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Post by sarah on Sept 22, 2011 20:26:40 GMT -1
Sarah managed a feint smile as she watched Michael's every movement, lingering on the single action of him moving her hair into place. As he finally walked away to the control panal she let out a heavy, all too girly sigh waving her hand like a moron to fan her cheeks. Gathering next to Michael she leant over him wrapping her arms around his neck leaning her head on his shoulder "M-i-k-e-y where we going?" Her voice sang mockingly, the usual tone she took up when she reffered to him as Mike or mikey. "And how come you've suddenly decided to pick up a friend, I wasn't aware you wanted children. Or perhaps you've decided to swing another way.. or am I not good enough?" She'd offer a soft chuckle that was barely audiable into his ear, Sarah was so open to teasing Michael and yet always mocked him in a gentle way. Looking over her shoulder she nommed a lock of hair waiting to see if the boy named Joe would get lost and find her and Michaels collection of weapons from different places. Each had been tampered with and taken apart and modified to their liking. "I sense he's going to get lost you know..."
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Post by joseph on Sept 22, 2011 20:50:49 GMT -1
Joe's voice echoed down the ship's corridors in such a way that Michael and Sarah could probably just make out what he was yelling. Shouts of "Holy crap!" and "What the hell is that thing?" were repeated multiple times.
He reached his room eventually. He went in and unpacked his things, diligently arranging his clothes into neat piles on the bed before rearranging them into a convenient chest of drawers. He laid his violin case and his laptop on the desk in the room before lying on the bed, still grinning. He checked his phone for any messages, then realised that it was impossible to receive a signal on the ship. He shrugged and placed his phone on the bedside cabinet. Getting up, he picked out some fresh clothes from what he had brought with him: a pair of red skinny jeans and a black t-shirt with an abstract, gometric and colourful design on the chest.
After a few more minutes getting accustomed to his new quarters, Joe decided to go exploring around the ship again. After ten minutes of wandering around, going down multiple corridors and sticking his head in just about every door he passed, Joe realised he was well and truly lost. Remembering how Michael had spoken with the on-board computer when they arrived, he decided to give it a go.
"Uhh...Pendant?"
"Yes, Joe?"
"I'm uhh...lost."
"Sucks to be you, doesn't it? I never get lost."
Joe let out a long sigh of frustration.
"Could you just direct me back to where Michael and Sarah are? Or at least tell them where I am?"
"I could. Doesn't mean I want to."
Joe smacked his forehead with his palm.
"Just...tell them I'm lost. Please?"
"Oh I suppose."
The ship's computer then announced to Sarah and Michael that Joe was lost. Joe merely sat down on the floor where he was and put some music on with his MP3 player, waiting for one of them to come find him.
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Post by michael on Sept 22, 2011 21:35:15 GMT -1
"Believe me, kids are the last thing on my mind." he replied, smirking at her and turning his head to face her. "But if you're so desperate for them, I could make an exception."
He winked, never one to take her teasing lying down, he'd at least try and turn it back around on her. Laughing at her suggestion that Joe was some sort of replacement for her, or change in taste he pulled her down with a single tender kiss which was interrupted by the bored voice of the ship AI coming over the internal communications.
"Major, that new boy is lost near the engine room."
Michael tutted and stood up, giving Sarah another quick kiss on the cheek this time before heading to the engine room where he found Joseph sat down on the floor with his MP3 player. He crossed his arms and stared down at him, shaking his head with a bemused grin.
"I don't recall saying you could come down this far. Come on." he said, nodding the way he'd come so that he could lead Joe back up to the main deck and into the bridge area which wasn't really separated from anywhere else, having no door into it it was just an open part of the ship where the flight controls were and a few chairs. "As for where we're going, I thought I'd start by landing on the moon so we can all get our baring. Joe here could probably use some proper explanation of what he'll be getting into working with us."
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Post by sarah on Sept 22, 2011 21:58:30 GMT -1
As Michael trotted off to collect Joe Sarah sighed throwing her hands up with annoyance for an interruption to the growing magnetic pull she felt towards him. Turning to look at the control panal she retrieved her paint brush nomming the end of the wooden handle "Atleast I've got you AI, what do you say to replacing Michael and comming to take a hot shower with me?" With that she wondered off to clean up leaving her work for later. After a good shower Sarah submurged back to the Control room wearing an over-sized red cotton jumper, her hair wet in tangles with a towel slung over her shoulder and a cup of fresh coffee in her hand. "Oh what a beautiful mooooO000rning"
"Oh what a beautiful day" Answered the AI in a autotuned voice.
"I've got a beautiful feeeling-" "Everything's going my way" Sarah ignored Michael in her usual teasing attitude as she wondered over to Joe giving him a huge hug from behind. "Fee fie foe thumb, I smell a lost boy who needs a hug." She smiled softly before moving away to avoid her hair getting Joe wet. "I see you've been retrieved alright then. Didn't I say he'd get lost? It's like netherland here-.. oh my gosh! Does that me Wendy or Tinkerbell? I'd prefer to be Tinkerbell, Wendy's a goody two shoes and I doubt she'd handle a gun very well. Then again she was good with a sword-" Her excessive rambling ceased as she took a long sip of her coffee moving to go sit on Michaels lap like a little kid. Too much coffee.
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Post by joseph on Sept 22, 2011 23:38:36 GMT -1
Joe blushed quite intensely as Sarah hugged him, then raised an eyebrow and laughed as she started rambling about Peter Pan characters. He sat cross-legged on his chair, his earphones dangling from around his neck. He brushed some of his hair (which was rapidly fading back to green) from out of his eyes and then rested his chin in his hands. He let out a small cough and tried to hide the fact he was blushing before speaking.
"So uhh...you guys..you know. An item?" he asked inquisitively, "You don't have to tell me if you don't want to. Whatever."
He shrugged and regretted the question, thinking they would simply laugh at him for being naive or something. "So stupid...they're not going to answer things like that when they've just met you. Come on, J-man, shape up. Gotta make a good impression or they'll kick you out in orbit..." he thought, either forgetting or not caring that Michael would probably be reading his thoughts - not that he could help that, being a teenage boy, his mind was constantly buzzing with thoughts, most of which would probably land him in trouble if Michael were a jealous man.
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Post by michael on Sept 23, 2011 6:10:06 GMT -1
"I'm not sure how I feel about sleeping with a little person," he retorted to Sarah's ramble about her desire to be Tinkerbell, smirking at her and putting his arms around her middle when she came to sit on his lap loosely so that he could still key the ship controls quite easily. As the ship touched down on the moon he let the controls go and spun the chair around to face Joe so suddenly, he had to hold onto Sarah so she spun with him and didn't just collapse onto the floor.
"Yes we are and relax, you're making a fine impression, I'm hardly going to jettison you out of the airlock." he teased, chuckling and shaking his head.
"I might." said the voice of the ship A.I.
"Ignore him, he's just... quirky."
"Maybe just a broken bone here or there..."
Michael just laughed and shook his head again, but the A.I. had just put a pair of eyes on the main screen which meant they were glaring at Joe, but not at Michael and Sarah whose backs were turned.
"I landed here so that Sarah and I can fill you in properly on the situation down on Earth, if you intend to work with us you need to know what you're getting into." he explained, patting Sarah's leg before moving so that she got up when he did and he didn't just throw her off him. "I'm sure once you've learned to focus and control your powers you'll do fine though."
"You're going to die you know."
"Shut up, Pendant."
"There'll be blood everywhere!"
Michael finally his a button on the panel which effectively muted the A.I., but that merely caused the screen to start flashing the word 'ha' repeatedly as though Pendant was laughing at the situation. "He did this to Sarah for the first couple days, he'll stop eventually."
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Post by sarah on Sept 23, 2011 8:44:35 GMT -1
"I'll have you know Pendant was very flirtacious with me to begin with. Though I think you should be greatful that isn't the way he's acting to you." Sarah retorted with a wink, placing her coffee down on the chair as she followed Michael. Pausing she turned and grabbed Joe's hand deciding to make the boy feel as uncomfertable as possible, a decision based on her life in the army. The fresh meat are always the funnest to toy with. That means Michael's still fresh meat. That thought made a wry mischevious grin fall onto her lips.
"Come on then let the mighty Michael Pan show you Neverland my little lost boy."
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Post by joseph on Sept 23, 2011 17:02:54 GMT -1
Joseph fidgeted rather uneasily as Pendant spoke about killing him. "I'll just..ehh, make sure you guys are around when I'm going past an airlock for a few days. Just so he doesn't do anything...never can be too careful, you know?" he chuckled nervously and fidgeted with his shoelaces.
He blushed again when Sarah called him "my little lost boy", and quickly looked down at the floor.
"So..uhh.." he cleared his throat, "What exactly am I in for, then?"
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Post by michael on Sept 23, 2011 19:26:36 GMT -1
"Sarah darling, I'm a psychic." he said, squeezing her with one arm. "I know what you're trying to do before you do."
He winked at her and then let her go, walking over to the viewing screen where he gave a loud, very English tut at what the AI was doing on the screen. He pressed a few buttons and what appeared to be profiles, detailed descriptions and historical analysis of daemon worshipping sects and daemons themselves began to flash across the screen. The most notable relationship between all of the information was that every sighting originated from Earth, though there were other planets mentioned in there from time to time.
"Right, I didn't get to explain things very well before we left. Yes I am the one who blew up the Vatican City, I am also the one who has been killing Catholic priests and bishops who were not present at the Vatican for my firework display." he said, clearly not at all phased by the fact he had so much blood on his hands. "I suppose you could call Abrahamic faiths the first world conspiracy, a cult of Daemon worshippers called the Vaticanus began the faith to keep humanity at war with itself without any opportunity to turn its eyes outward - keep it divided and easy pickings for a vast Daemon host to treat it as a mass sacrifice."
He sat down on the chair in front of the main controls, turning it fully to face Joseph and crossing his legs and arms. "It would turn the planet Earth into a staging ground for a full scale invasion of the universe by Daemon forces - of course first they need to open a Hellgate and with their numbers dropping like flies they haven't found the time. I'm quite proud of that myself, sorcerer bastards."
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Post by sarah on Sept 23, 2011 20:47:45 GMT -1
Sarah let out a huff as her cheeks blew up bright red from Michaels comment retorting with a hushed "Meanie." Moving over to a spare chair she'd sit down and fold her legs producing a leather gun holster from the front pocket of her red jumper. The ends where freyed and the leather caked by the sun into a darker shade of brown clearly having seen better days. Taking the small needle stuck into the leather she went about re-attatching the freyed ends into the side nodding along to Michael's explination. "But that's not the worst you have to worry about. For example we have recently entered the fifth Robot War against The Robotic troopers that served under Mike's evil identical twin Edwardo. Apparently they are being mass produced in some hollowed out planets inside the Tera Galaxy. Though where is still unknown. The -Enter air quotes- Metropolis -End air quotes- spread rumour and propoganda about the Robots taking over several newer planets home to the unarmed and peaceful civilization in hopes to build factories and continue mass producing." Sarah looked all too serious in her expression as she continued to explain. "What have they done with the captures? They have forced the female of the species into concentration camps inwhich they are forced to believe they are some sort of sacred sacrifice for an almighty being. Later they are exported across these worlds to be a slave for the workers and birth more labourers." Sarah stared blankly at Joe then to Mike awaiting a reaction as her bottom lip quivered due to her holding back emotion. "Of course, it's not like... we'd ever run into some evil Robots or anything..." Glancing over to the A.I Pendent she'd let out a loud 'gulp' before continueing her sewing.
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Post by joseph on Sept 24, 2011 11:17:09 GMT -1
"So..what you're saying is that you're gonna make me kill people?" Joe asked, looking at Michael as he spoke. He looked quite pale. "I thought it was just gonna be more of those crazy dogs..."
When Sarah spoke, his eyes widened, and his face became less pale, "Now robots I can handle! Like Terminator or some shit."
Joe clearly didn't get the joke.
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Post by michael on Sept 24, 2011 13:06:37 GMT -1
Michael listened to everything Sarah said, his eyebrows raising more and more as she went along, this was getting a bit overly elaborate. He finally shook his head and nudged her when she was done, smirking and looking back at Joseph as he went on talking himself, a frown creased Michael's brow as he seemed to be under the impression that he would force the young man to kill people.
"I have no intention of making you kill," he replied calmly, "I don't demand anyone kill for my cause. But if you are in the field with us, they will not hesitate to kill you. Killing and murder are two different things, not even the divine expect you to lie down and allow yourself to be killed without fighting back."
He sighed when Joseph seemed to completely miss that Sarah had been pulling his leg, he waved a hand dismissively. "There are no robots, she's been watching too much anime." he said flatly, shaking his head. "Well that is to say there are no robots around here, there's always the Machine Consortium - but they're more likely to aid us than kill us."
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Post by sarah on Oct 14, 2011 14:30:42 GMT -1
Sarah contorted with a soft snicker from her parted lips as she shrugged her shoulders. "I'm intitled to have some fun." she commented sticking out her tongue. Sarah proceeded to move behind Michael wrapping her arms around his back cuddling him tightly as she leant her head between his shoulder blades. She was the perfect height to fit snugly beneath his chin and seemed perfect all the same as she leant against him. "No, there are no robots, I was pulling your leg. But there are some wonderful and terrifying things out there, wonderful beings such as the immortals of Dragos Midnight.. The strange yet beautiful. The terrifying such as the Demons who believe they can topple the world off its axis with any given lick of power." Sarah sighed gently poking her index fingers from either hand into Michael's sides, leaning her head up on his shoulder. "I think i'm going to go lie down. I'll be using your room M-i-k-e-y." She smiled lightly giving a wave before heading off to Michael's room picking up her work slinging it around her wide hips, dissapearing with a flurry of blonde hair around the corner.
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