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Post by WR Harthe on Dec 29, 2020 18:59:12 GMT -8
WR rolled their eyes again. Clearly, this was going nowhere, and it was making them all the more frustrated. Normally, they would take their irrational feelings out on music, driving, and fighting... but they didn't have those options today, even though they really wanted to punch Drake. So, instead, they pushed themself out of the chair and headed toward the front door. "I'll be right back." And with that, they stepped outside and shut the door, immediately bursting into flames. Luckily, nothing in the vicinity was flammable. They grabbed onto the balcony and took a deep breath while they stared over the city. Second Skin: WR's body is set ablaze into pure visible energy, appearing as red fire, which creates an afterimage that repeats all of their physical actions at a one second delay. The afterimage burns whatever it touches, dealing 100% of their ENG stat as damage to other players and characters (current: 23). The fire changes colors based on their emotions. Additionally, they gain 50% immunity to all fire based effects. |
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Post by Gidget on Dec 29, 2020 19:00:39 GMT -8
Gidget watched WR storm off, and turned around to face Drake, a strange tension in her thin shoulders.
"If you ruin this..." she threatened quietly, then jumped up and began to head after her... friend. She got to the door, tugging it open and feeling the heat before she really saw anything.
"Um... Hey, Speed Demon?" she murmured softly.
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Post by Drake on Dec 29, 2020 19:15:21 GMT -8
Drake would get up and pat Gidget on the shoulder to squeeze past her, to join WR on the balcony. Close enough to feel the heat and even some of the flames would lick at Drake but he wouldn't flinch or react.
"Yo, now I know I'm being a cock block, and I get being frustrated... but you're pissed. Seething even."
He would turn to look at WR.
"And, I'm going to go out on a Limb here and wager that all this anger you got flowing out here, that ain't all me. So, what is it?"
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Post by WR Harthe on Dec 29, 2020 19:24:18 GMT -8
The flames would disburse almost as quickly as they appeared, and WR would whip around to face the two, a look of disgust painted on their face. Though that too quickly disappeared as their eyes fell across Gremlin's face.
They rolled their eyes at Drake.
"Listen, I got a lot on my plate and I don't wanna talk about it, alright? Yeah I'm pissed. You fucking did it. Good job."
They rolled their eyes again and turned to face the city.
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Post by Gidget on Dec 29, 2020 19:27:24 GMT -8
Gidget stood there, not looking scared... in fact, not even looking startled. She leaned against the door frame, crossing her arms over her chest and waiting. She could say something here, or tell Drake to get lost and let her handle it, but it seemed like the two knew each other.... most likely better than she understood.
She stood there for a second longer before joining them all on the balcony. She walked up to the other side of WR and looked out over the city as well, not trying to say anything or comfort them... just standing next to them, so they would know they weren't alone with whatever they were dealing with.
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Post by Drake on Dec 29, 2020 20:02:10 GMT -8
"I see."
Drake would hang out on the balcony with the two for a minute. Before sighing.
"Alright, I've had my fun."
He would say stepping away from the balcony.
"But before I leave and let y'all enjoy the day, I want you to meet me on the roof."
He would say walking back into the house.
"And if you don't, then I promise you will regret it."
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Post by WR Harthe on Dec 29, 2020 20:28:28 GMT -8
Between Gremlin's presence, the view of the city, the moment of silence, and a final deep breath, WR finally managed to calm down. Once their skin stopped boiling and their face returned to its normal color, they turned back to Drake with an eyebrow raised.
"Why the roof?" It was a odd request and they were fairly certain it would end with him doing something stupid.
They weren't sure if he meant both of them or just them, so they flicked a confused gaze at Gremlin before following Drake. They weren't going to question it, at this point they were willing to do anything to make him leave.
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Post by Gidget on Dec 30, 2020 6:37:08 GMT -8
Gidget stood there while WR calmed down, simply staring out at the city. Her city. This wasn't where she had grown up, or where her family was from... this was HER city, where she carved out a name of herself, where she built her own life. This was her city, and she loved it.
A small, genuine smile touched her lips as they stood there... until Drake said something. She turned her head, that smile disappearing, and she cocked a brow.
"Oh great..." she muttered, rolling her eyes. She was going to follow, whether she was supposed to or not, unless Drake specifically tried to stop her. She tucked her hands into the pockets of her PJ pants and lagged a couple of steps behind them, but did follow them to the roof.
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Post by Drake on Dec 30, 2020 6:58:14 GMT -8
Once on the roof Drake would inspect the area finding a nice little spot that would suit his purposes, definitely not the set up that the kid had at that sky rise, but this would still do.
"How well did you know Leon and my father. The Lightning and Blood Dragons."
Drake would ask as he started stretching.
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Post by WR Harthe on Dec 30, 2020 8:20:49 GMT -8
WR was... skeptical. Being forced to the roof was suspicious. His question... made it 100% more suspicious. They kept their distance from the edges to ease their paranoia.
They sighed as the names left his lips, crossing their arms and throwing their head back slightly. He already knew their connection with Leon, and he could clearly see the jacket. Was he just doing this to fuck with them? To get a rise out of Gremlin? They glanced at her for a moment.
They shook their head. Whatever his intention, they would answer honestly.
"Leon was my only friend for a while, and yeah, I'm -- was his apprentice. He was kind of a dick, but was there when I needed him. As for Rai, he... was interesting. He just kinda... showed up randomly to discuss 'business', business turned to small talk, small talk led to personal shit. I dunno if he took a liking to me or had nothing better to do, but that became a routine after I gave him a key to my house. So, yeah. That's the way it was and it no longer is, so."
They rolled their eyes and took another step back, hoping that answer would satisfy him.
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Post by Gidget on Dec 30, 2020 8:44:08 GMT -8
Gidget followed WR and Drake up to the roof. She glanced around. She wasn't a part of this conversation and had no idea who these people were, so instead of getting involved, she found a perch and sat there, pulling her ankles up to sit Indian style on the edge of the roof. Her balance was surprising.
She gripped her ankles, and began to utilize her chip, trying to search people. Rai, she realized, was Sudeki, her new boss. That was interesting. So there was a Rai in their world as well? "Hmm," she hummed, only half listening to their conversation as she researched the multiverse theory.
Her soul was glitching, even worse than before, and the little red lines appeared across her irises. Other than these, she seemed like she was just zoning out. Yay, CIA technology.
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Post by Drake on Dec 30, 2020 8:51:43 GMT -8
Drake took notice of Gidget's soul glitching out again and rolled his eyes, he knew better than to ask or point it out he wasn't going to get any different answers. Then he would turn to look back at WR.
"So, you knew them well? How they liked to do things, yeah?"
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Post by WR Harthe on Dec 30, 2020 8:54:34 GMT -8
A faint smile fell across WR's face as they recalled random memories of the two Dragons. After a brief reflection, they would answer again.
"Yeah, both almost killed me at some point or another. Multiple times."
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Post by Gidget on Dec 30, 2020 9:41:23 GMT -8
Gidget leaned forward and remained quiet, continuing her random research.
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Post by Drake on Dec 30, 2020 10:35:44 GMT -8
"Excellent."
He would say after stretching.
"Then you should be familiar with their favorite method of stress release. Their way to open up each other's souls to the other."
A smile would spread across his face as he got into a fighting stance.
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