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Post by Akira Valice on Sept 5, 2011 2:22:03 GMT -5
[/i] Akira was glad they were in an almost empty room; god knows what would happen if she was screeching at her from outside the hallway. She already got caught (and possibly pay for that window damage) as she plucked more shards of glass off her person. The snake was pissed - beyond pissed. "My scales...my beautiful scales dahling! They are much ruined!" "Then get the hell off of me. i'm the one bleeding you moron."That only added to her anger. However, Akira peeled the snake off her as she exited the door. "Uh...can you clean it up for me? I'll...pay you back I guess." The black mage, who looked scared out of its wits, started to scramble at the glass on the floor, hoping that Kuja would not find out that the window was broken. The door opened and closed on the face of the snake, who simply slipped under the door frame watching the bleeding dragoness. "Navigate better! We're on a STEALTH mission!" The snake hissed. "Yeah we are. What a coincidence. That means...we shut the hell up right?" The snake let out a loud hiss in response. "Welp, we're already failing the mission. I broke through a window, landed on some mage thing, and now I'm trailing blood on the floo..." Akira stared behind her in disbelief. Was that black mage SERIOUSLY following them? ...And he was cleaning the blood splatters on the floor? "...Damn who the hell is this slavedriver?""She informed us of the occupants of this castle. You should know well who they are." Akira rolled her eyes. "Yeah, monkeys everywhere." "Join them; you're a monkey enough." Akira chose not to comment. "Are you seriously going to follow me?" Akira called out to the black mage, who was startled. "Ack...kay, sorry dude. Look, we're looking for a...Michi...Mochi...some girl's room? Uh...monkey tail? The girl had a monkey tail right?" "Never seen her." "L-Lady...M-Mikoto?" Light bulb. "Yeah! Atta boy! Now, where she at? Actually no don't care; where's her room?""I-I got to go!" "Hey wait! God dammit make up your mind! Are you going to stalk me or not?!" "First you yell at him for stalking you now you're yelling at him to stalk you." "Fuck you shoe leather." "So what happened to stealth?" "Out the window. More like in." "Your puns are horrible." "Quite."[/color][/div][/td][/tr][/table] words:: idk ♠ tagged:: Zidane ♠ notes :: I LOLED HARD. template by synchronicity [/center][/quote] |
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Post by Zidane Tribal on Sept 6, 2011 0:26:33 GMT -5
[/colour] Sneaking out of Alexandria was an option, but with Kuja’s current threat lingering still on burning it to the ground…Zidane rather not risk it. Plus, leaving now would give Kuja troubles on the throne – being both had to work together. If the power shifted, the kingdom would riot in response. He’d make his way up the stairs, debating whether or not to go to the library to work in silence. As he stood where the stairs parted to the left and right, Zidane would reach to remove the sweet pastry from his lips. Swallowing down what he had taken a bite out of it, the genome looked to the right. ”Might as well get started, huh?” The mage working on cleaning the stairs only stared at him, confused at what the genome spoke of. Shaking his head, the teen laughed before taking another bite of the pastry, lapping at the sweet, fruity like flavor it contained. Once he finished, he actually wanted to get another until what happened next. The sound of something shattering hit the genome’s ears, Zidane instantly shooting a gaze over his shoulder. Instinctively Zidane would turn on his heels and dart in the direction of the sound, a few misjudgments, but the teen grew panicked at the fear Kuja was taking wrath out on the mages again. He didn’t seriously throw one out a window, this time, did he? If possible, Zidane’s pace increased, as his thoughts ran to Persian. Maybe Mikoto was trying to slip into the castle and the feline misjudged the jump. His anxiety got the best of them, as a single name tore from the blonde genome’s mouth, bouncing down the hallways, ”MIKOTO!”Perhaps not the smartest choice in the manner, but a cry for him in return got him panicking. Was Mikoto even here? Or was it really his first thought? That Kuja seriously had kicked a poor, innocent, mage out of the window. Foot falls fell against the flooring below as Zidane practically flew down the hallway, all grace leaving him at the moment. ”KUJA! You better not be kickin’ mages outta windows! Or I swear I’ll—“”—ack!” The monkey boy nearly missed rounding the corner, almost falling out through a glass window himself, and taking the red carpet with him; the ‘king’ darting away, leaving the carpet to be ruffled out of place. It wouldn’t take much longer before Zidane came to a halt, hands instantly shooting to draw both Mage Mashers. There, just down the hall and making its direction toward him, was a figure. Taller by a head or two, the genome raised his weapons in defense. The appendage lashed violently, dirty blonde fur bristling in anticipation at the looming finger. ”Who are you?!”However, instantly the Mage Mashers were lowered as a familiar scent lingered in the hallway. Suddenly Zidane’s sky blue irises focused on crimson trails rolling, in mini rivers, from the pale figure. Which he soon realized the form to be female, and he instantly spoke. ”H-hey! You’re bleeding! Stop for a minute so someone can help you!” Speaking of which, the blonde spotted the black mage behind the woman and nearly facepalmed (if it wasn’t for the fact he’d stab himself with his own weapon) at the sight. ”Really?”[/size][/ul][/blockquote] |
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Post by Akira Valice on Sept 6, 2011 0:48:58 GMT -5
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