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Post by Adrian on Aug 8, 2008 1:06:00 GMT -5
". . .You're welcome."
She seemed to almost sigh out the words with a bit of relief, not wanting to have anyone angry with her. But of course she had no clue Isaak likely wanted her dead. Or the fact that Dietrich had probably just sentenced her to deat through touch. If his trings had tried to enter her body, they would find a stifling resistence that had the force of nature behind it to keep his influences at bay.
"So, so is everything alright between us now? I don't want to have you upset with me if there's anything I can do to help it."
Both hands went back to her sides.
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Post by Luka on Aug 8, 2008 1:25:13 GMT -5
The boy's hands dropped back down to his sides as well, but only for a moment before one hand strayed up to fiddle with a lock of hair. "I think everything is dandy between us. I hope you can understand where I was coming from though..." His smile toned down so that the wattage wasn't blinding. "I'm sure you understand how important Lord Cain is to me...and how it would feel if suddenly I couldn't be around him anymore."
Needless to say some devastation would occur. Not only to Dietrich's feelings but to anything in range.
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Post by Adrian on Aug 8, 2008 11:38:51 GMT -5
"I'll understand the best I can."
Samantha replied with a small smile for the other, before looking away for a moment or two with her lively green eyes. When she did it allowed the Green-haired girl to realize the fact she possessed rather custom clothing. It had actually evolved since the time she had put it on earlier today. The look of amazement entered her facial expression as she poked with her left finger at her right arm.
Just what exactly was going on here?
Not much time was wasted on the revealing the secret as a tiny black vine grew outward from the RKO uniform which was no longer a standard uniform. If anything, she now had just as much decoration as a senior member on the black outfit. Moving around slightly as if it were a new life freshly spawned, the black vine suddenly sprouted a bulb the size of one's pinky finger that bloomed into a vicious little creature with rows upon rows of miniature serated teeth that glistened slightly in the light.
". . .Oh dear. Stop that!"
Just from hearing her command the strange creature that lived inside her clothing had vanished back inside the weavings of cotton. Or whatever material the RKO bought for it's junior member uniforms. But how would Dietrich react? Had Isaak become close enough yet to witness this yet? And what about Samantha? Not every young girl, who was only a day old in her situation, had clothing that came to life. On the other hand the number of girls in her situation was likely under a severe limitation.
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Post by Luka on Aug 9, 2008 1:45:57 GMT -5
Severe limitation of YOUNG, PRETTY GIRLS IN THE RKO? Unheard of! Why nearly every DAY the RKO had a swarm of young, talented contestants parading through their offices, filling the air with their incessant chirping and lung-searing hairspray fumes. It would explain the constant tired/satisfied look that seemed constantly stamped on the member's faces. Interviews had to be done RIGHT! Conducted with the utmost ferocity thoroughness!
Dietrich only seemed to laugh slightly at the display, his fingers wriggling slightly. "How cute," he muttered, "It almost looks like Ko--"
"Stop what?" a deep voice demanded, one that lacked it's earlier dry humor. Now, Isaak sounded as if he were all business. Maybe his cookies had burned. "Don't tell me you've already gone and---oh." His words dropped away as he saw Samantha still alive and well. "...it looks like you've been getting along then...from what I can see."
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Post by Adrian on Aug 9, 2008 11:19:58 GMT -5
At hearing Isaak's rather professional tone, she snapped to attention like a tiny soldier. Not much of a fault considering she had never heeard him speak in such a way before in her life. For this reason she also turned to face him, briefly putting her back to Dietrich. Of course she meant no disrespect to the Marionettenspieler, this action dealth purely with giving this Ebony-haired man the attention he deserved from a suboordinate. For some reason she felt this might lead to her seeing Helga & the others again soon. Samantha missed how kindly they had treated her in comparison to how everyone but Cain seemed like they were one step short of trying to end her life completely.
"Don't worry Isaak we're getting along fine! I was just talking to my uniform."
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Post by Luka on Aug 10, 2008 1:55:13 GMT -5
Dietrich didn't mind that she turned her back on him and merely gave a small chuckle under his breath at the girl's reaction to Isaak.
"Yes, Isaak-ou, we're getting along wonderfully. I think this may be the beginning of a long, understanding relationship..." A hand moved over his mouth as if to cover a coy smile of sorts.
Isaak's expression remained stoic, almost acting as if he hadn't even heard what Dietrich said. "Talking to your uniform?" he repeated before muttering something under his breath about at least she had kept it on. "Fine." He turned his back on her, his long hair swishing slightly behind him. "We really should continue with...this...-tour-." There was a different note in the Mage's voice, almost as if he was in a hurry, or had something on his mind.
The pace at which he walked down the hallway was a swift one, his long coat rippling slightly. "On your left and right you will see doors. Traditionally these doors lead to rooms."
Dietrich followed up behind Samantha, supplementing Isaak's bland version with his own in a creepy tone. "We don't even know what's in most of these rooms...no one knows what even happened to the original people who built it, but one thing is clear...There were no survivors."
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Post by Adrian on Aug 10, 2008 12:47:25 GMT -5
Samantha wasn't deaf, she could hear things that were muttered under the breath of others! Unfortunately understanding exactly what was meant by the comment was another story. It left her puzzled while following the Panzer Magier on the lackluster tour. Just what exactly had the normally unbothered man in such a hurry? Even she could pick up on his sarcasic little comment about doors, lading to a tiny chuckle. For better or worse, this ressurrected her curiousity in a rather large way. Not to mention she tried using it to distract herself from Dietrich's words since they were starting to frighten her.
"Isaak, is Dietrich telling the truth?"
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Post by Luka on Aug 10, 2008 19:01:16 GMT -5
"What we do know about the original crew is that they most likely worked on Spencer Mansion as well. Crests and all that." Isaak waved his hand dismissively. It certainly would explain why thus far neither of the people hauling Samantha around had actually walked her places.
"Isaak-ou is the Master of Unlocking..."
The ebony haired man turned to glance over his shoulder at the girl. "People come and go here all the time. Most likely they've just moved on to a better place."
Said in a pleasant enough manner it seemed as if the Magician was trying to ease her worries.
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Post by Adrian on Aug 10, 2008 19:49:04 GMT -5
Samantha did not find their reference entirely explanatory of the situation at hand. Not to mention that not even the post author knew what Spencer Mansion was either. For this reason she only seemed even more confused until Isaak tried to comfort her. Just the effort alone made her feel a little bit better about the whole tour thing. However the fact remained that without an escort, she would be the only one of the RKO who had to walk these halls to reach another location. After all she had no clue as to the method of learning teleportation.
"What's Spencer Mansion?"
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Post by Luka on Aug 10, 2008 20:04:34 GMT -5
Both Isaak and Dietrich stopped short, each one looking at her silently. It was hard to imagine either of them with a controller in their hands but IT WAS POSSIBLE. . .
"Ah...our neighbors." Isaak answered after a few seconds as he turned back around to continue his forward path. "Very eccentric people..."
"Not quiet, upstanding folks like us."
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Post by Adrian on Aug 12, 2008 20:06:50 GMT -5
"Are you afraid of what might happen if you went into some unknown room? I don't think it could be that bad. . .whatever it is you think is in this place."
The girl replied with a surprisingly brave nature as she turned away from the two senior male members of which niether had a grey hair. Yet. Walking over to one of the doors they had passed, she grabbed the doorknob with her hand. Just what force on earth possessed her to tempt fate? Death did not entirely factor into her young mind, for this girl did not even know what a controller even was in the first place. Only the chamber she was born in & what little of this building she had seen were known to the girl.
At least it seemed that way.
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Post by Luka on Aug 12, 2008 21:05:12 GMT -5
"Nein."
"What? Afraid?"
. . .
"NO NOT THAT ONE!"
"MAGE, DO SOMETHING!"
As if bidden by the GODS THEMSELVES...the door seemed to open readily. Too readily. And at just the wrong moment. Just as the seal between reality and insanity was broken, an ecstatic voice drifted out of the room.
"What what time it is, Sieglinde!? SEXY PARTY TI--"
Two pairs of gloved hands slapped on the door, slamming it shut before the phrase could finish. A moment later an arm wrapped around the girl's waist as she was given a hard tug and practically tucked to someone's side. Heavy footsteps were muffled only a little as both the Panzer Magier and Marionettenspieler beat a path down the hallway, running as if their life depended on it. Just as an inquisitive "Hmm~?" sounded in the hallway behind them, they rounded a corner, dropping out of sight.
Isaak held a hand to Samantha's mouth, both he and Dietrich pressing themselves against the wall at their backs as they caught their breath.
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Post by Adrian on Aug 12, 2008 21:36:55 GMT -5
Well this was INTERESTING!
Certainly the girl had never foreseen such an event taking place within the RKO HQ. Hearing the voice of Melchior had only increased her curiousity. Not to mention the fact she had heard Seiglinde's name mentioned. If only she were aloud to finally meet the girl at last! But alas, the Panzer Magier along with the Marionettenspieler had probably done something she would never quite understand. The first time in her life & likely the last time these two would ever protect her from anything ever. Should Samantha ever come to understand this, Isaak might have felt a smile against his hand.
But she didn't understand, so she only stayed silent as the three of them stayed out of sight.
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Post by Luka on Aug 13, 2008 3:22:24 GMT -5
Well if there was one person neither of them wanted to mess with, it was Melchior. A shudder went through the pair as the thought of what might have been going on in that room tried to surface. After making sure the coast was clear, Isaak released Samantha, his hands snapping away mechanically. They immediately went to his suit, making sure every wrinkle was smoothed out.
"That was pretty close..." Dietrich breathed out, leaning over slightly to put his hands on his knees. After taking a deep breath he looked up at the girl. "Don't ever go see him alone." Whether or not this was said because it was simply fact or whether out of real concern for her welfare was unclear.
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Post by Adrian on Aug 13, 2008 3:55:24 GMT -5
"A Sexy party is bad?"
Of course this was coming from the girl who did not understand what sexy even meant at all. Correction: she knew what sexy was due to meeting Cain, but did not know there was any word to descrive it. Thusly explained the following few moments were spent with watching for signs of emotion that made it clear how they felt right now. Samantha still had no understanding of why anyone feared Melchior, only knowing that he really liked his girlfriend Seiglinde.
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