Sparklepires? In my SkyTides? IT'S MORE LIKELY THAN YOU THINK [open]

[tidesnpc]

Characters: The Convoy volunteers
Content: Let's talk out Lydia's return, okay?
Where: The circle meadow of perfect flowers
Time: The appointed morning to meet the .+.sparkling demihumans.+.
Notes: First thread is for negotiations. After that, feel free to mingle amongst yourselves, waiting for the signal to move in.

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NEGOTIATIONS

[tidesnpc]

Waiting for them in the valley were three demihumans. The sun was streaming through the clouds, and even from a distance, the iridescent quality of their skin was unmistakable. They were -- there was no other word for it -- dazzling. Edgar, Ernest, and a rather pretty (if heavily made-up) female by the name of Daisylee were waiting for them.

In Edgar's beige-clad arms rested what must have been the hostage. But there must have been some mistake -- as the bodyguards drew closer, it became increasingly obvious that the "girl" wasn't human. In fact, it was a rather scraggly dog of the tiny, yappy variety. "Lydia" seemed very unconcerned with her situation, yawning as the Convoy party approached and shifting in Edgar's arms.

"Lydia!" Mr. Ecksworthy cried, tears in his eyes. "Give her back!"

LMAO

[gypsymothdance]

Jean stopped a few steps short and just stared... stunned. "That's Lydia?"

See, she had requested the bodyguard position for a reason. It wasn't just to get a second shot at those thieves - though she was a bit pumped for a rematch, after they had escaped during her team's shift. But she had a thing for defending and rescuing people, and so she wanted to be right on the front lines to help rescue the CEO's daughter.

Except... well... yeah. This was ridiculous.

[chariotkick]

Chie stopped with Jean, staring at the dog. "She's not even cute," she muttered to the chef. What kind of sad, strange little man got obsessed over his dog so much that it was a viable hostage?

DED from laughing at the twist above. XD

[flightofthe]

Bumblebee rested prone on the ground, peering down from under a patch of brush at the crest of the hill. Close to his position was Quentyn.

The Minibot wondered idly if the furry organic thought all this strange. Assumptions, naturally (it had seemed), were that the individual in question was a human child, offspring of the fretting man.

It was heartening to know that there were at least some humans who held as much esteem for a demihuman as they would for one of their own species.

Krystal is a bad, bad lady. .. I wanna be her when I grow up XD

[so_many_moods]

Hex could hear and see nothing of what was going on. She was hovering in the treeline as close to the hill's summit as she could get, but she was getting [Bored.] After the rather dull first mission, she'd hoped this one would be slightly more interesting, but she reminded herself that she was here because the child had been taken....

She knew that if she could not hear them, they probably would not be able to hear them. Even if they did, what did hex care? it'd be more exciting that way. "Bumblebee, dear," she asked in a voice that was quiet but still contained its usual creepiness factor. "What is going on?"

YES yes she is and it's why I love her so much XD

[flightofthe]

Bee felt a bit of a shudder go through his relays at her voice. He wasn't afraid of her, per se, but . . . yeah, something about her alarmed him just a little despite his best efforts. But he shoved that aside for now.

"Well . . . our party's just arrived, and from Chie and Yukiko's reactions, I'd say things aren't quite what they expected." He paused to shift and look back at her briefly. "The hostage, Lydia, is a small . . . I think she's a dog."

And she's so good at making the ridiculous fun. XD

[fartn_thndrblts]

He shouldn't be this amused. He knew he really shouldn't be. But he couldn't help it, it was all he could do to not laugh. He guessed he understood the sentiment, he knew how people could get attached to pets, but this was ridiculous. Oh well, he was here for a job and he was ready to do it.

"It is a dog." He couldn't help the soft snicker that escaped him.

ROFL what evennnnn

[highflyinhero]

So Alfred was there, just in case things didn't turn out so well. Okay, fine. He could handle that, hiding away from view in case negotiations didn't work.

What sucked was the waiting. He wasn't a man with a lot of patience, after all. But he'd stay still, shifting position every so often and toying with his pocket watch as he waited for further instructions.

[eighthmelody]

This entire demihuman situation had rubbed Ness the wrong way. Still, he had agreed to come onto this mission to make sure nobody got hurt: friend or foe. He had ended up next to Alfred waiting, and couldn't help but notice the man was shifting around every now and then.

"Something wrong?"

[highflyinhero]

"It's quiet." Alfred commented, shifting his eyes to Ness, though he smiled a bit.

The thought of going up against something that could suck his blood and dazzle him at the same time unsettled him. Al was naturally disturbed by things he couldn't explain. He chuckled.

"Just waitin' for the word to go is enough to make anyone restless."

Do they DAZZLE you, Alfred?

[eighthmelody]

"Hopefully, we won't need to go," Ness replied. He had to admit he was anxious too, but most likely for a different reason. If a fight broke out, he wasn't sure it would be stopped before major casualties were had. Looking down into the meadow, he could see the negotiations but...where was Lydia?

"All I see down there is one of them holding a dog."

That was awesome, but still.../FACEKICK

[heiroflight]

Rock, was nervous, and was pretty much praying that they did not need to interfer, if only because that girl could get hurt.

However even if they didn't he was ready to try and protect her. And to prove that, his jacket was off and his revolver and it's holster were attached to his right arm.

sup Rock. /uneffected to facekicking

[adorasion]

She was sitting on her knees, keep on opening and closing her fan as something to do. She isn't much of the talking person unless someone talks to her first, so Yukiko was mostly quiet the entire time. Hopefully, nobody would fight or get hurt, but if there is no other choice, she will do what she has to do.

She over towards Rock, who was kind of near her. He seemed nervous. "Are you alright?"

[princelyspirit]

Meanwhile, Utena peered over and tried to get a glimpse at negotiations.

"Well, there's no trouble so far," she murmured. "I don't think there's too much to worry about - at least, not yet."

[heiroflight]

Rock gave Yukiko a smile, as he was prone to.

"O-of course!"

[coyotealpha]

Leaning against a nearby tree, Pip sighed as he straightened out his jacket, somewhat wishing he had brought his cigarettes with him tonight - but alas, he had forgotten to take them with him, so here he was stuck now at the forefront of the backup team(s) with nothing to do but watch the others in the distance from where he was (while keeping an eye on Bumblebee in case anything did arise) and hoping that nothing bad would happen. As far as the man was concerned, far too many weird things had been happening already. The sooner they wrapped this up, the better.

Of all the things that could happen... the man thought in exasperation as he fiddled with his eyepatch. This trip to Garettstown had been nothing but somewhat depressing, to put it mildly - for one this was the first time he had come back ever since that incident, and for another... those sparkling demihumans sure knew how to cause quite the ruckus. It had only been a few months since he left, but somehow now it felt like a lifetime ago. So much had happened since then... Pip

[armorgal]

Erza spotted him leaning up against a tree, and made for him across the field. She had something to say, and hopefully he would be willing to hear her out.

"Mister Bernadette," she said as she strode up, her gaze almost as steely as her armor. "May I have a word with you?"

[coyotealpha]

Oh, bugger. It was Erza. Pip had hoped it would be later that he would see her, bit it seemed that fate had decided otherwise. Well, he would have to deal with her eventually... he supposed he might as well get into it before things could get any more worse than it already was.

Glancing towards her, the mercenary gave her a look that was somewhere between neutrality and the slightest tinge of something else that couldn't be put into words as he replied. "Yeah, what is it?"

[armorgal]

Erza steeled herself, armored fists tightening.

"I wanted...to apologize."