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    Ice Ice Baby

    Post by Aradia Megido on Fri Aug 23, 2013 12:24 pm

    Time: 12:00 AM
    Date: September 3rd, 2013




    It was midnight when Aradia had come across a strange and quite unearthly sight, surprising even for a girl who was used to speaking to the dead and digging up fossils. Tonight she did her very best to try and find those beloved bones and imprints in a very unlikely area: the Arctic Tundra. Her attempts met to no fruition, and the ram troll refused to give up after searching in this seemingly barren area. She wore a crimson red parka above her usual attire to protect her from the harsh and icy cold that she was going to face no matter what. Aradia had been digging and digging for hours. She had arrived here two hours ago, and it took her an hour to prepare to leave. In disbelief, she found herself waking up at her very earliest, to her own dismay.

    The Alternian child refused to give up though, considering the hard way the only way. Surely, as a grub she was quite the troublemaker. She still is; you can't keep an eye off of her if you don't want her doing any crazy stunts.

    Illuminated by the waning moonlight, the snow glittered beautifully as the night passed. There was only one troll who couldn't see the light nor the gleaming surface of all that snow. Enter Aradia, digging with her shovels and tools that were necessary for whatever archaeological routines, to help ensure that the search is successful but also  somewhat simple to maneuver so it's easy to do, at least for whoever that knows what to do exactly. Now, those kind of people were at least a slight minority, particularly around here.

    Aradia was sure that she dug her own grave by now as she discovered upon the gaping hole, which she, with all due curiosity, wanted to explore. It was more than obvious that outside of the city, Gamma X was quite dangerous, but this place piqued the girl's interest too much as she found herself in a tight hole that lead to a blue shield of light? Her eyes reflecting the force field, she gently tapped onto it, watching as the blue shield faded away and revealed a door.

    Betrayed by her own natural instincts, Aradia opened the door and entered before she even had a chance to think about what she was possibly even trying to do. It was only now that she'd be careful.
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    Re: Ice Ice Baby

    Post by Hazama on Sat Aug 24, 2013 11:19 pm

    Oooh, visitors?

    There would be no tea or crumpets awaiting Aradia, however. What awaited her was a cold, empty base. Well, empty? It was a bit early to say that. After all, she would only be able to see into the front room, currently. The front room was empty, at least; it looked to be. There was a large generator on the left hand wall of the room, covering a good portion of the wall. You could see the energy source flowing through the tubes; it was a neon blue. Not quite Phazon Blue, but close. Luckily, it couldn't be Phazon. Hazama would have had a ball if he could get his hands on the stuff, anyway. Not literally, of course.

    The first room consisted of the aforementioned generator with two large control pads with a hell of a lot of buttons beside it. Everything was dust-free, clearly having been used, and recently at that. There was an upper walkway that consisted of an odd metal plating; it was held there by wires attaching it to the ceiling, where it hung without moving a single inch. It was bolted on there pretty tight, it would seem. Whoever did this had made sure to do a bang-up job of the entire thing.

    Under the walkway was a large device that was activated; it projected a gigantic hologram of a planet that only just managed to fit under the walkway. Wait, didn't that planet look familiar...? Of course it did... it was Portal Breach itself! There were a few monitors by the hologram that showed zoomed in parts. The first had a zoom in on Portal City, and it was labeling the Inn. The second had a zoom in on the Forest, where it zoomed in on an odd rail... it looked mainly unexplored. The third zoomed in on the Empty Caves in the Mountain Range of Portal Breach, and the fourth... the fourth zoomed in on none other than the Troll's Hive.

    ...What could whoever made their home here want with those places? Or was it just coincidence? No, likely not... still, all seemed to be a mystery. Regardless, naught is to be gained from turning tail and running. Still... curiousity killed the cat, or so they say.

    Will you push on, Aradia Megido?
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    Re: Ice Ice Baby

    Post by Aradia Megido on Sat Sep 14, 2013 11:52 pm

    What a surprise!

    It was obvious that Aradia wouldn't think there'd be anything but ice ahead except under this tunnel. Here she expected nothing but dirt. Then, all out of blue, she discovered something else entirely. A building, full of stuff that she had no use for, most likely. She only met silence; the building was vacant. If it wasn't, she probably would have heard some sort of sound by some thing or person. But, then, why did she feel so apprehensive? Stumbling back, she held her breath as she trepidatiously thought to retreat back or not. The decision was obvious.

    That is, if it weren't her own to make. The Alternian troll was excellent at being nosy and a wise advisor regarding pthers' businesses but, alas, was too reckless to help her own cause. Aradia wandered about out of impulse, though when she caught herself, she proceeded with caution. In the first room, she gazed upon a massive generator on the left, glowing bright blue. Next, Aradia found two control pads which were even larger, extremely complex with a multitude of buttons she could not possibly use. Easily, this time now self aware, she resisted the temptation to paw herself into some sweet trouble. You really couldn't keep an eye off of her, no hands down.

    Even Aradia herself acknowledged her shortcomings. She had plenty of pride needed to be swallowed down still, but she forced herself to realize she couldn't do everything. That just wasn't fucking possible, and she wasn't that fucking stupid. Okay, maybe she acted that way sometimes but the principle still applied! Right now though, Aradia needed to focus on the matter at hand. So there was someone there--something was used and the room was clean--but no one was there at the moment. Regardless, she had to be ready for hostility. Deep down, she hoped there would be hospitality, though there were no chances. Aradia was an intruder, an enemy, an outsider.

    Under the walkway was a large device that was activated; it projected a gigantic hologram of a planet that only just managed to fit under the walkway. Wait, didn't that planet look familiar...? Of course it did... it was Portal Breach itself! There were a few monitors by the hologram that showed zoomed in parts. The first had a zoom in on Portal City, and it was labeling the Inn. The second had a zoom in on the Forest, where it zoomed in on an odd rail... it looked mainly unexplored. The third zoomed in on the Empty Caves in the Mountain Range of Portal Breach, and the fourth... the fourth zoomed in on none other than the Troll's Hive.

    She nearly yelped once she activated the device below her and bent down to peer more closely down at the screens below. Raising an eyebrow, the curly horned troll pondered why what was on there was there. Parts of Portal Breach flashed on the screens. Each one reflected a scene: one she very well knew. The Stock Pot Inn, a place with free lodging and food, was on the first. Second there were the Empty Caves, the area where Aradia had fought Hazama and developed a healthy fear for him. Now, why would that be there of all places? She was too afraid to find out, so she ignored it and pushed on.

    Then, there was the Trolls' Hive, her humble abode. Startled, Aradia gasped. Knowing better, she mentally slapped herself and covered her mouth. The ram troll pressed on though, but eventually, she knew she was going to regret it. Why did she press on then?

    Curiosity killed the cat, but can it kill a ram? She wanted to find out; it was her way of having fun.

    So there you have an answer.

    Aradia Megido will push on.
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    Re: Ice Ice Baby

    Post by Hazama on Wed Sep 18, 2013 12:33 pm

    Alas, the buttons were many and seemed nearly decorative in their placement; not, however, their colour. They were all red, but you could be sure that there was no red self-destruct button in this base. It was only a former Space Pirate base, not a current one, and there were currently no plans to blow it up. That wasn't to say it wouldn't happen... but if it did, it wouldn't be by the owner's hand. Just because he didn't need it anymore when it outgrew it's usefulness didn't mean it deserved to get blown up.

    Hostility? Oh, dear Aradia, no-one was home! It was an empty base with not a person inside it. No-one had seen you coming, no-one had seen you enter, and no-one was watching you now... right? Well, could you afford to take chances? With the types of people there are in this world... what if you'd stumbled across one of Megamind's bases? He wasn't a hostile character. He was more kind, more accepting. But if it was his, there would have been brainbots by now. This couldn't be Ryo-Okhi, because that was a spaceship. But did you even know of those places?

    No... this was definitely a lair that belonged to a being that was no friend of yours... or of anyone's, for that matter. This was a place that would make your skin crawl just by the deafening silence that greeted you, the only sound made for miles being your footsteps plodding along on the hard, metal floor that was oddly snow-free, despite being in the Icelands. The metal was all but marked, too; the only markings you could see on the metal were marks where flooring had been fixed, for a price. Not everything was perfectly fixable, after all. The Pirates had done a number on this thing before.

    The hologram Aradia was looking at in her curiosity suddenly shut off, as if it had had enough. It was almost as if it was telling you to push on... and pushing on was the only thing you could do, aside from turning back. Standing around would only invite trouble. You were meant for something more. You hadn't finished yet, Aradia Megido...

    Ahead, one would find another large metal wall, with a small entrance that wasn't dissimilar to the one used to actually get inside the structure itself. This door would lead to a hallway of metal, that of which there was absolutely nothing special at all. The door after that, however... that led to an odd sight. It was a large hallway, with a hole in the middle and two giant statues of a woman in the middle of that hole, banners draped over the ceiling. You'd think there would have been a design to the room and hallway before this, if this was what she would come in to... but, this was how it was.


    The only way that there was was up the stairs... and up the stairs was where you'd have to go. Going up the stairs led to an elevator, which would go downward... the elevator was round in size, looked like it could fit a squadron of people, and there were clear buttons telling you which was down and which was up. There were only two levels to this thing... but despite any nagging feeling you may have, it was the only way forward. You'd have to overcome the sinking feeling in your gut if you wanted to unveil the secrets that lay in THIS Iceland structure, Miss Megido...
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    Re: Ice Ice Baby

    Post by Aradia Megido on Wed Sep 18, 2013 9:59 pm

    Aradia had honestly not a single clue as to whose lair this was, nor did she know what the buttons were for. She could only tell so far it wasn't abandoned, so if someone was planning to use it, they wouldn't install anything detrimental to their plans. However, the ram troll was far from being in the mood to test those buttons out. It'd be fun, oh, yes, but she was on guard due to her previous stupid actions, all of which would have lead to certain death had not a certain Portal X rescue her from her untimely demise. (Yes, throwing in that time pun there.)

    By now, Aradia was sure that if the person who used this place was hostile, they would have blasted her to bits, unless if they were interested in who she was. But she didn't know anyone interested in who she was or what she did--at least, she didn't know anyone who would be intrigued by her and live in this unusually curious place over here. While not knowing anyone who would have a lair, she never even heard of Megamind or Ryo-Ohki. It was obvious though that they did know her though--they knew about the hive and the inn and the caves: all places she had been in. The girl wondered if these locations related to more than one person after all. After all, she was far from useful and/or entertaining, in her opinion.

    An adventurous spirit like her could feel a fearful shivering, the silence creeping, the glacier cold saturating. That's only more the reason to push on. In the face of danger, she simply had to confront that itch, to beat down the voice in her head that cried and cried Danger, danger; you mustn't approach it!, and to see if she can crawl out alive. The silence might have hushed her, but it also assured the curly horned troll that her only danger was folly and no sentient threat. Should she tread carefully, Aradia could make it out alive. Was it worth the risk? Well, she was about to find out.

    Frowning in dismay, she questioned why the hologram would shut down so suddenly. Hmph. Twas none of Aradia's concern anyway. All of those extra thoughts were completely unneeded. The only thing that had to be done was to walk and walk and see where she would go. Opening the door, Aradia Megido found a hallway made out of metal, and when she saw that queer sight, she knew there was no going back.
    She only charged forward.

    Aradia stared at the room in awe, gawking breathlessly as she struggled to register her surroundings. The wide corridor had a serene sort of perfection, beauty, nobility that obvious was out of place. The Alternian child could not resist observing and exploring it, at least with her restless eyes. Everything was extraordinary, as if it was from a surreal but absolutely different world. Aradia didn't know if she'd like to belong to it though. The candlelit pillars, carpeted staircases, and low balcony-ish platform was carved elegantly with elaborate designs. The floor tiling was exquisite with its colorful, almost geometrical designs. Two statues of beautiful women stood in gigantic proportions, calm but mystifying. What was that huge golden thing in the middle? Aradia asked herself. She shrugged, not knowing the answer. Banners hung from the ceiling.

    As her eyes darted around from every detail of the room, she came across the stairs once more. She was supposed to go that way, wasn't she? Of course. So the girl went up the stairs and encountered the golden thing; she thought it was an elevator, which it was. Entering the elevator, Aradia found that it was spacious enough for plenty of people, whoever they may be. Carefully scanning the buttons, she determined which button would lead to an upper floor and another that would lead her to a lower floor. A scowl formed on her face when the ram troll became ambivalent, deciding which floor to go to, but then she mentally slapped herself as it became apparent that the only way the contraption would go was down. Pressing the corresponding button, Aradia Megido waited for the elevator to descend. The sinking feeling was buried deep down in her mind, and she would only dig for it once she got in trouble.
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    Re: Ice Ice Baby

    Post by Hazama on Sun Sep 22, 2013 4:24 pm

    Well, whether people using their own bases would install bombs to blow up said base was actually pretty questionable. They who had been here before this base had received attention and refurbishment from its... current owner had severely ruined the place. It had self-destructed pretty hard, and who even had any idea why it had. Likely because it was used for no good, the 'heroes' found out, and the supposed villain that had been in charge of the base had been forced to blow it up in order to either attempt to kill the heroes, or to preserve the secrecy of something. The current owner... didn't know himself what had happened, and could do naught but theorise.

    Aradia was a surefire RPG heroine, for definite. Any other type of hero feels caution; if you refuse to press on during RPGs, you never get anywhere. Leap into a fiery volcano? Sweet, there's gotta be some good loot down there. Adventure into a daring temple full of booby traps and likely foes? Hell yes. Continue into a metallic structure that had been used recently and found in the Icelands, regardless of any senses of danger that were felt by the heroes infiltrating? There was no choice other than yes.

    The statues remained still, as did everything else. The golden globe was actually a hologram; if you looked closely, it depicted a world that was vastly different to any other. It was a world that had very little land, the rest of it being... assumedly ocean? There was no way to tell, but surely that was the most logical conclusion. It wasn't definitely right, but it was certainly logical. There was no way to tell for sure, anyway... that world was long gone. It certainly wasn't this world, and the planets that existed other than this one weren't like this. The only conclusion that could be drawn? This was the world of one of the citizens. A world that had passed on. A world that was no more. A world that had ceased to be. A world that had expired and gone to meet its maker. It was a late world. A stiff. Beret of life, it rested in peace. If it hadn't been hanging there in space, it would have been pushing up the daisies. It had rung down the curtain and joined the choir invisible. It was an ex-world.

    Everything stood still. Everything was devoid of movement, devoid of all life that wasn't curly horned ram troll, devoid even of wind out in this wasteland of ice. Not even the banners were moving an inch. The lift whirred into motion, making noises of movement as it slowly started descending. The descent... was significant. The lift went down and down, going for quite a while before finally coming to a stop, after what had seemed like forever. The lift doors opened... and revealed an odd scene.


    If she walked out of the door on the right and into the middle of the area, smoke was covering her feet and it was actually fairly hard to even see her feet. The gate was closed... there was no method of opening it, currently. But don't lose your rag. It was just a smoky room... right? Nothing was going on... you could try to tell yourself that, but something ebbed at your mind... the slightest nag, increasing your worry as you continued on... But then it cultivated. In the shadow of one of the floating discs on the far left... was a dresser. A brown, typical dresser. It looked very much out of place, actually.

    Would you look inside?
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    Re: Ice Ice Baby

    Post by Aradia Megido on Sun Sep 29, 2013 3:38 pm

    Well, no self-destruct buttons around here. That was good, right? Aradia didn't want to blow herself up, did she? That reminded the mun of a Maz Jobrani joke where this guy was arrested for dirty bombing an airplane. The proof of his crime was that his fingerprints were found on an Al-Quaeda job application. Al-Quaeda has a job application!? Weeeird. You could only imagine the Q & A to be a total disaster.

    Rudely Worded Job Application:
    Q: What did you plan to do after joining this organization?
    A: To blow myself up.
    Q: How do you feel about this application now?
    A: I feel like I want to blow myself up.
    Q: What are your goals in life?
    A: To blow myself up.
    Q: Last question, is there anyone who would recommend you for this job?
    A: They all blew themselves up. Except for this Buddhist guy who also was explosive but ended up moving out of that moment into dancing randomly.

    Okaaay. What a suckish joke. And a sick one too, but if it's not your cup of liquefied dead baby, don't worry because it's all spoilered up for the cupcakes who don't want to read it! Seriously, though, just imagine all the fictional villains who have probably have had to fill the very same application! It must be horrible! But you didn't have to fill it out, riiiiight, Hazama?

    But back to the subject: Aradia does the thing and be an impulsive idiot. Yes, now that's more than fun to read about. Alright, Aradia, do the thing, do the thing right now. Go and do the thing and see shit. What are you waiting for? Whaaat? Don't tell me you're going to be serious and think twice!? Oh, lordy lord, she did! Perhaps she was a bit more level headed ever since she nearly got herself killed and into a huge mess afterwards. She wouldn't look forward or settle for any fate less than a heroic death in battle.

    Everything was still. Aradia frowned. That was the problem, you see, when everything else is nice and still around you, when everything was ever so very cold, when you find the fact that there was danger dawning on you, and when you tried to avoid running backwards on your heels away from the danger. The golden globe, once she took a clearer look, was a hologram that represented a world she did not recognize. It was certainly not her world, at least. For a little bit, for all its golden hues, it might have been a weird AU Prospit, but no, it was not. it was someone else's world, and whose world could this globe possibly represent? For now, Aradia would not know--at least not until much, much later. And what made anyone think she cared at this point? This was beyond the turning point; she was far too concerned with excavating this base, hoping to find something worth her attention, but what would do that but the room she was about to see? This ex-world wouldn't cut it if it wasn't there anymore.

    The creepy thing was, Aradia couldn't even sense a single other soul. It was so eerie, but that certainly meant there was no harm? The ram troll wasn't sure. She just wanted to make sure she wasn't screwing herself over, but Aradia always ended up doing that exactly. What a damned shame, what a very damned shame indeed! After all the disasters she endured only to see the aftermath of much more, much more influential tragedies, this girl did not know what to think of this place. Tapping her foot on the elevator floor, she waited to find what else she was to see.

    The smoke, the smoke, and the gate was so weird! What was it just doing there!? Obviously, in order to find out, she marched right into that smoky room! Smoke, you don't scare Aradia, so fuck off! You there! The Discs, all you're going to do is just float there!? Well, fine! Room, you're just a silly little room, what does this Alternian need to be afraid of, and you, the nagging voice in the girl's head, you should totes, like, shut up already! My fucking god, do you even know who you're dealing with!? This is Aradia Megido, the most awesome of all adventurers who was going to investigate this hole like a man in cunninlingus. Surely, she hadn't a clue about what she was doing! But that's what makes it fun, boys and girls. Trust me.

    Just a little peep would be fine, thank you. And what was that dresser doing there? This wasn't a pathway to Narnia!
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    Re: Ice Ice Baby

    Post by Hazama on Thu Oct 03, 2013 2:10 pm

    It was likely a good job Al-Qaeda didn't exist in this world. Or if he did, he'd probably get ten ton of shit beat out of him by ruthless humans from Earth that hated his guts. If there were any, that was.

    Ah, the dresser! Narnia it was not; the owner must have been careless... right? I mean, what other possible reason would anyone have for a dresser that just existed in the middle of a room like this? It was ridiculously out of place, and didn't fit with the situation in the slightest. A dresser just killed the tense mood! Why would it possibly be in a place like that! Nonetheless, the dresser was like everything else (aside from the floor you could barely see through the smoke); devoid of dust, and like the doors, easily open-able. Whoever lived here hadn't been expecting visitors, had they?

    Evidently not! But, Aradia appeared to be the adventurous type. Well, appeared to be was wrong. The fact that she was so far down here in the first place was adventurous and incredible, especially since not many would have the courage to venture so far into unfamiliar, unknown territory where you couldn't be sure of anything at all, and you could be cornered or boxed in at any point in time. But, the dresser would contain the most easily identifiable thing that Aradia had seen throughout this entire 'excursion'. It opened...

    And there it was. A row of the same suit, lined up many times. The suit was black, with a white shirt on the same hanger underneath, short brown gloves that really didn't count as gloves, trousers on the lower part of the large hangers, a plethora of brown belts beneath everything at the bottom of the drawer organised neatly behind a couple of rows of steel-toed brown shoes, and to top it all off? Small black hats, each at the top of the outfits. Tiny black fedoras that only one person on the Breach ever wore.

    There was no mistaking it anymore; this was in direct contrast to everything else she'd seen so far. Everything else had been questionable, cryptic, hard to tell what it was, what it symbolised, or what it meant, while these outfits gave it away, straight away.

    The one whose base she had been intruding on... was none other than Hazama's.

    But wait, there's more!

    Not long at all after she saw the outfits, there were suddenly... noises. What noises were there? Footsteps, of course!

    Step...

    Step...

    Step...


    They got louder as they went, coming from the opposite direction of the lift. There was still a way to escape, it would seem; run away using the lift, and get the hell out of there. It was Aradia's choice... after all, if she stayed here, she might have to face Ouroboros again, and Hazama would likely delight in anything that came from that. No matter her choice, a voice echoed down into the room. The voice of one specific person.

    "Oh, Miss Megido... Didn't anyone ever tell you to keep your nose out of business that doesn't concern you...?"
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    Re: Ice Ice Baby

    Post by Aradia Megido on Thu Oct 03, 2013 9:00 pm

    Well, enough about Al-Qaeda. The discussion over that was over, more or less because Aradia really didn't know what the hell that was. Well, whatever.

    So no Narnia? Check. There was just a plain dresser; there was no portal-like aura emanating from it. But this was careless--leaving your own dresser to the mercy of your enemies or raiders or any ram trolls that just happened to be in the mood to get herself into trouble. Aradia really didn't see it as trouble though; she thought herself good enough for self-preservation. After all, she wasn't dead now, and she became much more level headed after arriving to Portal Breach. She came here in a moment of self-revelation and awareness, where she understood how careful she had to be so nothing went awry. And for this Alternian child, pretty much everything went awry.

    Just not necessarily in a bad way.

    Evidently not! But, Aradia appeared to be the adventurous type. Well, appeared to be was wrong. The fact that she was so far down here in the first place was adventurous and incredible, especially since not many would have the courage to venture so far into unfamiliar, unknown territory where you couldn't be sure of anything at all, and you could be cornered or boxed in at any point in time. But, the dresser would contain the most easily identifiable thing that Aradia had seen throughout this entire 'excursion'. It opened...

    Yes, Sollux was about to kill her in the midst of a chain reaction due to Vriska crippling Tavros and forcing him into a paraplegic lifestyle. Yes, she was going to be dead had she not been taken here. Yes, she would have helped cause the end of the world while she was dead. Yes, every one of her troll friends experienced major character growth and development while she died. Yes, she would have become an icky blue blooded frog sprite/troll/robot hybrid that couldn't control her own emotions any other way than self-destruction. Literally.

    And there it was. A row of the same suit, lined up many times. The suit was black, with a white shirt on the same hanger underneath, short brown gloves that really didn't count as gloves, trousers on the lower part of the large hangers, a plethora of brown belts beneath everything at the bottom of the drawer organised neatly behind a couple of rows of steel-toed brown shoes, and to top it all off? Small black hats, each at the top of the outfits. Tiny black fedoras that only one person on the Breach ever wore.

    Enough about that. Aradia tore through the dresser. She opened up every shelf, looking for explosions or anything like bombs or grenades or anything possibly dangerous. There, she found a monotonous crime against fashion that was so bad that she could sniff a certain jade blood just waiting to join the Gamma so she could beat the man who owned this array of suits with matching gloves, pants, belts, shoes, and hats. Good lord... This was so bizarre... she thought before being caught red handed in the act.

    There was no mistaking it anymore; this was in direct contrast to everything else she'd seen so far. Everything else had been questionable, cryptic, hard to tell what it was, what it symbolised, or what it meant, while these outfits gave it away, straight away.

    Dead ahead of her was the echoing voice of a man. It sounded familiar, but she couldn't quite put her thumb on who when she was thinking on the spot. But looking back at the black fedoras and hearing many, many footsteps, it was easy to determine who the man was.

    Why, if it wasn't an old acquaintance that was named, what was it again? Anyway, it belonged to a man she hadn't seen in a while.

    He was Hazama. Ragna called him Terumi though. How strange.

    Her candy corn colored horns tingled with adrenaline, and her body was light and ready to spring into action, trembling with anticipation to hear the voice of the man whose closet she had just literally perused for some minutes. At least, she didn't exactly see his underwear, though she might have found the untimely moment to when she saw Hazama from the other side of the room (just kidding). For some odd reason, her mouth became upturned, creating a small smile that was probably out of satisfaction that she confirmed whose base this was.

    Aradia Megido didn't like being a coward, nor did she like having a good slash out of her old friend Ouroboros and the green haired punk who wielded it. So obviously, she ran to the lift. But she stopped for a second to meet eye to eye with the man himself. Her voice meek and distantly polite, Aradia Megido bid him farewell. "hell0 hazama im glad t0 see y0ure well 0r w0uld y0u prefer me t0 call y0u terumi? yuuki terumi?" Actually, she wasn't, judging by the frosty look she gave him while pursing her lips. "as an answer t0 y0ur questi0n n0 0ne m0uthed a w0rd"

    "anyway its time t0 make my leave ill be seeing y0u later f0r better 0r f0r ill i d0nt need prec0gniti0n abilities t0 be able t0 tell that"

    Just like that, the Aries troll left the way she had came and ventured off into the harsh wintry landscape, burning it into her mind as a memory, and committing it to maps as she came back to visit the Unicode Tundra during several occasions, but she never got quite close to his lair: only to the underground tunnel she used to get there.
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    Re: Ice Ice Baby

    Post by Hazama on Fri Oct 04, 2013 12:38 pm

    Hazama continued to advance towards Aradia as she replied to his claim. He noted her slight smile, a factor he had not expected. Goodness knew what exactly her smile meant, however. Deeming it irrelevant, Hazama ignored it.

    Miss Megido wrote:"hell0 hazama im glad t0 see y0ure well 0r w0uld y0u prefer me t0 call y0u terumi? yuuki terumi?"
    Hmmm... so, as he thought. Hazama grunted a bit in slight irritation. He hadn't expected that little puppy to be so darn loud with his name. "I see you've been talking to that ol' mutt, Megido? I wouldn't have pinned you as the type to interact with criminals. Then again, what do I know, eh?" He knew he wouldn't get much of a response from anything he said; he didn't particularly WANT one, either. That would only prolong what could only be described as a hostile meeting, nothing but passive-aggressiveness in the air.

    Miss Megido wrote:"as an answer t0 y0ur questi0n n0 0ne m0uthed a w0rd"
    "Evidently not... but, you know, curiosity killed the cat! And if you get too curious, you might find yourself in quite the predicament! I know you wouldn't like that, now, would you? Hehehehehehehe!" Hazama knew full well that she wasn't a huge fan of his weapon, Ouroboros. He loved the fact that she wasn't. Until she got over that feeling, he could toy with her all he wanted, and he would enjoy every last second. Even then... after she got over it, he could likely toy with her then. This guy was a manipulative bastard, after all.

    Miss Megido wrote:"anyway its time t0 make my leave ill be seeing y0u later f0r better 0r f0r ill i d0nt need prec0gniti0n abilities t0 be able t0 tell that"
    "You catch on quick, huh... be on your way, then, Miss Aries. I'll be seeing you." As she rose up to the previous floor using the lift, Hazama didn't even follow her. He clutched his side as he doubled over, his other hand holding his hat as he laughed, well aware that she was long since out of earshot. "Hehehehehehehehehahahahahaaa! The pieces are almost all in place... you're doing my job quite obediently, Aradia Megido." He turned around, and walked the way that he'd come.

    Today had been another successful day.

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