This is just the first part, I need some feed back on how In character people are, and how I can fix any OOCness, before I go any further...
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ôAh! After Ten Thousand years IÆm free! ItÆs time to conquer Earth!ö Exclaimed a small, blue haired girl her arms and legÆs clad in armour, with an odd metal ôhatö on her head as she pulled herself free of the dustbin she had been trapped in, for those Ten Thousand years. Performing some basic stretches, the young looking alien began studying her surroundings.
ôWench! I swear IÆll sue you for sexual harassment for this!ö An irate blond yelled, as he attempted to pull himself out of the dust bin, his red eyes glaring at her, as if the concentrated force of his hatred could cause her to burst into flames.
ôButà But Gil-Chanàö She turned and gave him her best kicked puppy look, complete with trembling lip and tears. ôNo! I have seen that look enough to be immune to its effect wench!ö He yelled, as he finally pulled himself free of the dumpster, complain the whole while. Ten Thousand years, being trapped within a confined space, along side a perverted witch, had done nothing to ease the blondeÆs temper.
ôCan you please not antagonise our Master for five minutes, Gilgamesh-Sama?ö A female voiced commented from within the canister, as a gloved hand reached out to hold onto something, to use as leverage.
Climbing out, the appearance of the woman was revealed; much like a witch that would be seen in a fairy tale, she was clad in a hooded bluish-purple robe concealing her appearance, her figure, however, was that of a mature, older woman.
Following after, was a samurai-esque swordsman with long indigo hair tied into ponytail and indigo eyes. He wore light purple shihakush? with purple harama, light purple tabi and black sandals with purple sleeveless haori and purple tekkou with his blade carried on his back.
ôAra, araà Have you put on weight, Medea-San?ö He commented, a smirk stretching his lips, at the now irate womanÆs face. Moving slightly to the side, he avoided the strike, the older witch to concern with the bickering duo in front of her to bother with a second attempt. Besides, such comments were a regular occurrence from Sasaki.
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On the planted below, somewhere on the outskirts of
"Alaya! ORT has escaped! Recruit a team of five overbearing and over-emotional humans" The voice of Gaia echoed around the command centre, even as her face materialized in the central pillar.
"Oh no. Not that! Not... teenagers!" The mechanical voice of Alaya responded, bringing its hand up to the closest thing it had to a face.
ôThat is correct Alaya," it mumbled, even as it began the necessary sequence.
Alaya could only sigh, "I was afraid of that."
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Dragging his feet, a black haired youth slowly pulled himself a chair in the local Youth Centre, before collapsing on the table.
ôSo, whatÆs got you so down Shiki? Sister giving you grief again?ö A tall red haired boy asked as he approached, giving the glasses wearing teen beside him a small slap on the back. Glaring up at his friend, Tohno Shiki fixed his glasses, which had been knocked askew with the force of the slap.
ôShirou.ö He nodded.
ôI just donÆt get it, what does she have against me getting a girlfriend?ö He asked, not really expecting an answer.
ôThat would be called jealousy, Tohno.ö A new presence made its self known.
Ryuudou Issei took a seat, his glasses reflecting the light in such a way that it hid his eyes.
ôYour sister does not like the idea of having to share her brother. especially if itÆs with another woman.ö He elaborated as he took his seat next to his fellow glasses wearing friend.
ôIssei.ö Shiki greeted weakly, before groaning and collapsing into his arms again.
ôWhat took you so long?ö Shirou questioned the monk-in-training; normally Issei was there before he was.
ôI was being harassedàö He answered, somewhat tersely.
This caused Shiki and Shirou to blink at him once, before turning and giving each other a knowing grin, and shared a small chuckle.
ôSo, who was it? Was it the twins?ö Shirou badgered his friends, a friendly smile on his face.
ôI bet it was that blue haired woman we saw him with at the temple the other day, you know IsseiÆs into the older ones!ö Shiki countered laughing, deliberately not leaving Issei enough to time defend against the allegations.
ôAre the potÆs calling the kettle black, boys?ö The unmistakeably smug tone of voice belonging to Tohsaka Rin invaded the heckling of poor Issei, causing all three boyÆs heads to face her.
ôàI donÆt get it.ö Shirou mumbled, blinking in confusion, as he tried to puzzle the meaning of the school idolÆs statement. He knew what it meant of course, he wasnÆt stupid, but he wasnÆt quite sure how he was in a similar situation to Issei.
Shiki, on the other hand, flinched back at the reminder of his dilemma, and the reason he had been depressed earlier. He was well aware that he was the subject of more then a few girls ôattentionsö, but as he was already seeing someone, he preferred to play at being oblivious.
As opposed to Shirou and Issei who just were oblivious.
The thought was enough to get a small chuckle out of the boy.
ôNo Sakura today, Tohsaka?ö The dark haired teen questioned, noticing the unusual absence of the purple haired k?hai, something both Issei and Shirou had over looked.
ôNo, she and Shinji went to the Hospital to visit Kariya.ö She responded, shaking her head slightly, as she took a seat, deliberately placing herself just a little closer to Shirou then was strictly necessary, or polite.
The subtleties of the action were, of course, lost of the red haired teen, much to Shiki's private amusement and Rin's frustration.
ôSpeaking of, how are his cancer treatments coming along?ö Shirou asked, nobody was really willing to bring the subject up around Sakura, so he was kind of out of the loop.
ôIt's going as well as could be expected.ö Rin said slowly, as if she was measuring each word.
ôAh...ö Shirou immediately wished he could take the question back.
ôSorry I'm late!ö
Shiki wasn't quite sure if he wanted to groan or sigh in relief. On one hand, Ciel had just saved them from an uncomfortable silence, on the other....
On the other, he'd probably have to hear her complain about Arcueid again.
ôCiel, nice of you to join us.ö Tohsaka said, even as she let a small sigh of relief, she wasn't really fond of talking about her ôUncle'sö condition. It was always a depressing topic to talk about, and usually killed the mood until someone did or said something to brighten the atmosphere.
ôSo, what were you discussing?ö She asked curiously, eyes narrowing on Shiki, who began to sweat nervously.
ôWe were discussing TohnoÆs recent domestic issues, I believe.ö Issei spoke up, not wishing to return to the more depressing topic.
ôDid you have to phrase it like that?ö The subject of discussion mumbled to himself.
ôItÆs not like thereÆs anything that bad going onà Just Akiha and Hisui have been less than pleased with me for some reason.ö The teen told her.
xXx
ôAh! After Ten Thousand years IÆm free! ItÆs time to conquer Earth!ö Exclaimed a small, blue haired girl her arms and legÆs clad in armour, with an odd metal ôhatö on her head as she pulled herself free of the dustbin she had been trapped in, for those Ten Thousand years. Performing some basic stretches, the young looking alien began studying her surroundings.
ôWench! I swear IÆll sue you for sexual harassment for this!ö An irate blond yelled, as he attempted to pull himself out of the dust bin, his red eyes glaring at her, as if the concentrated force of his hatred could cause her to burst into flames.
ôButà But Gil-Chanàö She turned and gave him her best kicked puppy look, complete with trembling lip and tears. ôNo! I have seen that look enough to be immune to its effect wench!ö He yelled, as he finally pulled himself free of the dumpster, complain the whole while. Ten Thousand years, being trapped within a confined space, along side a perverted witch, had done nothing to ease the blondeÆs temper.
ôCan you please not antagonise our Master for five minutes, Gilgamesh-Sama?ö A female voiced commented from within the canister, as a gloved hand reached out to hold onto something, to use as leverage.
Climbing out, the appearance of the woman was revealed; much like a witch that would be seen in a fairy tale, she was clad in a hooded bluish-purple robe concealing her appearance, her figure, however, was that of a mature, older woman.
Following after, was a samurai-esque swordsman with long indigo hair tied into ponytail and indigo eyes. He wore light purple shihakush? with purple harama, light purple tabi and black sandals with purple sleeveless haori and purple tekkou with his blade carried on his back.
ôAra, araà Have you put on weight, Medea-San?ö He commented, a smirk stretching his lips, at the now irate womanÆs face. Moving slightly to the side, he avoided the strike, the older witch to concern with the bickering duo in front of her to bother with a second attempt. Besides, such comments were a regular occurrence from Sasaki.
xXx
On the planted below, somewhere on the outskirts of
"Alaya! ORT has escaped! Recruit a team of five overbearing and over-emotional humans" The voice of Gaia echoed around the command centre, even as her face materialized in the central pillar.
"Oh no. Not that! Not... teenagers!" The mechanical voice of Alaya responded, bringing its hand up to the closest thing it had to a face.
ôThat is correct Alaya," it mumbled, even as it began the necessary sequence.
Alaya could only sigh, "I was afraid of that."
xXx
Dragging his feet, a black haired youth slowly pulled himself a chair in the local Youth Centre, before collapsing on the table.
ôSo, whatÆs got you so down Shiki? Sister giving you grief again?ö A tall red haired boy asked as he approached, giving the glasses wearing teen beside him a small slap on the back. Glaring up at his friend, Tohno Shiki fixed his glasses, which had been knocked askew with the force of the slap.
ôShirou.ö He nodded.
ôI just donÆt get it, what does she have against me getting a girlfriend?ö He asked, not really expecting an answer.
ôThat would be called jealousy, Tohno.ö A new presence made its self known.
Ryuudou Issei took a seat, his glasses reflecting the light in such a way that it hid his eyes.
ôYour sister does not like the idea of having to share her brother. especially if itÆs with another woman.ö He elaborated as he took his seat next to his fellow glasses wearing friend.
ôIssei.ö Shiki greeted weakly, before groaning and collapsing into his arms again.
ôWhat took you so long?ö Shirou questioned the monk-in-training; normally Issei was there before he was.
ôI was being harassedàö He answered, somewhat tersely.
This caused Shiki and Shirou to blink at him once, before turning and giving each other a knowing grin, and shared a small chuckle.
ôSo, who was it? Was it the twins?ö Shirou badgered his friends, a friendly smile on his face.
ôI bet it was that blue haired woman we saw him with at the temple the other day, you know IsseiÆs into the older ones!ö Shiki countered laughing, deliberately not leaving Issei enough to time defend against the allegations.
ôAre the potÆs calling the kettle black, boys?ö The unmistakeably smug tone of voice belonging to Tohsaka Rin invaded the heckling of poor Issei, causing all three boyÆs heads to face her.
ôàI donÆt get it.ö Shirou mumbled, blinking in confusion, as he tried to puzzle the meaning of the school idolÆs statement. He knew what it meant of course, he wasnÆt stupid, but he wasnÆt quite sure how he was in a similar situation to Issei.
Shiki, on the other hand, flinched back at the reminder of his dilemma, and the reason he had been depressed earlier. He was well aware that he was the subject of more then a few girls ôattentionsö, but as he was already seeing someone, he preferred to play at being oblivious.
As opposed to Shirou and Issei who just were oblivious.
The thought was enough to get a small chuckle out of the boy.
ôNo Sakura today, Tohsaka?ö The dark haired teen questioned, noticing the unusual absence of the purple haired k?hai, something both Issei and Shirou had over looked.
ôNo, she and Shinji went to the Hospital to visit Kariya.ö She responded, shaking her head slightly, as she took a seat, deliberately placing herself just a little closer to Shirou then was strictly necessary, or polite.
The subtleties of the action were, of course, lost of the red haired teen, much to Shiki's private amusement and Rin's frustration.
ôSpeaking of, how are his cancer treatments coming along?ö Shirou asked, nobody was really willing to bring the subject up around Sakura, so he was kind of out of the loop.
ôIt's going as well as could be expected.ö Rin said slowly, as if she was measuring each word.
ôAh...ö Shirou immediately wished he could take the question back.
ôSorry I'm late!ö
Shiki wasn't quite sure if he wanted to groan or sigh in relief. On one hand, Ciel had just saved them from an uncomfortable silence, on the other....
On the other, he'd probably have to hear her complain about Arcueid again.
ôCiel, nice of you to join us.ö Tohsaka said, even as she let a small sigh of relief, she wasn't really fond of talking about her ôUncle'sö condition. It was always a depressing topic to talk about, and usually killed the mood until someone did or said something to brighten the atmosphere.
ôSo, what were you discussing?ö She asked curiously, eyes narrowing on Shiki, who began to sweat nervously.
ôWe were discussing TohnoÆs recent domestic issues, I believe.ö Issei spoke up, not wishing to return to the more depressing topic.
ôDid you have to phrase it like that?ö The subject of discussion mumbled to himself.
ôItÆs not like thereÆs anything that bad going onà Just Akiha and Hisui have been less than pleased with me for some reason.ö The teen told her.
