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Post by Alexander Sorel on Dec 11, 2018 4:42:04 GMT -5
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✉ notes: break the ice what is my true calling in this universe? climbing past these walls is my fate and curse. Things were quiet tonight, well mostly. Must've been some holiday coming up, normally this place was a bit more bustling. People were quietly shuffling out, and the haze of smoke wasn't really there. On the bright side, it gave him more time to read, so read he did. He was slouched over, resting his head in his hand as he lazily lounged on the counter of the bar, flipping through a book on the human body, cigar lodged firmly between his teeth. He figured hey, he had to start somewhere, and starting knowing himself was the right way to go. Really, the extended biology lesson had been quite fascinating. Maybe something to read by the fire back at home? Needed a good drink for that though.
Oh right, he was a bartender and he figured that his boss probably wouldn't mind too much if he took something for himself, right? He looked at the clock, closing time would be in a few minutes, and the last patron was finishing up, approaching him and leaving some munny on the counter for their drinks. With a quick well wishing and depositing of the munny, he was suddenly alone. Breaking off a part of the burnt cigar into the ash tray, he reached down, rummaging for a thermos before finding his prize. Now he had what he wanted. Shouldn't take too long to make it. Getting together some peppermint schnapps, some dark crème de cacao, some crème de menth, and some hot chocolate, he got to work, mixing the liqueurs together before pouring in the chocolate. Shake it all together in the filled thermos and he had what he wanted. He could take some sprinkles or whipped cream with him home, he figured.
He'd just bring the thermos back tomorrow. No harm no foul, right?
Closing his book, grabbing the thermos, and exiting the building, he took the keys with him, locking the place down for the night. The chilly bite of the season hit him the moment he stepped outside, and he was glad he filled that thermos. At least some snow would be nice to make it look pretty, but no, he'd just have to do without that tonight. The light of his cigar acted as a small beacon for him, his breath creating a small fog as he walked down the street of Radiant Garden; book tucked under the arm that carried the thermos, the other hand twirling the keys once before putting them in his pocket. Maybe get to work on something once he got home. Hmm hmm... [newclass=.ohlove]width:480px;padding:15px;border:1px solid #d4d4d4;background: #a24747; /* Old breakowsers */ background: -moz-linear-gradient(90deg, #a24747 0%, #a57e7e 100%); /* FF3.6-15 */background: -webkit-linear-gradient(-85 deg, #a24747 0%, #a57e7e 100%); /* Chrome10-25,Safari5.1-6 */background: linear-gradient(-275deg, #a24747 0%, #a57e7e 100%)[/newclass][googlefont=Oswald][googlefont=Roboto][newclass=.lacking]width: 420px; height: 0px; background-color: rgba(40,40,40,0.4); overflow: hidden; -moz-transition: 3s all; -webkit-transition: 3s all; -o-transition: 3s all; transition: 1s all; [/newclass][newclass=.ohlove:hover .lacking]width: 400px; height: 180px; padding: 10px;[/newclass][newclass=.ohlove:hover .eyes]transition:1s;margin-top:0px;[/newclass][newclass=.eyes]background-color:#1f1f1f;opacity:.8;font-family:calibri; font-size: 9px; text-transform: uppercase;color:#ffffff;padding:20px;margin-top:400px;width:360px; height: 140px; transition:1.5s; letter-spacing: 1px; text-align: justify;[/newclass] |
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Post by Deleted on Dec 12, 2018 20:39:46 GMT -5
The weather today had the keyblader wearing a black over his usual sleeveless top as he walked along the familiar streets of Radiant Garden. Unlike before where he would wonder why he was in a place, he had actually arrived in the Garden a few days earlier and had hung around to actually relax in the place that was still to this day under construction. Moving down the streets the keyblader would be heading back to his temporary home in the inn that the town had, his body exhausted from a full day of patrolling the area and helping people with various things throughout the day.
He was looking forward to a bath and going to sleep, but something inside of him caused his feet to drift from the path towards the inn and down another that would take him to the more secluded parts of town. As he walked he would pass a guy with a book, thermostat, and cigar along the way. As he came closer, he would look over at the guy giving a soft "Hello," in greeting as he continued on his way.
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Post by Alexander Sorel on Dec 12, 2018 21:28:56 GMT -5
[attr="class","ohlove"] [attr="class","lacking"] [attr="class","eyes"]✎ tag: Riku ✉ notes: alex is a rude boi what is my true calling in this universe? climbing past these walls is my fate and curse. His steps stopped briefly on the stone pavement. "Eh?" When he turned to look at the person bugging him, he noticed in particular the black coat over his top, which he had to admit, was kind of impressive in its own way. That was a swanky coat. Wonder how much it cost? Alex looked over the garment, noting that it seemed to be crafted from genuine leather. It was with this in mind that he decided that it probably cost more than he made in a month. Well dimmadang, there was no way he was getting that anytime soon. Or ever. He had better things to spend his paycheck on than fancy leather coats. Not that there wasn't a slight tinge of jealousy.
Writing it off as the kid probably having rich parents or something, he figured he should probably step in just in case. Taking a moment to take out his cigar, tapping it along the way, Alex unscrewed the thermos and took a nice drink of his Peppermint Patty, he'd done it again he figured, before he decided to reach out to the youth. "You shouldn't stay out here too long." He remarked, placing the cigar back between his teeth and screwing the top back on the thermos. "This place has gotten dangerous at night in the past decade or so. It's also fff..." He trailed off, catching his language at the last second, "...fffreezing cold."" He was good at this.
Adjusting his position, he placed his free hand on his hip. "Do you know where you're going?" What in the world was he getting himself into? Furthermore, why did he care if this kid was out running around at night? His choice, his consequences. [newclass=.ohlove]width:480px;padding:15px;border:1px solid #d4d4d4;background: #a24747; /* Old breakowsers */ background: -moz-linear-gradient(90deg, #a24747 0%, #a57e7e 100%); /* FF3.6-15 */background: -webkit-linear-gradient(-85 deg, #a24747 0%, #a57e7e 100%); /* Chrome10-25,Safari5.1-6 */background: linear-gradient(-275deg, #a24747 0%, #a57e7e 100%)[/newclass][googlefont=Oswald][googlefont=Roboto][newclass=.lacking]width: 420px; height: 0px; background-color: rgba(40,40,40,0.4); overflow: hidden; -moz-transition: 3s all; -webkit-transition: 3s all; -o-transition: 3s all; transition: 1s all; [/newclass][newclass=.ohlove:hover .lacking]width: 400px; height: 180px; padding: 10px;[/newclass][newclass=.ohlove:hover .eyes]transition:1s;margin-top:0px;[/newclass][newclass=.eyes]background-color:#1f1f1f;opacity:.8;font-family:calibri; font-size: 9px; text-transform: uppercase;color:#ffffff;padding:20px;margin-top:400px;width:360px; height: 140px; transition:1.5s; letter-spacing: 1px; text-align: justify;[/newclass] |
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Post by Deleted on Dec 15, 2018 19:19:55 GMT -5
The young man would find his own steps slowing to a halt as he turned slightly to look back at the older fellow who had decided to make a sound and eye him. Not minding guy studying him, Riku would place his hands in his pocket to keep them from getting too cold as he watched the other do what he did before speaking. To what he said, Riku would tilt his head a bit as he looked over at the other with a small smirk.
"It is pretty chilly and I would say the same to you. As for myself, I can handle the danger that is out here well enough," he would begin as his eyes drifted from the other to the city itself for a few moments. He knew well of the dangers here; however, he wasn't afraid of it. He kind of lived to fight it, so there was that. Granted, the keyblader wouldn't be sharing that information with the other as his smirk turned into a gentle smile. "Still, I appreciate your concern. I'll be alright though." And so he would be. He had been all this time and he didn't see anything changing soon. Anyway about that question...
"Yeah. I am pretty familiar with this place, so I know where I am going. How about you?" he would ask as he looked over at the other wondering if he was a newcomer to this place or a resident he had never met.
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Post by Alexander Sorel on Dec 16, 2018 21:03:51 GMT -5
[attr="class","ohlove"] [attr="class","lacking"] [attr="class","eyes"]✎ tag: Riku ✉ notes: /dialuptone what is my true calling in this universe? climbing past these walls is my fate and curse. Did he know where he was going? Alex tilted his head. "Well, yeah. I've lived here my entire life." Nope, unlike many others, he had never ventured off world. Didn't even have a means, or the munny, to do so. That just left him here, in what was once a world of learning, light, and love. A world of opportunity, which had been thoroughly ruined if you couldn't use a weapon like him anyway. "When I was a kid this place was still ruled by King Ansem, then the Heartless showed up and everything went to s...stuff." He again caught his language. Right, this was a kid, keep that in mind, don't be foul mouthed.
Alex looked off into the distance towards the castle. At least what he remembered to be the castle, too dark right now. "Then His Majesty vanished and no one's heard from him since. Nothing's been the same ever since he disappeared." There was a tinge of admiration in his voice. He wasn't the only one that missed Ansem. For him, their sage-king was an inspiration, an absolute genius who could make technology so incredible it blurred the line between machine and magic. If only Alex had that kind of talent to his name. As a kid he'd wanted to be one of his apprentices, but so much for that. While Ansem's fate seemed obvious, death by Heartless, there was a small part of Alex that held out hope.
Gods was he talking about the good old days? This kid was making him feel old. That wasn't right, he wasn't even 25 yet! Alex sighed a bit before looking at the kid. He seemed confident enough, and if he knew his way around the city... "You're sure you'll be okay?" Really, the idea of just going waving and letting him run off into the night just didn't sit well with him, at least not without confirmation. Semantics. [newclass=.ohlove]width:480px;padding:15px;border:1px solid #d4d4d4;background: #a24747; /* Old breakowsers */ background: -moz-linear-gradient(90deg, #a24747 0%, #a57e7e 100%); /* FF3.6-15 */background: -webkit-linear-gradient(-85 deg, #a24747 0%, #a57e7e 100%); /* Chrome10-25,Safari5.1-6 */background: linear-gradient(-275deg, #a24747 0%, #a57e7e 100%)[/newclass][googlefont=Oswald][googlefont=Roboto][newclass=.lacking]width: 420px; height: 0px; background-color: rgba(40,40,40,0.4); overflow: hidden; -moz-transition: 3s all; -webkit-transition: 3s all; -o-transition: 3s all; transition: 1s all; [/newclass][newclass=.ohlove:hover .lacking]width: 400px; height: 180px; padding: 10px;[/newclass][newclass=.ohlove:hover .eyes]transition:1s;margin-top:0px;[/newclass][newclass=.eyes]background-color:#1f1f1f;opacity:.8;font-family:calibri; font-size: 9px; text-transform: uppercase;color:#ffffff;padding:20px;margin-top:400px;width:360px; height: 140px; transition:1.5s; letter-spacing: 1px; text-align: justify;[/newclass] |
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Post by Deleted on Dec 28, 2018 10:13:44 GMT -5
"Ah. I see," the keyblader would begin as he studied the other. So this was a resident of the garden versus someone that just happened to be here at random. Well that was a nice change. At least he didn't have to worry if this one was lost or needed help home this time around, so that was good. In any case, to the next words the keyblader would look towards the castle in the distance as the other's words sunk in. He was quiet for a moment as he thought back on Ansem the Wise and how he did indeed disappear from the world. He wondered for a moment if the man could be brought back from where he was or if he was trapped forever in that cold, cold place. The thoughts brought a bit of sadness to his Heart, but he hid it well enough as he responded. "He was great man. The world will surely mourn his disappearance," he would say quietly and then looking over at the other he would give a small smile. "But then again maybe that mourning will stop one day and he would return to make this place glorious once more." You never knew what could happen in the world these days. Speaking of happenings, the keyblader would go from somber to a bit more bright as he turned to fully face the other. "Also you don't have to watch what you say around me. I may be younger than you, but I am not so innocent that I cannot handle a few words of choice here and there," he would finish with a chuckle before becoming serious again. "Yeah, I'll be alright. I may be tired, but I still have my wits about me," he would say and then tilting his head at the other, he would speak again. "Are you going to be alright?"
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Post by Alexander Sorel on Jan 15, 2019 2:30:03 GMT -5
[attr="class","ohlove"] [attr="class","lacking"] [attr="class","eyes"]✎ tag: Riku✉ notes: sorry it took so long  ;; what is my true calling in this universe? climbing past these walls is my fate and curse. Now he seemed rather passionate. "Damn right, no way he's dead." No, he refused to believe that the sage-king was gone for good. You didn't just get a genius like Ansem the Wise and have him die so pointlessly, there had to at least be some drama to it! Although he was brought back to reality by the point about cursing, and he seemed a bit sheepish about that. "But uh, I just don't want to be getting in trouble with your parents if you wind up mouthing off to them." Just being careful was all.
"I'll be alright though, long as I avoid the Heartless." He felt a little distant just talking about them. They still bothered him, he wondered if they always would. It'd be nice to get over it at some point, but well, he had other things to cope with that, thinking quickly to his thermos. Nah, not in front of the kid. Cursing was one thing, getting him involved with alcohol was asking for trouble. He could get chewed out for the cursing, the alcohol would probably land him in jail.
And that just wouldn't do. "What's got you so tired though?" Which he realized almost immediately was a stupid question. It was late at night, the kid probably wasn't a night owl, that was all. [newclass=.ohlove]width:480px;padding:15px;border:1px solid #d4d4d4;background: #a24747; /* Old breakowsers */ background: -moz-linear-gradient(90deg, #a24747 0%, #a57e7e 100%); /* FF3.6-15 */background: -webkit-linear-gradient(-85 deg, #a24747 0%, #a57e7e 100%); /* Chrome10-25,Safari5.1-6 */background: linear-gradient(-275deg, #a24747 0%, #a57e7e 100%)[/newclass][googlefont=Oswald][googlefont=Roboto][newclass=.lacking]width: 420px; height: 0px; background-color: rgba(40,40,40,0.4); overflow: hidden; -moz-transition: 3s all; -webkit-transition: 3s all; -o-transition: 3s all; transition: 1s all; [/newclass][newclass=.ohlove:hover .lacking]width: 400px; height: 180px; padding: 10px;[/newclass][newclass=.ohlove:hover .eyes]transition:1s;margin-top:0px;[/newclass][newclass=.eyes]background-color:#1f1f1f;opacity:.8;font-family:calibri; font-size: 9px; text-transform: uppercase;color:#ffffff;padding:20px;margin-top:400px;width:360px; height: 140px; transition:1.5s; letter-spacing: 1px; text-align: justify;[/newclass] |
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Post by Deleted on Jan 26, 2019 12:37:17 GMT -5
Riku would give the other a smirk at his comment about Ansem the Wise. It was nice to see someone still had hope for the guy coming back. Though how likely it was for the other to come back? He didn’t know, but if the old man was alive out there after all that had happened, Riku did hope he would find his way back home along with some others that were lost out there. That aside though, Riku would find himself chuckling at the next bit. “My parents are far from here, so you don’t have to worry. You’re safe and its not like I am going to make a phone call just because you curse,” he would say, shaking his head a bit at this. Thanks to his travels he had heard his fair share of cursing and more, so having an adult do whatever in front of him was nothing new. He wasn’t so innocent that he needed to protected from that sort of exposure. Speaking of exposure…
“Hm? Have you had a run in with them?” he would ask in a serious tone. He had searched the town high and low all day for the little buggers, but did he miss some or someone they were targeting? He had to wonder as he watched the other carefully. Well wherever that went the conversation would eventually turn back to him.
Rubbing the back of his head, Riku would give the other a sheepish smile. “I was scouting the town to make sure no Heartless or other dangers were around since early this morning. It’s quite the work out.”
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Post by Alexander Sorel on Jan 26, 2019 14:48:34 GMT -5
[attr="class","ohlove"] [attr="class","lacking"] [attr="class","eyes"]✎ tag: Riku✉ notes: awful cacti There's a wall that's towering over me if i try to climb it will i succeed? So he wasn't from around here. That was... not good. No one to look after him. Plus that said a lot about his parents. What kind of parents just let their child run around in a place that could be dangerous like this? Awful parents was what they were, just truly awful. But he'd keep that to himself for the moment.
But run ins with the Heartless? He knew that all too well. There was an urge to check and see if his heart was still there, but he squashed it. He didn't want to talk about things like that. "You could say that." He remarked. Of course, he left out the whole being torn apart by them and dying and all that, but no need to tell that to a kid. He still wasn't entirely sure how he was back here. There was a vague in between the dying and the coming back. Glimpses here and there, but nothing concrete that he could really make out. He just took care of it like he always did and that was that.
At least right up until the kid told him what he was doing. "Scouting? They recruited you for scouting?" Did the Restoration Committee have no morals?! Recruiting children to fight Heartless! What was wrong with them?! Ansem would've never let this happen, he would have made sure they were kept safe. He was going to have to step in for this one. Alex resolved that he would send a very strongly worded letter to the Committee... maybe even crash a meeting, because like hell was he going to let them get away with recruiting child soldiers! This was Radiant Garden, they were better than that! It was accompanied of course, by a gobsmacked look that he was out here doing this stuff. [newclass=.ohlove]width:480px;padding:15px;border:1px solid #d4d4d4;background: #a24747; /* Old breakowsers */ background: -moz-linear-gradient(90deg, #a24747 0%, #a57e7e 100%); /* FF3.6-15 */background: -webkit-linear-gradient(-85 deg, #a24747 0%, #a57e7e 100%); /* Chrome10-25,Safari5.1-6 */background: linear-gradient(-275deg, #a24747 0%, #a57e7e 100%)[/newclass][googlefont=Oswald][googlefont=Roboto][newclass=.lacking]width: 420px; height: 0px; background-color: rgba(40,40,40,0.4); overflow: hidden; -moz-transition: 3s all; -webkit-transition: 3s all; -o-transition: 3s all; transition: 1s all; [/newclass][newclass=.ohlove:hover .lacking]width: 400px; height: 180px; padding: 10px;[/newclass][newclass=.ohlove:hover .eyes]transition:1s;margin-top:0px;[/newclass][newclass=.eyes]background-color:#1f1f1f;opacity:.8;font-family:calibri; font-size: 9px; text-transform: uppercase;color:#ffffff;padding:20px;margin-top:400px;width:360px; height: 140px; transition:1.5s; letter-spacing: 1px; text-align: justify;[/newclass] |
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