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insertcoins2013-02-16 07:46 pm
soldiernoclass) wrote in insertcoins2013-02-16 07:46 pm
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materia hunting [action]
Aw, come on! I know you're in there, somewhere, you little-
[ Okay, so this can't be that unfamiliar a sight - the Lost & Found at the back of Tapper's probably sees a fair bit of traffic, both animate and in. And some guy from some game rooting around back there, elbows deep in the assorted miscellanea probably shouldn't raise too many (or any) eyebrows.
But Zack's not exactly being quiet about it, either, talking to himself (and to that thing he's looking for) quite clearly as he shuffles ever nearer to the bottom of the box. A giant pretzel gets shoved out of the way, a few gold rings go rattling to the back, and- ]
Aha! [ -he straightens up abruptly where he's crouched down, one fist held triumphantly aloft. Unfortunately, his apparent victory is quickly followed by something that sounds a lot more like Ugh, bluh and Gross! as he tries to shake the sticky blob he mistook, briefly, for his missing materia off the palm of his glove. Eventually, the edge of the doorway he's sitting in has to be employed to achieve the desired effect (though he's still making a face at his hand as he goes to scrub it off on a pantleg. ]
Don't even wanna know what game that came from. [ With a frown, he glances up at his only present company, the massive Buster Sword balanced against the wall beside him (because it's hard to crouch comfortably with that thing on his back, okay). And its one empty slot. ] ...All right. Maybe it's time to think about sourcing this one out.
[ Asking around can't be any less productive than digging's been. Right? ]
[ Okay, so this can't be that unfamiliar a sight - the Lost & Found at the back of Tapper's probably sees a fair bit of traffic, both animate and in. And some guy from some game rooting around back there, elbows deep in the assorted miscellanea probably shouldn't raise too many (or any) eyebrows.
But Zack's not exactly being quiet about it, either, talking to himself (and to that thing he's looking for) quite clearly as he shuffles ever nearer to the bottom of the box. A giant pretzel gets shoved out of the way, a few gold rings go rattling to the back, and- ]
Aha! [ -he straightens up abruptly where he's crouched down, one fist held triumphantly aloft. Unfortunately, his apparent victory is quickly followed by something that sounds a lot more like Ugh, bluh and Gross! as he tries to shake the sticky blob he mistook, briefly, for his missing materia off the palm of his glove. Eventually, the edge of the doorway he's sitting in has to be employed to achieve the desired effect (though he's still making a face at his hand as he goes to scrub it off on a pantleg. ]
Don't even wanna know what game that came from. [ With a frown, he glances up at his only present company, the massive Buster Sword balanced against the wall beside him (because it's hard to crouch comfortably with that thing on his back, okay). And its one empty slot. ] ...All right. Maybe it's time to think about sourcing this one out.
[ Asking around can't be any less productive than digging's been. Right? ]
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and then laguna and zack fight over a place in kingdom hearts I MEAN WUTLaguna reaches a hand back for a firm shake, after taking a glove off. It's clean, don't worry! And then - he's found his goggles, and starts to rub away the dust and leftovers stuck on them.] I'm Laguna! Around my game, they call me 'The Man with the Machina Gun', though, since there's that black haired me...
[He lets out a little laugh - goggles nearly clean. But hmm...]
Actually, me and Cloud don't speak much - he's with his group, I'm with Moomba here! [He's kind of lonely, being locked-away content. Who knows, there might even be an unlockable Zack somewhere in his game? His Moomba lets out a small mumble, before laying down with a yawn.] But he's still my friend, too!
[He says, with a grin, as he slipped the goggles on. Al Bhed eyes, you know?]
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or for three. or for that kind of epic battle. how about joining forces for shenanigans instead, gramps]Wonder if that means there's another me out there, somewhere? [ Just when you get to thinking it's a small world, after all.
He'll have to save further wondering for another time, though, as just as soon as Laguna introduces himself, there's a distinctive chime (emanating from somewhere nebulous on Zack's person), and a three-reel slot pops up over his left shoulder, rolling through images of a face Laguna ought to find familiar (it's his, after all).
Laguna has been added to the DMW!
Zack flaps a hand at the brightly flashing bundle of pixels, nonchalantly as if shooing a bug, and it disappears again promptly. ]
Well, it's nice to meet you, either way. Uh, you and Moomba, I mean. [ He's sure to spare a wave for the unfamiliar creature, whether or not it's paying attention. ] I'll have to come out and see what things are like on the other side of the franchise, sometime.