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exitvoid2014-01-04 01:30 pm
hellshaped) wrote in exitvoid2014-01-04 01:30 pm
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Week 11 | Day 6 [audio/action]
[Despite overwhelming evidence to the contrary, there are some people trapped in Zelien who are, for lack of a better word, somewhat camera shy. Not because of self-consciousness (or at least not primarily, anyway), but because getting on camera opens them up to an annoying world of questions that wastes time and takes away from the main focus.
Life is hard when your face is decidedly not human.
So, there are two guys making use of the audio function for the time being. Despite their stupid faces, they sound completely indistinguishable from humans, if not humans who are somewhat on the deadpan side of things.]
Hi. It's been awhile since we've done something like this, but we figured it probably couldn't hurt to start again, especially with all the weird crap crawling around in this place. So, I'm Hellboy and I used to be a paranormal investigator.
[The second voice chimes in distantly, and if one is skilled in differentiating deadpans, this one sounds less interested in conversation:] I'm Abe. Still a paranormal investigator.
Between the two of us, we have about... eighty years of experience with that kind of thing. [‘I don't think that's how math works—’] More or less. Which, it turns out, is pretty useful when you're dealing with COMPASS. Though really, my area of expertise doesn't extend to giant rabbits or that thing that happened in space. That was new.
Yeah. Well— point is, it helps to be familiar with these things. And we can answer questions to the best of our abilities. A supernatural crash course, if you will.
Anyway, if you'd rather talk about any of this in person, we're going to be around [room number here] in the school building.
He means the Pickman Center. [Because, you know, it's a campus. They're all school buildings.] The one with all the labs, if you're bad with names. [Or reading comprehension... Regardless, with the offer out there, the feed clicks off without any more ceremony.]
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[As promised, these two weirdos can be found in the aforementioned classroom, sweeping and/or bickering about nothing of any consequence whatsoever. Probably they should have said a thing about looking like they do before just casually inviting people to come chat, but. Details.]
Life is hard when your face is decidedly not human.
So, there are two guys making use of the audio function for the time being. Despite their stupid faces, they sound completely indistinguishable from humans, if not humans who are somewhat on the deadpan side of things.]
Hi. It's been awhile since we've done something like this, but we figured it probably couldn't hurt to start again, especially with all the weird crap crawling around in this place. So, I'm Hellboy and I used to be a paranormal investigator.
[The second voice chimes in distantly, and if one is skilled in differentiating deadpans, this one sounds less interested in conversation:] I'm Abe. Still a paranormal investigator.
Between the two of us, we have about... eighty years of experience with that kind of thing. [‘I don't think that's how math works—’] More or less. Which, it turns out, is pretty useful when you're dealing with COMPASS. Though really, my area of expertise doesn't extend to giant rabbits or that thing that happened in space. That was new.
Yeah. Well— point is, it helps to be familiar with these things. And we can answer questions to the best of our abilities. A supernatural crash course, if you will.
Anyway, if you'd rather talk about any of this in person, we're going to be around [room number here] in the school building.
He means the Pickman Center. [Because, you know, it's a campus. They're all school buildings.] The one with all the labs, if you're bad with names. [Or reading comprehension... Regardless, with the offer out there, the feed clicks off without any more ceremony.]
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[As promised, these two weirdos can be found in the aforementioned classroom, sweeping and/or bickering about nothing of any consequence whatsoever. Probably they should have said a thing about looking like they do before just casually inviting people to come chat, but. Details.]
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Hellboy? Abe? [ She knocks lightly on the door sticking her head inside and dressed in her shimmering blue and gold kefta instead of her usual scarf and ragged clothes. ]
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He glances over his shoulder when he hears Alina, the corners of his mouth curving up subtly. Even though he knows her well enough by this point to consider her a friend -- though to be fair, Hellboy considers people friends very easily -- he's still a little wary about full-on grinning at her if he can help it.]
Hey. Where'd you get the fancy get-up?
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tag order is whatever the hell we feel like
we do what we want!
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This the right place? [he knows it is, he's got this place mapped out like the back of his hand. but, people have taught him small talk.]
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He glances over his shoulder, tail flicking once.] That depends on what you're looking for.
( action. ) I AM SO SORRY I THOUGHT I HIT SUBMIT
DON'T WORRY i'm slow anyway
slow x 2 here!!
SCREECHES IT TOOK ME SO LONG TO FIGURE THIS OUT
LMFAO IT'S FINE
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Hello, gentlemen!
[He gave the greeting with a ready grin, anticipating some bickering or back and forth that would either amuse him or result in his being the target.]
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He nods in greeting, eyeing the... box... because that's. Unusual.] Xavier. You get evicted or something?
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oh lord this is late, i'm sorry
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[ Yaha claps his hands together a few times for him. His hands are visible first through the door before he steps around to look upon his beloved elementals. Lovely fire and water. He frowns just a little at the latter, but it is only for a short while. ]
I knew you would find a way to help those that are lost.
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Yaha.
[ More importantly, he glances at Hellboy to gauge his reaction to seeing his Favorite Person again. ] No need to be dramatic.
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slowest of slows, apologies!!
AIN'T EVEN A BIG DEAL
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Hey. You're the investigators?
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But it's pretty moot right now. Hellboy looks up from his extremely interesting task of sweeping, then jerks a thumb in Abe's direction.] Well, he is, anyway. I'm retired, more or less.
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York decides to make a stop by the room specified, though he's a bit surprised by what he sees inside. Some sort of fishman? More importantly, there's that guy he pointed a gun at once. Awkward.
Oh well, he's here now. He steps into the room, raising a hand.]
Is this where the "supernatural crash course" is being held?
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Yeah. [ Even without the guy freaking out, he keeps his gills from moving too much to avoid being Weird, expression strictly neutral. ] Sorry about the mess. Still working on getting set up.
[ The room is pretty dusty still, furniture sparse. The chalkboard has a considerably long list of monster nicknames from the Charon and Zelien, and a few general ones as well. Some charms (silver, crosses, etc etc) are laid out on a nearby desk. So yeah. Work in progress. ]
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Is this where the 'supernatural crash course' is?
[If supernatural meant what he thought it meant, he wanted to make sure he had his input on this.]
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You've come to the right place, yeah. Did you have some questions?
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Would have been longer, too, if she hadn't realised something odd. Odd and disconcerting enough to send her over to the next building in something a little more than a saunter.
And when she walks in, it gives her an excuse to momentarily not acknowledge Abe and therefore not give in to the awkward.]
Hey, what do you mean you used to be an investigator?
[Translation: Hey, how's it going?
(She'll get around to the fact that Abe is a paranormal investigator in a minute.)]
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Hello to you, too. [How long can he actually put off answering her... a question for the ages...
In attempts to put it off for as long as possible, he gestures for her to come further into the room.]
Come on. You can work while we talk.
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So, um... other than the giant rabbits and the space, what does your expertise cover here?
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wait so you guys have done a supernatural crash course before ??
cant believe i missed out geez
but i might stop by i guess
do you guys usually get a lot of people for these ?
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We had a few people show up last time, but it's not really a class or anythuing. if you want to know something you can just ask.
also have i ever mentioned that icon always cracks me up I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHY...
chilling with skeletons nbd
my favorite icon tbh
truly a thing of beauty also LMAO ABE
maybe jack's the one who sucks at typing here tho
wow excuse u is this a poke at his amazing grammar skills
obviously
r u d e
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She's in her uniform, with Rekka and the shotgun he gave her. It's rare to find her about the city without it now.
Hellboy isn't new to her, but Abe certainly is. Cissnei didn't quite expect that, but she shows nothing.]
Hello?
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Hellboy's tail flicks when he hears her voice, and he looks up from the table leg he's tightening, crouching over a flipped-over desk. He's not entirely sure if they're going to use the desk at all, but if anything, it'll be more useful to them if it's not in danger of collapsing. He does take notice of the shotgun, too -- not that he's going to bring it up. The less he has to think about Rapture, the better.]
Hi. Been awhile. [He stands, hooves clicking quietly on the floor, and gestures over at Abe.]
Abe, this is Cissnei.
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I wanna hear stories. You've gotta have some.
-r3b3cca
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Well, there was one time where Abe got shot by a monkey.
*derp text
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that means she floats right through the wall (and possibly through Hellboy or Abe if they happen to be standing in the wrong spot) and into the room like it's nobody's business.]
Hey.
[sup.]
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Jeez -- [It's just Murasa, so his reaction isn't as bad as it could have been. But still, he steps back and instinctively pats his chest, as if maybe a piece went missing when she did that. Ghosts.]
I'll never get used to that.
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thank god for lazarus
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When she arrives in the classroom, she doesn't seem all too fazed by the weirdoes she sees! Except she just blinks in confusion. She has seen a lot of surprising things. She just wasn't expecting to see non-humans... ]
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Hello?
[ Am I in the right place? ]
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But what made him really mad was the presence of children. He'd seen teenagers and it made him sick to his stomach to think about kids that young being subject to these sort of things. But when he looks up from the window he's idly peering through, and sees that this girl is actually a child...
He nearly punches the window out.
Instead of that, he turns around fully to face the door, careful to keep his face as expressionless as possible to avoid freaking her out with the stupid way his face translated emotions.] Hi... are you okay? Lost?
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so it's the 'supernatural' part more than curiosity about their appearances that have him responding. even then, he wonders what the hell he's doing. with the rain currently falling on the city, kyo has no energy to move, let alone seek out anyone, let alone go into the rain, so he sticks to a reply through what he still thinks of as "the cellphones." )
What do you mean supernatural?
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The issues with being so entrenched in a certain world for your whole life, really.]
The paranormal. Ghosts, werewolves, vampires, fairies... that sort of thing.
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I'm sorry. I had to.
So she hikes over to the classroom with her backpack, not sure who she's going to meet, but she comes up to the classroom and knocks on the door when she finds one with lights on.]
Hello? [She nudges the door open and looks inside.
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There is a devil and a creature from the lagoon in the room. Never mind that they seem to be doing nothing more than chores.
Excuse the eleven year old little girl when she screams.]
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But this... children screaming... is kind of the definition of a 'great incident.'
Because he's so tall, Hellboy didn't need a ladder of any sort to reach the ceiling, at which he was unscrewing a burnt-out lightbulb. That pretty much becomes a thing of the past once the screaming starts, and he flinches, dropping the bulb to the floor where it shatters. Which probably doesn't improve the situation.]
Oh -- no, you don't have to... err... [Screaming children, how do you deal with that... eyes wide, he holds his hands out in what he hopes is a calming gesture.]
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What do you mean, investigators? Like - like hunters?
[ Maybe she'll get lucky, and they'll be from Earth, even recognize the term. ]
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'Hunters' isn't something he recognizes, though context clues kind of help...] Sort of. It's less of a proactive thing than that sounds, though. If there's a ghost or a vampire or something giving people trouble, we'll take care of it, basically. But we don't go around hunting anything down just for being a supernatural creature, no.
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[ Not really but how long has it been since she's ruffled either of their feathers? ]
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So sometime later, a homunculus kid with numerous scars shows up. She doesn't knock, instead just opening the door.]
Hello?! Anyone in here?
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It's the kind of thing that scares him.
So when he sees another little girl -- one with scars across her face -- he's instantly pissed off and frustrated all over again, his tail lashing back and forth once before he forces himself to calm the hell down. He sets down the broom he's holding but doesn't move any closer; they'd already had one screaming kid today, and he would maybe... like to avoid. That. Again.]
Hi. Did you hear us on the pocket watch?
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[Is that nostalgia in her tone? Might be.]
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[That's not nostalgia in his. It is a hell of a lot of glibness, though.]
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So, the paranormal investigators are a demon and a creature from the black lagoon. What's that like?"
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Granted, from the deadeyed look Abe gives this newcomer, he's not thrilled to do even that. ]
I wouldn't know. [ There's a subtle iciness to his words; not quite frigid, but obviously straining for politeness. He is Less Good with jokes than his friendlier counterpart, even obviously harmless ones. ] I'm from DC, not a swamp.
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Paranormal investigators... Really? Nothing stays make-believe at all around here, huh.
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I would think the fact that we're all stuck in some pandimensional nexus would eliminate all room for disbelief.
[ Excuse him, he's recovering from being a snooty Victorian for a few years. ]
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Was being the keyword, because she hears arguing. Manly arguing, and one of the voices is familiar. So she peeps her head in, carrying her notebook and pen. Her eyes widen at the sight of Abe, and even more so at his friend.
She thinks. But she starts giggling while turning her head away.
Mr. Grumpy Fish and Mr. Grumpy...um...she'll need to think on a name for Hellboy, but wow this is amusing.]
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But as he shoots Hellboy a Look for leaving hoofmarks where he'd just swept, the laughter surprises him. Until he spots who it is— Irisviel is seriously Weird, and for her to see a demon and giggle almost seems to suit her.
He regards her with seeming neutrality, though his tone is more casual than it'd be with a stranger. ]
We're not nearly as funny as we think we are. You don't have to humor us.
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Eighty years of experience... You two must be very old then. A, ah. I mean, that's not what I meant to say... [ There's the sound of a few flustered "um"s and "aahh"s before she speaks again. ] What sort of help are you offering exactly?
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[Hellboy's tone is easy and friendly. Conversational. In the grand scheme of things, being called old is pretty low on the scale of offensive subjects.]
Anyhow, we can teach you how to defend yourself against ghosts, vampires, and the like. Or at least give you a good enough foundation where you won't get in the position where you'll need to defend yourself.
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