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Post by Incendiary Aftermath on Nov 13, 2011 21:40:01 GMT -5
*I laugh and take her by the hand, then twirl her about* Well, my dear, let's dance to the sound of the world burning, shall we? *I pull her in close and stare into her eyes* Hey there.
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Post by Volume Virus on Nov 13, 2011 21:44:09 GMT -5
Oh, hi, when did you get here? *I laugh lightly.* And I'm not sure that has a very good beat. Kind of...sporadic. I can make something up, though. *I start humming, making up an impromptu waltz.*
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Post by Incendiary Aftermath on Nov 13, 2011 21:47:11 GMT -5
*I smile and bring my head closer to her. I lower my voice to a whisper* So am i getting a glimpse of pre-war Volume? I like her. I like her a lot. *I twirl her a few times, then dip her*
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Post by Volume Virus on Nov 13, 2011 21:54:43 GMT -5
Not exclusively. I haven't been this happy all the time since way before the war. But I'll have episodes where I'm like this occasionally. Like now. *I hum a few more bars of my waltz before continuing.* She had a lot more friends than she thought she did, Andrea. Prewar Volume, that is. She hated her life, but when she came out here and turned into postwar Volume, well...divorced parents can hardly compare to the apocalypse.
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Post by Incendiary Aftermath on Nov 13, 2011 22:01:23 GMT -5
Just a bit... *I spin her a few more times and, with some due thought, kiss her on the cheek* I'm sorry for that, but i'm taking advantage of this happy Volume while i can. Call it selfish, cuz it probably is.
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Post by Volume Virus on Nov 13, 2011 22:09:38 GMT -5
Oh, no, I completely understand. I'm reveling in it too. *I smile again.* But, one thing...you're twirling me too much. I'm getting dizzy. *For added effect, I roll my eyes around a few times, then laugh again.*
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Post by Incendiary Aftermath on Nov 13, 2011 22:22:50 GMT -5
*Jokingly, i twirl her around several more times until she really is dizzy, then i sigh* I want this to last forever. And yea, i'll punch myself for how cheesy that line is later... but it's true.
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Post by Volume Virus on Nov 14, 2011 16:12:41 GMT -5
Well, I'm not going to punch you for it. We both know that an attack's coming...and I'd choose this over fighting to the death any day. *I sigh, and reluctantly step back, breaking IA's hold on me. Weirdly enough, I would have preferred it if that never ended, either.* I'm sorry, but at this point we really don't have time for this. We've been dancing for an hour or so when we should have been making battle plans. Not that I'm protesting, but...the fate of pretty much the entire world is more important than the two of us.
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Post by Incendiary Aftermath on Nov 14, 2011 17:09:56 GMT -5
Sometimes i don't think so... *I grab my bad and begin searching through it* Tell Vani to keep an eye on the camera, will you? Go make nice, we need you to be... not hating each other.
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Post by Volume Virus on Nov 14, 2011 17:20:40 GMT -5
I won't if she won't. That's a promise. A conditional one, but a promise. *I slowly turn and walk out of the room and down the stairs. I hear Vanity talking to someone, a man, in the central room and sort of knock on the wall.* Um, hi...first of all, Aftermath said to keep an eye on the cameras, watch for anything suspicious. And second, I'm sorry for getting on your nerves before.
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Post by vanityviolence on Nov 14, 2011 17:26:23 GMT -5
Someone getting on Vani's nerves for a change? Ha! Thats a new one. Okay, now I have three things to say. First, this is our host, my dear Endgame. It's nice to meet you. But get one thing straight...I'm not her "dear" anything. *smiles slightly* Now, don't you go flirting with her. The girl's spoken for. Second, you didn't annoy me nearly as much as you seem to think you did. In fact, I rather enjoyed our little bout of witth banter, although your side wasn't quite as witty. And lastly suspicious as in what? Because I DID notice a man in a strange, strange outfit walking around. Don't know where he came from, but it certainly wasn't this lovely city of mine.
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Post by Incendiary Aftermath on Nov 14, 2011 17:31:53 GMT -5
*I come bursting through the door the moment i hear "strange outfit"* Was it leather based? Like a fucked up biker or something? *I blast right past Vani and look toward the monitors* Where?
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Post by vanityviolence on Nov 14, 2011 17:39:29 GMT -5
That wouldn't have been the term I used but okay, yeah, like that. EG? *zooms in on a single camera feed, near the wall in the north of the city* Here. What, is that a bad thing? If Mr. Aftermath thinks so, then yes. *fixes her hair, offended at being shoved aside* If this is how you treat women all the time, I despair for your young gir- Shut up, Vanity, this apparently is not the time.
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Post by Incendiary Aftermath on Nov 14, 2011 17:46:06 GMT -5
*I look at the figure and recognize the battle suit of Mamba* Sweet lady of sorrows. *I stop for a bit and think about what i said.* I mean... Fuck me! I need to get ahold of Orwell, and fast. And any other Killjoys in the area. Vani, EG, if you treasure this little set up you have here, i suggest you keep an eye out for more people like him. *I lean in closer to Endgame* And you keep your eyes off Vol.
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Post by vanityviolence on Nov 14, 2011 17:52:55 GMT -5
Hey, hey! Relax. I didn't have my eyes ON her. I've just been spending too much time with Vanity. I'm not a threat...trust me. We'll watch for 'em. *drapes her arms over EG's shoulders and lays her head on one of them* *rolls eyes and switches back to a spread of all the feeds* You see? If I was a threat, Van'd punch me even more full of holes than I already am. Hey, hey! It was one time, and you snuck up on me. Jerk. *turns her head slightly towards Aftermath* I've already told him she was spoken for, m'dear. Don't you fret. He knows the risks.
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