eins | voice

[zehel]

Pit-stop with an entrance exam, eh?

. . . long as they won't be testing us on the way out.

Any ladies might wanna mind their heads outside. We're 'bout due for a shower of brats.

[ ooc | Anythingggg welcome, though fair warning—replies may be slow 'til Monday afternoon. :X ]

Comments

[disinheriting.livejournal.com]

O-oi!! What are you doing?! Put me down! Stop treating me like a kid!

[FLAILS AROUND!!!]

[halflost.livejournal.com]

Sure that's what you want?

[disinheriting.livejournal.com]

Yes I'm sure! Now let go!

[FIDGET FLAIL FLAIL]

1/2

[halflost.livejournal.com]

Since you're asking nicely.

[ SO ABOUT THAT FOUNTAIN NEARBY. LANDING IN 3... 2... ]

[halflost.livejournal.com]

[ ... and whenever Rin makes his way upright, there'll be a chain with a heavy cross dangling before his nose. ]

Next time a bishop tells you something, try listening.

[disinheriting.livejournal.com]

You looking for a fight?!

[After an unmanly yell, Rin sits up in the fountain, GLARING... before he sees the cross.]

A bishop?

[Kinda like the guys at the monastery. He nods and is now...trying to reach for the cross]

I haven't seen an emblem like that before--

[halflost.livejournal.com]

No surprise there.

[ jerking it out of reach, denied. ]

Think you've been briefed enough for a mission?

[disinheriting.livejournal.com]

I'm finding a stupid bookstore, aren't I? How much more briefing can you do?

[...perk!]

Is it a demon that possesses books?

[halflost.livejournal.com]

Somebody briefed enough wouldn't have to ask.

[disinheriting.livejournal.com]

Then...what are you waiting for?

[Tail splashes around in the water.]

[halflost.livejournal.com]

[ looking him over... :|a ]

The document I'm about to pass over's real sensitive. It's gonna need respectful treatment.

[disinheriting.livejournal.com]

[EYES SO WIDE IN WONDER!]

To me...?

[SO SPARKLY SO SHINY]

Uh--right!

[He wipes his hands as much as he could before climbing out of the fountain.]

What kind of document is it, anyway?

[halflost.livejournal.com]

[ extracting a folded piece of paper from his coat pocket. It looks... like a folded piece of paper. He eyes Rin's (drying) hands before lending it. ]

Just pass it to a clerk at the bookshop. They'll know what to give you.

[disinheriting.livejournal.com]

[He feels very honored and very humbled right now! Starting to already unfold the paper, though...]

Some kinda fetch quest, then. Well, I've gotta start someone, right?

[halflost.livejournal.com]

Oi, you see a clerk anywhere?

[ EARFLICK: TAKE TWO. ]

[disinheriting.livejournal.com]

You didn't say I couldn't open it, geezer!

[He grumbles and looks around to select a direction to head in first.]

[halflost.livejournal.com]

[ While Rin's looking, Frau tosses his communicator into the air and catches it again. He passes by, chancing for another thunk on his skull on his walk away, just because he can. ]

You can call me on this thing when you have it.

[disinheriting.livejournal.com]

Oi...do you really have to do that every time?

[He grumbles before perking]

Sure thing!

[He'll open it along the way!]

You just stay right here and rest or whatever it is you guys do.

[halflost.livejournal.com]

[ And off he goes! ]

[disinheriting.livejournal.com]

[He walks far away enough and glances back to make sure Frau can't really see him well. He unfolds the paper and..............

...sees a drawing of what's supposed to be a lady.

And magazine titles like

Busty and Beautiful

Delicious Blondes!

He immediately marches back toward Frau, waving the paper in his face.]

Just what the hell kind of mission is this?!

[halflost.livejournal.com]

Didn't I say not to open it?

[disinheriting.livejournal.com]

Yeah, well-- you said I should be briefed, right? So I briefed myself! And it's a damn good thing I did, pervert bishop!

[halflost.livejournal.com]

What's that? You want another tour inside the fountain, brat?

[disinheriting.livejournal.com]

...Shura sent you, didn't she?

[And he's off in his own corner, now, dissing her.]

[halflost.livejournal.com]

[ looks at Rin.

looks around.

With a sigh, he makes a very big show of checking his communicator. ]

One hour, forty-seven minutes.