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| Reboot |
| (2012-11-24 - 2012-11-24) |
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| Faruja Senra | The rumor of art made by one Deelel has drawn Faruja's attention to Goug. The appearance of a Templar is never a comfortable thing, at least for Goug's natives, even with the takeover by Shinra. Thus, it's rather easy for Faruja to get an art broker's help. Standing in a shop, the Burmecian levels a one-eyed gaze at a nervous looking broker beside one of Deel's pieces of artwork. "Ser, I am not a patient nezumi. This was done by a friend. One who has gone missing. I shall ask again. /Where/ did you get this, and from whom did you purchase it?" |
| Deelel | Deelel style is strange and alien it's fairly easy to find given how alien it is to most humes and other species minds. It's not alien in a bad way, just done by someone with an somewhat alien way of thinking or seeing the world. Deelel is out there sure she's clearly doing work and likely lost her comm unit in the chaos of the fight with LEXUS. The Broker looks suprised at the nezumi for a moment sputtering a little bit. "A young woman blue hair, strange clthes that had no seems I could see and a disk on her back sold it to me! about two days ago!" |
| Faruja Senra | Smile. The rat's look softens. "Good man. Where was she two days ago when you bought from her? Here at the shop? In the city?" A stack of coins are placed on the man's counter, just to further grease the wheels from intimidation to bribery. At least she's alive. |
| Deelel | The man nods. "Ya ya, she had some business elsewhere said she was going shopping needed the momney. Not sure where she's been but she's she went towards the slums last I saw." the man doesn't know anymore but he points out one other thing. "Another customer said he saw some work out that way I think on Minster street?" |
| Faruja Senra | The Templar offers a bow as he finally spills the beans, the ratling turning to leave. "Much obliged. Lord bless you." With that, he heads off, first towards Minster street. He'll take a look at Deel's artwork! |
| Deelel | Deelel's artwork is well? It's just not that he'd know it a stylised picture of a Rectifer that the Black Guard use. In some way she's seemingly trying to share part of her world. The world her makers doesn't even know about, with them. It might take an hour or so before he'll find traces of Deelel but he'll find a half finished wall painting on a ruined building. |
| Faruja Senra | Chin-rub. Faruja peers over the artwork briefly, eventually shaking his head. "How strange." It's all a bit beyond the Burmecian, but he's not artist. When he arrives at the half-finished mural, he whistles however. "Better than ruin. Kept yourself busy, I see, M'Lady. Now where /ever/ have you gotten to?" |
| Deelel | Thats when the sound of foot falls echo down the mostly quiet street, a form can be seen in the ally way coming out it's humanoid and soon it's pretty clear it's Deelel her strange tattoos and all she seems suprised. "Faruja?!" |
| Faruja Senra | A tilted ear, and Faruja turns about to see the woman he's been looking for! Walking forward, the Burmecian looks her over critically. "Lady Deelel! Lord in heaven, M'Lady! Where /ever/ have you been? I'm like to go grey in the fur from worry! I had thought the worst after surveying that half-burnt out building!" There's a mixture of frustration and relief in the rat's voice as he finally spies her. "Now come here! Let me take a look at you. Are you injured?" |
| Deelel | Deelel says "I have not sure where I been. I was taking Reize and a few other on to teh grid after they depated I was attacked by another native of my world." She tilts her head for a little bit. "I should be derezzed or worse." She admits for a moment "No I have recovered enough from it." She does let him take a look at her. "It was bad, to be honest. I had no idea where this place was so I chose to remain in the city. I had to make a deal with the ones who liberated the Server and the laser from LEXUS." She pauses for a moment "I'm not sure you'll understand it but LEXUS is a virus he devours other programs, he was going to take what my world existed on and he'd likely have consumed everyone." |
| Faruja Senra | Faruja looks over Deel, taking refuge in something he understands. Overall, he gives Deel one of those 'technologically ignorant deer in the headlights' looks. At least she doesn't seem to be bleeding or hurt. Poor rat still hasn't gotten the 'Program' message yet. "...Quite over my head, for the most part. But I am pleased you yet draw breath. This...Lexus, seems to be a cannibal, then? Truly disgusting. To eat another sentient being. Far too similar to the Heartless. Does this LEXUS still live? Oh, take this." A communicator, one of Xanatos' cross-dimensional ones, is offered to Deelel. "Yours is non-functional, I assume?" 5r |
| Deelel | Deelel says "It was lost in the fight that's why I have remained here. He becomes stronger, gains his victems functions and their access clearances. You know he offered me a chance to walk way and contiune my function as I pleased all I had to do was damn every basic on the grid." She scowls. "I was too weak to stop him and honestly he'd taken me away for who knows why. Maybe it was I was able to hurt him, that might have interested him. I did what should have been fatal to any program or user and he just got /angry/. He had heartless who came at his call when we fought." She notes for a moment "I had to cut part of my self off to keep him from consuming me." She shudders. "he's right though i'm glitching I'm moving away from my user given function." She shakes her head "There's not much I can do about that." She takes the MA Belle phone from the knight. "It seems the company that controls this city became aware of him moving something valuabe and the Turks were able to intercept and steal the servers along with everything from it. They have claimed ownership of it but it's a far less grim thing than had LEXUS had got the grid." |
| Faruja Senra | The Burmecian feels a headache coming on. It's not too unlike talking with a Lindblum Airship engineer, except this involves people getting hurt. He pulls out a folded square of cloth, unfolding it and swallowing the medicine within. It's washed down with a generous swig from a hip flask. "Then, you mean to say Shinra has laid claim to your home, while attempting to fight off this 'Lexus'. And that you have been unable to slay him, despite your best efforts. Not all foes, M'Lady, can be fought alone, though your efforts were valiant indeed. As skeptical as I am about these Shinra workers, it may be prudent to assist them in fighting your adversary." |
| Deelel | Deelel shrugs. "Systems belong to users. Do you dare to turn upon your own creator? Either way it's safer in their hands right now if only because they are curious about it. I know I need to ... do something that could result in my breaking. Still I need to find help, and look they are users not viri that consume all their their paths. I plan to act as a guide least they get derezed by the black guard or MPC's other forces." |
| Faruja Senra | Faruja rubs his head. "Lady Deelel, you and I need to sit down some time, and have you explain to me about your world. It is...simply overwhelming. But it seems it is in safe enough hands. Perhaps, M'Lady, I shall accompany you when you next visit. 'Tis clearly too dangerous for you to venture in alone." A shake of the head. "For now, I am going to let the others know you are alright. Come, let me buy you lunch, hmm?" |
| Deelel | Deelel says "I could use so I should finish this work up and depart since I know now how to get back." She admits "My world just keeps getting worse honestly one other hting. LEXUS is lose because of me as is MCP, both are threats and they used me wanting to aid my fellow basics to find a way out...." |