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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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Good thing he isn't naturally suspicious, though. Not above getting a bit defensive (because it's not lost, he just hasn't found it, yet!), but definitely the kind of protagonist who needs a player behind him to advance the plot at all.
He sits back out of the mess he's made of the Lost & Found, glancing around til he spots the other half of his previously one-sided conversation. ]
Hey! What's with 'next time'? I'll find it! I just gotta - try looking around somewhere else. [ Obviously the idea that someone might've taken his materia, with the exceptionally malicious intent of keeping it, hasn't yet occurred to him. ] You haven't seen any big green marbles rolling around here, have you?
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Big green marbles, huh? In here? [There's a drawn out hum as she glances around.] Nope, wouldn't say I have~
...Then again, I wouldn't say I haven't, either~...
[And, almost... no, defnitely teasingly, she pulls that all-too-familiar sphere out from behind her back, holding it juuuust out of reach. ♥]
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[ Well, the innocent act must've worked on him, because he lights up at the familiar sight, briefly overjoyed. ]
Oh man, you really saved my bacon! [ wait for it it's starting to sink in
especially when he reaches for it and it's - oh still out of reach. ] Uh, you are gonna give it back, right? [ Time to deploy the puppy eyes and endearing smile. ] Please?
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Rouge looks thoughtful for a moment, smile ever-present.]
Look, sweetie, I'd love to give you back your little bauble here, but here's the thing-- I'm not the type of gal who does fetch quests for free. I'm a treasure hunter, see?
And treasure hunters make trades.
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This isn't going to end well, is it? Welcome to the kicked puppy look. ]
Trades? Uh, but I don't really carry a ton of valuable stuff. I'm a SOLDIER. My Items are mostly Potions and armor.
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Hm... yeah, you're right. There's not much a girl can do with that kind of gear. You look like a pretty bright guy, though, so I'm sure we could work something out.