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The Ace of Spades Joined: 7 May 2006 Posts: 398 | Posted: Wed Mar 21, 2007 2:02 pm | Characters: All for this theme; By The Ace of Spades: This theme, Any theme The shout echoed through the halls of the ship, reverberating off the metal walls. There was a certain panicked, almost screechy quality to it; the woman who'd yelled had a similar look on her face.
"SAVAGE!" She stood facing the crew's shared closet for an instant longer, then grabbed something from one of the hangers and ran. She made no effort to be quiet-- her footseps could have been heard from anywhere in the ship. So her appearance in the utility room* a few moments later would have come as no surprise to anyone standing in it. "Savage," she screamed again as she rounded the corner, certain that she would find him inside finishing up the last of the laundry, "you idiot!" She held the offending article of clothing out to him in one gloved hand, as though there were something he could do to make it right. "You idiot," she repeated, her voice rising in volume. "You ain't supposed to put it in the dryer, Savage!" Her voice was, by this point, near a wail; her clothing was one thing she couldn't stand being taken care of poorly. (Besides, with her clothing, there was little margin for error.) "You've went and shrunk my shirt!" OOC:*or wherever the heck they do laundry |
Melia Stahlflugel Joined: 4 Aug 2005 Posts: 613 | Posted: Wed Mar 21, 2007 2:31 pm | Characters: All for this theme; By Melia Stahlflugel: This theme, Any theme OOC:Name it "Session One -- Layla" you silly xD Because it's an awesome song, and this session's when they meet Layla and stuff.
Carrot sticking out of his mouth, Savage answered the shrieking Esme, "Hm... Really? I couldn't tell. Looks the same to me..." He proceeded to load the washer with even more of every one's clothes. He reached for the utility room TV remote, which was on a shelf above his head. He felt around until he found it, then clicked the TV on. "AMIGO!!" The man yelled. "Wonder if there are any good bounties up," Eliot mumbled. "It's time for BIG SHOT, the show that brings you information about fugitives!" His partner, a woman, said on the telivision, waving a fake pistol. "Well, first up for today is this girl! She looks quite gentle, but don't be fooled: this girl's wanted by two different groups!" "Oh~ Why~? She looks so cute! I just want to pinch her cheeks!" The man sighed. "Anyways, this is her picture." A picture appeared on the telivision of an Asian-looking girl with long, black hair with green tips. "Both the ISSP and the Black Cat Gang are offering 40,000 Woolong, so, Bounty Hunters, it's up to you who to give her to once you track her down." Eliot narrowed his eyes. "Well... that's not much, but..." The refrigerator across the room's door creaked open ominously. "We have absolutely no more food..." Indeed, the fridge was completely empty. There wasn't even any butter, ketchup, or refrigerator deoderant. OOC:Found on Wiki that one Woolong is equal to .008612 dollars... So, the bounty is only about $345 >__> |
| The Ace of Spades Joined: 7 May 2006 Posts: 398 | Posted: Wed Mar 21, 2007 2:43 pm | Characters: All for this theme; By The Ace of Spades: This theme, Any theme Esmeralda pouted, glancing at the fridge. "Great," she said, "then you'll be able to buy me a new shirt." She looked down at the sad scrap of cloth in her hands, which was only the tiniest bit smaller than it had been before. "Ain't gonna fit," she muttered darkly, removing the shirt she was wearing without any hesitation-- she had on a bra, which covered only the bare essentials and didn't even meet in the front, but she didn't mind-- and slipped on the new one.
She glanced back up at the photo on the screen. Great, she thought, it's another girl. There was no telling when you were traveling around with a group of men; a pretty bounty could throw them entirely off track. "Look," she said, walking up close to Eliot. "You gone and ruined it." She tugged on the two sides, which were having trouble meeting in the middle. "It ain't big enough," she pouted, standing there for a few moments and trying to make it stretch enough to button it without tearing the fabric. |
| Melia Stahlflugel Joined: 4 Aug 2005 Posts: 613 | Posted: Wed Mar 21, 2007 2:56 pm | Characters: All for this theme; By Melia Stahlflugel: This theme, Any theme "I am not spending my money on you. Don't complain about my laundry job unless you're going to do it yourself." Savage shrugged. "It's not that much smaller... Just use some more of your extra-sticky double-sided tape, you skank." He chuckled and smirked at the last comment.
He glanced up at the screen. It must be the girl's ISSP photo, as she was in some kind of uniform, and looked rather uncomfortable... and... sad. But she was still beautiful, and Savage smiled a little as he looked up at the TV. His expression quickly changed to a frown when he realized, If we wanna eat, we have to bring her in... He clicked the TV off, then threw the remote back up onto the shelf it had been on before. |
| The Ace of Spades Joined: 7 May 2006 Posts: 398 | Posted: Wed Mar 21, 2007 3:05 pm | Characters: All for this theme; By The Ace of Spades: This theme, Any theme Esme's eyes narrowed when she caught sight of Eliot's face. She had been planning on making some lewd comment about compensating him for all the hard work he was putting in, but his expression changed her train of thought entirely. She dropped her hands to her sides, forgetting about her shirt, which was now hanging rather precariously without her to hold it closed. "I know that look," she said teasingly, all anger forgotten. She glanced up at the screen, getting one final look at the girl before the television was turned off. "She's pretty, huh?" |
| Melia Stahlflugel Joined: 4 Aug 2005 Posts: 613 | Posted: Wed Mar 21, 2007 3:16 pm | Characters: All for this theme; By Melia Stahlflugel: This theme, Any theme He sighed. "Shut up. It doesn't matter if she's pretty, we need to bring her in if we want to eat." But then again, she was just a picture now... He knew that he'd have a harder time with this when they went after her in person.
Suddenly, he remembered something. "Oh shit!" He ran over and turned the TV back on as fast as possible. "...Mars, performing in various venues as a pianist, singer, or guitar player." "Wow, she's talented!" "Indeed! But with the sheer number of places like that, you'll certainly have a hard time." "Oh~ that's true. The reports say that she never stays in one place for too long." "So unless you have good luck and run into her, cowboys, you might not be able to find this one!!" Eliot switched the TV off again. He gnawed on his carrot absentmindedly. "Well, she's on Mars, right below our feet, practically. But... we might not even see her at all. But I think it's worth a chance." OOC:Dan needs to get on so that we can go already >__> |
| The Ace of Spades Joined: 7 May 2006 Posts: 398 | Posted: Wed Mar 21, 2007 3:29 pm | Characters: All for this theme; By The Ace of Spades: This theme, Any theme Esmeralda grinned. "Glad to hear you ain't gonna run off wit' her the minute we find her." She reached up and grabbed the carrot out of his mouth; she was hungry, and the empty fridge was getting a little depressing. And carrots, disgusting as they were, were better than nothing (though perhaps not by a long shot.) "Let's go then, shall we? 'Less you wanna sit around an' wait for someone else to get her." She shot him a sidelong glance. "Wait too long and she'll fall madly in love wit' someone else, y'know."
Gnawing on the pilfered vegetable, she walked out of the utility room, heading in the direction of the cockpit. " 'Ey, Riley," she called, announcing her presence long before she actually reached him. "We found us a bounty. Ain't you gonna get us down there to pick 'er up?" She grinned and dropped into the copilot's chair, still gnawing on the carrot. I look like Savage, she thought for a moment, and grinned. Her shirt still hung open, which made her look decidedly not like Savage, regardless of whether she was eating his food and sitting in his chair. "What'cha been doin' this whole time, anyway?" OOC:There's not much we can do till Dan gets on, you're right. Unless you wanna fight her over the carrot. Or the stickytape... or lack thereof. XD She's such a skank. |
| Melia Stahlflugel Joined: 4 Aug 2005 Posts: 613 | Posted: Wed Mar 21, 2007 3:51 pm | Characters: All for this theme; By Melia Stahlflugel: This theme, Any theme OOC:Yeah, there isn't... So I'm going to go so that it's absolutely Dan's turn and he can't escape >__>
Elliot pouted and blushed. "I'm not... I don't... why would you... argh." He threw his hands up in the air. "You're so freaking difficult." He realized, belatedly, that there was no carrot between his lips. "Bitch stole my carrot!" He exclaimed, frowning. He then followed close after her to the cockpit. "Hey, MacKenzie. I, uh, did your laundry. And Esmeralda and I found a bounty, as she's probably already told you..." Elliot said, standing at the doorway, as all the seats were taken. He fidgeted nervously, as he didn't have anything to eat or chew on. He looked around for something to substitute for a carrot... Nothing. And so, he took a cigarette from a carton in his back pocket and lit it. He hated the smoke, it made him cough, but there was nothing better around... OOC:He's so passive-agressive xD Like, he'll attack strange people that steal from him, etc. but when his friends treat him like crap, he just shakes it off... >__> |
Digithe Joined: 24 Aug 2003 Posts: 884 | Posted: Wed Mar 21, 2007 4:11 pm | Characters: All for this theme; By Digithe: This theme, Any theme Riley had been lounging in his pilot's chair, feet propped up on the console. He was wearing a pair of very old pants and nothing else, except for the scarf about his neck -- he obviously had no other clean clothes. In his hands was a tattered and dusty copy of some old book called Crime and Punishment. Riley heard the girl coming from a mile away, of course. Since he tended to sit around in silence, his ears had become very sensitive to sound. He couldn't sing worth a box of rocks, but he could hear. He also heard that she was gnawing on something crunchy. Hey, I haven't eaten in a day or so, have I? He set his book down, thinking carefully about the recent past, trying to remember any meals he might have had.
When Esmeralda finally entered the cockpit, he turned his head and followed her as she sat down next to him. He paused for a moment after she spoke, looking at her interestedly, particularly her mouth. Is that? Yes, a carrot. Without warning, he leaned in close to her, took a bite out of the carrot, and shifted back to his chair. "Not much," he said at last, having swallowed the vegetable. "Just wondering when I would find something to eat, and look -- I have!" He looked back at her with a sly grin. "A feast for the eyes, as well as the stomach." He winked at her, and, when Savage entered added, "I've also been wondering why I can't smell coffee. Why's the coffee gone, Carrot?" OOC: Riley randomly assigns people names which probably don't stay consistent. This stems from him not bothering to remember names. If he actually calls you by your full name, you know he's either respecting you or teasing you XD Also, Riley apparently doesn't have much shame |
| The Ace of Spades Joined: 7 May 2006 Posts: 398 | Posted: Wed Mar 21, 2007 5:05 pm | Characters: All for this theme; By The Ace of Spades: This theme, Any theme Esme grinned around her carrot, not at all put out by the sudden move on Riley's part. "Wish I could say the same 'bout you," she teased, swallowing the last of the carrot.
She paused for a minute, propping her feet up on the dashboard. "Coffee makes y'breath bad," she said, not entirely sure whether this was true or not, but deciding it was worth saying anyway. "Shouldn't be drinkin' it, s'pecially you." She grinned. "But if y'must know, Savage can't make no coffee. He's too busy screwin' up my clothes." She threw an accusing look at Eliot, and turned back to the pilot, motioning to her scandalously shrunk shirt. "See? Lookit this. Ridiculous, is what it is. We goin' down to pick up the bounty, or what?" |
| Melia Stahlflugel Joined: 4 Aug 2005 Posts: 613 | Posted: Wed Mar 21, 2007 5:14 pm | Characters: All for this theme; By Melia Stahlflugel: This theme, Any theme OOC:Crap, whyyyy >__< I had a perfect post, but then my computer crashed... Well, this is my mom's computer, so yeah...
So, this isn't going to be as good as the original, cause my compy ate that one... Argh... Elliot grabbed his hair and pulled hard to keep himself from strangling Riley. "Oh my God... We have no coffee because the both of you have been too lazy to go out and frigging get bounties! That's what you're supposed to do." He looked at them, and sighed a deep sigh. Blank stares. "Well, you know what? I'm done taking care of you two sloths. Keep reading your emo books and bitching about your 'shrunken' clothes. If you wanna eat, then figure it out for yourselves. I'm gonna go nab this girl, and I'm not sharing the bounty." On the way out, he muttered, "No shame..." In reference to the both of them: Riley's endless laze, and Esmeralda... just being herself. He grabbed his keys from off a hook by the door, and walked to the hangar. He closed the door behind him, and then unlocked and got in his shiny dark blue Swordfish model. Closing the cockpit, he pressed a few buttons on the key fob, which de-pressurized the bay, and opened the outer door. Elliot then put the key in the ignition, and started his craft up. In seconds, he had pushed the throttle forward, and had shot out into space. He turned the craft, towards Mars and his bounty. He sang the refrain of an old 20th century tune, one that he couldn't remember the name of, or even the rest of the song... "The sun ain't nearly on the rise, and we still got the moon and stars above. Underneath the velvet skies, love is all that matters. Won't you stay with me? And don't you ever leave..." OOC:Lyrics are from "Lay Down, Sally," by none other than Eric Clapton <3 |
| The Ace of Spades Joined: 7 May 2006 Posts: 398 | Posted: Wed Mar 21, 2007 5:40 pm | Characters: All for this theme; By The Ace of Spades: This theme, Any theme Esmeralda rolled her eyes as Savage left. "Nab the girl, huh? 'S that what he's callin' it, then? Well," she said, bored, "I guess we got two choices, then, huh? We could take advantage of the privacy and get down to business--" she threw him a wink here, though it was obvious that she was only goofing off-- "or we could go out and help him... nab the bounty. Make sure that's all he does. Make him share the money. Buy some coffee, stink up y'breath, all that good stuff."
She shrugged. "Up t'you, I guess," she said. "I sure as fuck can't fly this ship." OOC:Yes, she makes up her own curses. >< And unlike Riley, she has no problem making inappropriate suggestions. XD |
| Digithe Joined: 24 Aug 2003 Posts: 884 | Posted: Wed Mar 21, 2007 8:59 pm | Characters: All for this theme; By Digithe: This theme, Any theme OOC: Oh, Riley has no problem... he's just not the first one to make 'em ;)
"Sharp!" Riley said in response to Esme's teasing, a very mischievous grin forming upon his lips. "Very sharp, but I suspect my keenness could keep you up at night. Can you endure it?" And then a strange time warp happened; Savage left and Esmeralda spoke again. "He's not going to cook? 'the hell he think he is?" Riley said indignantly, tossing the book over his shoulder. With his left foot he kicked a large lever, causing it to slide all the way forward. The Angel hummed to life as the engines warmed up and the thruster array began to receive power. He kicked a switch with his other foot and the cockpit went dark, but only for a moment. The vast array of electronic dials and displays lit up like Vegas, as did the large, panoramic cockpit window. "Nobody shirks their doing shit for me duties while I'm around." Riley wrapped the scarf around his neck another time, then sat up straight in his chair -- this meant business. "Sorry honey, I know you'd prefer my hands were free, but this is just one wrong that needs to be righted. After we catch him and his silly bounty and make sure he'll do my chores for me again, I'm yours for as long as you can handle." Here he looked over and returned the wink. He slid another lever forward and the Angel floated gracefully off of the ground and out into space. Not one to miss out on a good double-entendre, he threw in, "Try not to be distracted by my thrusting." With that he threw the throttle forward and pressed a button, and the Angel gained a new burst of speed. OOC: Oh God, a Shakespeare-inspired pun... that's not good. It's probably lost on her anyway XD;
PS: Is Layla the really "innocent"-type? That would be freaking hilarious if she were... >B-) |
| The Ace of Spades Joined: 7 May 2006 Posts: 398 | Posted: Thu Mar 22, 2007 5:34 am | Characters: All for this theme; By The Ace of Spades: This theme, Any theme "Long as I can handle?" Esmeralda smirked, her posture still kicked-back and relaxed. Her feet appeared to be sitting atop one of the little colored lights-- she would move it, she reasoned, if he asked her to. Very, very nicely. Otherwise she would simply assume that it wasn't important. She liked money, sure, and the thrill of the hunt was a little addictive, but she didn't take any of this as seriously as Riley appeared to. Then again, she wasn't the coffee addict here. "I don't think I'm the one's gonna wear out first, doll."
She shrugged as the thrusters kicked in. "Don't flatter y'self," she teased. "You ain't that distracting. I c'n wait. Duty before pleasure, hm? Wouldn't expect nothin' else from you, I guess." She took a moment to consider how utterly untrue that last statement had been, then shrugged that off as well. OOC:LOL-- Layla would be AWESOME as the realy innocent type. I can just imagine her face the first time she meets Riley. XD |
| Melia Stahlflugel Joined: 4 Aug 2005 Posts: 613 | Posted: Thu Mar 22, 2007 6:52 am | Characters: All for this theme; By Melia Stahlflugel: This theme, Any theme OOC:Nnyes <3 xD And poor Savage will always be running to clap his hands over her ears.
Eliot stared at the radio on the dashboard. They haven't hailed me yet, so... They must be trying to go after Layla. I mean... the bounty, he thought. I'd better hurry up, then. He throttled the Fish forward, and shot down to the surface. He turned up the nose at the last possible minute, blasting the VTOL thrusters. The Time Bandit landed daintily in a parking lot between two Trucks. Eliot got out, and closed and locked the Fish. He set off towards Mars' downtown sector, whistling the same song he had been singing before. People selling ripoff copies of brand-name watches and sunglasses... No. Hawkers for the host club... No. Then there was a stretch of small, hole-in-the-wall shops. All of them were kitschy, and most of them were bars. There was one that looked considerably cleaner, and was decorated with an underwater theme. It was called the Blue Moon. Eliot went in when he heard the music being pumped out from inside and out onto the sidewalk: blues guitar. And a soulful female voice was over it... "Before you accuse me, take a look at yourself..." She sang. "Wow, that's really good," Eliot remarked. "Maybe I'll stop in for a minute and get a glass of water, I'm getting kind of thirsty." |
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