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Post by Talon on Dec 15, 2007 19:31:02 GMT -5
Shive landed with Myrr in tow, dropping her off at her father's house.
"Well, that was fun while it lasted. As for me, I need to go do some... er... stuff." He stated.
He smiled at her again, nodding, and took off into the air.
"I'll be back later!" He shouted.
Shortly after, Reizus walked out of the building and shouted inside,
"Hey Sol! Your daughter's back!"
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Post by Azure_Ghidorah on Dec 15, 2007 19:52:57 GMT -5
Myrr waved goodbye to Shive, "See ya later, then."
"I'm assuming you had fun, Myrr?" Solranous asked as he walked out as well. The half dragon laughed nervously.
"Not much, just talked and hung out at the hot springs."
"Hot springs? I don't remember any hot springs..." Solranous pondered.
"Shive just found them a little while ago." Myrr replied.
"Ah, that would do it." Solranous continued. He shrugged, and went back inside.
'Perfect, he's completely clueless!'
"I know you are up to something, what I do not know though." Solranous called from inside the building, as if to answer Myrr's thoughts with a big, fat, "WRONG!"
"I've gotta know when to keep my thoughts concealed." she whispered, before following Solranous in. He was festive at times, and that included the mistletoe, he had to have some around... didn't he?
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Post by Talon on Dec 15, 2007 20:03:27 GMT -5
Shortly after, the droid O'Malley stepped outside of the building and shook his head at the building. He popped his chest open to reveal a cement mixer and some various tools, which he removed and began to set up on the roof.
"I better be getting paid for this..." He muttered.
With that, he started patching up any and all holes, cracks, breaks, and other damaged areas of the warehouse, not uttering a single word. He kicked the cement mixer off the roof when finished, and went inside, beginning to repair windows and doors, as well as setting up what appeared to be a fireplace, complete with actual chimney.
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Post by Azure_Ghidorah on Dec 15, 2007 20:47:27 GMT -5
"I hate to sound like a Grinch, but what the heck is going on?" Solranous muttered as he inspected the now brand-new-looking warehouse that was his home. Myrr came up next to him, not as surprised, since she suspected it was Shive's doing, with help... or he hired someone.
"Remind me to thank whoever fixed this place up." Solranous continued, still somewhat stunned.
"Don't worry, Father, I will." the half dragon replied.
'I wonder whose idea this was, who do I know would want to try and fix up my house, or hire someone to do it?' Solranous thought. He didn't know, and it was frustrating him to an extent.
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Post by Talon on Dec 15, 2007 21:00:15 GMT -5
At that moment, O'Malley nonchalantly walked by with a full armload of firewood ((That's a LOT of firewood)) and dumped it off by the fireplace. He walked again past Solranous and started to fix the warehouse's lighting, flicking the switches on and off numerous time and glancing up at the ceiling.
He shrugged and walked past Solranous and Myrr yet a third time, opening the panel to the warehouse's circuit breaker. He flicked a few of the switches, and the entire warehouse was flooded with light, and O'Malley's eye twitched.
"Whoah. Bit much." He muttered.
He walked past Myrr and Solranous for a fourth time and tampered with the switches, then grumbling, ripped them out and stepped on them. He replaced them with several knobs, dimming and brightening the lights. He let out a mechanical sigh, then brushed his claws off, walking over to Solranous.
He pointed down the hall and stated,
"The third doorway on the left is the generator room. Check up on it once a week, and be sure not to trip over any cords. Or else."
((Think he gets it yet?))
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Post by Azure_Ghidorah on Dec 15, 2007 21:22:54 GMT -5
"Um..." Solranous started, he didn't expect O'Malley to be here.
"I'm assuming that answers the question of who did it." Myrr said, looking to Solranous.
"Yeah, it does. Thank you O'Malley, I swear no matter how many times I've tried to patch this place up I always had to do it again a week or so later. I guess not everyone can be good at D.I.Y." (OOC: D.I.Y. = Do It Yourself)
"Well, O'Malley, did it happen to be a brown dragonkin that hired you to do this?" Myrr asked, a slight glint in her eye.
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Post by Talon on Dec 15, 2007 21:26:57 GMT -5
O'Malley's 'pupil' shifted towards Myrr, and he replied mechanically,
"Perhaps. And perhaps said dragonkin is doing all of you another favor as we speak. Now if you don't mind me using one of your uninhabited rooms, I have a CPC to build."
The droid then walked cooly past them, pulling out multiple machine parts from his chest, one of which appeared to be a large cannon barrel.
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Post by Azure_Ghidorah on Dec 15, 2007 21:57:21 GMT -5
"CPC? As in... Charged Particle Cannon? (OOC: I watched Zoids, those things are NASTY)" Solranous asked cautiously, but O'Malley didn't hear him.
"Another favor, hmm?" Myrr hummed, not paying attention to the CPC part.
'Oh... I can't wait to see what he has in store.' she thought, making sure Solranous didn't hear.
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Post by Talon on Dec 15, 2007 22:09:29 GMT -5
((Hence why they have such a long charge time))
Shortly after O'Malley had left, a large explosion came from upstairs, and O'Malley's muffled voice could be heard screaming profanity. The sound of more repairs followed after, with some mechanical grumbling.
Then, there was a knock on one of the doors, and Shive's voice could be heard, saying,
"A doorbell?! What the hell? What good is a doorbell?"
The door opened, and Shive walked in whistling innocently. He had a large bag slung over his shoulder, and he walked past Myrr and Solranous calmly, still whistling.
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Post by Azure_Ghidorah on Dec 15, 2007 22:28:15 GMT -5
Solranous was VERY suspicious now, first his daughter, and now Shive? Something was going down, and he had the feeling he had no say in it.
"...Alright, I'll bite, why the hell do you have that large bag slung over your shoulder like Santa Claus, Shive? Getting a little too festive in the Christmas spirit?"
"Talk about the pot calling the kettle black." Myrr muttered unnoticably. She was wondering just what Shive was up to as well. 'At least I managed to get the mistletoe. I knew he still had a fresh one somewhere, he always gets one for the Christmas season.'
"And by the way, how the hell did you manage to convince O'Malley to fix my house up?" Solranous asked his second question.
"And what is with all the racket!? Can't I get a decent nap around here?" a fourth voice spoke as Kisara walked in. She stared at Myrr suspiciously, wondering who the half dragon was.
"She's my daughter from a future that will never be, now." Solranous explained to her, hearing her thoughts on Myrr.
'Well, that clears that up.' Kisara thought. She still didn't get an explanation for the noise though.
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Post by Talon on Dec 15, 2007 22:37:31 GMT -5
O'Malley could be heard from above, yelling,
"I'm trying to build this goddamn weapon, and the damn particle drive exploded!"
Shive shrugged, then replied,
"Think of the warehouse as an early Christmas present."
"As for the bag... well, you'll just have to wait for that." He replied, grinning innocently.
He ran upstairs, and shortly after, O'Malley and Shive were heard screaming at eachother. The screaming died down, and the sounds of O'Malley building returned. Shive came stumbling back downstairs, empty-handed. When Solranous wasn't looking, Shive sneaked a thumbs-up to Myrr.
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Post by Azure_Ghidorah on Dec 15, 2007 23:05:09 GMT -5
Myrr snickered lowly when Shive gave her a thumbs up, the preparations were going as planned and their... *Ahem* 'victims' were still unaware of exactly what was going on. This would undoubtedly be the best Christmas ever. Solranous was metaphorically scratching his head at the strange events going on, Shive had forgotten to answer his question about O'Malley. That, or he didn't hear it, but he was sure he made himself clear...
...
He had a bad feeling he was going to be very embarressed come Christmas.
'This may potentially be the worst Christmas ever.' Solranous thought, unknowningly when Myrr had thought the exact opposite. He bit his lower lip. This was like a puzzle with too few pieces. He had to not only find the missing pieces, but also put together the complete set before an unspecified deadline, which he assumed would be Christmas Eve or Christmas day. If he had hair, the amount of puzzles like this that he had gone through would have turned each strand of hair on his body gray. Why did life have to be so confusing?
He rubbed his temples from stress and annoyance. This was getting very confusing, and he doubted he would get anymore answers from Shive or Myrr... This was going to be difficult...
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Post by Talon on Dec 15, 2007 23:14:43 GMT -5
As Shive leaned against the wall, he pondered multiple things about the next two weeks. His and Myrr's plan, everyone's presents, and-
He suddenly gasped for breath as he collapsed onto his knees, shuddering violently. His pupils shrank as he thought,
HOLY S***... Where is that massive energy coming from? It's not Daedalus, it's-it's... necromantic energy...
He wheezed again as his panting caused him to drool on the floor a bit, sweating rather badly now. He clutched at his head, moaning,
"It's too strong.. there's too damn much of it! Where is it coming from?!"
The Hollow started laughing, asking
WHAT is this wonderful stuff I'm feeling? It's so uplifting! I feel so energized!
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Post by Azure_Ghidorah on Dec 15, 2007 23:59:43 GMT -5
Myrr's heart suddenly clenched, something is going on, something very bad. Solranous could feel it, too, and one sniff almost made him puke.
"Necromancy! Some one is manipulating the dead, or is becoming undead!" Solranous growled lowly. He hated the stench, and he hated the result even more, to kill something that is already dead is next to impossible. He had felt it before... In Ruin Mode. A form of necromancy is what gave his Ruin Mode such a high pain tolerance and it's healing abilities, as well as its immunity to disease. While he wasn't a true undead being when he transformed, it was still there.
...Was he perhaps the cause? No, that's impossible. Whatever it was, it had to be dealt with... Assuming he could find it...
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Post by Talon on Dec 16, 2007 12:59:24 GMT -5
The feeling soon passed, and Shive vomited as he rose to his feet, gasping.
"That's some strong magic right-"
Shive was about to finish, when his nostrils flared and he caught whiff of something else. His eyes widnened, and he started turning a bit white. He rushed over to the windows, and a trickle of sweat ran down his face as he realized the sun was setting.
"Oh god no... not THOSE... not here..."
Shive suddenly got a look of geniune fear as he ran over to the lights and turned them on as high as they would go, then he ran through the warehouse, turning on any and all lights he could find.
"I don't care if this place glows like the damn sun! I am NOT letting those damn things in here..." He muttered, eyes wide.
He walked back downstairs calmly, but with the same fear-stricken look on his face. He walked over silently to the windows and began scanning the outside world frantically, not uttering a single word.
I don't want to worry the others... as long as we keep the lights on, and no one goes outside, we're fine... He thought.
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