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- Jan 27, 2011
RE: Soul Eater RP (Razgriz x HeartCatch)
Kid noticed Freya's apprehension to his questions; he truthfully hated making people too uncomfortable, but unfortunately this was a rather serious matter. However, he could be patient if he wanted to, so he waited for Freya to answer. When Freya answered, once again showing discomfort by averting her gaze, he knew that whatever this was made Freya feel insecure in some way.
"I see" Kid said in a flat tone of voice. He knew Freya wasn't one to lie, but he still felt that there was more. "So, what exactly was happening to Forge that made these marks appear?" Depending on Freya's answer, he could begin to deduce what exactly the nature of Forge's change in demeanor.
He then had one last question for Freya, "Just one last question, Freya-san, then I actually have to head back. Have you seen Forge form any other weapons from his body? I only ask because at first it seemed like the gun was the only one he could form, but then when his behaviour shifted, he turned his right hand into what looked like a gauntlet to deal with his bully problem. Have you seen him form anything else?"
At this, what looked to be a nerdy looking male rushed past Freya and Kid carrying what looked like a very expensive bouquet of flowers and something else Kid couldn't identify. "What on earth?" Kid remarked, wondering about why the man was so urgent to get in there; the speed he went almost seemed to rival that of Spirit. He couldn't help but smirk before brushing the thought from his head.
Forge was standing where Boss told him to, looking around the club for potential trouble. Nothing happened yet; 'Real' Forge spoke up again, "Geezus, this job blows. Why don't we cut out for a bit? Go grab a bite?" Luckily Forge was wearing those dark-tinted glasses or people would have seen the biggest amount of confusion in his eyes. "How do you grab an action? You can't grab a bite!" 'Real' Forge groaned, "Good god, you really need to get your shit straight, kid."
It was at this point Forge saw a nerdy-looking man run past him; he seemed to be heading right towards where Blair was sitting. Unfortunately, she was already with someone; Forge didn't exactly know what to do. What Forge didn't know was that this was Blair's most devoted customer. A little too devoted for her liking. "Blair-chan! Look, I bring you gifts! Flowers and a beautiful pearl necklace! Now will you go out with me?" the man said as he reached her table. He had tried gifts before, but they didn't work. Then again, in his mind they weren't as extravagant as the ones he had now.
The patron got a bit flustered, "Dammit, haven't you caused enough trouble today? The lady clearly doesn't want you around here! Beat it!" The man then shouted, "I'm not talking to you!" At this, Boss' voice could be heard, "Ah, Tom! So good you could make it! You know, I'm actually glad you came back, because I have a friend of mine I want you to meet! Oh, Forge! Could you come over here please?" "Forge? Who's...." Tom said, but then turned as he heard a thundering set of footsteps approach him. When he looked up, Tom had never felt so small in his life. "S....so, you're F..F..Forge?" Tom squeaked; he felt like he was going to wet his pants in the shadow of the giant before him. 'Yes" Forge said shortly.
Boss chuckled, "Forge, my dear Tom here has been causing Blair, one of my workers, to be very unhappy. If you would be so kind..." Forge nodded; Tom squeaked as Forge lifted him up and carried him to the front door. "W....wa..wait! I'm sorry, I'll never cause trouble anymore! You don't have to throw me out!" Forge replied, "Sorry, Tom, just doing my job". He then gave a great heave and threw him out, in clear view of Kid and Freya. Kid looked at Forge, "Forge, is that you?" Forge heard the voice and looked down to see Freya and Kid standing next to the entrance. "Ah, Miss Chtuhilin, Kid, hello. How is your talk going?" Kid replied, "Very well, actually. So this is why the boss wanted you here, now it makes sense."
Tom landed in the same pile of garbage he had landed in only a few hours ago; now he was mad. Especially at the man who threw him out. But he was even madder at his Blair-chan; how could she continuously reject him? "Well, if you won't love me willingly..." he said, well out of earshot for anyone to hear him. He had a plan to get Blair to fall for him and only him; though it would take some time to complete.
(Lol, sorry about the false build-up. Now it's EPIC FORESHADOWING TIME!!! DUN-DUN-DUUUUN! Hahaha)
Kid noticed Freya's apprehension to his questions; he truthfully hated making people too uncomfortable, but unfortunately this was a rather serious matter. However, he could be patient if he wanted to, so he waited for Freya to answer. When Freya answered, once again showing discomfort by averting her gaze, he knew that whatever this was made Freya feel insecure in some way.
"I see" Kid said in a flat tone of voice. He knew Freya wasn't one to lie, but he still felt that there was more. "So, what exactly was happening to Forge that made these marks appear?" Depending on Freya's answer, he could begin to deduce what exactly the nature of Forge's change in demeanor.
He then had one last question for Freya, "Just one last question, Freya-san, then I actually have to head back. Have you seen Forge form any other weapons from his body? I only ask because at first it seemed like the gun was the only one he could form, but then when his behaviour shifted, he turned his right hand into what looked like a gauntlet to deal with his bully problem. Have you seen him form anything else?"
At this, what looked to be a nerdy looking male rushed past Freya and Kid carrying what looked like a very expensive bouquet of flowers and something else Kid couldn't identify. "What on earth?" Kid remarked, wondering about why the man was so urgent to get in there; the speed he went almost seemed to rival that of Spirit. He couldn't help but smirk before brushing the thought from his head.
Forge was standing where Boss told him to, looking around the club for potential trouble. Nothing happened yet; 'Real' Forge spoke up again, "Geezus, this job blows. Why don't we cut out for a bit? Go grab a bite?" Luckily Forge was wearing those dark-tinted glasses or people would have seen the biggest amount of confusion in his eyes. "How do you grab an action? You can't grab a bite!" 'Real' Forge groaned, "Good god, you really need to get your shit straight, kid."
It was at this point Forge saw a nerdy-looking man run past him; he seemed to be heading right towards where Blair was sitting. Unfortunately, she was already with someone; Forge didn't exactly know what to do. What Forge didn't know was that this was Blair's most devoted customer. A little too devoted for her liking. "Blair-chan! Look, I bring you gifts! Flowers and a beautiful pearl necklace! Now will you go out with me?" the man said as he reached her table. He had tried gifts before, but they didn't work. Then again, in his mind they weren't as extravagant as the ones he had now.
The patron got a bit flustered, "Dammit, haven't you caused enough trouble today? The lady clearly doesn't want you around here! Beat it!" The man then shouted, "I'm not talking to you!" At this, Boss' voice could be heard, "Ah, Tom! So good you could make it! You know, I'm actually glad you came back, because I have a friend of mine I want you to meet! Oh, Forge! Could you come over here please?" "Forge? Who's...." Tom said, but then turned as he heard a thundering set of footsteps approach him. When he looked up, Tom had never felt so small in his life. "S....so, you're F..F..Forge?" Tom squeaked; he felt like he was going to wet his pants in the shadow of the giant before him. 'Yes" Forge said shortly.
Boss chuckled, "Forge, my dear Tom here has been causing Blair, one of my workers, to be very unhappy. If you would be so kind..." Forge nodded; Tom squeaked as Forge lifted him up and carried him to the front door. "W....wa..wait! I'm sorry, I'll never cause trouble anymore! You don't have to throw me out!" Forge replied, "Sorry, Tom, just doing my job". He then gave a great heave and threw him out, in clear view of Kid and Freya. Kid looked at Forge, "Forge, is that you?" Forge heard the voice and looked down to see Freya and Kid standing next to the entrance. "Ah, Miss Chtuhilin, Kid, hello. How is your talk going?" Kid replied, "Very well, actually. So this is why the boss wanted you here, now it makes sense."
Tom landed in the same pile of garbage he had landed in only a few hours ago; now he was mad. Especially at the man who threw him out. But he was even madder at his Blair-chan; how could she continuously reject him? "Well, if you won't love me willingly..." he said, well out of earshot for anyone to hear him. He had a plan to get Blair to fall for him and only him; though it would take some time to complete.
(Lol, sorry about the false build-up. Now it's EPIC FORESHADOWING TIME!!! DUN-DUN-DUUUUN! Hahaha)