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Post by Kazuma on Jul 31, 2007 18:24:21 GMT -5
Vincent looked at the two as they talked. He was not finding there conversation interesting. And he was also wondering why the new player was asking so many questions. He didn’t need to know anything. I wonder how he knew I was barely logged into this area…? He thought, he knew that only his sister and the other creators would know something like that, and others with certain types of ability programs. It could have been his sister following him, but he doubted that. The vampire like player did look familiar though, he just didn’t know from where.
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Post by Pyris on Jul 31, 2007 20:17:13 GMT -5
Gatlin nearly twitched. "None of your business," he said rather boldly. Why did everybody ask that? He wanted to bolt out the door, but he couldn't get his feet to move. Oh, that was so rude! Should I apologize? He'd told Vincent, that was true... but he wasn't so sure he should tell this guy. ... He scared him a little.
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Post by S-to-the-D on Jul 31, 2007 20:37:19 GMT -5
Reikas' friendly facade vanished completely. He glared at the kid.
"Watch your tone," he said darkly. "It isn't smart to overreact in the Virtual World, particularly if you're a weak player in a high-level Zone. People tend to get killed that way...Particularly if they don't know whom they are dealing with..."
He probably hacked into the system or got it in a glitch. Bastard...
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Post by Pyris on Jul 31, 2007 20:43:45 GMT -5
Gatlin's green eyes widened drastically at the quick switch. "I... Skat gave it to me," he blurted out. Scowling, he went for the door. He's gunna kill me.. GOD he's gunna kill me... He reached a shaky hand for the doorhandle. He's going to rip me apart and take my Shapeshifter Program with him.... What do I do? I'm digging myself a HUGE whole, here.
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Post by Kazuma on Jul 31, 2007 20:50:49 GMT -5
Continuing to watch everything, when he saw how the other player suddenly reacted when Gatlin refused to answer his question, he made a barely audible. ‘Hmph’ sound. “Wait!” Vincent walked over to Gatlin and then shifted his eyes to the other player, as his calm facial expression was unchanging. “As for you… I don’t know where you get off asking so many questions when you obviously don’t need to know anything.” Unlike Gatlin, he wasn't scared of this player at all.
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Post by Pyris on Jul 31, 2007 20:58:57 GMT -5
Unsure of the player at his side, the blue-haired boy shifted a little closer to the door. Was he seriously defending him? Gatlin closed his eyes for moment before snapping them back open to the other guy. Great.. Now he's going to kill us both! "Uh.." It was about that time that he realised he didn't know the other kid's name. He's going to die with me and we don't even know each other's names... This is sad.
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Post by S-to-the-D on Jul 31, 2007 21:02:24 GMT -5
"If he hadn't wanted to answer my questions, he could have just said so, not shouted it rudely at me," Reikas replied derisively. He shifted his attention back to Kid 1. "Forgive me for making light conversation. It's not something I do often. I'll be sure not to do it again. Now, it you'll excuse me, I have a job to do."
He started to head for the exit himself.
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Post by Pyris on Jul 31, 2007 21:11:26 GMT -5
"Job?" Gatlin repeated lightly. "He's not going to kill us?" he asked the other boy stupidly. He looked at the tall man before realising what he'd done. "I didn't mean to yell, uh.... guy," he said awkwardly. His mind was blank with relief. Fear is as real in this world as it is in the real world. I joined this thinking it would be different, but it's not. I'm pathetic in both realms. Sighing, he realised he was standing in between the older man and the door. I'm supposed to be moving, but now my feet won't move... WHY DO I HAVE TO BE SO MESSED UP?!
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Post by Kazuma on Jul 31, 2007 21:16:02 GMT -5
Vincent just sighed and shook his head before moving out the way of the player as he made his way to the exit. He could have sworn he saw this person before, but it just wasn’t coming to him. He would put that into the back of his mind for now and speak. “Listen. It’s very hard to get killed in the real world if you die in the virtual world. Most people who do either have extremely bad luck or something faulty in their virtualizers.”
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Post by S-to-the-D on Jul 31, 2007 21:24:41 GMT -5
Reikas scowled down at the kid blocking his path. "You're in my way," he said. He glanced back at the other kid.
"I do hope you don't think I meant death as in real death. I'm not a murderer. But I am a guiltless player-killer."
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Post by Pyris on Jul 31, 2007 21:28:45 GMT -5
Green eyes widened at both statements. My luck is that bad. Move feet, MOVE! Frozen, Gatlin just stared up at the man. "I am a guiltless player-killer." Not good... I'll loose my program.. I can't loose my program.... "S-ssorry," he mumbled, trying to force his feet to move out of the way. Why wouldn't he move?!
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Post by Kazuma on Jul 31, 2007 21:32:23 GMT -5
Oh my god. This kid is hopeless, Vincent would think as he walked up to Gatlin. The cowardly player would find himself being forcefully moved out the way as his arm was grabbed and tugged. Glancing at the other player, he simply said. "What's the difference? You're a murderer in the virtual world then."
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Post by S-to-the-D on Jul 31, 2007 21:38:38 GMT -5
Reikas followed Kid 2's movements carefully.
"The difference is, you can start over in the virtual world. Murder is final. That's why this world is under the category 'MMORPG.' The G stands for game. It's not serious. I do hope you're not one of those addicts...But then again, it doesn't matter to me, and I'll never know, because apparently, asking is illegal in this inn."
And, with that, he stepped out into the street. It had begun to lightly drizzle again.
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Post by Pyris on Jul 31, 2007 21:42:26 GMT -5
Gatlin nearly tripped as he was yanked away from the door. He looked at the ground, thouroughly ashamed. "Thank you," he murmered, and headed for the door himself. So pathetic. 'Why do you even bother being here?' Finally making a decision, he slid out the door looking for his next opponent.
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Post by Kazuma on Jul 31, 2007 21:49:36 GMT -5
“Bastard…” Vincent muttered under his breath as his right hand softly clenched into a fist while it was tucked inside his pocket. He had noticed Gatlin take his leave, but because of the other player annoying him with his last remark he didn’t care about that guy, and frankly he was pathetic. “Screw this. My whole mood is ruined now. I’m outta here.”
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