Wandering The Warehouse ((Open))

[Yai]

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Yai sighed, sitting down in the corner of the warehouse, bored, lonely and seeking someone to bother. She looked to her left, then her right, nothing but objects. She thought maybe everyone was out and about and that she should go too, but she was too scared to go out on her own and decided not to. She felt that the humans were a bit scary and that she didn't want to socalize, knowing that all they'd do is talk to her about things that mean nothing, and all she'd do is question them.

Her red eyes, rimmed with white, had scanned the area as she stood up, her long black hair that faded into red falling on her shoulders. Yai fixed her tight biker jacket then began to roam around the large warehouse. She walked out the door and began to take a stroll, walking on the outsides of the place, not wanting to go any further than 20 feet from the warehouse itself.

'I wonder what is there to do around here....' She asked herself, walking slowly, her hair blowing in the slight wind. She had her sword at her side, her clothing, even though tight, nice fitting. Yai smiled though, the peace and quiet but questioning on why it was so quiet. 'Hn...'

[Crazy]

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Finally joining another thread. Sorry that I haven't been to active.

IT HAD BEEN MANY MOONS SINCE CRAZY HAD DECIDED TO GO FOR A RELAXING WALK. And by many moons, Crazy really meant that it had been a few days. BUT STILL A NICE RELAXING WALK AFTER BRUTALLY KILLING A TARGET WITH A LARGE ROCK WAS ALWAYS ENJOYABLE. Having cleaned himself up, Crazy was now taking the time to ponder the deeper meanings of life. Like if he left any DNA evidence at the crime scene. Or if his escape plan from the country was good enough if things went bad. NORMAL PHILOSOPHICAL STUFF LIKE THAT.

But soon Crazy was not content with mere walking. FOR HE SOON UPGRADED TO SKIPPING. But not only skipping BUT WHISTLING THE ANDY GRIFFITH THEME TOO. And it was while he was skipping and merrily whistling that he would pass through the warehouse district. Moving through the warehouse district he noticed a person with a jacket. And she had a hair. AND A FACE.

Deciding to be nice, Crazy turned his head to her and said, "Hello." while giving a smile and a wave. FOR THAT WAS THE POLITE THING TO DO. And Crazy that was one of Crazy's rules. Along with being efficient and having a plan to kill everyone you meet (pistol shot to the face was his plan with Yai). But then there was a problem that Crazy was skipping on a roughing terrain and wasn't looking where he was going. and thus Crazy would fall face first onto the concrete. WHAT A COMPLETELY NON-CLICHE NOR FORCED EVENT TO FORCE INTERACTION BETWEEN TWO PEOPLE WHO WOULD PROBABLY NEVER INTERACT IN NORMAL CIRCUMSTANCES.

[Yai]

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Yai stood there, stopping in her tracks, turning to him and looking at him with a dull smile. "Hello..." Her voice was low. She looked at the male with a tilted head. Something was really off about him, and she didn't know what it would be. She stood there and then she would turn and begin to walk again. She couldn't understand why he was talking to her all of a sudden so she decided to just walk after she said hello.

'Hm....' Her instincts were to ask him why he looked like that. Why his hair was such a color, why his eyes were that color. How was he born. So many things rambling on in her head but they were useless questions so she decided not to ask them.

Yai's boots made just little noise, click clacking on the floor lightly. Her long hair bouncing as she walked. He could notice that she was no little kid. Her chest was a bit too big for the jacket she wore but it was no matter. She didn't care too much about appearance, rather than just keeping herself presentable for people if a superior came up to her or something.

[Crazy]

Had Yai asked some of the questions she had planned to ask, she would have gotten a most in depth answer. FOR CRAZY ACTUALLY KNEW A BIT ABOUT GENETICS AND COULD EXPLAIN STUFF (not very well but he could try). But alas, today wouldn't be the day for Crazy to show the world that even a psychotic mercenary who could see and talk to both ghosts and cannibalistic spirit monster knew a bit about genetics. BUT SADLY THIS OPPURTUNITY WOULD BE LOST TO THE AGES.

But at the very least Crazy wouldn't be able to fully grasp THE TRAGIC LOSS OF THIS ONCE IN A LIFETIME OPPURTUNITY. For he had other things on his mind. Things which he had noticed were more important for the moment. THESE THINGS HAD TO DO WITH THE FACT THAT HE WAS CURRENTLY FACE DOWN ON CONCRETE AND HAD YET TO GET UP (there wasn't much else that he had noticed yet). But Crazy would eventually get up and notice other things like how his face hurt from falling onto concrete. BUT HE WOULD TAKE THINGS ONE STEP AT A TIME AND FOR NOW HE WOULD BE CONTENT TO STARE AT THE CONCRETE FOR A FEW MORE MOMENTS (it really was a lovely shade of grey).

[nathaniscool]

Darius stepped out on top an empty warehouse, one not far from that of which the other vizards had chosen. "Oh how wonderful it is to back here, but I will miss the Amuricas, he said looking up to the clouds hoping there would be some form of rain. He didn't lug his umbrella around for nothing. No sir/ma'am/he/she/it. If it wasn't raining there could at least be a lovely wind to carry him down Mary Poppins style.

At last. Fate had answered his text and sent quite the tornado. Strong curling winds pushed the fallen leaves high into the sky, as well as almost taking the tiny vizard along for a ride.

Soon the winds settled. Darius raised his umbrella high over his head and opened it with a push of a button. The loose black fabric popped up and straightened out with 'click' and a 'fomph.' Darius had a quick look around before taking and had found quite the young woman and some kinda of concrete-sucking-man-thing. He tip-toed off the edge and was whisked away by the curdling breeze and landed softly of to the right of the young woman. He sent her smile upon closing his umbrella. He put the strap attached to it and let it hang and said to her, "Looks like this things.. got me covered. He began wheezing ridiculously and slapping his knee.

[Yai]

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Her red eyes looked up then looked around as she heard something. Yai turned her head to see the male that had greeted her was face flat on the floor. She blinked and wondered 'How the hell did he fall?' She stoped walking and looked up, seeing someone falling down until they were next to her. She looked at them and then asked after he had his moment of hysteria.

"Why didn't you just jump down or just go to the roof door and go inside of the warehouse and come back down? Why do you have an umbrella....it isn't even raining..." A barrage of questions were thrown to him as she would look at the male who was standing next to her.

Yain noticed he was a little shorter than she was but it didn't matter to her. She then sighed, not really giving him time to answer and she walked away, wondering why those two approached her with such strange entrances.


Notes: Crazy, I'm getting confused with your posts with all the caps and such... Mind explaining to me in pm's what it means? Thank you.

[Crazy]

As he continued to stare at the concrete and all of the EXTREMELY INTERESTING SECRETS that it concealed, Crazy soon decided that it was time to get up. There were only so many universal secrets that the concrete could tell him. BUT CRAZY WOULD EVENTUALLY LEARN THEM ALL.

But then Crazy realized that something was different. Hearing someone land next to him as a gust of wind passed, Crazy got up and noticed the new comer (tackle to the ground, punch in the face then bash skull in with rock). IT SEEMS LIKE A NEW CHALLENGER ARRIVED. One who could defy the laws of physics with nothing but an umbrella AND HIS SPIRIT (Crazy was kind of jealous). BUT CRAZY HAD SPIRIT TOO. Crazy had the spirit of pragmatism. And insanity. Not to mention INSANE PRAGMATISM.

"Hello." Crazy said to the newcomer. "Perhaps he didn't want any bad luck from bringing an umbrella inside." Crazy said as a possible answer to Yai'question. Or perhaps he was bored and decided to defy the laws of physics. CRAZY WOULD HAVE TO TRY TO FLY WITH AN UMBRELLA TOO WHEN HE GOT THE CHANCE. But it wouldn't be from the top of a warehouse. CRAZY WOULD GO FROM THE TOP OF A SKYSCRAPER.

[nathaniscool]

After settling down from that insanely funny joke of his, he listened to the questions the young lady had suddenly asked him. All revolved around his umbrella. Maybe she wanted to steal it? Maybe she was just fascinated with the plain beauty of it. Either way, he would gladly answer her, if she hadn't walked off. Darius frowned at this, but then laughedat the thought of bubbles. So shiny, round, floaty things..

The young vizard then looked over to the odd man who now got off the floor. He tilted his head and then waved when the man had said hello. He then went on to say that Darius didn't want to bring any bad luck. He laughed lightly and replied, "Or maybe I wanted to defy the laws of physics." He gave out a hardy laugh, raising his head up high, and then began to walk after the girl.