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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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Were you robbed or somethin'?
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Standing up, Zack takes another look at the stranger, most of his momentary negativity set aside in favor of being friendly right back. ]
I just, uh, kinda misplaced somethin' important.
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Really? What'd you lose?
[...A beat.]
Did y'see any goggles in there?
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[ Not until he's sure it's gone, anyway. Then maybe he'll get all concerned. ] But- It's my materia. [ He gestures to his sword (which does a lot more than just vaguely resemble one Laguna might've seen, before, on a certain other blond - you know, the pointy one). ] The other piece must've fallen out someplace around here.
[ He hopes. Because if he's gotta go chasing off after it all over Game Central, he may as well kiss his code goodbye. The rest of the weekend'll be sitting in his game cabinet, suffering through lecture after lecture... It's a fate best avoided.
Goggles, though? Zack glances back at the box, now in substantial disarray, and then backs up, gesturing for the other guy to go ahead. ] Don't think I saw anything like that, but I did kind of go through it in a hurry. ...Just, uh, be careful what you grab in there, huh?
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[But, as he asks, he almost leaps into the box. Well, not literally - but, well, he's digging. What's with all this... eww, slime. His voice has a bit of a tone of disgust.] I'll help you look for your Material, okay? [:D]
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Yeah! Sure I do! He's from my game, after all. 'Course, we're friends, too. [ Best friends, and look out Dissidia Cloud, because this is probably where he starts accidentally maligning your name by spilling backstory deets everywhere. ]
I'm Zack, by the way. [ And he offers his hand (and after a second of thought, retracts it, and offers the one that wasn't touching something gross, earlier - with a sheepish smile). ] Though I'm sure if you know Cloud, he's told you all about me. [ This is a joke, of course. He laughs it off. ]
Any friend of Cloud's is a friend of mine, too, though. I'd really appreciate the help.
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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.
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There's a slight eyebrow raise at the slime being smeared around, but really, she just looks amused...]
Well, that's unfortunate. Better luck next time, huh, Champ?
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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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Alright, time for an archeological dig! [Terra hikes her sleeves up and sticks her tongue out to one side before diving in, coming out a few seconds later with a very muddy pair of goggles.] Aha! I knew I'd find these.
[Pleased, she turns back to her company with a grin and she places the, around her neck.]
Couldn't find what you were looking for, big guy?
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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.