Session Start: Sun May 14 12:32:32 2000
* Logging #Lunar-IoG to '#lunar-iog.log'
<TheStoryteller> << Logs on.. prepare for liftoff. ;) >>
<TheStoryteller> ~~ Interlude Begin ~~
<Bree> put it in my PSX so I could control it easier ^^ have the controller in my lap for easy track change ^_^
<TheStoryteller> << Sorry.. just a bit excited. ;) >>
<Bree> <ooc> S'ok ^^ </ooc>
<TheStoryteller> The night slips onward for you and Liza, the one drink turning into a few actually.. and stories of hope and despair filling the air with equal intensity. :)
<TheStoryteller> Maybe this night will last forever, like a diamond.. or maybe it's about to be cut short...
<TheStoryteller> Liza leans back in her bar stool, loosening her tie idly, and taking on last sip of some fine white wine.
<TheStoryteller> [Liza] Remarkable, Bree.. who would have guessed one person could do all that.
* Bree laughs, a little embarassed "It's not much really.. all I did was follow along..."
<TheStoryteller> [Liza] But think of it, if you didn't go along, where would you be now?
* Bree blinks, thinking back "Hmm.. still at home, or out looking for who killed my father..."
<TheStoryteller> [Liza] *sets down the glass* I wish I could make up to you about that whole incident... but at least now it can be put behind you.
<TheStoryteller> [Liza] I hope your father rests in peace knowing what a great person you've become, Bree. ;)
* Bree looks into her own half empty glass thoughtfully, her reflection distorted ".....I'm not a great person."
<TheStoryteller> [Liza] Bree, you know I hate to hear people talk like that. We all make mistakes... me, you.. everyone. But time goes on, and you learn.
<Bree> I dont mean that, I just haven't done anything special. Anyone could do what I've done.
<TheStoryteller> [Liza] But anyone didn't do it... you did. And that makes all the difference. :)
<TheStoryteller> Liza pokes your chest lightly with her index finger.
* Bree blushes, and glances over "Just luck then, good or bad, that I happen to get picked..."
<TheStoryteller> [Liza] You've gotten picked for a lot of things.. but even that Sinel fellow didn't know what you were all about.
<TheStoryteller> [Liza] Yes, you're still a big mystery to me... and I just love unravelling a mystery.
* Bree glances away, blushing a little "I'm a mystery, even to myself..."
<TheStoryteller> [Liza] Isn't that a crime though? If you don't know who you are, how can you start to know other people? :/
* Bree laughs a bit "Wouldn't be the first crime I've commited. But, I know who I am, in the sense that I know what I stand for.. just not where I came from."
<TheStoryteller> Liza rattles the half-full glass.
<TheStoryteller> [Liza] I'll let you in on something, Bree.
* Bree looks at Liza questioningly "Hmm? What's that?"
<TheStoryteller> [Liza] That key you hold... the upper floors of this place haven't been touched by even me. Who knows what Ramon had stored up there?
<TheStoryteller> [Liza] I know he was building dossiers on you and Leon... it's possible there things he dug up that a mere scientist never could.
* Bree takes out the key, looking down at it in her palm "That's part of why I came back, I knew I never used this key.. so I got curious..."
<TheStoryteller> [Liza] Want to play detective with me? *sly grin*
* Bree looks up from her palm, and smiles at Liza "Sure, maybe we'll both find something we like."
<TheStoryteller> << brb one sec. ;) >>
<Bree> <ooc> ok </ooc>
<TheStoryteller> Liza rises from her seat, smiling back.
<TheStoryteller> [Liza] It's a date then.
* Bree stands, putting the key safely away for now "You make it sound like it's far away ^^;"
<TheStoryteller> [Liza] Well, this place is pretty steep. *laughs*
<TheStoryteller> [Liza] Come to the back.. the elevator should still be working. :)
* Bree sweatdrops slightly, and nods "Sure, lead the way ^^;"
<TheStoryteller> Liza takes the empty glass from you, and empties her own in one swoft motion, before replacing them at the bar, and straightening her suit.
<TheStoryteller> << er swift >>
<TheStoryteller> Liza starts walking towards the still delapidated stage area... you can still see the remains of some slash marks from Scott and Nasch's battle...
* Bree follows along, glancing at the marks, then looks to Liza "Oh yeah.. did I forget to say thanks for saving me?"
<TheStoryteller> [Liza] I should thank you for saving me. So I geuss we're even, eh? ;)
* Bree rubs the back of her head "I didn't really save you.. exactly.. I had to beat the crap out of you ^^;"
<TheStoryteller> [Liza] Nobody said the right thing was painless... I think you distracted me more than hurt me. But that's how your dojo works. *laugh* ^^
* Bree giggles "Well that's part of how we fight... but, I could do it with out the distractions ^^"
<TheStoryteller> You pass by the temporary walls, as Liza opens up a hastiily made door, and you enter a portion of the club that seems almost undamaged, save for some pieces of rubble here and there on the floor.
<TheStoryteller> [Liza] I never said I didn't like the distractions... it's so you.
* Bree smiles "Oh I knew you liked them, other wise they wouldn't have worked..."
<TheStoryteller> Liza laughs.
<TheStoryteller> You find the brass-laiden elevator just as your recall it.
<TheStoryteller> [Liza] How about we focus on our task, instead of your "cute bunny butt"? ;)
* Bree laughs along as she looks the elevator over "Hai hai.. we can focus on that later ^^"
<TheStoryteller> << lol >>
<TheStoryteller> << Oh god, I love this. ^-^ >>
<TheStoryteller> Liza reaches up and presses the call button by the side.
<Bree> So the key goes in the elevator, or a door?
<TheStoryteller> There's a creak for a second, and the door slides open shakily. ^^
* Bree sweatdrops "That sound doesn't inspire trust.. ^^;"
<TheStoryteller> [Liza] It opens just about everything.. first we have to unlock the floors.
<TheStoryteller> Liza hits the door once. "Be good for Bree, hmm?"
* Bree nods, gingerly and carefully stepping inside "Just show me where to stick it ^^;"
<TheStoryteller> Inside the elevator is all posh and golden.. a small panel is on the right side,,
<TheStoryteller> [Liza] This your first time Bree? ;)
* Bree turns around to Liza, blushing "Not in an elevator ^^;"
<TheStoryteller> Liza poitns at the panel.. you can seel several floors, labelled B,L, 1-7.. the last 6 have a keyclot beside them.
<TheStoryteller> << er see >>
<Bree> <ooc> Points too </ooc>
<TheStoryteller> << er keyslot >>
<TheStoryteller> [Liza] *chuckles* I'm sure..
* Bree examines the panel, trying to change subjects "So we get to search all the keylatch floors?"
<TheStoryteller> [Liza] This is the Lobby level. I can tell you the 1st floor is the private casino, and 2-5 are for VIP guest rooms..
<TheStoryteller> I never had the key to go into the last 2 floors... :)
<TheStoryteller> [Liza] I never had the key to go into the last 2 floors... :)
<Bree> So it's 6 and 7 we're exploring?
<TheStoryteller> [Liza] Sounds like a plan.
* Bree puts her key in floor 7, and turns it "I'm not one for the normal order of things, I'll go backwards ^^"
<TheStoryteller> [Liza] Who said it was backwards.. I think it's perfectly fine. ;) To the top we go.
<TheStoryteller> The number 7 button becomes backlighted, like it's cousins below. With a jerk, the doors close, and the elevator slides upwards..
* Bree returns the key to her pocket, stumbling back when the elevator sparks to life
<Bree> <ooc> brb, dad's home with groceries </ooc>
<TheStoryteller> [Liza] I wonder if the penthouse has a nice view of thigns..
<TheStoryteller> << Sure.. I'll get a drink :) >>
<Bree> <ooc> back </ooc>
<TheStoryteller> << wb. :) >>
<Bree> <ooc> thanks </ooc>
<TheStoryteller> A small display above you progresses through the numbers... 2..3..4..5..
* Bree watches the numbers "All I'm wondering is what's up there of any value..."
<TheStoryteller> [Liza] You never quit, do you? Maybe one day you'll steal an entire city.. ;)
* Bree giggles "If anyone could do it, I'm the person.. I am the best thief on Lunar you know ^^"
<TheStoryteller> [Liza] I don't doubt that.
<TheStoryteller> As it hits 6, you hear a grinding noise..
* Bree starts to look worried "Uhoh.. I dont like the sound of that..."
<TheStoryteller> The elevator abruptly stops, tossing you into the side wall.
* Bree slams into the wall, sliding down it to the floor "Uunngghh...."
<TheStoryteller> Liza sinks to her knees, bracing against the rail.
<TheStoryteller> [Liza] Bree are you okay?
<TheStoryteller> << er railing >>
* Bree nods lightly "Yeah.. I think I'm okay, are you alright?"
<TheStoryteller> [Liza] Just caught a bit off guard.. looks like our driver this evening isn't gettign a tip.
<TheStoryteller> Liza hits a few buttons to open the door, but it refuses to cooperate.
* Bree looks up at the numbers as she helps herself up "Did we make it to seven?"
<TheStoryteller> The display is still at 6..
<TheStoryteller> [Liza] Looks like I'll have to get my hands dirty. ^^
<TheStoryteller> Liza rubs ehr hands, slipping on soem elather gloves. She grabs the edge of the elevator door, and tries to pry them open.
* Bree blinks at Liza "We may be stuck between floors..."
<TheStoryteller> [Liza] I'll see in a minute.. hyah!
<TheStoryteller> The doors inch open somewhat.. you can see the elevator shaft's wall, and a small bit of the landing for the 7th floor.
<Bree> Well, we almost made it...
<TheStoryteller> [Liza] *pants a second* Well, I'm sure you can slip up there, right Bree? :)
<Bree> "Oh of course.. but what about you?" *looks at Liza for a moment*
<TheStoryteller> [Liza] Well, there is another way.
<TheStoryteller> Liza reaches up and does a toe kick to a certain portion of the cieling, which busts open to reveal and access hatch. :)
<Bree> Shouldn't this thing have a hatch in the top? we could both exit that way, the opening would be a lot larger on top of it
<TheStoryteller> [Liza] We think alike. :)
* Bree smiles "Right as usual ^^"
<TheStoryteller> Liza grapss onto the edges with her hands, and hoists herself upwards. In a moment she reaches down for you.
* Bree reaches up for Liza, then smiles "I guess saying, dont look down my shirt would be fruitless.."
<TheStoryteller> [Liza] Well, it's better than the scenery up here...
<TheStoryteller> You get on top of the elevator.. the shaft si well.. evry dingy. Way above the motor sparks. ^^
* Bree looks above, and sweatdrops "Oh this isn't good ^^;"
<TheStoryteller> [Liza] Not quite the sparks I had in mind, but oh well.
<TheStoryteller> In front of you is the 7th floor passage.
* Bree hops out to the 7th floor, offering her hand to help Liza down "I can imagine what kind of sparks you wanted ^^"
<TheStoryteller> Liza joins Bree in the landing, a nice shag carpet greeting your feet. :)
<TheStoryteller> [Liza] Well...
* Bree scuffs her feet to build up static electricity, then touches Liza's chest with an evil grin
<TheStoryteller> Liza blinks as she's shocked. :o
<Bree> <ooc> Titty Shocker! 999 damage! KO! </ooc>
<TheStoryteller> << lol >>
* Bree sticks out her tongue "Not those kinda sparks either I'll bet."
<TheStoryteller> [Liza] I sure get a charge outta you, eh? ^^
<TheStoryteller> Liza brushes her chest thoughtfully. Suddenly.. the motor sputters, and the elevator car plummets down with a crash.
* Bree giggles, then looks pass Liza with a sweatdrop "Good thing we're doing our flirting outside the car ^^;"
<TheStoryteller> [Liza] *looks down with a sweatdrop* I guess we were too much for it.
*** Retrieving #Lunar-IoG info...
*** TheStoryteller changes topic to '-= Bree's Adventure, Part 2: Revelation | Location: Former Diamond Dreams, 7th Flr | 3717 $P =-'
<Bree> I hope there are some stairs.. or a really long rope around here.
<TheStoryteller> Shocking disasters aside, the 7th's floor is well furnished and carpeted in reds and golds... there's a hallway running elft and right, lit by sconces and even with potted plants on the sides.
<TheStoryteller> [Liza] There's always the stairs..
<TheStoryteller> Above your heads, you see the cieling is made of a thick glass, showing the night sky oevrhead.
* Bree looks up as an amazed look crosses her face "Wow... now that's something you dont see every day."
<TheStoryteller> The Blue Star is starting to set.. obviously it's getting towards morning.
<TheStoryteller> [Liza] Simply marvelous.
<Bree> <ooc> Now I dont have the option to take the path no one else took, since I'm alone ^^; </ooc>
<TheStoryteller> << lol. :) >>
<TheStoryteller> [Liza] You're in charge, Bree. Which way?
<TheStoryteller> [Liza] This must be his private quarters, so there's no telling what we'll find on either route.
* Bree looks at each path, rubbing her chin, other hand bracing her elbow "Lets try left first..."
* TheStoryteller goes http://www.rpgcafe.net/IoG/Music/Dungeon1.rm to listen
<TheStoryteller> Liza follows Bree down the left path.. you pass several fancy oaken doors.
* Bree looks at the doors "Think we should check them all for valuables?"
<TheStoryteller> [Liza] Well, Bree.. finder's keepers.. he's long gone, and this is my property now.. *grin*
* Bree smiles, and tries a door "Then lets see what you have... ^^"
<TheStoryteller> The door is unprotected... and unlocked. It opens easily. Inside you find what seems to be a sort of large walk-in closet... many suits line the walls, and there's even chests on the floor.
<TheStoryteller> [Liza] Must be his wardrobe.. I always thoguht his taste was a bit stale. ^^
* Bree walks inside, glancing around at the suits "Looks like your wardrobe has gotten bigger.. maybe have a sale? ^^;"
* Bree heads for the chests, to check them out
<TheStoryteller> [Liza] Why not? :)
* Bree works on the chests "Could use the money to fix up the Diamond Dreams..."
<TheStoryteller> There's a small combination lock on them... 3 digits.
* Bree puts her pointed ear to the lock, listening closely for tumblers as she turns the dial
<TheStoryteller> After a few moments of relying on her keen beasts hearing (:D), Bree managed to get the chests open with 535.
* Bree smile and pulls the lock off "Might as well have left it unlocked ^^"
<TheStoryteller> [Liza] You're soemthing else.. remind me not to invite you into my closet. ;)
<TheStoryteller> Inside one is a Dover Nut! (+1 Muscle/Stamina)
* Bree flips the lid open, taking a peek inside "Hehe.. well, you and I dont have the same taste in clothing ^^;"
<Bree> <ooc> Can Bree actually use that? ^^; </ooc>
<TheStoryteller> << of course. :) You bought an Ithaca nut already.. >>
<Bree> <ooc> Wasn't sure if she could use two, because she couldn't buy two </ooc>
<TheStoryteller> Inside the other is a pair of Silk Leggings.... (+30 DP, +25 ME)
* Bree pockets the nut for now, holding up the leggings "What're you afraid I'll steal? Hmmmmm?"
<TheStoryteller> [Liza] Oh, nothing... *Looks innocent* ^^
* Bree swirls her finger, pointed at the ground "Turn around.. I wanna put these on."
<TheStoryteller> [Liza] Maybe I'll check the other room then, Bree.. ;)
<Bree> I wont take long.. ^^
<TheStoryteller> Liza turns around, and starts walking out, but she looks back once for fun before doing so.
* Bree blushes with her previous leggings half down "H..heey! ^^;;"
<TheStoryteller> Liza laughs, and closes the door.
<TheStoryteller> [Liza] Must have slipped... ;)
<TheStoryteller> You hear her footsteps grow a little distant.
* Bree slips on the new leggings, hopping toward the door to catch up "Yeeaaah.. of course it did."
<TheStoryteller> Opening the door, you see a few papers flying out into the hallway from another open door.
* Bree hops out the door, stuffing her old ones in away "Hey wait up... huh?"
<TheStoryteller> [Liza] ...hmm.. junk... junk..
* Bree peeks in the door, curiously "Hey.. what're you doing?"
<TheStoryteller> You notice on the top of one of the strewn papers Liza's name.
<TheStoryteller> Bree sees Liza fiddling through a file cabinent of sorts.
* Bree picks up the paper, reading it over "Awefully messy searching..."
<TheStoryteller> [Liza] Just looking for anything important... thank goodness I wasn't his secretary.
<TheStoryteller> Bree sees it's a kind of list.. like a police report. It says something about charges for the night of the shooting.
<TheStoryteller> [Liza] THis must be where Saloni was feeding Ramon police information.. hard to believe he had them wrapped about his cowardly finger. ^^
* Bree blinks, reading onward "Feeding him info? You mean false stuff?"
<TheStoryteller> Liza holds up a schedule of patrols and operation.
<TheStoryteller> No, keeping him in the know so he wouldn't get caught by the authorities.. Saloni was getting a very large bribe.
<TheStoryteller> [Liza] No, keeping him in the know so he wouldn't get caught by the authorities.. Saloni was getting a very large bribe.
<TheStoryteller> [Liza] He also helped cover up things when they went wrong, like that night.. *ponders*
<TheStoryteller> Liza closes the drawer.
<TheStoryteller> [Liza] Well, at elast I don't mind community service. ^-^
* Bree blinks, looking up from the paper "What do you mean, things that went wrong?"
<TheStoryteller> [Liza] Nothing ever runs 100% smoothly.. so Saloni sued his police connections to smooth out the rough edges.
<TheStoryteller> << er used >>
* Bree blinks, a little baffled "Aahh... I think I get it."
<TheStoryteller> [Liza] What you have right there explains how street thugs were the ones involved in the Virtue disaster that night.
<TheStoryteller> [Liza] Of course, I have to take the heat for it too... it was my club. ^^
<TheStoryteller> [Liza] I guess we both know how it is to work above the law. *grin*
* Bree tosses the paper back down in the pile "Yeah, but I dont work with others ^^;"
<TheStoryteller> [Liza] No man is an island... you'll need tor ely on people at some point in your life.
<Bree> Yeah, but for a little B&E, the more you have the worse your chances are for success...
<TheStoryteller> [Liza] I suppsoe a white collar crook works a little differently, eh? Let's check more of the place. :)
* Bree smiles and nods "Yup and yup ^^"
<TheStoryteller> Outside the room, the hall curves a bit to the right.. obviously turning eventually back towards the junction, but there are still much mroe rooms to check.
* Bree glances around the hall, choosing another room, and trying the doorknob "Geez.. there sure is a lot of doors up here for private quarters..."
<TheStoryteller> [Liza] I'm guessing these are the rooms of each Fang member..
<TheStoryteller> [Liza] maybe I was still too new to get access.
<TheStoryteller> Bree opens another door, this one seeming scratched...
<TheStoryteller> What greets her is quite a shocking sight.
* Bree blinks, running her finger along the scratches gently "Wonder what did this..."
<TheStoryteller> The room is filled with racks of all types of weapons, long, short, small.. rifles.. throwing darts.. it's a virtual gallery of sorts.
<TheStoryteller> In the cenetr of the room hangs a picture that's frayed and slashed up in a million places....
<TheStoryteller> [Liza] Well, I think I know who's this is.
* Bree blinks, looking around "Oooohh... this is a nice place... what's with the picture and all the scratches?"
<TheStoryteller> Bree focuses on the picture on the wall.. it's of Scott, back in Horam.
* Bree blinks at it "Oh.. well that explains who's room this is ^^;;"
<TheStoryteller> Surrounding it on the wall are a few photos of him with his love... and Aoshi. There's also one of Nasch a bit younger, practicing with someone who looks like him, but with white hair. There's a knife stuck into the center.
<TheStoryteller> [Liza] Yeah... that was his brother. He blamed Scott for everything. It's kind of patehtic actually. :/
* Bree looks around at the weapons "This guy was a bit nuts..."
<TheStoryteller> [Liza] He controlled all the covert ops of the gang, and our private troops, Bree. He was a cold-blooded killer.
<TheStoryteller> [Liza] But, losing his brotehr made him lose and semblance of sanity too...
<TheStoryteller> << er any >>
<TheStoryteller> [Liza] Guess he got what he wanted.. maybe Nasch is with him now, at least. *Ponders*
* Bree nods, sighing a bit "I can understand that.. loosing people can do that to you..."
<TheStoryteller> [Liza] I hope you never lsoe a loevd one Bree.. I couldn't stand seeing you follow this path. :/
* Bree turns around, smiling a little sadly "I already did Liza.. but I'm okay."
<TheStoryteller> Liza clears her throat. "Right.. I'm sorry."
* Bree smiles, looking the weapons over "It's ok, dont feel bad. I know he's happy somewhere."
<TheStoryteller> << Want a weapons list? :) >>
<Bree> <ooc> Sure ^^ </ooc>
<Bree> <ooc> But, Bree'll take anything she can carry ^^;; </ooc>
<TheStoryteller> << Oh geez.. maybe I should have rethought this. :o >>
<Bree> <ooc> Well, there wont be anny stores to sell things, so I wont take it all ^^;; </ooc>
<TheStoryteller> Bree finds an interesting whip, made out of scales. It looks deadly in the hands of someone like Tahn...
<TheStoryteller> Bree finds Dragon Whip! (AP +100, chance of KO. *Tahn,Elrika*)
* Bree packs up the whip "I know someone'll who'll like this... ^^"
<TheStoryteller> There's a long polearm nearby, with anend seeming to blossom into many implements of pain like a flower.
* Bree blinks "Hmm.. wonder if anyone I know could use this..."
<TheStoryteller> Bree finds Daemon Lance. (AP +110, Dark Effect. *Emili*)
<TheStoryteller> There's also some barbed arrows laying about...
<TheStoryteller> Bree finds Bloodseeker Arrows.. (Add +20 AP, +10 H% to Bow)
* Bree stops, staring at the arrows for a while, growing silent as she packs them up, along with the lance
<TheStoryteller> << thinkign who needs weapon upgrades. :) >>
<TheStoryteller> [Liza] How about this Bree?
<TheStoryteller> Liza holds up a shimmering katana, the hilt ribbed with images of a tiger.
* Bree blinks out of her daze, looking over at Liza "Hmm? What about what?"
<TheStoryteller> [Liza] Don't suppose you'd like a new sword, eh? :)
* Bree blinks at it, walking over to take and examine it, taking the sheath apart to look at the blade "The one I have now is legendary..."
<TheStoryteller> [Liza] Yeah, Leo's own Blood Saber...
<TheStoryteller> [Liza] You know, this actually is one of his weapons too, the White Fang.
*** Scott (bmscott@DIALUP442.TNMEM2.USIT.NET) has joined #Lunar-IoG
*** ChanServ sets mode: +o Scott
<TheStoryteller> << hello scott :) >>
<Bree> Really? I only heard about one of his weapons...
<Scott> <<hi Hi.>>
<Bree> <ooc> Hihi </ooc>
<TheStoryteller> [Liza] Well, this was what he carried when he was first given his station in the old Cult. Surprised Nasch had it here.
<TheStoryteller> [Liza] Makes me wonder what those Church people are really up too. ^^
* Bree takes the sword fully out of the sheath "I could tell you a thing or two about those church people..."
<TheStoryteller> [Liza] Ramon knew something about them... though he didn't share that knowledge with us all. Hearts always hide secrets, I suppose...
<TheStoryteller> [Liza] Speaking of which, we haven't found what we're looking for yet. :)
<Scott> <<* Imagines Liza starting to sound like Bono from U2.>>
* Bree places the sword next to the Blood Saber on her hip "Whatever they're planning, it's going to stop soon..."
<TheStoryteller> Bree acquires White Fang! (AP +140, no bonuses *Combat*)
<Bree> <ooc> That's actually a bad weapon ^^; </ooc>
<Scott> <<O_ox>>
<Scott> <<AP+140?>>
<Bree> <ooc> Bree can use the two +70 +1 attack and get a better benefit </ooc>
<Scott> <<Next thing you know, she'll get her hands on the silver sharion.>>
<TheStoryteller> << Yes, like I said it's for someone else if they wish it... :) >>
<Scott> <<I'm keeping Misogi. ^_^x>>
<TheStoryteller> << Or just collect it. ^^ >>
* Bree nods, and smiles "Well, lets keep looking then ^^"
<TheStoryteller> [Liza] Maybe should have been a slueth in my spare time, instead of a karate master.
<TheStoryteller> Liza laughs and goes back into the hallway, taking on last look at the omnious room, with Scott's shredded picture in the center.
* Bree steps out after Liza, more encumbered by weapons now than before "On to another door ^^;;"
<TheStoryteller> << Be glad I don't have weight in Iog. ;) >>
<Bree> <ooc> If so, Bree couldn't move ^^; </ooc>
<TheStoryteller> << brb a sec.. >>
<TheStoryteller> << ok >>
<Bree> <ooc> wb </ooc>
<TheStoryteller> You eventually come to a set of double wooden doors. These seem much mroe solid than the others, and sre locked.
<TheStoryteller> << er are >>
* Bree blinks, trying the doorknob "Looks like something important's behind this door..."
<TheStoryteller> [Liza] Ready to work your magic touch?
* Bree smiles and nods "Of course! Now let see what he has this time..."
* Bree kneels down to examine the lock
<TheStoryteller> The lock seems very sturdy, but the shape of the keyhole is unmistakably familiar.
* Bree smiles, and takes out the key to try in the lock "Took all the fun out of it..."
<TheStoryteller> [Liza] And here I was looking forward to admiring your work. ;)
<TheStoryteller> The golden Rancor key fits, and the lock opens.
* Bree smiles, standing back up and opening the door "You weren't going to admire solely my work.."
<TheStoryteller> Liza doesn't comments, but it's pretty obvious what she'd say. ^^
<TheStoryteller> The door opens... inside you find a very classically furnished study room.
*** Retrieving #Lunar-IoG info...
* Bree sticks out her tongue at Liza, and walks inside "Who ever would have thought we'd be friends after how we met ^^"
*** TheStoryteller changes topic to '-= Bree's Adventure, Part 2: Revelation | Location: 7th Flr, Ramon's Private Room | 3717 $P =-'
<TheStoryteller> [Liza] Yes, life's really strange..
* Bree flops down in one of the plush seats to test it out "Why weren't you in costume at your own party though?"
<TheStoryteller> There's several bookshelves along the walls, one of which harbors the dial of a safe. On a desk rests a multitude of papers and photographs. The stranegst thing is how the room lights up the minute you walk isnide.
* Bree blinks, looking around oddly at the lighting
<TheStoryteller> [Liza] Well Bree, sometimes you don't need a costume to be someone else...
<Scott> <<Freaky....Ramon had the clapper. ^_^x>>
<TheStoryteller> Liza looks around..
* Bree bounces out of the chair, walking toward the safe "I suppose, but I bet you would have looked nice in one."
<TheStoryteller> [Liza] Well, I'd never dress in a bunny suit, at least.
<TheStoryteller> Bree sees the safe's dial is embedded in the wall of a partially filled shelf, with books authored by Dante and Machevelli. It seems innocent enough...
* Bree sticks her ear to the safe, spinning the dial once to clear it, before starting to crack "Well, you could find something that would look nice on you. Even if it wasn't a pair of bunny ears and a cotton tail."
<Scott> <<along with a few novels by Tom Clancy, and the Death Gate Cycle. ^_^>>
<TheStoryteller> [Liza] Oh, so you're saying you want to be my personal designer then?
<TheStoryteller> Liza looks at the desk and the papers...
* Bree smiles, glancing over at Liza as she continues her work "Yeah.. but I'd have to get into your closet ^_-"
<TheStoryteller> [Liza] Right. can't have that. *grin* ;)
<TheStoryteller> Bree feels a series of clicks greet ehr ear, and the safe's combo is cracked. Strangely it's all 0's.
<Scott> <<That sounds like a combination that some idiot would have on his luggage. ^_^x>>
* Bree giggles, turning her attention back to the safe "This is a really odd safe... strangest I've ever seen.."
<TheStoryteller> << That's 1234 Scott :) >>
<Scott> <<LOL!>>
<TheStoryteller> << one sec.. >>
<Bree> <ooc> ok </ooc>
<TheStoryteller> << CRiz can upstairs as you can guess... >>
<TheStoryteller> << er came >>
<Scott> <<wb.>>
<TheStoryteller> << Criz says hi Btw. :D >>
<Scott> <<Tell Criz he had BETTER show up at IoG tonight.>>
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<Bree> <ooc> Tell Criz hi </ooc>
<Bree> <ooc> Hey Ash </ooc>
<Ashton> «ooc: yo »
<Scott> <<Hi, Bryann.>>
<TheStoryteller> << He will. It's evry important.. and hi Ashy. :) >>
<TheStoryteller> << shall we resume? >>
<Bree> <ooc> yup </ooc>
<TheStoryteller> << gah.. *kicks Criz out* :o >>
<Bree> <ooc> Aim for the nards! </ooc>
<TheStoryteller> << hehe.. let's go. :) >>
<TheStoryteller> Bree opens up the bookshelf safe slowly, and finds a sort of remote control inside.
<Ashton> «ooc: Ramon's garage door opener? »
* Bree blinks at the oddity of the situation, examining the remote "What on Lunar does this thing do?"
<TheStoryteller> There's a single button on the slender black box. ^^
<Scott> <<Maybe the TV remote...with only one channel plugged in...The Playboy channel. ^_^>>
<TheStoryteller> [Liza] What did you find Bree? *looks up from the desk*
<TheStoryteller> << lol. :) >>
* Bree points at the button "Something that's begging to be pressed..."
<Scott> <<Lunar's cable service must be horrible. ^_^>>
<TheStoryteller> [Liza] Well, you're no stranegr to pressing all the right buttons.. go for it.
<Scott> <<HENTAI!>>
<TheStoryteller> << Scott, you obviosuly weren't here for the elevator scene. :) >>
* Bree smiles, blushing a little "It may be a self destruct button you know.. ^^;;"
<Scott> <<No, I wasn't.>>
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<Scott> <<* Bree pushes the button and the TV flashes to life.  <Liza> I didn't know Ramon liked South Park.>>
<TheStoryteller> [Liza] Well, we'll never know then. ^^
<Gayo> «ooc: Gah. Missing interlude. ;_; »
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<TheStoryteller> << Wow.. a crowd.. >>
* Bree looks at the button, then to Liza, then back to the button "Rrrg! This is driving me nuts! I gotta push it ^^;"
<TheStoryteller> << Push the button Frank! :) >>
<Ashton> «ooc: lol »
<Scott> <<hehehe..>>
<TheStoryteller> [Liza] Why'd he hide it so well bothers me though.
* Bree lets out a sigh, and smacks the button with the side of her balled fist "He didn't hide it really well, the blatently obvious dial that had no safe to it ^^;;"
<TheStoryteller> Bree pushes the buton! Yay! :)
<TheStoryteller> << er button! >>
<Ashton> «ooc: you sure you don't mean futon instead? »
<TheStoryteller> The wall across from her and Liza slides open, to reveal a very large screen.
* Bree lets out a breath of releif "Good thing it wasn't a bomb ^^;"
<TheStoryteller> It immediately come one, revealing a picture of Ramon sitting in his easy chair. Almost a message from beyond?
<TheStoryteller> << er comes on.. >>
<TheStoryteller> [Ramon] Well, well, well...
<Bree> Uh oh.. maybe this is him saying "Hi theif, now you die ^^;"
<TheStoryteller> [Ramon] You are probably wondering if this is a trap, Bree. Let me set the recrod straight by saying that, yes, yes it is.
<TheStoryteller> The doors lock shut!
<TheStoryteller> [Liza] Even dead he's still sneaky..
<Bree> Aw shit, he can even hear me.. this really does suck ^^;;
<TheStoryteller> [Ramon] I want you to be a captive audience for my last will and testament... I'm sure your greedy motives take pelasure in that hmm?
* Bree stands next to Liza "I wonder how he knew it'd be me in here..."
<TheStoryteller> [Ramon] But I'm afraid all that I can leave you is likely in pieces at this moment, with you in my very sanctum seeing this tape.
<TheStoryteller> Liza tenses. "You mean he knew too?"
* Bree blinks "Knew what too?"
<TheStoryteller> [Liza] That he'd be taken down by you all... I just ahd a hunch on you, Bree...
<TheStoryteller> [Ramon] Now, Bree, I know we've had some rough times.. with me ordering the death of your father and everything.. but let's be reasonable. He deserved it.
<Ashton> «ooc: ouch. »
* Bree blinkes, watching the tape, but listening to Liza "You predicted I'd kick his butt?"
* Bree balls a fist "If that guy wasn't dead.. I'd kill him again..."
<TheStoryteller> [Ramon] I probably deserve to be rotting in hell myself, if I was concerned with fading morality plays.
<TheStoryteller> [Ramon] But no, no Bree. The most painful thing isn't death, or even life for that matter.
* Bree growls "Damn right you do........ now what's the idiot blabbing about?"
<TheStoryteller> [Ramon] It's the truth. The gritty, unabashed truth. And that, is what I leave you as my inheritance.
<Bree> Oi.. he put me in his will?
<TheStoryteller> Ramon gets up out of the chair and walks about. "I'm sure by now, you've realized some discrepancies in your information.."
<TheStoryteller> [Liza] This is crazy..
<TheStoryteller> Liza goes to unlock the door, but can't budge it even with ehr sizable strength.
<Bree> Yeah... like he knew all this would happen way ahead of time...
<Ashton> «ooc: Hikaru'd say one thing. Plot device. »
<Scott> <<LOL!>>
<TheStoryteller> [Ramon] Ah ah! Sit and stay to ehar this... you're as good as dead in several moments, so why not take it in good stride?
<TheStoryteller> [Ramon] While I was masquerading in the Cult of Virtue, I discovered many things about you and your companions.
<TheStoryteller> [Ramon] About your role in some far fetched "Prophecy" or another.. it all seems like hogwash to me, really. But when I think of the fact that a change is coming that goes above even me, I take offense.
* Bree lays her hand on the blood saber looking about "Not like it did him any good..."
<TheStoryteller> [Ramon] Virtue obviously isn't who she says she is, but more importantly... niether are you.
<TheStoryteller> Liza raises her eyebrow...
* Bree blinks, looking at Liza "I have no idea what he means.. I'm not lying about who I am..."
<Ashton> «ooc: Lack of knowledge sometimes means lack of truth. ^_- »
<TheStoryteller> [Ramon] It took a vast amount of digging, Bree, but I know your secret... and I take immense pelasure knowing I can torture you with it in this, my final moment. Leon doesn't deserve such treatment, but you...
<TheStoryteller> [Ramon] You! If only you knew of the blood which truly flows in your veins!
<TheStoryteller> [Ramon] But... being a common piece of street trash disgraces you, and leaves you ignorant.
<TheStoryteller> [Ramon] Why, I'm sure you've never even read up on the history of Dragonmaster Alex and his friends..
* Bree growls, giving the screen a hateful look "Goddess I wish he was here in person..."
* Bree points at the screen, temporarily forgetting that he's not a person "Hey! I know the story you jerk, I had to sing it twice!"
<Ashton> «ooc: *waits for shoe #2 to drop* »
<TheStoryteller> [Ramon] Then how about the name Jessica de Alkirk...
<Scott> <<Drops a boot on Ashton.  "Is that the kind of shoe you wanted dropped?">>
<Ashton> «ooc: Naw. I think the one I want is Ramon's. »
<TheStoryteller> [Ramon] The daughter of Master Mel, the ruler of all of greater Meribia millenia ago..
* Bree blinks, and remembers the book in her posession "Yeah... I know you fat jerk..."
<Scott> <<It was only one thousand years, Storen...one Millennium.>>
<TheStoryteller> << er a millenium :) >>
<TheStoryteller> [Ramon] Ah, I bet you know now. But what about the stories the old books do not tell?
<TheStoryteller> [Ramon] Of one of Mel's allies.. who hated his position.. his power.. his prestige. All the finer things he could not have.
* Bree looks at Liza, a bit perplexed "Did he make this tape just to show off he's a history buff?"
<TheStoryteller> [Liza] I sure hope that's all.. we're at his mercy either way..
<TheStoryteller> [Ramon] The perfect drama for one Elias Fisher.
<TheStoryteller> [Ramon] You see, when Jessica married Kyle of Nanza, it was the last straw for his poor fading dream of marrying into the family..
<TheStoryteller> [Ramon] being a time master from Black Rose street gave him one opportunity to put his curse on the de Alkirk family.
* Bree nods, looking back at the screen "Yeah.. no one knows I'm here, so the calvary wont be coming to save us.."
<TheStoryteller> [Ramon] How vindictive he was.. for on the night of the birth of of the sweet innocent child.. he spirited her away into the unforgiving nexus of time.
<TheStoryteller> [Ramon] Does that sound like a good story... Bree... de Alkirk?
<TheStoryteller> [Liza] What? o_o
* Bree jawdrops, just staring at the screen "D... ddee.. De Alkirk?! Is he toying with me??"
<TheStoryteller> [Ramon] Oh, I'm sure you're shocked. I was too, at first.
<TheStoryteller> [Ramon] But if you piece evidence together, it explains everything.. why your information and even real family seem to be nothing mroe than an empty void.
<TheStoryteller> [Ramon] The pride of the Alkirks.. a pity you won't be able to enjoy your newfound stature.
* Bree flops back in a lavish arm chair, still in shock "No way am I staying cooped up in here when I just find this out...."
<TheStoryteller> [Liza] Can that really be true.
<TheStoryteller> [Liza] Bree, it'd sure fiugre why you draw people to you at least..
<Ashton> «ooc: <Liza> Can I really ask questions without proper punctuation. :O »
<Bree> I dont know.. I mean.. I've met two people that mess with time magic since I started this journey...
<TheStoryteller> Ramon sits back down in the chair.
<Ashton> «ooc: Two? »
<Bree> What do you mean draw people?
<Bree> <ooc> Yeah, the pervert who tried to use a love spell on Bree, remember? ^^; </ooc>
<Bree> <ooc> I beleive John mentioned he had some powers over time </ooc>
<TheStoryteller> << Seth. :) >>
<Bree> <ooc> I know the name, just going the long way about it ^^; </ooc>
<TheStoryteller> [Liza] You ahve a charm and a charisma that makes even me take notice.. I knew tyhe minute I saw you.
<TheStoryteller> [Ramon] Now, now.. I do ahve one mroe favor to ask of you, Bree.
<Bree> Geez, how arrogant.. and weird, a dead guy asking a favor...
<TheStoryteller> [Ramon] It's simple really. Please give my regards to your parents when you see them on the other side.
<TheStoryteller> [Ramon] Oh, and have a nice day.
<TheStoryteller> At that moment, the wall behind the screen busts open, and a huge cybernetic wolf bust through!
* Bree narrows her eyes, grabing for her sabre "So much for my idea of a passage behind the screen..."
<TheStoryteller> [Ramon] *fuzzy* A little toy of Sinel's I got at a bargain price... *fades out*
<TheStoryteller> [Liza] Looks like it's gonna get ugly. But it's not your time to go, yet, Bree.. royalty or no. ;)
* Bree kicks a chair toward the wolf "No way am I giving him a reason to smile in hell..."
<TheStoryteller> >> COMBAT! <<
* TheStoryteller goes http://www.rpgcafe.net/IoG/Music/Battle.rm to listen
<TheStoryteller> >> Enemy Single: Fenrir Mark III
<Bree> <ooc> lol, I had Marlene's stats open and tried to find Bree's attacks on it ^^;;; </ooc>
<TheStoryteller> Fenrir howls, cracking the chair to pieces in it's electrified jaws!
<TheStoryteller> >> Bree's turn.
<TheStoryteller> [Liza] I guess you weren't kidding about that story.. what a bad puppy.
<Bree> <ooc> Dont suppose it's carrying stealable items? ^^; </ooc>
<Scott> <<I still would rather fight Mibu's Wolf....and I think Ashton gets the reference. ^_^x>>
<Bree> <ooc> gimme a sec </ooc>
<TheStoryteller> << sure.. not a hard battle. :) >>
<Ashton> «ooc: Bad Scott! No cookie! ;) »
* Bree drops into a karate stance, holding her sword ready (Counter Rage)
<TheStoryteller> >> Bree uses Counter Rage! Counterattacking enabled!
<TheStoryteller> >> Fenrir howls loudly, shaking the room!
<Bree> Man this just really sucks... really good news, with really bad news ^^;;
<TheStoryteller> >> Bree's AP down 45! Liza's AP down 78!
<TheStoryteller> [Liza] Or just hearing ringing isntead.. ouch.
* Bree wiggles a finger in her ear "I'll say.. it certainly can't carry a tune well... X_x"
<Scott> <<it sings as bad as Kaoru cooks. ^_^>>
<TheStoryteller> [Liza] Okay big boy, time to kick you off my property... your tab is way overdue and your performance is even worse..
<Ashton> «ooc: I was thinking Akane. Kaoru's is at least _edible_. »
<Ashton> «ooc: just bad. »
<TheStoryteller> >> Liza gathers energy in her hand, and flies forward at the monster!
<Bree> <ooc> But Kenshin can eat Kaoru's cooking, even looks happy when he does ^^; </ooc>
<TheStoryteller> [Liza] Blue Dragon.. Aura Wave!
<Bree> <ooc> that line gave me the impression of Super Woman ^^; </ooc>
<Ashton> «ooc: <Liza> Gekigan...PUNCH! »
<Bree> <ooc> LOL </ooc>
<TheStoryteller> >> Fenrir is bashed by chi forces for 240 damage!
<TheStoryteller> >> Combat Round 2!
<TheStoryteller> >> Bree's turn.
<Scott> <<ROFL!>>
<Scott> <<Someone's been watching Nadesico.>>
<TheStoryteller> [Liza] *shakes her hand* I think I broke a nail. :/
<TheStoryteller> << What's that? ^^ >>
* Bree looks over at Liza "You have long nails? ^^;"
<Ashton> «ooc: Anime, Storen ;P »
<TheStoryteller> << I know, but I've never seen that one. >>
<TheStoryteller> [Liza] Nope... and that's really saying something.
* Bree breaks out of her stance, to dash at the wolf, zipping around it in mock attacks, trying to see if it has anything of value ^^v
<Scott> << Think the "Slayers" of Mecha anime, Storen.>>
<TheStoryteller> [Fenrir] ...*buzzt*... capture.. destroy specimens... *buzzt*
<Bree> <ooc> That's nothing like Slayers ^^; </ooc>
<Bree> <ooc> It's a semi-confusing mecha/comedy anime </ooc>
<Scott> <<That's how I've heard it described among certain amine fans in Memphis, Bree.>>
<TheStoryteller> >> Bree tries to steal! She finds a Holy Flute in some twisted circutry.. o_o
<Ashton> «ooc: It's in a class all it's own. It doesn't have any substitutes. »
<Bree> <ooc> They're off their rockers then ^^; I have the whole series </ooc>
<TheStoryteller> << (HP +300 to all party members. ^^) >>
<Ashton> «ooc: and GOD... I just started watching Rayearth :P »
* Bree blinks, looking over the flute "Weird thing.. looks like it was scratching it's back on a pipe organ ^^;"
<Ashton> «ooc: I thought Dragon Half and Fushigi Yuugi had excessive SD-ing. :P »
<TheStoryteller> [Liza] Remind me not to make it my star piano player..
<Bree> <ooc> OH! Ash.. I recently got Yu Yu Hakusho =) </ooc>
<TheStoryteller> >> Fenrir attacks Bree! :o
<Ashton> «ooc: Damn you! O_o I want! »
<Bree> <ooc> Hehehehe, 5 tapes of it =) </ooc>
<Ashton> «ooc: Which is what... an eighth of the series? ;) »
<TheStoryteller> >> 1: Missed! 2: Missed! 3: 119!
* Bree drops into a ready stance "Aw shit.. here it comes.. ouch... X_x"
<TheStoryteller> >> bree counterattacks!
<TheStoryteller> 1: 76! 2: Critical! 142! 3: Critical! 128! 4: 69!
<TheStoryteller> [Liza] Bree, be careful.. this isn't a human opponent you're fighting.
* Bree hops back with Liza, rubbing where she got sliced up "I know Liza, I'm not going to play around with it after this.. ^^;"
<TheStoryteller> [Liza] Liza controls her breathing and posture, glowing softly. She touches Bree on the shoulder...
<TheStoryteller> << gah >>
<TheStoryteller> >> Liza controls her breathing and posture, glowing softly. She touches Bree on the shoulder...
<TheStoryteller> >> Liza uses Chakra.. Bree recovers 100 HP, while Liza loses 50!
<TheStoryteller> [Liza] Now who's got the magic touch? ;)
* Bree blinks at Liza "Hey.. I was fine, you didn't need to do that..."
<TheStoryteller> >> Combat Round 3!
<TheStoryteller> [Liza] I can't be concerned when someone's hrut on my property? I'm hurt. *mockily*
<TheStoryteller> >> Bree's turn.
* Bree sticks out her tongue "Trying to get in good with the de Alkirk family? ^_-"
<TheStoryteller> [Liza] What if I was? I need a good sponsor for the bar.. and celebrities to visit... ;)
* Bree holds a hand out toward the wolf, the other hand on her sword, holding the blade near the outstretched hand as she starts to glow a faint blue (Inner Resolve)
<TheStoryteller> >> Bree uses Inner Resolve.. Ap up 332!
<TheStoryteller> >> Fenrir launches himself at Bree again, his mouth opening wide in a shocking attack a lot more deadly than Bree's previous one on Liza. ;)
<Bree> <ooc> lol </ooc>
<TheStoryteller> >> Bree is strong to Thunder! 138 damage!
<Bree> <ooc> now time to mess it up ^^ </ooc>
<TheStoryteller> [Liza] I think it likes you too, Bree.
<TheStoryteller> >> Liza attacks Fenrir with a flurry of punches and kicks!
<Bree> I think it's targeting me for a reason ^^;;
<Bree> <ooc> Ahem.. counter attack? </ooc>
<Bree> <ooc> it's 4 rounds ^^; </ooc>
<TheStoryteller> << That was a magic skill sort of.. but.. ^^ >>
<Bree> <ooc> Oh ^^; </ooc>
<TheStoryteller> >> Bree takes offense and counters.. 1: Critical! 400! 2: 209! 3: Critical! 410! 4: Critical! 398!
<TheStoryteller> << now Liza.. we need to finish. :) >>
<TheStoryteller> >> Liza kicks his snout real good.. 1: 136! 2: Missed! 3: 121!
<TheStoryteller> >> Combat Round 4!
<TheStoryteller> [Liza] Come on Bree.. show him how a legend fights. ;)
* Bree charges at the wolf, saber drawn "No hunk of organized metal is going to stop me from claiming my heritage! Fury Punch!!"
<Ashton> «ooc: Punching with a sword...isn't that commonly called stabbing? ;P »
<TheStoryteller> >> Bree unelashes her fury, giving a show her new grandfather could appreciate. ^^
<Bree> <ooc> It's the tech name, I didn't name it ^^; </ooc>
<TheStoryteller> >> 1: 202! 2: Crit! 424! 3: Crit! 406! 4: Crit! 392! 5: 188! 6: 214!
<TheStoryteller> >> 7: Crit! 430!
<TheStoryteller> >> Bree makes a CRITICAL strike! Fenrir is instantly slain!
<TheStoryteller> It collapses in a heap of metal, just like it's two other erstwhile brothers..
* Bree sheathes her saber "I bet old Ramon didn't see THAT coming..."
<TheStoryteller> >> Victory! <<
<TheStoryteller> >> Bree and Liza gain 120 xp! 1300 $p!
<TheStoryteller> [Liza] Just show's who's the real boss here. *wipes hands*
<TheStoryteller> The door's unlock..
* Bree smile at Liza "The last one standing I'd say."
<TheStoryteller> [Liza] I guess if you're grandpa was alive, he'd agree... if the legends were true. ;)
* Bree sighs a bit, though happily "Grandpa.. I have a family finally..."
<TheStoryteller> [Liza] Is it what you expected? I certainly didn't ever see this coming..
<Bree> Not even close... at most I thought I'd be from a rich family, but that was me just dreaming...
<TheStoryteller> [Liza] Well Bree... this is the place where dreams come to life. And as always, I'm your lovely host. *bows*
* Bree smiles, and returns the bow "And I thank you for your hospitality. ^^"
<TheStoryteller> [Liza] There's still one more thing to do before tonight's over.. come on downstairs to the gym on the second floor. ;)
* Bree blinks, raising up "Oh sure.. a surprise or something?"
<TheStoryteller> [Liza] It's a gift I had for you.. I never got to give it last time when you defeated me. ;)
<TheStoryteller> Liza heads into the hallway, leaving the wrecked study for the janitors.. ;)
* Bree smiles, and follows Liza "Well, not like I left you conscious ^^;"
<Ashton> «ooc: <Liza> This time, I'll REMEMBER the whipped cream. »
<TheStoryteller> Liza chuckles. "You beat me fair and square.. and now, looking back on it, It was an honor to be bested by you."
<TheStoryteller> [Liza] I can say I fougth the great Bree de Alkirk... imagine the possibilities.. ;)
<TheStoryteller> You find the stairs, and take the hard road down to the 2nd floor. ^^
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* Bree follows Liza still, and sweatdrops, blushing a bit "The possibilites? Not like being bested is great for braging rights ^^;;"
*** TheStoryteller changes topic to '-= Bree's Adventure, Part 2: Revelation | Location: Former Diamond Dreams, 2nd Flr | 3717 $P =-'
<TheStoryteller> [Liza] Oh? I bet half of Lunar wouldn't dare touch you now. But then, I never followed the norm. *grins*
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*** Retrieving #Lunar-IoG info...
*** TheStoryteller changes topic to '-= Bree's Adventure, Part 2: Revelation | Location: Former Diamond Dreams, 2nd Flr | 5017 $P =-'
* Bree smiles, stepping out onto the second floor "All of Lunar doesn't dare touch me now.."
<TheStoryteller> Liza runs off down the hallway, and goes into the private gym for a minute. She comes out holding a small box.
* Bree blinks, meeting Liza halfway, looking at the box "You didn't have to get me anything..."
<TheStoryteller> [Liza] Ah, I insist, Bree.. you never go on a date without giving a gift..
<TheStoryteller> Liza gives the snall blue & gold box to her. It's about the size of your hand.
<TheStoryteller> << er small >>
* Bree blushes, taking the box, opening it as she talks "I didn't know we were on a date..."
<TheStoryteller> [Liza] It doesn't matter, really.. you earned this.
<TheStoryteller> Bree takes off the top to reveal a pendant in the shape of a dragon, colored in blue. It's grasping a shimmery jewel in it's claws.
<Ashton> «ooc: <Liza> Will you marry me? <Bree> GYAAACK! QUEER! (Storen should get this ;) ) »
<TheStoryteller> << lol >>
* Bree puts the lid on the bottom, looking inside "Wow... this is, well, it's just so pretty..."
<TheStoryteller> [Liza] It's mroe than that. Only a master of Blue Dragon Karate recieves this. It's supposed to contain a portion of the Blue Dragon's power.. though it's not the real Blue crest.
* Bree holds the box toward Liza with a smile "Then it's only right that you get to put it on me.."
<TheStoryteller> [Liza] *Blushes a little* Too bad it's not a ring.
* Bree blushes in response "Ah.. h..hai.. ^^;;"
<TheStoryteller> Liza takes the jewel from the case, and moves behind Bree, clasping it around her neck.
<TheStoryteller> [Liza] Well, you're proof we all can dream, Bree... :)
<Ashton> «ooc: <Tahn> *sweatdrop* Don't tell me you're falling for _Liza_, Bree... ;_; »
* Bree turns around to look at Liza "This kind of dream requires a screwed up life to go with it.. ^^;"
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* Bree smiles "Oh.. the third reason I came here, was that I want to steal something from you. ^^"
<TheStoryteller> Liza backs away, looking playful.
<Ashton> «ooc: <Bree> Your...virginity, please? ^_- »
<TheStoryteller> [Liza] This wouldn't involve my closet would it? ;)
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<Ashton> «ooc: *whaps himself* You're not supposed to think those thoughts! Your character's the one that has a thing for her! :P »
* Bree snags Liza's hand, tugging Liza back with a smile "Nooo.. it's this.."
* Bree raises up on her toes to steal a kiss
<TheStoryteller> << UNF! Wait, wrong Gm. :) >>
<Ashton> «ooc: <Tahn> You're all against me, aren't you? ^^; »
<Joseph> «ooc: Gayo is done with intro...wait for you two, yes. »
<TheStoryteller> Liza blinks surprisedly, but then kisses Bree back, enjoying the dreamy moment... as the Blue Star sets completely, signalling the dawn of a new morning.
<TheStoryteller> ~~ Part 2 End ~~
Session Close: Sun May 14 17:51:39 2000