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| Spirit | Mar 26 2016, 02:47 PM Post #31 | ||||||||||||
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While having a hand placed on his shoulder would not have been that bad, the fact that he was grabbed before being spun around made Larry unsheathe one of his blades, drawn by the arm that did not have a hand on it, ready to sheath it into whoever decided it would be a good idea to grab him, even if that person was Write, which incidentally it turned out to be. And the pirate could even claim that he stabbed the man in self defense, if the cocked fist was anything to go by. The doctor watched said fist for any indication that it would head towards him, waiting for said moment so that he could attack himself. But that moment never came. Instead, the beetle looked defeated for some reason before finally releasing the shoulder and telling the wasp to go sit down. Sheathing his own blade as if nothing happened, the clown took a seat, looking curiously at Write as the latter pulled two pints, placing both of them on the table before taking a sip himself. The besuited man glanced at his own pint but refrained from touching it, instead listening to Write as the latter talked about Elizabeth and putting distance between things to get a full picture. And Larry was not entirely sure what the hell what the man was talking about. It seemed that both he and Valkyrie lacked all the pertinent information about Elizabeth and what she was like. She would never just leave him. "It seems like you are an extreme lightweight Write. A single sip and you are already speaking gibberish." the doctor said lightly as he took a sip of his own pint, savoring the taste as it washed around his mouth before going down his throat. He was not entirely what the beetle was talking about with distance, though it sounded strangely like he was planning on leaving by himself, not that the wasp minded that too much. He was here to study Valkyrie so as long as he was in close to her, he did not particularly care what Write did. |
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| ♥ Tengu | Mar 26 2016, 03:24 PM Post #32 | ||||||||||||
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As strange as the situation was, Write could do little more than smile and shake his head as Valkyrie remained silent and Larry continued to not understand what was happening. “Maybe you’re right, Larry.” He chuckled, hair that covered his legs withdrawing and snaking away towards his wheelchair, pulling it towards him. “For each individual person, perception is reality, and I’m not really sure of mine at the moment.” He continued, pulling himself out of the chair he was sitting in and into his wheelchair. “I should say thank you though, since you’ve made me consider something that I’ve been ignoring, even if that wasn’t your intention.” He smiled earnestly back at the bug man, though it was clear that he wasn’t exactly happy. “In any case, I’m going out for awhile. Think of it like when people go and take short walks to clear their mind. I’m going to take a roll to figure some things out… Just trust me, after that, we’ll start going again and make it to the end of paradise. You said that was where those people you’re looking for, right?” He mainly directed towards Nola, slightly sullen but oddly resolved. Write raised one finger, sternly declaring “One month.” His armored hand slapped down on his thigh and he gave a small smile once more. “In one month, we’ll meet again, and make a beeline to that place, wherever it is that you want to go. Nemea, at your cousin’s house. If I’m not there on time, I’m as good as dead.” With that, he left, calling out the last of his declaration as the door closed behind him, trying his best to avoid any dissent from what he had said. Now all that was left was for him to take his own advice and get some distance. The only question that truly remained was where he was headed. After a small bit of internal deliberation, he grinned with resolution. “The cold always did seem to clear my head.” |
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| Darkoda | Apr 3 2016, 11:56 AM Post #33 | ||||||||||||
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While Write might have been suspicious, Valkyrie had no illusions about the life expectancy of that bartender once Larry had returned. She did give him credit for the impressive line of bullshit he had fed the crazy wasp before he suffered a fatal knife to the chest. Even if the whole affair led to her riding a sudden excitable wheelchair from Write’s attempt to save the guy’s life. Ah well, since the guy was cooling and all, he wouldn’t mind Valkyrie going through his stuff like ledgers, bartenders always had the most interesting tabs. Sure she should pay more attention to the impending beetle vs wasp thing but she knew damn well that Write would easily handle Larry if it came down to it and if by some miracle the wasp started to win, Valkyrie would just kill him for touching her beetle in the first place. All these people trying to interfere with her meat shield, it was like they were all some level of suicidal. Ah well, that was for later, now was the time for record hunting and – A raised eyebrow was the first sign of her finding something particularly interesting. The second sign was the malicious smile that blossomed across her face as she kept flipping through the ledger, effectively ignoring Write’s attempts to make Larry stop being a creeper and see reason along with Larry proving how deluded he still was. She only honestly started to pay attention when Write started mentioning going on a walk. “I do intend to go there, but not right now. I fully intend to get some richly deserved payback and part of that is making sure that we survive to gloat about it; right now, we’d just die and that is inconvenient for me. I have some contacts to chase down in the meantime anyway thanks to our resident bartender.” Some people shouldn’t have been so careless about leaving tabs behind, it was quite surprising the information you could gain about someone with just that bit of data. She was going to be very busy for this month and the beetle not being around to see what she intended to do was probably for the best. She saw no reason to bother him with how messy things were going to become. “Fine, we meet up back at Nemea in a month. If you don’t show up in a month I’ll just have to hunt you down and kick your ass when I find you. Probably kick the asses of everyone else involved too just on sheer principle.” It’s not as if she was particularly concerned about him dying, she was sure that she had managed to get rid of most of his suicidal tendencies and he was absurdly durable enough to handle the rest. And if he got arrested somehow, she’d just have to go slaughter a prison boat. Just in case, she’d make sure to keep a closer eye on the News Coo from now on. “So that leaves us Larry. Since you can’t quite stalk your victim anymore, we’re going information gathering; there’s a few people I need to talk too, and others I need to kill. They aren’t necessarily mutually exclusive either.” And she already knew where to find one of them, convenient. |
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| Spirit | Apr 6 2016, 09:56 PM Post #34 | ||||||||||||
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Enemy of the Site
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Larry watched as Write got back into his wheelchair, mumbling something thanking him for opening his eyes or something like that. And it seemed like the beetle was going on a walkabout of sorts, mentioning that they would meet up back in one month. Now, one month did not really sound like much, given that it could take a week or more to go from island to island, but who was he to give the man advice on how to spend his time. At the very least, they were going back to a familiar place, though not one that he particularly wanted to go to. Then again, perhaps this was a sign. He was still having trouble with the stoneman secrets and maybe by going back to the place where it all began he would finally be able to unlock said secrets. So yes, the bugman certainly did not mind going back to Nemea, even if it was after a month. For now, he would remain beside Valk, doing whatever and learning more about her powers so that he could unlock the secrets of the stonemen whenever he found himself back on Nemea. The doctor watched as the magma female rummaged behind the bar for some papers, though he did not know or particularly care what they were. What he did care about was the fact that the female was quite intent on hunting people down and it has certainly been a while since he had hunted anyone down. And what's more, they were going information gathering and at one time, he was the best there was at gathering information from people that did not want to part with it. And it had been even far longer that he had exercised his considerable information gathering skill. This next month would definitely be more fun than he had expected it to be. "So where to now, Valkyrie?" the wasp asked with a wide grin breaking up his clown face. |
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| mourge40k | May 8 2016, 12:55 PM Post #35 | ||||||||||||
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