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Post by Yoko Littner on Aug 16, 2009 18:59:58 GMT -5
Yoko had made all the preparations. Her bag in one hand, her gun on her back. She was all ready to get settled. She had the key to her new dorm and moved to get settled into it. She was unsure who was going to be her roommate, but she hoped it would all work out. She was nice people person, so she figured it'd be pretty easy to get along. She finally had her eyes meet with the dorm number and a small grin met her lips.
"Perfect timing..!" She turned the key and made her way inside. No one was home at the time. She looked around and let out a sigh. Guess she'd have to wait a little more to meet them. She beagn to wonder what they were like as she placed her bag on the bed and began to unpack. she set her gun to the corner of the room near her bed and began packing all her stuff into her small cabinet. She hummed a little tune as she finished putting her stuff away. Last thing she needed to put away was her tooth brush and her hair accessories. she moved into the bathroom to place them in thier rightful places.
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Post by epicwin on Aug 17, 2009 0:31:05 GMT -5
To say that this whole thing was jarring would have been an understatement. Kamina had spent almost his entire life up to this point trying to reach the surface, knowing he could make it there, and believing when he didn't know. Reaching it hadn't meant the struggle stopped, either--but suddenly everything was just right. Suddenly there were no beastmen or villages underground, just sunlight and people and buildings that didn't even have faces.
It was perfect.
It was too perfect.
It was almost...disappointing.
Kamina wasn't dumb enough to look for a fight where there wasn't one, but that didn't mean the sudden jump from war to peace didn't leave him dizzy. Suddenly everything he'd had to fight for was there. Instant gratification.
He wished he could show Simon.
...In lieu of that, he'd just have to fight for the both of them if anything came along to threaten this world where people existed on the surface.
That and hit the books. Flipping through one like Forehead in idle moments didn't seem like the manliest thing in the world, but maybe a bunch of information would come in handy, and it seemed like the kind of place where Simon might turn up. If nothing else it gave him something to do while he figured this out.
All that would be so much easier if these guys weren't such sticklers for that "dress code" thing, he thought heatedly, stalking through the dorm hall like a thundercloud and just as bent out of shape physically as he was mentally. The uniform was confining and smothering and bullshit in every way. Since when were shirts such a big deal?! His tats were his shirt, dammit--he wouldn't have gotten them if they weren't meant to be seen. Speaking of "meant to be seen," Yoko didn't even wear one and she had tits to hide. Not to mention his shades were against the dress code and technically classified as a weapon, but he'd be wearing them anyway the minute he needed to shield his eyes.
He finally got to the door with the squiggles that matched the squiggles the lady at the administration office had written down--she'd been impatient and sarcastic and scary old, he hadn't liked her--and with a bag over one shoulder and only one hand legitimately occupied, Kamina was in a very good position to use the doorknob.
BAM
"Anybody home?" Without removing his hands from his pockets, he lowered his foot. "Your roommate has arrived!"
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Post by Yoko Littner on Aug 17, 2009 0:47:34 GMT -5
Yoko placed what was needed when she jumped a great height at the sound of a loud BAM "WAH!?! What?!" She yelled instinctively and moved through the room to the main room to see....to see...
A very familiar face...
Yoko jaut stood in her spot for a moment to look at him. Was it really him. He yelled loudly...his hair was the right shade...the glasses. That totally gave him away. Yoko was unsure how to react at this point. All she knew was her heart was pulsing fast. Due to that little scare she got a few seconds ago. Placing her hands to her hips, she marched over to him and looked at him with a raised brow.
"Kamina... you're my roommate...?!" Yoko was beginning to think they got the paper work wrong...or maybe that they decided to torture her with men who don't bathe or brush their teeth. But never the less....at least he was handsome. She smiled at him for a moment and took a step back. It was interesting to see him with a shirt on. "Whatever the case... fascinating to see you here..." She smiled to him with a small giggle.
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Post by epicwin on Aug 18, 2009 2:54:37 GMT -5
Someone in the bathroom yelped--scratch that, someone female in the bathroom yelped--and a moment later he found himself face to face with none other than Yoko Littner.
Uniforms aside, there was definitely something to be said about coed dormitories.
Nonetheless, they'd had a stroke of unbelievable luck in getting a room together--a stroke of unbelievable luck that Kamina immediately accepted as the standard and assumed that Simon was the third roommate--when they hadn't even requested one another. For that matter, Kamina had completely lost track of Yoko and anyone else after the shift. This just goes to show that we're meant to be partners 'till the end.
To Yoko, he flashed a confident grin--especially when she giggled, even though she initially hadn't seemed too pleased with the idea of being his roommate and he'd completely expected a tongue-lashing that he would ignore. "If it isn't Ms. Pew Pew herself! What's a surface chick like you doing in a uniform like that?" he wanted to know, circling her and putting a hand on his chin in thought. "Does make your butt look a little smaller..."
Ducking deeper in the room to avoid it if she decided to shoot at him, he immediately relieved himself of the shirt and claimed the bed closer to the corner, figuring Simon would want the one by the window to be able to look out at the surface. "When's Simon gettin' here, anyway? Seems like he'd be the first one." After all, back in Jeeha he could normally find Simon holed up somewhere when he wasn't digging.
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Post by plss on Aug 18, 2009 5:15:55 GMT -5
Humans.
Everywhere.
Viral was never really made aware of the exact number of humans that had reached the surface, but he had never imagined their progress was as advanced as it was. To think that elsewhere, they had such huge cities -- so much of the world was covered in their structures, which didn't even have faces, and the humans that lived in those cities did so without fear...
It was enough to put a permanent scowl on his face.
But this was all he really had, now. If he were still in the Human Eradication Army, he might've been given some great reward for discovering these new civilizations and reporting them back to Teppelin -- and then proceeding to wipe out said civilizations. Unfortunately, he no longer had that option, and he wasn't quite ready to live his life amongst the lowly, nonsentient rabbigators and slime grape hippos of the plains. Not that he was complaining, exactly; he'd take exile over execution any day, and he had to have been spared for a reason. That was a gift he was not about to waste.
Still, it was...disconcerting. And no, he wasn't giving up, he would not integrate into human civilization and become part of the menace he'd been trying to eradicate for so long -- oh, no. This was purely for self-advancement, he told his pride. The best way to understand human habits and weaknesses -- and strengths, as much as he hated to admit it -- was to observe them, and living amongst them was the simplest way to go about that. Not to mention, knowing what the enemy knows would be the greatest advantage in battle -- so of course the most logical place to be in human society was a...'school.'
That's what he told his pride. Because he was not ready to swallow everything that had just happened to him.
Regardless, here he was with nothing more than his old, ragged uniform, making his way through the dormitories with a soldierly sort of march -- quick enough to suggest purpose, but slow enough for him to analyze every inch of what would be his new den. Architectural designs aside, it wasn't all that different from the soldiers' quarters on the Dai-Gunzan, though the..."decorations" kept it from being as stark. The extent to which the humans personalized their living space disgusted him -- yes they had all sorts of paraphernalia and trinkets and so forth back at Teppelin, but everything was so much more under lock-and-key there, and no one -- no one -- had the priviledge of being so brazen as to put it all on display...
He paused, sniffing the air, catching a very familiar scent. His train of thought ended right then and there, pupils dilating as all of his attention was directed towards his other, almost-equally-as-important reason for being here -- the reason why he'd chosen this 'school' over all the others.
Kamina.
The scent trail led directly to a room with an open door, and he tensed, excitement causing him to quiver like a cat stalking its prey. Drawing closer, he could hear voices -- Kamina's voice -- and finally he stepped through the doorway, coming to a dead halt.
There he was.
The red-haired woman was closer to him than Kamina was, but she was not the quarry he was after, and he would have completely ignored her if it wasn't necessary to push her aside to get to him. He almost couldn't believe it -- the intelligence he'd gathered had been correct -- victory was near. If anything could ease the absolute anguish of being exiled, it was the prospect of getting revenge. It was a matter of honor. He would not lose.
"It's been a long time..." Viral's voice came out as nothing less than a snarl, and he made no effort to conceal those sharp teeth. "...You naked ape."
Their little rivalry was going to end.
Right here.
Right now.
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