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Zarkun
I copied and pasted it right from his post. I swear. It's an easy mistake to make. That's why I asked soren. So he can explain when he gets back.
Merlin and the kids had appeared in a small room with a boy in bed. Merlin grabbed the boys shirt and the owl Archimedes flew over to his shoulder and yelled "It's about time you old coot!" Merlin glared at the bird as Yen-Sid's hat popped in and out of it came the fairies. Merlin hung his head as the pink fairy nodded at him. Then he looked back at the group. "Alright kids lets get a move on!" He held the star tight and off they went into the darkness of inter-space hoping that Traverse Town would hear their hearts and be there for them.
soren
Um... No he didn't...
SO I FINALLY POST. I MAKE THE EFFORT AND YOU"RE ALL GONE! Typical >_> lol jkjkjk But seriously guys.
Ah, shit, nevermind. Always hit the refresh button before you post guys. Learn from my mistakes.
Kafka Komedy
I been there Kafka. I been there a lot... With all my mistakes and stuff Q_Q
Mitsuki had been strolling along calmly. She greeted others but made it clear she couldn't stop. She'd taken a moment to pick up some papers the final team assignments. It had been tasked to her as she had the least to do. "No problem. I'll do it. Leave it to the woman." She grumbled using her sex as a sort of excuse. Of course the didn't matter. She was just lazy. Regardless she made it to the room and grin. "Morning all!" She wave and immediately approached the other Jonin. Was she the last one? No. There was a genin missing if her math was correct. Guess she'd have to wait. "Oh, Jerin, Netsu. Here." She said handing them the papers describing who'd be assigned to each of them. ------------------------------------- Nagato had been running for a bit. He'd likely have gotten to the academy already, but along the way he'd continuously stopped to greet and help various people with quick little takes. However, it was all just about done. Hopefully he wouldn't be the last to arrive. No... No way... He couldn't be LAST right? No way..." As he walked down the hall and entered the room he couldn't help but facepalm. His kindness towards his fellow villagers had caused him to be late. The last one. Why the hell not?! He sighed. "N-Nagato Uzuma... AH!" He stopped short and shouted pointing out Jerin. "What are you doing here?!" He question his uncle. What kind of cruel joke... No... He couldn't be Nagato's Jonin. There was just no way. Mitsuki nodded and wave. "Hurry hurry." She said causing Nagato to stop, his face turning slightly red with embarrassment. "R-right..." He said before taking a breath. "Nagato Uzumaki, reporting in." He said as he made his way to take a seat. "Good. Now we'll begin by announcing who we are and then all of you can follow our lead." She said hoping Jerin and Netsu wouldn't mind her moving things along at the moment. " Repeat your names, and give us a little info. Anything simple or interesting should be fine." She said before looking at her paper. "I'm Mitsuki Nara. The three genin I'll be leading and teaching are as follows. Akira Firumu, Raima Ikazuchi, and Genji Ryzhao." With that she looked over at Netsu and Jerin. It was one of their turns. Nagato was paying close attention. That was one Jonin down. He had to be on the next one's team. Other wise he'd be stuck on the team of his uncle. There was no way right? Right?!
claps Nice stuff onenote
Iggy nearly burst out laughing when Torie requipped his helmet and the chef at landed. But he managed to keep control. "W-well... If any of you wanna learn I'll be happy to teach you some stuff." He said shifting the topic so he wouldn't laugh as Torie in front of his sisters. And then Torie said he'd meet him at the guild. "Oh? Tryin to get rid of me?" He laughed a little before turning to leave. "Ah well. I'll do my best. See ya." He cheerfully spoke as he waved heading out the door. "But be quick! It's best to NOT anger a dragon." He joked.
So for now when I need to post as Harrison I'll post as him, and when soren and Yog post and I need to answer with Nicolas I will. Because it gets boring waiting for EVERYONE to post.
After leaving it didn't take long for Harrison to make his way to his most recent employer. Maybe a half an hour... Forty-five minutes tops. He couldn't very well use the front door as this building would likely have people. Customers, normal employees. It was a small branch of Wayne-Stark enterprises. The man who ran this building had some shares and could handle his own section. The building had a pretty good location. He often tried to outsmart or screw over Harrison, but it never panned out. Harrison had written contracts and other documents and evidence that could easily have him shut down. Much of the share holders actually weren't as noble as Wayne or Stark. Only maybe 3 were on the up and up. Harrison knew because he did his homework on them all. Harrison wasn't playing with a full deck of cards for sure, but an idiot he was not. That's why he approached from the roof. As usual around this time the man's window was open. He wasn't waiting for the young mercenary. That was for sure. He often expected Harrison to bite the dust in fact. No, around this time he'd be enjoying a cool breeze and the feel of the son while sipping some scotch. A habit. A dangerous habit but a habit all the same. The reason it was dangerous was that somebody like Harrison could, "Oomph!" He grunt as he landed in the office transitioning into a roll and immediately stopping in a crouch his guns in hand. One pointed at the man and the other at his one so called elite bodyguard. "Tch tch tch." Harrison twirled the guns and slipped them into his holsters. "Two clicks and two would be dead." He said calmly. He didn't have silencers but that didn't mean a damn thing. He could be gone before anyone even came into the room and saw the bodies. With that done he stood up straight and immediately kicked the body guard back down as he'd tried to get up and make a move. "Don't do that again." He said before turning to his employer. "Now you. Money." "Relax. I gotta inspect my merchandise first." The man chuckled trying to hide the fact that he'd nearly shit his pants. "Sit down. Have a drink. Preferably don't kill my guard." Harrison sighed. "Make it quick old man." He said as he snatched a bottle of the good scotch. The old man didn't try to argue as he opened his box. What was in it was a priceless statue. Worth more than the scotch and the money for the job combined. Which was why he didn't argue with Killing joke snatching liquor bottles. This 17 year old couldn't and likely wouldn't even get really drunk. Buzzed every once in a while maybe, but not drunk. The damn healing factor fucked him over in that regard. It was honestly most of the reason he drank and did other stupid shit at his age anyway. "Everything is in order. How would..." The old man stopped and sighed. "Right... Cash..." He said with a bit of an annoyed tone. "Ricky. Check if the secretary is here and have her give you the briefcase from the closet. Tell her to give it to you and not to come in." With that the old man and Harrison were left to wait.
Iggy laughed a gave Torie a hearty slap on the back. "Pay me back? No way! And quit the extra thanks. You'll make a guy blush." His laughing stopped and a calm smile rested on his face. "You're my friend. A precious nakama. Think nothing of it." He further explained just a bit before looking at his sisters. They were a fun little group. He turned and returned to his spot leaning on the wall. "By the way, any of your sisters planning on becoming a mage one day?" He asked a little curious. "Or is it just gonna be you going on adventures and what not?" He added with a slight chuckle. He'd prefer not to think of the money as a debt or anything like that. He'd likely do it again in the future whether Torie asked, or even wanted it. That was probably why he was so quick to move on to the next subject on his mind.
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