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Post by The Imfamous AKA on Dec 12, 2007 21:30:20 GMT -5
Zin grimaces shyly. "I hate that."
Aka grins. "What, the fact that everyone knows your name and face and there are paparazzi around every corner?" She holds her hands up and mimes taking a few pictures.
Zinnia's eyes flash angrily, turning a noxious green shade and her hands ball into fists. "Don't do that!"
Aka drops her hands in surprise. "okay. No pictures. Got it."
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Post by Seven on Dec 12, 2007 21:45:15 GMT -5
tallak is just about to say something again when maid enters the room. "the master will now take audience with you four."
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Post by The Imfamous AKA on Dec 12, 2007 21:48:33 GMT -5
Zinnia smiles, all hints of anger either gone or hidden, and nods quickly and eagerly.
Aka, on the other hand, is now quite bewildered, and her smile is less eager and her nod much slower.
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Post by Seven on Dec 12, 2007 21:52:13 GMT -5
Vinnie laughs, "today's just not your day for talking, is it kid?" she says to tallak.
"i suppose--" he'd' finish that sentence, except vinnie (with her short attention span) has already approached zin and aka, starting up a conversation. tallak just -_- at this.
"so my lovely ladies," she comes up between them and puts both of her arms of each of there shoulders, "what do you think mr. tall dark, and ungodly rich wants with such a diverse lot? other than the obviuos answer of sex...."
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Post by The Imfamous AKA on Dec 12, 2007 21:57:35 GMT -5
Zinnia looks at her like she's crazy. "Then I'm on the next flight back to Paris."
Aka rolls her eyes. "And we're back to Paris."
"Hey, I like Paris!"
"So do I, just not for the spring collection." She smiles, reminiscing. "I go for the culture."
Zin pouts. "Fashion is culture."
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Post by Seven on Dec 12, 2007 22:03:42 GMT -5
some how tallak feels left out of this convseration, pushed to the back as the three walk in their line.
"now now girls, no need to dispute! besides, we're here. " the maid is standing in front of a large set of double doors
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Post by The Imfamous AKA on Dec 12, 2007 22:05:58 GMT -5
ZIn shakes her head, tossing her hair at Aka. The strange flower thing snaps at her, and she takes a step back and throws up her hands, eyes sharp. It seems a strange defensive pose against the poisonous thing.
She immediately drops her heads as the thing settles, and turns to the door, ignoring Zinnia.
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Post by Seven on Dec 12, 2007 22:11:42 GMT -5
the doors slowly open. inside is a person (can't quite tell from first glance) with her so blonde it looks silverish, long and tied in a loose, but elegant pony tail to the side. the person is sitting behind a desk with 4 available chairs waiting for them
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Post by The Imfamous AKA on Dec 12, 2007 22:13:47 GMT -5
Aka enters warily, and approaches the chairs, but does not sit. Instead, she stands behind one, looking mildly defiant.
ZIn, not to be outdone, enters, a little skittishly, but doesn't approach.
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Post by Seven on Dec 12, 2007 22:23:22 GMT -5
tallak smiles nicely and waits to be invited in.
vinnie marches in there, takes a seat, crosses her legs, changes her mind, uncrosses her legs, leans foward, and puts and arm on the desk leaning further in. it seems like she's already forgoten about everyone else, "How bout we skip over the formalities--i'm a VERY busy person if you can't tell. so tell me Mr. Big Boss, why did you call us here?" it's more of a demand than a question
He smiles, completely ignoring her, "good friends, no need ot distance yourselves. please have a seat, just like the one Vinnie so casually invited herself onto!"
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Post by The Imfamous AKA on Dec 12, 2007 22:25:29 GMT -5
Zin smiles, an obvious fake grin meant for camera. "Thank you." She sinks into the chair furthest from the one Aka is behind.
Aka, always defiant, shakes her head. "I'll stand."
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Post by Seven on Jan 17, 2008 9:53:09 GMT -5
"What is the matter, are you afraid the chair will bite you?" he chuckles a little with an almost angelic quality. "No, you needn't worry, I'm just so pleased to have you all here! After all, it's an occasion rare to none when you not only manage to find the secret identity of the anonymous author, the genius of biology, the underground's most feared fighter and other disreputable things, and of course what may be the best mechanical engineer in the world. I am truly blessed, since I just didn't find you, but I also have you here, in my humble home." Though he mentions each 'profession,' he doesn't associate any of them with the slightest hint of a name.
Both tallak and vinnie don't seem to pleased. Both worked especially hard to remain on, let's say, the "unlisted section."
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Post by The Imfamous AKA on Jan 18, 2008 16:53:09 GMT -5
Aka sneers slightly at the crack, but remains standing. She places both of her hands on the back of the chair and leans in. "Can you just skip the niceties and the craptastic attempts at flattery and tell us what the hell is going on here? Because, frankly, is all we're going to get out of you is this vague, evasive crap, I'm out of here."
Zinnia smirks. "Funny, I didn't have you pegged for a quitter... And I kinda like the flattery."
Aka shoots her a glare. "Shut up, Princess. And for the record, 'kinda' isn't a word."
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Post by Seven on Jan 18, 2008 16:58:29 GMT -5
"Do calm down dear," the man unfolds his hands. "As much as I would love to tell you everything right here and now, i can't. I must unfortunately put all of you through a test to check your...qualifications. "
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Post by The Imfamous AKA on Jan 18, 2008 17:02:53 GMT -5
"Wonderful. Qualifications. And what 'qualifications', may I ask, can be shared by the diverse four before you?" Aka asks, half mocking, half serious.
"Is this gonna be a test?" Zin asks.
"I think the important question is," Aka says, turning her attention to Zin. "DO I have to be in the same room as you much longer?"
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