03-04-2010, 10:28 PM
Teaming up didn’t sound like a bad idea at all. Things were crazy enough that sticking together with other people would, at the very least, probably keep someone from panicking too much. As sound as that logic seemed, the courier couldn’t deny that he was somewhat apprehensive about teaming up with Belle so quickly after having tried to deny him his wish. While the red-haired hybrid seemed willing to put that aside, Kaden was pretty sure he wasn’t exactly over it.
“Well, anyway…” the courier stalled. He definitely didn’t peg Belle as someone who would put retribution over… whatever their situation was. “I guess palling around for a while wouldn’t be a bad idea,” Kaden replied to Belle with a smile.
What happened next, in retrospect, shouldn’t have come as any real surprise to Kaden, but surprised he was. Another word bubble popped into his field of vision, forcing him to recoil backwards, dragging Sophia, who still held his arm snuggly in hers, with him. After a second, though, their surprised faded.
Belle has joined the party!
“Again with this…” Kaden shook his head.
“Now now, we can’t the fearless leader complaining, can we?” Sophia teased.
“Right… fearless. That’s me.”
“Waitaminute! What the hell was that?!” Belle pointed at the fading word bubble. “I saw my name on it!”
“You joined the party,” Sophia told him.
“What party?”
“Our party.”
“This is a party? I thought parties were supposed to have cake and music and stuff.” Belle’s head swiveled from side to side, as if expecting to find a previously hidden cache of delicious cake.
“Ooooo… cake is a good idea,” Sophia agreed, giving Kaden’s arm a quick tug.”
“Cake?” the courier asked, running his free hand through his hair. “I don’t think they have cake at carnivals. “
“That doesn’t mean we can’t look for some.”
It was an admittedly good response. The plan was to look around anyway, and there wasn’t any real reason they couldn’t add “cake” to their fairly open schedule. When the courier had no real response, he shrugged and was about to start heading off in a random direction when another word bubble caused him to stop. Unlike the previous one, though, this one did little to obstruct his view, staying in the bottom right-hand corner of his eyesight. Slowly, text began to fill in the bubble.
Kaden – HP 565/565
Soapy – HP 580/580
Ginger – HP 1920/1920
“Wait what?!” Kaden turned an accusing eye from the word bubble to the girl on his arm. “Why do you have more… uh… HP than me?!”
“Why am I ‘Soapy’?” the priestess turned her head towards Belle. “He told you my name.”
“So that last one’s me?” Belle asked, pointing to the last name on the list. “That’s not my name.”
With no real explanation to offer, Kaden was about to suggest they move on when, but text continued to slowly fill in the bubble. All three of them waited, watching as more numbers filled themselves in. Fortunately, it didn’t take too much of their time… not that they really had anywhere to be.
Kaden – HP 565/565 MP 4525/4525
Soapy – HP 580/580 MP 1940/1940
Ginger – HP 1920/1920 MP 50/50
“Now that’s more like it,” Kaden said with a nod. “Should we go look for some cake?”
“Well, anyway…” the courier stalled. He definitely didn’t peg Belle as someone who would put retribution over… whatever their situation was. “I guess palling around for a while wouldn’t be a bad idea,” Kaden replied to Belle with a smile.
What happened next, in retrospect, shouldn’t have come as any real surprise to Kaden, but surprised he was. Another word bubble popped into his field of vision, forcing him to recoil backwards, dragging Sophia, who still held his arm snuggly in hers, with him. After a second, though, their surprised faded.
Belle has joined the party!
“Again with this…” Kaden shook his head.
“Now now, we can’t the fearless leader complaining, can we?” Sophia teased.
“Right… fearless. That’s me.”
“Waitaminute! What the hell was that?!” Belle pointed at the fading word bubble. “I saw my name on it!”
“You joined the party,” Sophia told him.
“What party?”
“Our party.”
“This is a party? I thought parties were supposed to have cake and music and stuff.” Belle’s head swiveled from side to side, as if expecting to find a previously hidden cache of delicious cake.
“Ooooo… cake is a good idea,” Sophia agreed, giving Kaden’s arm a quick tug.”
“Cake?” the courier asked, running his free hand through his hair. “I don’t think they have cake at carnivals. “
“That doesn’t mean we can’t look for some.”
It was an admittedly good response. The plan was to look around anyway, and there wasn’t any real reason they couldn’t add “cake” to their fairly open schedule. When the courier had no real response, he shrugged and was about to start heading off in a random direction when another word bubble caused him to stop. Unlike the previous one, though, this one did little to obstruct his view, staying in the bottom right-hand corner of his eyesight. Slowly, text began to fill in the bubble.
Kaden – HP 565/565
Soapy – HP 580/580
Ginger – HP 1920/1920
“Wait what?!” Kaden turned an accusing eye from the word bubble to the girl on his arm. “Why do you have more… uh… HP than me?!”
“Why am I ‘Soapy’?” the priestess turned her head towards Belle. “He told you my name.”
“So that last one’s me?” Belle asked, pointing to the last name on the list. “That’s not my name.”
With no real explanation to offer, Kaden was about to suggest they move on when, but text continued to slowly fill in the bubble. All three of them waited, watching as more numbers filled themselves in. Fortunately, it didn’t take too much of their time… not that they really had anywhere to be.
Kaden – HP 565/565 MP 4525/4525
Soapy – HP 580/580 MP 1940/1940
Ginger – HP 1920/1920 MP 50/50
“Now that’s more like it,” Kaden said with a nod. “Should we go look for some cake?”
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