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[FaerieBoy]

"Your right." Then she leaned in a whispered quietly. "Don't worry. I'm here." She kissed him lightly on the head, before giving his hand one last squeeze. She then began walking again.

{OOC-Sorry wb.}

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Max Nightwolf
Male
18
Scientist
Phantom Thief
Somewhere,
in the middle of nowhere
Crush: Open
Mood: Normal(?)
Tagged: Misty
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Somewhere, in the middle of nowhere, there was a duo. Both related, cousins actually. One, was a ravenette, with a small smile happy-go-lucky grin (That was nearly border lining on possibly crazy) plastered over his features as he skipped (Yes, skipped, because Max was feeling very fabulous that day and decided to skip) beside the midget shorter young woman. The both of them, had for a year now, gone AWOL. The male's name was Max Nightwolf, ex-citizen of the city He also was known as the weirdo of the city too, along with Adam but you probably could've figured that out.. Under separate circumstances though. Though, their circumstances will be revealed at a later time. When his cousin stopped, he turned curiously to see why she had. "What's wrong Mist?" Max questioned, raising an eyebrow at the brunette. Hearing her reply, he tilted his head curiously.

"You sure? You know we've been trying to finding at least a storage for them for a while now...You never know if it's a trial from the Cheese guardian to test us if we're worthy." Hearing Misty's stubborn reply made him chuckle and roll his eyes. She never listened to him and his cheese ideals. But then again, it was because she wasn't infected enough by the Max disease she never really listened to anyone, He he trusted her judgement, after all, she was the leader of the Fireflies. Well, before she was. So it wasn't much of a shock when she opened the door to the storage. " Thank the Cheese Guardian! WE CAN HAVE FOOD AGAIN THAT DOESN'T TASTE LIKE GOOP! Good job Mist! Let's go! TO NARNIA!" Max grinned in excitement as he cartwheeled (Yeah, you heard me, cartwheeled. LIKE A CHEESE)inside, still speaking nonsense about the Cheese Guardian and how they were the chosen cheese children.
-Mini time skip, because laziness-
"Alright! We got the stuff! Now to leave the siggies here~" Max grinned. Then took out a spray-paint can and began to graffiti the wall with his signature. "Hmm? Okay. I'll wait outside for you then." The ravenette shrugged and walked outside, leaving Misty inside and following her instructions to trip the alarm (The very basic alarm mind you, it was a simple string alarm people are meant to trip over. Misty had known it was there, because she had made this before.) And so, he waited. Pfft, not really. He actually ended up pretending to be a Narwhal and making cow noises, while rolling around on the ground. And that was after only waiting five seconds for Misty.

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Misty Taitashi
Female
19
Ex-Leader
Phantom Thief
Somewhere,
in the middle of nowhere
Crush: Soon, Adam
Mood: Normal(?)
Tagged: Max
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Somewhere, in the middle of nowhere, there was a duo. Both related, cousins to be exact. One of them was an older, yet shorter young woman about the age of nineteen. (Or twenty, she forgotten the day it was, and whether her birthday had passed yet.) A small, contented smile was etched onto the brunette's features, much like her cousin, Max. Both were nomads as of the moment, having become lost and well, gone AWOL for about a year now. Luckily, both were still alive, though for only the brunette it would matter much from where she originated from. This young woman's name was well known, her being the ex-leader of the Fireflies. Well, that is, before she had gone missing. Her name is Misty Taitashi, or the (Ex) Queen of the Fireflies to some. Moving on, Misty and Max were just simply walking. (Well, Max was skipping...Fabulously) Suddenly, a familiar mark caught her eye and made her abruptly stop and jump in excitement.

"OHMYGOSH IT'S A FIREFLY MARK. IT MUST MEAN FOOD AND I HAVEN'T IN, LIKE, 3 DAYS ASDFGJK." She told him excitedly, as she searched around the camouflaged storage for the keypad to open the safe. "Yes! I am pretty sure, after all, I was the awesome leader of the Fireflies, wasn't I? No just sit on your butt and wait and see." It wasn't very long before she was able to find the keypad. Misty snickered as she entered the password, remembering exactly what it was. It was, "Bey-Blade the Fabulous airy Princess". "BEHOLD! FOOOOOOOD!" Misty dramatically spoke as she showed the now open storage. Giggling at her cousin's reaction, she followed him in, though she didn't cartwheel like him.
-Mini timeskip-
"Okie~" Misty responded as she followed suit, leaving her mark upon the walls, but then she remembered something as she finished her signature. "Hey Max, could ya trip that alarm trap over there and wait for me outside? I have something to do before we leave." The brunette spoke to him, then waited til he left. Then, she scribbled on a piece of paper she found along with a pen (How convenient!) a message. It read:
Thanks for the stuff guys~ Can' wait to give you all Fairy Princess makeovers once I see you all again. Especially you Bey-Blade. -MT
And with that, she left, using the alarm so they could eventually find her message....But she didn't leave before taking the pew pew and boom boom stuff of course.

[CorvusSchnee]

Flynn sheathed his blade, shifting into a stance few understood. It was the stance used by masters of battojutsu, specifically those who practiced with two blades. As he did so, his elbow brushed against his side, secretly activating a device's function without letting Shira know. He'd used this facade for a long time, hiding his disdain of the government well to give the Fireflies an advantage. It had all been for Shira, but confessing his feelings would require throwing away his mask. He could not do that at this point. Through the earpiece of each Firefly came the distorted voice of 'Commander'. "Fireflies, the time has come to mobilize. Shira has engaged Fernandes and should be capable of keeping him distracted. Take advantage of this and move in on the targeted supplies." Only after this did Flynn finally speak, having had his eyes closed as if thinking of what to say. "Yes, I know this government is evil, but so am I. I chose my life over the life of a friend an committed a grave sin. Thus am I evil, and shall therefore fight on that side. For a samurai must fight for his Daimyo. These are enough words. From this point on, only our actions will speak."

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❝ ɛxpɛct tɦɛ uɳɛxpɛctɛɗ ❞

age; 18 years
gender; female
team; fireflies
rank; spy
relationship status; single
tagged; flynn fernandes
ooc; signatures guys

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Shira shifted her gaze to the side, only barely able to see Fernandes as he sheathed his blade. Taking the chance, she turned around as well so that her back was no longer vulnerable to him. Just as she did so, the commanders voice sounded in her earpiece. At his words, she couldn't help but frown slightly. How did he or she know that she was currently in contact with Fernandes? Then again, it was possible that this person had other methods unknown to her. She knew little at all about the commander after all. Shaking off her brief moment of confusion, she refocused on the problem at hand at Flynn's words. "It doesn't seem like i would be able to convince you otherwise hm? No matter. If actions speak better than words to you then so be it," she replied back cooly. Her hand had never left the hilt of her katana, ready to draw at a moments notice. She did have a strong body for a girl, a former rich one at that, but she excelled with her sword or other blade in hand. Besides, against a Samurai it was better to keep a weapon in hand and Fernandes was no exception to that. One thing she knew for a fact, was that moving to strike first would be a grave mistake. So, she would allow him the first move, muscles ready to move on a moments notice if needed.

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❝ ι'll тaĸe yoυ on! ❞

age;; 20 years
gender;; male
team;; government
rank;; guard
relationship status;; single
tagged;; saki nishimura
ooc;; ---

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Shayne had been absently plucking at the cloth covering the cot, when he heard Saki making her way over after a few moments of awkward silence. Her face was slightly flushed. He couldn't help the faint smile that spread across his face, finding that simple fact to be rather adorable. Had him simply standing so close behind her caused her to act like that? How cute. He didnt say anything however, and instead simply stayed as still as possible as the medic went to bandaging up the wound. The pressure that she applied stung a little, but it was nothing he wasn't used to. As Saki finished up and mentioned that he could leave, he couldn't help but want to stay longer. "Do you really want to get rid of me so badly Saki? And here i thought we were friends," he commented back, pasting a mock sad expression on his face as he teased her. Of course, he did see them as something similar to friends, even if that wasn't exactly what they were, but still. It wasn't like he didnt stop buy all the time.

[нana ѕong]

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[CorvusSchnee]

Now came the difficult part: fighting Shira without showing signs of holding back. Obviously he would need to injure her, but he needed to do so in a way that made it seem that he was trying to end her life. Luckily for him, the sturdy material that his sheathes had been made from could easily take several sword strikes without being destroyed. This also gave him the advantage of being able to draw his blades after blocking any strike. The trick was simple and would later be named Twin Dragon Style: False Scales. By 'drawing' his blades swiftly, Flynn could create the illusion that his blades had been removed from their sheathes. In doing so, he could effectively create an opening for his blades to exploit. Against any other opponent, it might even prove to be a fatal error on that part. Shira would be allowed to hammer away at the 'False Scales' and never truly make any progress. After all, not every samurai focused on strength alone. For a battojutsu master, speed and reflexes were just as necessary. Thus did Flynn make the first move, his new technique being put into action.

[Speak]

ｓａｋｉ -ｎｉｓｈｉｍｕｒａ

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[ age ]
twenty

[ gender ]
female

[ rank ]
government medic

[ tagged ]
shayne

[ ooc ]
wah! Writers block
why?

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Holding her breath Saki didn't dare look Shayne in the eye at that moment afraid that if she did her thoughts would be laid bare for all to see. Though she'd said he could go Saki felt unhappy at the thought of him leaving, a strange thought for the often solitary medic. "Do you really want to get rid of me so badly Saki? And here i thought we were friends," Shayne said making Saki wince a little. The young medic knew that often she came off as quiet and perhaps not the friendliest of souls, her predilection of thinking the worst of, well, everyone not always making the best of first impressions.
Avoiding his eye Saki glanced off to the side "uh-we are...at least I thought so..." she mumbled glancing momentarily at his face and instantly recognizing the mocking expression. This time it was shame that coloured the medics face, she'd mistaken the tone of his voice and had foolishly revealed some thoughts that should've remained unsaid. "If you want to stay that's fine, but there isn't much to do here." she said avoiding his gaze once again. Moving away the medic returned to her chair and sat cross-legged on it balancing her notebook on one knee and her textbook on the other.

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❝ ɛxpɛct tɦɛ uɳɛxpɛctɛɗ ❞

age; 18 years
gender; female
team; fireflies
rank; spy
relationship status; single
tagged; flynn fernandes
ooc; no idea whats going on

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Shira frowned slightly, the two seeming to have a staring contest for a few moments. Once Flynn finally made his move, the kunochi was ready for him. Unsheathing her blade, she raised it just in time to avoid a blow to her side. While she was blocking one blade, she kept care to keep an eye on the second at all times as well, not wanting to risk any fatal injuries on account of being sloppy. Eyes narrowed in concentration, she waited to see what he would do next.

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ѕнαуиє αи∂єяѕ
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❝ ι'll тaĸe yoυ on! ❞

age;; 20 years
gender;; male
team;; government
rank;; guard
relationship status;; single
tagged;; saki nishimura
ooc;; ---

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Shayne had felt slightly bad for what he said once he noticed Saki's behavior, figuring that she hadn't known he was teasing her at first, but soon relaxed. Man she was cute when she was rather abashed. "Heh... I have nothing to do anyways. If i leave i'll probably just wind up back here later anyways," he said in return with a soft laugh. That was probably quite true. While his shoulder still throbbed a bit, he was rather skilled with his spear and could use only one hand to wield it though he didnt prefer that method. Too sloppy for his tastes. If someone pushed him a little too far however, he would have fought them and probably ended up with some new cut to deal with. Returning to the present, Shayne watched as Saki made her way over to her usual chair, sitting cross-legged like a child with notepad and book balancing on her knees. Smiling, Shayne scooted back on the cot a bit, resting his shoulders back against the wall as he let his gaze drift around the room. It was true that their wasn't much to do, so it wasn't long after that he came up with an idea. "Say Saki..." He started with, returning his gaze back to the medic. "When does the next medic come in to relieve you?" He asked, hoping it was rather soon. Besides, it was high time that he do this anyways.

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Max Nightwolf
Male
18
Scientist
Phantom Thief
Somewhere,
in the middle of nowhere
Crush: Open
Mood: Normal(?)
Tagged: Misty
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"Finally! C'mon! We need to get going!Standing around like this will probably get us caught-and girl I am too fabulous to be a hostage or a prisoner." Max spoke, upon noticing Misty had exited the building. As he spoke he snapped his fingers in a "Z" formation. He slung his two bags once again upon his shoulders and began to skip again, leading the way...wherever that was.

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Misty Taitashi
Female
19
Ex-Leader
Phantom Thief
Somewhere,
in the middle of nowhere
Crush: Soon, Adam
Mood: Normal(?)
Tagged: Max
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Misty smiled and nodded, she knew that standing around here would risk being caught by the small patrols the city sends out every now and then. "Mkay Max, let me close this first-" Misty nodded and closed the entrance to the hideout for the food storage. Seeing Max skip away alarmed her. "Hey! Wait up!" She spoke, before scurrying after her cousin.