009 23:17:22 GMT -6
Envy was relieved that Kimblee didn’t really seem to mind. He questioned whether or not Barry himself would think the same despite what Kimblee told him, but the Crimson Alchemist obviously knew him far better then he ever could, so there was little reason to doubt him. ”Things are turning out better then expected, then. Everything seems to actually be working out for once, god forbid.”. Of course, Envy spoke too soon. . .Now he had to play babysitter between Kimblee and Greed/Martel. ”Heh. More then familiar with this kinda crap. I don’t even hear it anymore, honestly. Give yourself another 300 years or so, you’ll feel similarly.”.
When Dorochet showed just how oblivious as to what was going on, Envy shrugged his shoulders. ”Oh don’t worry. We’re just going to kill an all powerful god. You know, nothing much, the usual.” he let out with a decent chuckle, though it was no ordinary laughter as he was twitching a good bit as he did it. It was rather. . .Insane. He still had no idea how they were going to do this.
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Post by Dorochet [Bido] on Oct 4, 2009 23:55:31 GMT -6
All the noise and commotion had drawn Bido to come back to the group to check if they were at the point of trying to kill each other yet. When he saw that the 3 chimera's from earlier had returned he waved at them as a brief greeting. "Don't worry Martel he'll be no harm." Bido said as he tried to soothen her blood lust abit to prevent her from attempting to stab Kimblee.
Dorochette had also felt the slight urge to draw his sword, but unlike Martel he had decided to leave Kimblee be. If Greed let the strange group stay at the Nest he'd have his reasons so there was no point argueing about it. "Bido you dragg in the strangest things sometimes." Dorochette commented lightly to his fellow chimera before he turned Back to Envy. "Ow is that all? We just came from there, such a joy ride. Well 3 time does the charms right." Dorochette said a little sarcastically as he picked up what exacly they were planning. "Ow well at least it'll be a good training exercise." Doro said as he shrugged, whatever you do go down with a smile.
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Post by Zolf J Kimblee on Oct 5, 2009 9:41:44 GMT -6
It puzzled Riza how Roze could find the Crimson Alchemist attractive in any way, shape or form. He'd just leveled the entire city she lived in, along with their inhabitants. She wondered if the poor girl had Stockholm Syndrome.
"You know, Roze." she said, "There are plenty of people with the strength to protect you and help you settle somewhere safe in this world. Unless you actually want Kimblee to drag you through one misadventure after another, I'd suggest you let Havoc and I find you somewhere safe to live."
Kimblee did seem genuinely fond of her, but what could the wayward, rebellious alchemist offer her in the way of a stable life that she obviously needed?
She couldn't understand for the life of her how sweet, pretty girls like Roze always seemed to fall for jackasses. She glanced down at Barry, and wondered...why indeed?
Kimblee
He grabbed Bido around the neck and gave him a noogie, then shook his hand in pain. "Ow..damn that scaly head of yours!"
He glanced back at Siran and chuckled, "Don't worry... I've got plenty of people to pick on besides you. Besides that...if I bother picking on you at this point, it means I'm growin fond of you. Right Bido? I only pick on those I like, tell her."
He favored Envy with and incredulous snort, "300 years? Hell, I don't plan on living that long. Why would anyone want to live that long on this miserable rock?"
"Hell, I got more than just Barry's life as a concern. He shouldn't just be able to eat a juicy steak and find a woman to fall in love with. He should be able to look forward to dying someday."
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Post by masterwarlord on Oct 5, 2009 10:18:53 GMT -6
Envy continued his awkward laughter at Dorochet. ”Yes. . .Just a. . .Training exercise. . .Heh heh. . .”. He couldn’t tell if Dorochet was also being sarcastic or was actually stupid enough to think that. Better he be cocky then afraid, he supposed.
Envy forced himself to come out of the little phase when Kimblee addressed him again. ”Hey, don’t look at me. I just started living a couple weeks or so ago when I left the old hag. I’ve been waiting for my goddamn life to finally start all this time.”. He chuckled more normally at the comment about giving Barry the ability to die. ”Heh heh, that won’t be necessary. If anybody wants to die, that can be very easily arranged where we’re going.”.
If they –did- somehow succeed, there’d probably be a good few casualties. All the melee fighters they weren’t homunculi were obvious candidates, Barry and the chimeras, that is. Next up would be Gluttony and Wrath. Then she’d probably go after the ranged alchemists in the back. Then he and Greed would probably just run like pansies, Envy becoming borderline invisible and Greed just abusing his ultimate shield. He could see it quite clearly in his mind. . .Why was he doing this again? . . .Then again, he just realized he'd probably escape if the attack failed anyway, so. . .There was nothing for -him- to lose. Why not?
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Post by discorantentity on Oct 5, 2009 11:29:02 GMT -6
OOC: Will post once again after I have read thethread again. Sorry for the delay, Marco will be posted for in a day or two as it will take me that long on 30 mins a day.
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Post by Dorochet [Bido] on Oct 5, 2009 11:38:52 GMT -6
Dorochette slightly shook his head at Envy's reply. The homonculus didn't actually thought that the chimera was as stupid as to mean it and not pick up the sarcasme. The chimera's had enough expierence with Homonculus by now to know just how desperate and vain idea it was to take one of them on, leave along Dante. But than again to say the hard truth it wouldn't be the first time they tried suicidal acts so it was nothing new.
Bido chuckled as the alchemist once again tried giving him a head-noogie, and once more rather miserably failed. "Most of the time yes." Bido agreed. "People he doesn't like just go Boom!" He added as he made a small hand gesture.
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Post by aspiredeathe on Oct 5, 2009 13:24:29 GMT -6
Havoc cleared his throat as Archer's voice snapped across the line "Sir, I'm reporting in. Kimblee is separating from the group, he's planning on returning Barry the butcher to his original body. The other group are planning to..assassinate the Fuhrer. 1st Lieutenant Hawkeye and I are requesting further orders as the situation seems to have changed."
As he spoke, his foot tapped unconsciously against the rubbled tile, the only hint that the man was nervous. More people had just arrived, meaning it was only a matter of time before someone noticed him on the phone. Jean wasn't sure what they'd do, possibly ask him who he's calling, his mind would tell him to lie, say it's a girlfriend, which would torment his thoughts at night, calling Archer his girl... The best scenario would be that they demand he pay for the call. To which he'd still be screwed, not really having any change on hand. Casting another glance around him, he noticed his tapping foot and frowned till it stopped. Jean Havoc was a controlled man.
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Post by silverviper2134 on Oct 5, 2009 13:49:09 GMT -6
"And the last time I checked, he didn't like us" Martel said, speaking for the first time since she'd seen the alchemist. She kept her hand off her weapon, but kept an eye on Kimblee, waiting for him to make a move.
Greed shook his head slightly. Thinking Martel would be civil towards Kimblee was a lost cause. No reason to try and make the two get along. So, he looked to Envy. "When exactly are we going to do this?"
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Post by Dorochet [Bido] on Oct 5, 2009 14:35:51 GMT -6
"You are overreacting Martel." Bido defended the alchemist. "Zolf isn't going to blow anyone here up, right!" From the entire Nest Bido would without doubt be the only one to take the alchemist his side but it didn't mean he wouldn't tail wack the alchemist if he did try blowing something up.
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Post by silverviper2134 on Oct 5, 2009 16:48:44 GMT -6
"No offense, Bido, but you've always been very trusting, even to those you should always disbelieve" the snake chimera told the gecko-man. It wasn't that she didn't trust him, she did. But, she just couldn't believe him when he said Kimblee wasn't going to try and turn them into bombs. Then again, if he did try, she'd gut him here and now, simple as that. Still keeping an eye on the alchemist, Martel grabbed a small bottle from the bar and took a drink from it. She ignored Dorochet and Loa, knowing they were going to berate her for drinking the alchohol.
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Post by syradarkangelle on Oct 5, 2009 21:55:46 GMT -6
Wrath watched everyone and listened to the banter,he walked to the bar,and snuck behind it,and grabbed a bottle of alcohol. He looked at it,'Why do the others like this stuff so much.' he thought to himself.
He took a sip,and it tasted like ale,he was given once. He took another drink,as the bottle was lifted from him by Siran.
"Give that back."Wrath commanded towards her.
"Let me thank about that,No. No matter what age you are your body is still at the adolescent stage and consuming more than a few sips of Alcohol could cause your body to shut down."Siran said,as she drank the alcohol herself.
Wrath looked at the group and added,after hearing what Kimblee said," Dante wanted to screw every guy on the planet,and that took quite a bit of time,now she wants to punish everyone for the centuries of bad lays."he joked. He then went and sat down,as he waited for Envy to say what their next move would be.
((OOC: Sorry,I just got an image of a drunk Wrath stuck in my head. ))
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Post by masterwarlord on Oct 5, 2009 22:08:42 GMT -6
Envy ignored the bickering between the chimeras and Kimblee for the most part. It’s not like much could be done about it, and he trusted the Crimson Alchemist to not do something horribly stupid. That said, he couldn’t say the same for the chimeras, Martel in particular. . .He’d have to watch her. Once Greed addressed him, he remembered he was the leader of this crazy group again. . .Which boosted his ego by a good few points, especially when it came from Greed himself. ”I’m ready to move whenever, Greed. No huge rush if there’s anything you’ve gotta do, but keep in mind the longer we wait the more time Dante has to make more toys, so. . .No real reason to wait.”
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Post by silverviper2134 on Oct 6, 2009 1:54:58 GMT -6
"Let's allow these three to rest" Greed said, nodding towards the bull, snake, and dog. "They just returned from what I'm assuming was a fairly tiring journey, and we wouldn't want them dead on their feet, would we?" He knew the chimeras would die for him if need be, but he didn't see any reason for them to die today. At least not without having a chance to survive.
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Post by Dorochet [Bido] on Oct 6, 2009 1:58:29 GMT -6
Dorochette couldn't care less about Kimblee, however he did give Martel a stern disagreeing look as she started drinking.
"This place is turning upside down." Bido noted. "Plotting murder attempts on the most powerful people in the country, kids and young mothers drinking tssss..." He shook his head.
"Ha! Now you hear it from someone else for a change!" Dorochette said in victory with a big grin. "And the first bit is nothing new really." He shrugged. "But I'm guessing there's a fat chance that we're gonna go from rare species to extermenated species." The dog chimera said casually as he took out his pipe and lit it. "Yep sounds like a real 'thrill'." He added before he looked at Greed. "Thanks boss, very much appreciated." He said as he dropped the sarcasme for a moment.
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Post by silverviper2134 on Oct 6, 2009 2:04:45 GMT -6
Greed waved his hand slightly, silently telling Dorochet not to worry about it.
"Shut-up, Dorochet" Martel muttered cooly, taking another drink. She knew the dog (and the gecko) chimera did have a point. She really shouldn't be drinking this stuff right now. However, it was keeping her awake, and she liked that. Besides, she couldn't understand how a few sips of vodka...or whatever she was drinking....would do anything harmfull.
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Post by Dorochet [Bido] on Oct 6, 2009 2:08:33 GMT -6
"Stop drinking Martel." Dorochette said lightly as he blew a puff of smoke in the other direction. "Seriously why bother to rescue them if you're going to poison them anyway." It had been a rude comment but he had a point. Though he was convinced he'd get to regret the comment soon enough.
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Post by silverviper2134 on Oct 6, 2009 2:13:30 GMT -6
The snake-chimera paused in her drinking to glance at her comrade. For a moment, she seemed to not realize what he'd said. However, a second later, she'd grabbed a rather heavy shot glass from the counter and tossed it at Dorochet's head. She would've done more to him, but she didn't feel like it at the moment.
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Post by Dorochet [Bido] on Oct 6, 2009 2:17:52 GMT -6
For a moment Dorochette though he was of the hook but when he saw the glass flying towards his head he quickly ducked to crash into a million harmless pieces behind him. Well almost harmless as it had crashed against the counter top instead, soaking the dog chimera with the remains of the sticky alcoholic drink that had been inside. "Iiiieew... gross!" Dorochette groaned as he shook his head, very much like dogs do after they walked through the rain or got weth, making the dropps fly around to anyone who stood close enough.
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Post by silverviper2134 on Oct 6, 2009 2:23:21 GMT -6
The snake-chimera couldn't help but smirk at the dog-chimera's actions. He always did seem to act more like an animal than the rest of them. She was about to make a comment about that, when she heard whimpering coming from the living quarters of the Nest.
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Post by Dorochet [Bido] on Oct 6, 2009 2:31:19 GMT -6
Dorochette grumbled some unaudible curses as he shook the alcohol out of his hair and took of the white gi that he had over his shirt. "Who's washing turn is it, Loa?" The dog chimera asked hopefully. When you lived with so many (and all but one guys) in a bar sometimes the chores needed 'honest' distributing.
"Dave."
"Isn't that guy dead?" Dorochette asked thoughtful.
"Yes."
"So that skips it to....either Vulch or Martel....one second thought I'll do it myself later on."
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