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Let's get this party started [Locked to select individuals/Hackable] --> [Action]
[This post is locked to Psiioniic, Suzaku Kururugi, Taiki, Minato, Sam Winchester, and Ed Elric]
OKAY I'M FINISHED WITH MY PITY PARTY.
NOW IT'S TIME TO GO TO WORK.
LET'S MEET ON THE THIRTEENTH FLOOR IN ONE HOUR.
OKAY I'M FINISHED WITH MY PITY PARTY.
NOW IT'S TIME TO GO TO WORK.
LET'S MEET ON THE THIRTEENTH FLOOR IN ONE HOUR.
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He knew he had to get this going, anyway. He didn't need that fishy bitch to shame him into it, so it's not like he only came here because she was disappointed in him. It stuck in his wind-tube that she'd probably interpret it that way, though.
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He looked around and saw the man he was meant to meet. He was a troll, an adult one like the troll that had tried to kill him. Taiki bit his lip and walked forwards nervously.
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He tried to smile to put Taiki at ease, though he did have a lot of very sharp teeth, so it might not have worked.
"Taiki, I'm guessing?"
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Hey. Signless, right?
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[RL forever] since well, yeah, obvious.
At least he's recovered since the incident with Suzaku and lacking his Suppressors. He's bit paler than normal, but otherwise, Minato showed no signs of the paranoia that had so badly plagued him not long ago. His arrival is fairly prompt, and for once he is quite serious, headphones hanging around his shoulders and not slouching at all. This is business, and as a leader, there is something he knows far too well: how to be serious when the time calls for it.
"... Signless-san." A nod. Even now, he is still formal, perhaps overly so. ... The loss of Chidori had put him at a major disadvantage--without Medea, he had far less ways of telling what went on in the Tower, after all.
<3
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"... Of course. Lucky for us that I doubt a gravestone will be necessary, considering how quickly they raise the dead."
It's somewhat hard to tell if he's joking or not, considering his deadpan tone, but at the very least, he is certainly serious in regards to helping with this plan.
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He shrugged. "So the idea is to use Taiki's power to walk through walls - you know that kid? - and get ourselves into the staff elevator. Then we're going to either try to operate the elevator ourselves, or if we can't, then we'll rappel down the shaft with bedsheet ropes and raise a little hell."
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In other words, an attempt at humor. But that wasn't what was important at the moment, he realized, and instead, shook his head at the initial question on knowing Taiki. Still, it wasn't the most solid plan, but it was one.
"If we can get in, that sounds like it may get us somewhere." The plan meets with his approval, if nothing else, because he hates standing still. "They might also be storing information in the restricted areas," he added. Though one question did remain in his mind...
"What's your idea of 'raising hell,' exactly?" If he wanted to, he could probably freeze the walls solid or set off a high energy spell, if it was destruction.
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He nodded at his roomate, glad that they were finally going to try and put Signless' plan into action.
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He settled back and scratched his nose. "So we're going to try to get into the service elevator with one of the staff, and follow it down. Or up. Or wherever it goes."
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"I looked for harnesses, but they must be locked away somewhere we can't go, because they are no where to be found." He and Link had spent an entire day searching, and checking for false panels, to no avail.
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There was no question who 'That Bitch' might be.
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It depended on what it was she wanted from him, exactly.
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