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destinystrings2013-08-22 08:50 pm
phantom_envoy) wrote in destinystrings2013-08-22 08:50 pm
003 [Action + Video]
[action, anywhere in the city, open to all]
'Scuse me, pardon me!
[Perhaps you are relaxing in your room. Or perhaps you're enjoying a dip in the pool or taking a breather in the library. Regardless of the activity in question, the peaceful atmosphere is suddenly broken by the intrusion of someone in a black and white costume carrying a knapsack filled with packages flying through -- yes, straight through. Straight through the wall and out the outer side, tossing out a hurried note of apology along the way.
...In the moments of stunned disbelief afterwards, the girl sticks her head back through the wall and waves a bit to catch your attention. As if it isn't already caught.]
Actually, do you know a 'Dennis'? I'm looking for a Dennis. Or -- maybe this is a P, I can't really tell, but I can't imagine anyone naming their kid that unless they really hated the thought of having kids. ...It's just kind of mean.
[Before too much time can be spent pondering on the dilemma of D vs. P, Phantom Girl thrusts the package she's holding back into her sack and rummages around.]
Oh, I might have one for you, too, actually. Did you order anything from a... 'Nyx's Nightclub' lately?
[Phantom Girl had found a day job, apparently.]
[video, public]
[Some two hours later, an irritated Phantom Girl appears on the screen.]
I can't believe it! They're docking my pay this week! I mean, I don't need it, but that's incredibly unfair.
I thought the point of being a courier was to get the job done as fast as you can; what's the use of plodding about all over the place reading the street signs? It's way faster to do it my way; all of you got your deliveries faster than you were expecting, right? I mean, it's not like you guys have anything to hide in your rooms. And it's not like I opened a package or anything - that's the only privacy concern they should be worried about.
[She continues to stew and mutter aimlessly for a few moments before striding closer to the screen and pointing at it.]
...Seriously, though, did one of you snitch?
((OoC Note: No toilet/shower shenanigans, please!))
'Scuse me, pardon me!
[Perhaps you are relaxing in your room. Or perhaps you're enjoying a dip in the pool or taking a breather in the library. Regardless of the activity in question, the peaceful atmosphere is suddenly broken by the intrusion of someone in a black and white costume carrying a knapsack filled with packages flying through -- yes, straight through. Straight through the wall and out the outer side, tossing out a hurried note of apology along the way.
...In the moments of stunned disbelief afterwards, the girl sticks her head back through the wall and waves a bit to catch your attention. As if it isn't already caught.]
Actually, do you know a 'Dennis'? I'm looking for a Dennis. Or -- maybe this is a P, I can't really tell, but I can't imagine anyone naming their kid that unless they really hated the thought of having kids. ...It's just kind of mean.
[Before too much time can be spent pondering on the dilemma of D vs. P, Phantom Girl thrusts the package she's holding back into her sack and rummages around.]
Oh, I might have one for you, too, actually. Did you order anything from a... 'Nyx's Nightclub' lately?
[Phantom Girl had found a day job, apparently.]
[video, public]
[Some two hours later, an irritated Phantom Girl appears on the screen.]
I can't believe it! They're docking my pay this week! I mean, I don't need it, but that's incredibly unfair.
I thought the point of being a courier was to get the job done as fast as you can; what's the use of plodding about all over the place reading the street signs? It's way faster to do it my way; all of you got your deliveries faster than you were expecting, right? I mean, it's not like you guys have anything to hide in your rooms. And it's not like I opened a package or anything - that's the only privacy concern they should be worried about.
[She continues to stew and mutter aimlessly for a few moments before striding closer to the screen and pointing at it.]
...Seriously, though, did one of you snitch?
((OoC Note: No toilet/shower shenanigans, please!))
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Yeah, some of them. If you see one of these, they're probably from the Facility.
[He thinks of Xion, of clashing, and shakes his head.]
Not everyone from my homeworld is from there, though.
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Ostensibly, we're here to save the city from... something. There are demons roaming every night, but they vanish outside of the 13th Hour, anyway, so it's relatively self-contained.
I wonder if these places -- the city and your space station -- are connected at all. I've never heard of such powerful dimensional technology or... magic, even. And the whole 'god' thing is just an excuse.