We Are Our Avatars VIII: Interdimensional Jaunt. (Closed up, thanks for playing.)

[DotSlash]

[color=ff7777] [small] "I-It's fine.... um..." [/small] [/color] Amelia sighed as she stepped away from the doorway. After a moment or two, she sat herself down on the side of the bed and began scratching behind her horn again. [color=ff7777] [small] "So uh... what you s-saw was... something kind of... um... sacred... so could you promise not to scan me again... or if you do, don't tell me about it?" [/small] [/color] Amelia asked first, looking toward Samus, still seeming embarrassed.

The rapier vibrated faintly as Amelia spoke.

 

[Gearhead mk2]

Samus noticed the rapier moving, then took off her helmet and looked Amelia in the eye. "I am sorry. I didn't know it was important to you."

 

[Outisakanobody]

Seras stood silently in the room.

 

[DotSlash]

[color=ff7777] [small] "Sorry, but when you do that... it's l-l-like.. u-uh... I..." [/small] [/color] Amelia stuttered a bit before sighing, giving up on the sentence before looking toward her sword. [color=ff7777] [small] "Well, you asked about the sword... so... um.... this is gonna sound weird, but this sword is kinda.... my boyfriend..." [/small] [/color] Amelia said, her cheecks flushing bright red as she spoke.

 

[Gearhead mk2]

Samus processed that for a second. "You are in a relationship... with your sword..."

 

[Outisakanobody]

"Excuse me?" Seras asked a bit quietly.

 

[DotSlash]

[color=ff7777] [small] "Uh, NO! Wait... Y-Yes? NONO!? ....I.... Uh... He.. Uh-It's..." [/small] [/color] The sheepgirl looked extremely flustered and constantly fumbled over her words before the rapier vibrated again, for a good few moments. Amelia sighed a bit before taking the sword out of the sheath and sighing. [color=ff7777] [small] "Um.... He... Our relationship is... uh... c-complicated.... I think it'd be best if he told you himself..." [/small] [/color]

Amelia slowly pulled out the rapier and began to glow red for a few moments before the glow washed over Amelia and she began to shrink, while the sword began to grow in size, eventually forming a humanoid form with a tail. After a few moments, the sword was revealed to be a gray-furred wolf-morph male, standing at around 6'5" and looking majestic in a uniform easily identifiable as from the same company as Amelia. Amelia's form would have changed into one of a broadsword with the same ruby in the hilt. "Right...." The wolf said with a sigh, though his voice somewhat boomed and echoed in the small room. "It would be best if I just let you ask questions, I presume." He sat on the bed, making it creak. His voice would carry a French accent much like Amelia's as well.

 

[FPSfanatic]

There would be a knock on the door, followed by the query "Oi, your friend Rozzie said I was supposed to escort you lot to the teleporta room. You lads in there?"


OoC: woo, made it to 100 pages!

 

[Outisakanobody]

Seras backed away from Amelia as her light show went off, then blinked at the wolf that was suddenly there. "Where...where did she...?" she asked, very befuddled by this.

 

[Drakmorg]

"I take enough breaks already." Jess insisted in reply to Ness. Looking back over the lobby, she sighed as none of the people she noticed seemed like who she was looking for and made to sit down. She locked in place, halfway between sitting and standing, as she noticed the young man in armor walking over to her and waited to hear his response to Ness' question.

 

[Gearhead mk2]

Samus was taken aback by this. "What?! You were... you were an inanimate object! How is this possible?"

 

[DotSlash]

The wolf grinned as he noticed the knock on the doorway. "Well, can't have these people thinking I ate my girlfriend or something. The explaining'll have to wait until later." He lifted the broadsword up and smirked. "Sorry, my dear, but you're going to need to come back out of your shell." The broadsword vibrated in a low tone before the glow washed over the two people once again. This time, Amelia appeared out of the small light show with the rapier in hand. She turned to the doorway and stood up to answer it. [color=ff7777] [small] "W-We're fine... We're coming out now!" [/small] [/color] She replied, opening the doorway.

 

[Outisakanobody]

Seras walked over to Amelia and gently touched her on the shoulder, as if wondering if she was really there.

 

[Gearhead mk2]

Samus put her helmet back on and followed Amelia to the door, still trying to work through what just happened.

 

[DotSlash]

Amelia blinked and looked back toward Seras as she was tapped. Her cheeks were still a little bit red as she tilted her head a bit. [color=ff7777] [small] "Wh-What is it...?" [/small] [/color] Contrary to what Seras might believe at the moment, tapping Amelia provided a realistic response of touching uniform fabric and the flesh underneath it.

 

[Outisakanobody]

"Uuuuuhhh...n-nothing..." Seras said as she stared at Amelia some more.

 

[FPSfanatic]

Lauren would be standing, in full battle rattle. this would include thick combat boots, fishnet stockings over shin guards, armor plated thighs, chest body armor with a nice amount of pouches over the front, a belt with a number of technological doodads on them, long sleeved shirt with some elbow guards sewn on, the typical predator bracers, and gloves with the fingers removed, leaving bare fingers. She had a strange tube of some sort with a strange twistable barrel at one end, with a welded on grip and bare metal trigger on the other. She also had a backpack brimming with all sorts of things weighing her down. "alright then, I'm supposed to be heading with you lot to the land of fun and games while the rest of the contract gets negotiated. Guess you'll be stuck with my fun hatin' arse for a while."

[hr]

The paladin nodded, smiling beatifically. "Indeed my lady. I am Sir Reginald Purehearted, of the sacred order of the rose. I am to be your escort through the market place, and a few areas only our dignitaries are allowed to visit. You must simply state what you'd like visit or examine, and I will happily lead the way. I assume you and your friend would first like to visit the market?"

 

[DotSlash]

Amelia blinked twice as she looked toward Lauren and she gave the predator a quick nod. [color=ff7777] [small] "A-Alright..." [/small] [/color] She paused for another moment before tilting her head. [color=ff7777] [small] "Wait... a contract...?" [/small] [/color]

She began to frown a bit as Seras continued to stare at her. [color=ff7777] [small] "....Please stop..." [/small] [/color]

[hr]

Ness smiled and nodded toward the paladin calmly. [color=666666] "Well, thank you in advance, ....Sir Purehearted." [/color]
[color=ff4599] [/color]
[color=666666] Part of me hopes that that name wasn't chosen. [/color]
[color=ff4599] [/color]
[color=666666] ....You don't even breathe, shut up. [/color]

[color=666666] "Well, you're the envoy here, Jess. Are we heading there first?" [/color] She asked, looking back to her companion.

 

[Drakmorg]

Hearing an affirmative reply, Jess pushed herself up off the chair and back into a full standing position. "Well I didn't get a tour just to half-ass seeing things, so let's see as much as we're allowed." She commented initially. "And sure, let's see this 'market' first, why not?" She gave Reginald a quick glance-over as she spoke. I'd think it was odd that a tour guide is wearing armor like that... But hey, maybe that's just how they do things around here...

 

[FPSfanatic]

"Contracts, treaties, pacts, whatever the limp wristed politicians come up with. All the same to me."

[hr]

Reginald nodded. "Come with me then, dear ladies, and let me show you the wonders of the market!" Reginald said, unaware of any sort of negative opinion. He turned to exit the lobby, confident the two would follow him.

Jess might note that the paint for Reginald's armor was applied liberally on, and seemed recent. Some areas had been missed, around the shoulder plating, and revealed more battlescarred plating.