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interstellar55552015-12-07 02:26 am
interdimanagers) wrote in interstellar55552015-12-07 02:26 am
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☆INTERLUDE: YOU WILL BELIEVE IN ME
Who: All the opt outs, and DAFT PUNK.
What: Gold and Silver waste everybody's time.
When: December 7th, 2054
Where: A warehouse in outer Vista City.
Warnings: NPCs being cryptic.
What: Gold and Silver waste everybody's time.
When: December 7th, 2054
Where: A warehouse in outer Vista City.
Warnings: NPCs being cryptic.
“I will cry for you, I will cry for you. I will wash away your pain with all my tears, And drown your fear.” ☆YOU WILL BELIEVE IN ME  You were late, for some reason. It doesn't matter whether it was because of an important photo shoot, a performance that ran late, or just being generally slothful and slow: you're all getting shuffled onto the last shuttle out. Maybe you didn't want to go to he party and were trying to avoid it. There's a weird tension that been leading up to it, especially on Virgo's side, and as you stare out at the cityscape beneath you may find those same misgivings rising up again. No matter your feelings, attendance has been made mandatory. The punishment for not showing is likely not worth the relief of avoiding it, at least if its your fault. So maybe it's a blessing when your shuttle driver suddenly seems to cease, and then takes your shuttle abruptly off course. It's less obvious at first, but it becomes more and more so as you fly - you're supposed to be heading to the coast, but your flight path is heading down to the south, out to a comparatively barren industrial sector of Vista that you've never actually seen. They are unresponsive to speaking and shouting, and the layer of glass that separates you make it impossible to actually disrupt them. You're more or less the prisoner of this little detour until it finally begins to land, sailing gracefully through the doors of an otherwise unremarkable warehouse. There are two shuttles arriving within the same few minutes - one marked with Pride colours, and the other with Virgo. The entry gate closes, and seals itself. A few minutes after that, your pilot moves for the first time in a while and opens the doors for you, leaving themselves sealed within the cab and apparently not being very fussed about it at all. You're released out into the warehouse, and you can see there are...bean bag chairs littered about? And some coolers filled with beer and vodka? What the hell? One of the walls even has a projector connected to a computer, apparently set up to watch movies. Ultimately, it's not really what you expect out of a sudden hijacking. A few moments later, a pair of masked people who may or may not be familiar come riding out of one of the upper levels on a shared, flying motorcycle, landing and dismounting at a bit of a hectic pace. Gold helmet is at the wheel. "You made it!" they declare, somewhat awkwardly. They sound a bit rushed. Silver pushes themselves off of the back, tucking some kind of device into their leather jacket. "Look, guys, let's make this simple. So far as you're concerned, this is a stick up. You're ours for...the next five hours, let's say. Behave yourself and everyone goes home, no problem." Gold looks over at Silver for a moment, and then addresses you in a bit more friendly manner: "So...point is, you may as well have some fun and just deal with it! Nobody here wants to fight, right? Let's be chill." There's a pause. "We brought booze?" ☆YOU WILL BELIEVE IN ME So, you're stuck here for the foreseeable future, it seems. Your captors don't seem to mean any harm - if you stay non-violent, they will too. There could even be an opportunity to gather some information, if you can keep your cool. The pair of them will be cycling in and out over the night, and despite an apparent tension in the air, they also seem...bored? Maybe just restless.There is something going on that they're not telling you, and it's up to you whether you want answers or not. As it is, they seem happy enough to sit back and watch the movies they have set up on that computer and knock a few back. No ones phones will be able to get signals, in the meantime. You can only wonder what this means for your friends stuck on the other side. “See your face every place that I walk in; Hear your voice every time I am talking. You will believe in me, And I will never be ignored.” |
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Yeah, but at least we're here together, right? It's definitely better than--
[He stops, thinking of when Lesedi pulled him out to talk to him alone and how he'd disappeared for almost 48 hours afterward. Even now though, he's still cautious about mentioning it to people. Instead he laughs a bit.]
Well, anyway, I'm glad you're here.
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[he reaches up and puts his hand over Sora's. Sora's got nice hands, he notices.
He debates whether or not to prod Sora for more, but let's it slide for now]
I'm glad you're here too.
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[He answers truthfully, since Ryouta sort of asked. He smiles at him, still hoping to help cheer him up... Even if he was sorta the one who'd started off being bummed out in the first place.
Curiously, he looks at their hands. Ryouta's is a little bigger, but that's not really surprising. He's also tall, so. Made sense that his limbs and extremities matched that.]
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[He gives Sora's a squeeze]
I'm sure they're fine. I'm worried about my band too. Ankhcchi is here, but Nia, Tsuna, and Momo are at the party.
[Momo's six months younger than he is, but Tsuna and Nia are both fourteen, so he's especially worried for them.]
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[He pokes at the beanbag chair.]
There was a time after that too. The CEO called me to her office to talk to me. I don't really remember a whole lot about it, but uh... [Looking over at Ryouta again, clearly a bit hesitant.] Jamie said I was gone for like practically two days. That was during the lockdown.