new npc get! (closed, incomplete)

Aug 30, 2010 06:00

Characters: simonsimmon and mrcharlatan
Setting/Location: SOMEWHERE MYSTERIOUS AND CLOSE with a workshop
Date & Time: Day 13, evening~Day 14, morning
Warnings: PG-13 for Charlie's foul mouth?
Summary: We're gonna hijack an airship, seeeee?

james bond theme goes here )

*day 13, *day 14, #style: prose

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simonsimmon August 30 2010, 16:28:19 UTC
Simon was going to rescue the poor travelers from the maze. Not out of any sense of sympathy, to be honest - he had told them to keep their windows locked, though maybe he should have gotten into the details of how a siren steals you away in the middle of the night, but he hadn't wanted to cause a fuss or panic. Really, these caravan people were causing him far more trouble than they were worth - but while Simon might be begrudging, he did know how to do his job and do it well, and he owed Cid more than anything to make sure the man had a full cargo to get to Loophole. The man's reputation was at stake, here! Oh, and, well, the lives of fourteen people. He could only hope that they hadn't yet completed the maze - otherwise seven of them would be gobbled up like last summer's fall fashionable coats. He'd tried several villages to find them, you know. But they all were sold out by the time he would get there. And then the whole incident with the Ramknoc and Laiton... He sighed ( ... )

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mrcharlatan August 30 2010, 22:44:17 UTC
The gruff man turned on a dime as soon as the door to his workshop flew open, a hollow clang echoing as it slammed against the wall. While maybe not sensing the urgency of the man that entered, Charlie's paranoia went up tenfold and his annoyance twentyfold. That twisting in his gut could be shoved aside now that he knew what all the fuss was, not that he was happy to see the man busting into his workshop. But it wasn't anything to be worried about. Not like, say, some collections guys coming from the last card game he frequented or anything ( ... )

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simonsimmon August 31 2010, 00:39:10 UTC
"Charlie," Simon said scornfully, frowning. "You can't expect customers to take you seriously when your shop is a mess." He waved his hand, then, sauntered past the man and further into the shop, picking up the sweet tang of metal the further he ventured. "I need your ship, old chap. Whether or not you come along is up to you, I just need it. I'll learn how to fly it on the wayside." He rubbed at the underside of his nose, skewing his mask to the side slightly and taking his time to quickly right it, gazing at himself in the reflection of a nearby piece of sheet metal ( ... )

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mrcharlatan August 31 2010, 08:40:59 UTC
"Customers don't come in the workshop, they contact me over the Junogam and I meet 'em somewhere else. It's none of your business anyway." His scowl deepened further as the shorter man followed, listening as best he could until his temper could rise no further. "There's no way you're taking my ship to gallivant off by yourself, especially not to mess with sirens. Where there's sirens, there's salt. You know what that'd do to my fucking airship ( ... )

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