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Post by Daxter on Jun 16, 2011 17:47:54 GMT -8
Daxter made his way through the forest, trying to avoid his fur from getting wet from the rain which unfortunately wasn't working, Daxter crossed his arms with a frown as he sat under one tree, his fur was soaking, "This is NOT an Ottsel's day to get a bad Fur day," Daxter groaned, he then saw a cave up ahead, "Finally!! Someplace where my good image won't be ruined," Daxter grinned, he ran on all fours toward the cave.
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Judge Claude Frollo
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Post by Judge Claude Frollo on Jun 16, 2011 19:11:19 GMT -8
((ooc: Mkay. I figured that's what you were saying. ^^))
Frollo gave the small group a shocked expression, unable to believe that they had dared to speak to the judge. And without addressing him with some sort of polite gesture! These children obviously had no form of manners.
“That is not of your concern, child,” Frollo said irritably, seeing no reason to give him an answer. “The fact of the matter is, I am here, and I am cold, wet, and tired, and intend to wait out this storm without constantly answering the pestering, impudent questions of a bunch of little brats!”
Claude saw no further need to explain himself, choosing instead to sit against the side of the cave, watching the others with a distrustful gaze. Disgusting little bunch of children. Only one of them seemed to be dressed appropriately, and that one had already managed to ruin themselves in Frollo’s eyes by having the most outrageous hair color he’d ever seen. Who in their right mind would want to color their hair pink, anyway? Regarding them each with a roll of his dark eyes, Frollo turned his attention out to the rain, hoping that it soon stop.
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Crona
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Post by Crona on Jun 16, 2011 19:20:35 GMT -8
(ooc: Just making sure in case anyone was confused. :3)
Crona visibly flinched, shrinking back a little and hugging his knees a bit closer to his body. He didn't like Frollo. Not at all. The man scared him. "That man is shouting at us. I don't know if I can deal with him getting mad at us like that." Crona whimpered. Fortunately this didn't seem to trigger a response from Ragnarok, who was still concealed within his body. Perhaps the demon sword was too busy inwardly complaining about how they were both cold, wet, and in a cave with some people and animals they didn't know. Crona didn't doubt that his partner would respond sooner or later. It was what Ragnarok would do.
Soul couldn't help but laugh just a little at Crona's response to Frollo's statements. That was such a 'Crona' thing to respond with. After a moment, though, he just shrugged. Soul didn't really care all that much about what had brought Frollo there in the first place. He had merely been curious. "Well, whatever. Your business isn't any business of mine, anyway." he stated.
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Post by Daxter on Jun 16, 2011 19:39:33 GMT -8
Daxter had entered the cave, he shook himself off as his fur was still slightly wet and had gotten unkempt all over, "Next time it rains in Haven, I'm wearin' a rain coat!!," Daxter said in an annoyed tone, he blinked seeing others in the cave, "Hiya fellas!," he greeted
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Rebecca
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Post by Rebecca on Jun 17, 2011 10:23:16 GMT -8
"Muh name's Rebecca. I w's..." the pup began, althouugh she let her voice trail of as Soul first turned his attention to a pink-haired youth further back in the cave, and then to the man who'd entered. The manner of the eldest human present did nothing if serve to remind the young puppy of Judge De Vil although, upon his sharp response to Soul's question, she thought better of voicing the observation.
"Ye dinae have tae be so rude about it." she commented, however. Heart-spotted dal shook her coat, inadvertantly sending a fine spray of water in the Judge's direction.
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Post by Daxter on Jun 17, 2011 14:45:06 GMT -8
Daxter crossed his arms giving the group a confused look, "Did I miss somethin' here?," he asked with a tad of an annoyed tone in his voice, "What's goin' on?," Daxter looked at Rebecca, "What are you guys doin' here?," Daxter then facepalmed, "Wait! Wait!, Don't tell me you're hidin' out from the storm right?! Me too, nice to meet ya, the name's Daxter AKA Orange Lightning," Daxter held out his hand to Rebecca.
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Judge Claude Frollo
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Post by Judge Claude Frollo on Jun 17, 2011 20:39:14 GMT -8
Frollo made a sound of shock as the dog sprayed him with water, his temper immediately flaring up again. He cast a glare in the animal's direction for a moment, then paused, a bit of confusion passing over his face. Wait a minute...did that mutt just...speak?
Wow. He really was getting old. Either that, or going mad.
Turning to the white haired boy, he raised an eyebrow, and pointed at the dog cautiously. "You, boy...tell me...did that dog just..." Frollo shook his head, feeling ridiculous for asking such a question, especially to a child. Clearing his throat, he finished quickly, "Did that dog just speak?"
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Soul
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Post by Soul on Jun 18, 2011 7:06:47 GMT -8
"I have a name you know. It's Soul." Soul said first. Being called 'boy' was not on his list of favorite things in the world. "And yes, Rebecca spoke as clearly as any of the rest of us." he replied. That ought to be more than enough of an answer when it was so clear. "Anyway, sorry Rebecca. I wanted to make sure I had the right person here. Seems like I found at least one person I was looking for." he added after a moment, his gaze briefly shifting to Crona again before returning to Rebecca. He would have plenty of time to catch up with Crona later. He wanted to know more about this strange group he found himself with. "So, anyway, how did you end up in a storm like this?" he asked again. This time, Soul wouldn't let himself get distracted before she could answer.
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Post by Master Splinter on Jun 18, 2011 7:19:22 GMT -8
(OCC: I'm bringing splinter only. I kinda wanted to do only one so no silver sorry Oh and I picked Splinter over silver to scare the crap outta frollo XD) Splinter was completely wet when he saw the forming group. He was tempted to go find somewhere else because from the look and sounds of Frollo he seemed like a very strict person. Even splinter himself wasn't that mitilant with children and in his opinion Soul and Crona just spoke to him not act like brats. Neverless he ignored his suspicion and walked to the enterance of the cave and said very politely "May I enter as well? I need a place to recuperate"
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Judge Claude Frollo
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Post by Judge Claude Frollo on Jun 18, 2011 19:53:55 GMT -8
Then it was official. Frollo was in Hell. For whatever reason, he'd been sent here to receive eternal torment in the form of happy children and talking dogs. Just lovely.
Giving a small groan, the judge leaned back against the wall of the cave, dragging a bony hand across his face tiredly. How was he ever going to endure this for...well, eternity? Before he could think of an answer to that question, he was suddenly distracted by another voice near the entrance of the cave. Good, this voice sounded as though it had age in it...perhaps there was someone entering now that would actually have sense enough to speak with him like a proper adult. Turning to face the entrance, Frollo's eyes suddenly widened when he saw the owner of the voice, his mouth falling open to gape like a fish.
A giant, talking rat. Oh god, this really was Hell...
"Demon! S-Satan's slave!" Frollo sputtered, drawing his knees up to his chest with a terrified look. He attempted to slide backwards, but was only met with the wall of the cave, literally trapping him between this rat and a hard place. Closing his eyes tightly, the judge clasped his hands together, bowing his head in an attempt to beg for redemption and salvation from the "accursed being," ignoring the fact that it would probably have little help in a place like this.
"Ay, Maria, save me..." he muttered over and over, shaking his head in exasperation.
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Crona
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Post by Crona on Jun 18, 2011 20:03:31 GMT -8
Crona just stared wide-eyed at Frollo as the current display went on before him. First the man had been shouting at them, now he was... praying? Crona wasn't sure what to make of it. He was just thankful that Ragnarok was currently dormant within him. The demon sword... well, Crona was almost certain that it wouldn't make things any better for Frollo to see his demon sword partner.
Despite being cold, wet, and very much afraid of the on-going storm, Crona decided to try and offer just a bit of comfort to the older man. True, he had been scared by him but it didn't mean he couldn't try to help. Soon enough the pink-haired boy was a bit closer to Frollo and shakily held out his hand to try and offer some sort of comfort. "It's okay, sir... I don't think he's going to hurt us. He... he just wants shelter from the storm like the rest of us." Crona said at last.
Soul rolled his eyes a little before returning his attention to Rebecca. He was doing his best to not burst out laughing at Frollo's fear of Splinter. Whoever Frollo was, it was clear the man was very religious. Soul himself wasn't particularly religious, but he would make no comment on that fact. They had a storm to ride out, after all.
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Post by Master Splinter on Jun 19, 2011 3:44:56 GMT -8
(OCC: XDDDDD That made me laugh like a idiot)
Splinter was extremely confused with frollo's praying but he did understand what he meant as satan's slave and demon. The older man didn't want him around. Splinter said kindly trying not to be impatient "I am very sorry to come off like that. Yes I mean no harm at all. I simply wanted to recuperate until the storm passed" Giving crona, soul and everyone else a smile he replied turning his grin into a frown "I suppose I should just go. Good luck to you all" With that he turned to walk away
(OCC: Quick someone stop him! lol)
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Crona
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Post by Crona on Jun 19, 2011 6:18:19 GMT -8
"W-Wait! D-Don't go back out there!" Crona cried. It was evident that the storm was getting worse. The rain was coming down harder, and another clap of thunder indicated that it wouldn't be stopping any time soon. "It... it's dangerous out there." Crona said as means of explanation. "We... we don't have to stay together long, I don't think. Just until the storm dies down. Can't... can't we stay together that long at least?" Crona asked.
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Post by Master Splinter on Jun 19, 2011 6:23:56 GMT -8
Splinter turned to face the pinkhaired boy and his frown of disappointment turned into a grin of gratitude. Splinter then sat next to the pinkhaired boy and crossed his legs and replied gratefully "Yes that would be most agreeable. Thank you for allowing me here"
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Crona
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Post by Crona on Jun 19, 2011 6:37:52 GMT -8
"N-No p-problem." Crona said. It was becoming more evident that it was the fact that he was cold and wet that was bringing about his stuttering. Being in a cave didn't really help matters, but he was trying not to complain. At least Splinter had decided to sit on the other side of him, away from Frollo. Hopefully that meant things wouldn't get too much worse for the older man. "Y-You're the one I s-saw when I f-first c-came to t-this world, a-aren't you?" Crona asked. He remembered seeing the rat before then, but he couldn't recall if he had been introduced before then. "A f-few d-days ago?" Crona asked for clarification's sake.
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