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Post by VINCENT GARLAND on Feb 17, 2013 22:19:21 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true]don't ever look back. Darken skies, roaring thunder, flashing lightning and noise makers from monsters to machinery where ever you look can be found in these Thunderplains. There is one dominate machine on land that serves the average civilian’s needs and that was great invention. Aside from air travel through airships, there’s also land travel with trains, regular ships for the sea and everything else in-between. Among these trains, there’s in particular that is heading straight for Drasill and the dear jack-of-trades orange-haired wanderer is riding in it. With no huge reason, only just there was a few high paying jobs in the area and nothing complicated to it this time.
The real special thing this time for Vincent is, with no real danger going around him, he can truly relax or at least a little bit. Sure, some are still after him because of his meddling but everyone has to kick at least and this was his. He came from the station up in the King’s Hold and he’s been sitting through station after station and station to get to his destination. It can be as a boring experience for some but he gets to catch up on sleep, his reading in the newspapers and free food. Because even resting is required for the challenges ahead or so how Vincent mentally tells himself, it was from his teacher’s words after all. Though sometimes, at night when he really knows he’s alone, he takes out the letter Leonardo gave to him to read over word by word all over again. Even Vincent needs to reteach himself to never stray from his path, never again.
For the time being, Vincent is currently sleeping in the middle of the day if can call it middle of the day in this country. He was one of the regular passenger cars, probably second-class and he was snoozing away in his chair. He ignored all of the noises that were going on around him but oddly he will wake up if the stewardess offers him something or if he feels threatened. And just to complete this scene, he even placed some newspaper on the top of head just so the flashing lightning wouldn't have bothered. Oh, he truly felt at peace. Question is, how long will that peace last? | | | [newclass=.pic]-moz-box-shadow: 5px 5px 5px #888; -webkit-box-shadow: 5px 5px 5px #888; box-shadow: 5px 5px 5px #888; width: 90px; height: 90px; margin: 0 auto 5 auto; border-radius: 10px;[/newclass][newclass=.pic img]border-radius: 7.5px; width: 90px; height: 90px; [/newclass] |
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Post by Aschela Sakiyurai on Feb 18, 2013 0:48:20 GMT -5
| [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=style, vertical-align: top;] | | The red head was on her way back to Opheil. She and her brother had been in Gladiolus for a small period of time looking for jobs themselves and had finished the information job they had. However, the trip has seemed more like a nightmare to Aschela. She had spent most of the time caring for her brother who had managed to get a pretty bad hangover. It had pissed her off to no end that she had to do it since she had deliberately warned him that it would happen.
Thankfully she had gotten him medicine and it was working or so it seemed. He liked to use the medicine as an excuse for being "high". She had slapped him... hmm. She started counting in her head how many times she had slapped him on this adventure. She smirked a little as the counting just got higher and higher. She finally stopped for the sake of not embarrassing herself.
However, in the midst of the counting she had found herself lost among the train. Hmm... this wasn't her section. They were in the first class since Rikuto had "woo'd" the ladies. She highly doubted that had been the actual case since it wasn't above him to bribe someone. She would let him have his moment of glory however. For now she would just try and find her way back to the cabin where Rikuto was no doubt flirting again.
She was passing by several cabins on the train before a orange color entered her sight. Orange,... and spiky. There was only one person she knew with that color hair. Her body quickly moved to the cabin as she stuck her head inside. OH. MY. GOD. "If I don't say so myself. Guess you crawled out of your hole eh vincent?" she said crossing her arms.
She knew he was good enough that he could wake at any sound. She doubted he would stay asleep with her being there so she just waited. Oh, it was a good thing Rikuto wasn't with her after all. | [atrb=style, vertical-align: top;][atrb=style, background: #dcdcdc;]NOTES slow slow slow WORDS not available TAGS kyle CREDIT | | [cs=2] |
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Post by VINCENT GARLAND on Feb 20, 2013 19:50:10 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true]don't ever look back. Undisturbed solitude, two very beautiful words that can befall Vincent’s mind and probably those two words sound more enriching than any amount of gald he can think of. Not to say he actually enjoys it, but not having to worry about going into battle, no jobs, no anything. He can just kick back and relax in this calm before the storm, because he never knows when another storm might come. It’s required for him to fight, lie, and destroy daily for him live and survive. And for doing that for so long, he forgets what other things he can actually do. Which is he always likes to find jobs to do even farm once in a great while, it gives him peace of mind. But there was always one question that plagues his mind, is really enough? In that regard, it just gives him another question to solve in his long journey.
Questions aside, now was the better focus instead of wasting time on some good sleeping and eating. Well, at least it was until his ears perked to the sound of his cabin door opening. Now, what he first thought is that he was about to get another offering of drinks form the stewardess. However, what he got instead was a familiar voice and his brain cringed at the thought of hearing it again. Not because he hated this particular person but this can’t seem get out of Vincent’s mind. But there was no way in world he’d miss heard it from anyone else, it was Aschela.
She was a little red hell-raiser, and a person who Vincent unfortunately finds time and time again. She fights with on jobs, even competing against him, always aggravated him, and in simple terms she drove Vincent nuts. And as Vincent slowly moved the newspaper was planted on his head, he spotted the redhead herself. He sighed mentally in frustration and her comment didn’t make it any better. But then Vincent thought of something and figured if she likes to play, he’ll play too. By playing the tired traveler, he prepared to speak in a tired manner with his eyes all hung over in a sleepy daze. “Huh…? Oh, Aschela…you serving me drinks again? And you’re not in your bunny outfit, why is that?” | | | [newclass=.pic]-moz-box-shadow: 5px 5px 5px #888; -webkit-box-shadow: 5px 5px 5px #888; box-shadow: 5px 5px 5px #888; width: 90px; height: 90px; margin: 0 auto 5 auto; border-radius: 10px;[/newclass][newclass=.pic img]border-radius: 7.5px; width: 90px; height: 90px; [/newclass] |
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Post by Aschela Sakiyurai on Feb 25, 2013 1:06:59 GMT -5
| [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=style, vertical-align: top;] | | Ah yes, a hell raisers he was. She could bring it with the best of the best. She was a hell raiser and that was what she would always be. She was actually a nice little lady when it wasn't him. She sighed a bit as she waited for the other to wake up. She wondered what Rikuto would think of her now. She was with a boy and this one was a firecracker.
She growled however as soon as he started speaking. That son of a gun. She let out a deep hiss as she noticed a stewardess coming her way. Oh a bunny suit was it ? She moved out of the room digging in her pocket and grabbing a ten and laying it on the woman's tray grabbing a drink. She didn't care what was in it, since she wouldn't be drinking it.
She moved quickly back to the room. Holding the glass tight she opened the door again and put on a smile. "Of course Vince, I'd do anything for you. ANYTHING." she said moving closer. She smiled a bit before dumping the entire drink on him. "And that's.... thanks for my services. " she said with a smirk.
She waited for him to yell at her and do whatever it was that he would do. After all, he wasn't going to let her go with just that now was he? Of course not. She didn't expect him to just let her get away with it. Oh no... that would be way to boring. | [atrb=style, vertical-align: top;][atrb=style, background: #dcdcdc;]NOTES slow slow slow WORDS not available TAGS kyle CREDIT | | [cs=2] |
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Post by VINCENT GARLAND on Mar 19, 2013 16:28:12 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true]don't ever look back. It was mission complete for Vincent and from his little act it seemed to have quite well. He tried his very best to not bust in hysterical laughter. He can’t exactly pinpoint why he’s always as normal like an ordinary person or rather as emotional when he’s around this woman, but at least now he’s having some fun. Because there are far worse things that could or might happen in his life, it’s good to savor these moments. However, there was one small slight problem on Vincent’s retaliation; it worked too well.
When Vincent looked away from Aschela for a brief moment in order to maintain his little facade, he didn't that the real stewardess came around to his booth. Then he heard Aschela’s voice once more and she told something him about she’d do anything for him. Alone, it made Vincent break his acting face and placed on, a more suspicious aware face with his eyes all squinted. When he was about to look over to Aschela once more, a liquid instantly splashed all over his head and most of his upper body.
Wet and damp, Vincent quickly realized that this liquid is in fact his choice of alcohol. Not only had that, but he saw the real stewardess right nearby Aschela. His left eyebrow started to twitch from experiencing this realization onslaught and then he looked forward in front of him and started to laugh to lightly chuckle. He suddenly rose from his seat and simply letting the damp newspaper fall onto the floor. Chuckling still, he made his way over to the stewardess ignoring Aschela for the time being and grabbing a drink from the tray. Vincent looked over to the trouble redhead where his chuckling stopped as he begun to speak to her, “Oh Smoking Ash…you forgot your TIP!” His tone was at first pleasant but it hid a more stressed undertone, but his tone wasn't thing that was noticeable. The next thing his he did after speaking to her was to throw a drink at her this time around. Because to Vincent one thing for sure, that this means war. | | | [newclass=.pic]-moz-box-shadow: 5px 5px 5px #888; -webkit-box-shadow: 5px 5px 5px #888; box-shadow: 5px 5px 5px #888; width: 90px; height: 90px; margin: 0 auto 5 auto; border-radius: 10px;[/newclass][newclass=.pic img]border-radius: 7.5px; width: 90px; height: 90px; [/newclass] |
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Post by Aschela Sakiyurai on Mar 28, 2013 23:14:01 GMT -5
| [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=style, vertical-align: top;] | | Well, honestly she felt a lot better now. She didn't really know why but when she was around the blonde everything was just easier. He made her feel better even when she was having a rather bad day. And she had to face it, she was having a really bad day. She let out a soft sigh and let a rather devious smirk cross her features. She knew that the other wouldn't be to happy with her after all. This was Vincent that she was talking about.
Her hues flicked to the other as he now laid socked by the alcohol she had managed to dump all over him. She frowned though as he seemed to only twitch for a moment. She had wanted him to suffer longer. But when he let his paper fall to the floor she knew he wasn't going to play it easy today. She didn't expect him to either. He wouldn't be himself if he didn't have some comeback. But seeing him soaked did make him look rather appealing...
OH GOD.
What was this? She didn't understand what had just crossed through her mind. She knew she didn't like the other like that. She all ready had one male she had to take care of. She didn't need yet another. Thinking of that! She needed to get back to Rikuto! She wondered if he was awake yet. In the middle of her thought train she didn't notice Vincent as he moved past her and grabbed yet another drink from the now flustered stewardess.
It was only when he spoke her name that she turned. She rose a brow at his comment before the drink came in contact with her skin and outfit. It was enough of a surprise for her to let out a shriek of displeasure and surprise. "VINCENT!" she screamed his name. If it was possible her eyes would of spiked in anger. "YOU ARE GOING TO DIE FOR THAT!" she growled before throwing the glass in her hand.
Only after it was free did she realize how big of a mistake that was. She could hurt vincent since it was glass, and not only that. If he moved the glass would crash into the stewardess. Her eyes widened and her hands moved to her mouth. A gasp came but this one was for a totally different reason. | [atrb=style, vertical-align: top;][atrb=style, background: #dcdcdc;]NOTES ooooops WORDS not available TAGS kyle CREDIT | | [cs=2] |
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Post by VINCENT GARLAND on Apr 14, 2013 15:25:16 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true]don't ever look back. Good old Vincent finally got his payback on her and it tasted so very sweet. Finally gets to his results in full glory and all. The expression she had on her face was simply priceless to Vincent’s eyes and the shriek just the orange haired man smirk. It all going according plan to him and he is eager at this point to finish his little war with that red-head. He thought about throwing another shot of alcohol at her and making the damage even worse. Yet, something strange happened to him before he can even follow through with his next plan of attack and he couldn't understand why.
It happened when he stuck his tongue at her after he made his little smirk. Vincent he began thinking that she was pretty cute and quite attractive from this sight. The thought simply left him widen eyed and in an almost flustered daze and it lead him to forget about Ash completely. Vincent tried convincing himself that it wasn't the case with Ash and that she’s one of the most dislikable people Vincent has ever met. However, during his daze he regrettably tuned out Ash’s screams of rage. Only when heard the line, “YOU’RE GOING TO DIE FOR THAT”, his attention was finally grasped. And as it turns out a flying piece was coming straight toward his face.
Unfortunately for Vincent, he didn't exactly react too much in time and the flying shot glass hits its mark. As to where the flying shot glass landed? It was right in the dead center of Vincent’s forehead. The glass made a very clean hit and it also made poor Vincent go off balance and fell backward to the train car’s floor. Groaning, he was laid flat on the floor into a bigger daze than he had before. It goes to show, that it really wasn't Vincent’s day. | | | [newclass=.pic]-moz-box-shadow: 5px 5px 5px #888; -webkit-box-shadow: 5px 5px 5px #888; box-shadow: 5px 5px 5px #888; width: 90px; height: 90px; margin: 0 auto 5 auto; border-radius: 10px;[/newclass][newclass=.pic img]border-radius: 7.5px; width: 90px; height: 90px; [/newclass] |
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Post by Aschela Sakiyurai on Apr 17, 2013 16:12:19 GMT -5
| [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=style, vertical-align: top;] | | Well it was a good day until he seemed to show up. She was now soaked in alcohol and she didn't like it. Not at all. She probably smelt horrible now, well... at least she wasn't the only one that smelt this way. She had after all dumped a drink on Vincent as well unknowing that the alcohol she had dumped on him turned out to be his favorite kind. For Ash, she really didn't care to drink much and when she did it was very light drinking.
The red head had never been a fan of being drunk. She had seen the consequences from her brother's behaviors. She didn't want to give anyone the satisfaction that she could be controlled easily. The girl was to strong headed to let anything like that happen to her. So whenever her brother or this idiot drank she didn't do anything at all. But now she smelled like an alcoholic thanks to him!
It made her so mad, and now she couldn't control her anger. She wanted to hurt him and she wanted to hurt him good. She hissed a bit and before she knew it she released the glass from her hand not thinking about the consequences of her actions. Once it was loose though there was nothing that she could do. She watched in horror as the glass struck the blonde right between his eyes dead center on his forehead. She watched as time seemed to slow down painfully.
She watched as the glass shattered against his forehead and the tall male sink to the ground in a non graceful matter. She was frozen for a few moment as his body hit the floor and glass fell all around as well. The stewardess moved first to him asking if he was okay. That seemed to bring her back enough to feel an anger in her blood. She moved forward quickly pushing the girl out of her way.
"Move it." she said flatly before quickly kneeling beside him. "Shit that is bad." she hissed. She was more mad at herself than anything. She quickly snatched a towel from the woman. "Go get someone to help." she growled more angrily then she should have. She looked back at him trying to get the class off and dabbed his forehead some. "Damn it Vincent..." she mumbled but the hate in her voice was gone and her voice shook.
"Look what I did..." she whispered. She didn't know why it hurt that she was the reason he was hurt. She noticed that she had cut her hands a bit on the glass but she ignored that. "I'm sorry... I'm sorry Vincent." she whispered. She felt horrible and even worse she felt like she was going to cry. She had all ready done something stupid, she didn't need to cry now too.. | [atrb=style, vertical-align: top;][atrb=style, background: #dcdcdc;]NOTES ;A; oh vincent don't dieee WORDS not available TAGS kyle CREDIT | | [cs=2] |
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