A Modern Day Fantasy Rp [6/10]

I chuckle. "Seems like she wanted you to chill, Noctua. Just wondering, has she let anyone else call her that or is that reserved for her husband?"
OOC: attempting to break the tension... shhh.... Also, mentioning her husband will probably screw me over but eh.

 

Hello Cuffs, Cander." I reach out to shake hands with them. "Do you need something? I'm in a bit of a conversation.

 

Niko: Well, looks like we’re in for a long night.

Let’s smack him a few times, maybe hit him with the blunt of the blade once or twice. Overall, bruise him up a bit.

If he’s still conscious, see if he’s more willing to answer (tbh, I doubt it). Either way, I’ll attempt to find someplace to hang the guy up, smacking a guy for info’s a bit tedious if you have to constantly pick him up and put him down over and over again.

 

OOC: The training room just received a new shipment of punching bags. >.>

 

OOC: Now comes with realistic sound effects.

 

Aquila's a maiden. RIPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP

Are you trying to get yourself killed?

The room temperature goes from cold to BELOW FREEZING. A minature snowstorm starts and ice creeps along the walls.

"Baadddd idea," Noctua says outloud.

"What did you just say to me?" Aquila glares at you as your body slowly starts to go numb.

After about a rough 20 minutes of beating, the guy says, "Are . . . you . . . goin . . . to . . . stop . . . or . . . not . . .?" Then he recovers his voice. "This is getting you nowhere pal."

"Yes, infact I do need something," Cander eyes Dr. Lakrow. "Why is it that an expensive car is parked near a nearly destroyed building observing what is going on? Who are you and I don't just mean your name cuz you already said that."

Dr. Lakrow just shakes her head. "If you think I caused this, you're stepping on the wrong ground."

@Arch sees this scene too

 

"You know," I say putting my street face on. "I don't think we're stepping on the wrong ground. The way you're denying it tells me something else."

 

OOC: Yes! We got off topic! Probably at the cost of my life tho rip me
"To you, nothing specifically." I shrug. "It was more asking Noctua a question."
Wait a moment or two to collect my thoughts cause it's cold...
I eat my cheesecake. (after fumbling with the fork/spoon a bit)

OOC: Uhh... yeah actually. That's why I ignored all her warnings. >.>

 

@MistaTigger, you see this too.

 

Niko: Eh, the thing is, this is kind of fun, and I’ve got nothing better to do anyways. Besides, giving people a beating, be it friend or foe, is basically my job. Though... yes... I do suppose I can try that... though I’m a bit rusty at it. Eh, but it seems I’m getting a bit ahead of myself. Would you rather talk before or after I bring out the knives. I’m pretty sure you’ve gotten a first row seat to my... bladework. Either way, I can wait. I literally have all the time in the world.

 

"Wow........." Aquila starts. "Do you not know when you've stepped on wrong turf? You (insert long rant here)" Noctua just comments "oof" or "rip" everytime some big roast comes up. (Again, Noctua: Most Helpful Angel to you).

But then . . .

"Aquila..........stop . . . please," you can hear Kayla barely whisper. The increased freezing stops and Aquila's rant stops. "Stop . . . before you freeze him to death . . ." she barely says.

Aquila takes a long breath before redacting all of the ice and snow until the place is back to normal. "I'm sorry I lost my temper there," she said softly.

"Wow . . . this is a whole set of 'firsts' to me," Noctua says in your head. "How did you manage to pull this off?"

Finally, an expression of worry is cast on the guy's face . . . but only for a split second. He then recovers and says, "Bring it on!" but there is some wavering and uncertainty in his voice.

The woman now known as Dr. Lakrow sighs. "That's where you're wrong," she replies shaking her head.

"Dr. Lakrow!" a new voice says. It's an adult running over. "Are these people bothering you?" he asks directly to Dr. Lakrow.

"Who are you?" Cander eyes the man suspiciously.

"Er, call me Mr. Lopez," the man says. "Now excuse me, why are you all crowding around my bosses' car?"

@MistaTigger you see this too and can reply to this.

 

OOC: I'm just as good with girls as I am with interrogation. ^-^
"Ouch. My ego just took a big hit there." I say solemnly. I shake myself to warm up a bit. Then I grin. "It's great that the cold kept the sundae nice. Would have been bad if it melted."

 

Niko: You see, here’s the issue. I can’t seem to remember where to... place the blades without killing you at the moment. So sit tight for a bit while I figure this out. So... while I’m giving you this... say... hour-long bearing this time, think about whether you’ll like to try your luck.

The beating will now commence.

 

I start pacing back and forth, streetlord challenge. "Maybe because . . ." I use my fingers to count my reasons while maintaining my other hand on the amulet feeding it power, "She might be the one who caused that destroyed bank, she's observing the scene from somewhat afar in an expensive car, and from my experience, the rich don't care what happen to the middle class or the poor," I spout more as an insult.

 

OOC: How cold is that spoon... and is it metal? .-. Maybe she shouldn't eat it right now...

OOC: DUDE YOU SPILLED BLOOD IN MY INTERROGATION ROOM?!? Thanks. It's looks more horrifying and would probably work better now. :D

 

Aquila just stares at you hard as if debating on several ways to kill you painfully. But something tells you that she's not the type to do that . . . not even close. So maybe you're practically free on continuing these amazing sentences because there's no real threat here.

Then Noctua speaks. "Actually, I'm pretty sure the sundae is uh . . . frozen by now . . ." he gestures at the sundae, "due to the temperatures going to below freezing. I highly doubt that thing is eatable right now without breaking your teeth. Not to mention that the spoon might be stuck frozen in there as well."

After about 5 minutes of grunts and screaming, the guy finally says, "Okay, okay, stop! I'll tell you what you want . . . Just don't torture me anymore!" Seemed a little bit easy but ok. Wat now?

 

Niko: Now that’s the spirit! Well then, who exactly are you, and why did you come here? On that note, how did you get here? The place isn’t exactly easy to get to.

 

I look at the sundae.
If it's frozen: I look at Aquila. "You froze my sundae! Or... at least the sundae I was giving to her... Eh." I stand up. "I'll go order 4 more, one for each of us."
If it isn't frozen: "It doesn't seem frozen... should be fine." I shrug. Then I turn to Kayla. "You going to eat that or are we going to leave it there till it melts?

 

"I'm . . . I'm one of the middle ranekrs of F8 . . . Fate I mean. We're a clan that hates the M.S.A.A . . . I was given orders to sneak in and . . . bomb the place . . . do whatever to mess it up. We were tipped off on how to get it . . . by one of your members . . ." then he clamps his mouth shut as if he's said to much. Really, you feel like you're just scratching the surface.

"Sounds good," Noctua grins giving two thumbs up.

"I'll . . . pass," Aquila says.

Kayla doesn't respond.

 

If I can order without leaving the room: I order 3 strawberry sundaes (Unless Noctua tells me other wise).
If I have to leave: "Any specifics?" Then walk out to order 4 sundaes (strawberry for me). (The faster this is done, yhe better). Then I quickly walk back to the group.