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Post by MistaMista on Dec 16, 2014 0:44:30 GMT -5
One quick glance with the assistance of Surprise Surprise, and Alek whistled lowly again. Frenchmen, Germans... It was a miasma in here.
And all stand users, too, Alek realized with an inner grin. She told herself so.
With a curt nod to anyone who looked her way, Alek would walk towards the main hall with her head held high and form perfect, as a proper soldier should.
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Post by Tribune Bolton on Dec 16, 2014 0:45:11 GMT -5
Ilya blinked several times once the soldiers stopped pushing him forward. The cossack had been across many lands, but this scene was utterly alien to him. It wasn't the Ottoman, he'd known many of his kind. It wasn't Germans, or the strange little girl, or any of that. It was the mixture, as he stood here on a mountain. He decided to at least make himself presentable, dusting off his uniform before proudly walking forward to the main hall. He was too hung over for this.
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Post by hellohello on Dec 16, 2014 0:45:59 GMT -5
And now cross dressers. Arzu shook his head. Why was he here, anyways? He nodded slightly to the woman dressed like a man, then continued into the hall.
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Post by Khârn on Dec 16, 2014 0:48:53 GMT -5
Konrad would be so engrossed in his work, that he wouldn't notice the others entering into the room. With a sudden realization, he'd turn, and stand at attention, in anticipation for an officer to greet him. His eyes would show the confusion, as he saw an amalgamation of nationalities striding through the door. Next, his eyes would narrow, as he realized most were of the enemy nations. He had to physically restrain himself from reaching to his hip for his pistol, but even so, he'd slowly move to put his back against a wall.
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Post by hellohello on Dec 16, 2014 0:51:32 GMT -5
AAAH! More Germans! Arzu shook his head. They may be his allies, but they could still go to hell.
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Post by MistaMista on Dec 16, 2014 0:52:38 GMT -5
The German was about to reach for his gun, and the Ottoman couldn't stand Germans. Alek cracked a grin as she walked, wondering just what her new employer's plans were.
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Post by Tribune Bolton on Dec 16, 2014 0:53:03 GMT -5
Despite Konrad's reaction, Ilya found few nationalities as naturally foes. He'd fought all races and creeds, and simply gave the German a quick salute before resuming his scan of the surroundings.
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Post by DeredereChan on Dec 16, 2014 0:54:38 GMT -5
Kitty glared at the German man. She liked to think that she didn't care about the politics of her country, but she still had deep set political ties that she didn't like to admit. As long as he kept out of her business, things would go smoothly for everyone.
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Post by darkisnotevil on Dec 16, 2014 0:55:37 GMT -5
"Hey, is that your favorite gun?" MonDay snatched the pistol out of Konrad's holster and looked at it, before quickly passing it to WednesDay through a swift, practiced handoff. "It doesn't look very powerful." "We don't look very powerful," SunDay said, studying the gun about a meter from where WednesDay had been and two from where Konrad was. By appearing and disappearing at will, the Days, with coordination, were able to move quicker than the average human, but not necessarily faster. It was just that they could move without restraint though their teleportation, while others had to physically take steps.
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Post by hellohello on Dec 16, 2014 0:56:39 GMT -5
"CHILDREN! STOP PLAYING WITH WEAPONS!" Arzu yelled, with a thick Turkish accent. These kids were giving him a headache.
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Post by MistaMista on Dec 16, 2014 0:57:57 GMT -5
"Let them!" Alek called out to the ottoman with a roaring laugh, "how else will they learn?"
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Post by darkisnotevil on Dec 16, 2014 0:58:39 GMT -5
The six other Days formed a huddle around SunDay before sticking their tongue out at the Ottoman in unison.
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Post by hellohello on Dec 16, 2014 0:59:51 GMT -5
"AAAAAAAH!" Arzu yelled, throwing up his hands. He hated people who weren't Ottoman, to be honest.
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Post by Tribune Bolton on Dec 16, 2014 0:59:55 GMT -5
"DIDN'T ATAMAN TEACH YOU NOT TO TOUCH THE SOLDIER-GUNS!? WHO IS LETTING CHILDREN IN HERE?" Ilya yelled as well, with a thick accent that was simply 'Slavic' in general.
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Post by NeverNeverland on Dec 16, 2014 1:00:24 GMT -5
Watching the Ottoman yelling at the top of his lungs pleased Leonore, but she didn't show it. She noticed something about him when he looked at her, then Konrad, before immediately taking a dislike to him. Meanwhile, Leonore's attention focused on the multiple(!) children that had arrived, shaking her head at the madness she would probably join.
In fact, everyone's nonsensical movement, with the exception of the girl with the glare, was getting on her nerves. Leonore needed to get out soon.
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