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Post by alexandra hawke on Feb 27, 2013 22:22:57 GMT -8
This had to be one of the greatest days of the month, the excitement in her eyes shined bright like a diamond. If people were to glance over and examine her eyes, all you could see were big money signs bulging in and out. Pay day. There wasn’t much that Angel had to do during the week, Pandora had recruited her as a new member, so all she really had to do was just attend a few meetings to get a feel for the corporation. Yet she had no interest in any of that, one of the main reasons she even joined up with the organization was because of the pay roll, that and she yearned to get stronger. Sticking with these guys could kill two birds with one stone. “Tch, I’m a fucking genius.” Angel stated as she sexily walked into the room, catching the eyes of two male workers.
“Lady! Wait up, you forgot about me?” From behind a rather strange looking creature followed behind the chick and levitated before her with a frown on his face. The gear digimon stared at Angel with a serious expression and the female couldn’t help but tease the creature. “For your information I didn’t forget about ya. You were just too slow to catch up, remember you won’t be able to enter the arena until you can reach my level.” Letting a slight snicker escape her after finishing the sentence. A sudden fire started burning in the geared digimon’s eye’s and his motivation sky rocketed after that. But before a word could come out of his mouth, Angel silenced with soft hush and strolled over to her mailbox.
Pulling out her key and unlocking the box, she reached inside and grabbed the only item available, a small white envelope. The smell of money flooded her nostrils and she grew eager to open it up, appearing like a savage to others. But before Angel was allowed to rip it open, a man nearby was beginning to start up a scene. Apparently the male had been complaining about the money he was earning, must be working as a scientist or something. Desperately she tried to ignore it placing both hands on her ears, but to no avail. Chronos joined Angel at the mailbox and peered over at the scientist. If he didn’t calm down soon, something or someone is definitely going to get hurt.
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Post by Hana Yamato on Feb 27, 2013 22:39:17 GMT -8
Hana had somehow managed to get her hair up. All of it. That took a miracle and a half, since it was so long and thick. And that was very important, since she was coming to get one of the other Pandora workers. She glanced down at the Very Official letter in her hand, which said that she was supposed to get someone named Alexandra for a mission. She gave a soft sigh. If Pandora left her totally alone, Hana would be happy forever.
However, the pay was good, and she HAD signed a contract.
Fang was unusually quiet today. He was not that happy with being here - he disliked the place intensely and would prefer it if the place were destroyed. Which really worked against Hana's own goals in life.
She heard some screaming coming from one of the rooms ahead and wondered what on earth could be the matter. She strode forward and glanced in the room. It was the mail room (hmmm, payday, she hadn't forgotten about that). One of the scientists was making a ruckus. Hana heard something about money and working conditions and whatnot. How ridiculous! Hana couldn't believe that someone was being so obnoxious. And all the noise and bother cut Fang's nerves to the quick, as well.
The other people were just moving out of the way or trying to avoid the man. That left him open and a good target. TAIL SMASH! Fang attacked without any real warning. Hana couldn't stop him, but she did let out a horrified cry. As irritated as she was, Hana couldn't believe that Fang would do such a thing, and to a human no less! All the same, it was... it was.... kind of a relief to have Fang able to take care of such things. She watched to see what would happen.
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Post by alexandra hawke on Feb 28, 2013 6:18:57 GMT -8
Why? Why did people have to complain about the problems in their life. This was something that Angel never grew to understand and to this day can’t comprehend why people don’t try to fix their fucked up life. She could understand if you’ve tried countless times again and again to solve the problem, but there is one thing that the female believed in strongly. To never give up.
The shouts turned to yells and he actually pushed a fellow co-worker who had come over to calm him down. “Shit this is getting real irritating.” The temples on her forehead were beginning to ache and Angel knew that she’d have to put matters into her own hands. Grabbing her partner’s attention she gave him a look that told him to get ready and attack. Chronos nodded and his entire expression from before gradually transitioned to a prepared state.
All the co-workers around him slowly backed away from him, seems like they understood to get back from the crazy. This left the scientist open for an attack, taking the opportunity Angel commanded her partner to fire. “Chronos, Darkness Gear” The male digimon floated up in the air and threw his right gear at the rioter, covering the gear with a dark aura.
Yet, while his attack was being executed, Angel caught a glimpse of a digimon out of the corner of her eye charging towards the scientist. Guess someone else had the same idea she’d been thinking. Suddenly a sharp scream rang from behind her causing Angel to spin around and see where it came from. Standing behind the chick, a pink haired female stood with a worried expression on her face. That digimon that just charged must belong to the tamer standing before me. Judging by her expression, she probably didn’t order her digimon to attack. Whatever the case, it looks like the attack was successful.
Turning back around, she caught sight of the scientist on the ground gasping for air. Guess he got the air knocked out of him when those two digimon attacked him. But it was all out of the safety of everyone, at least that’s what she’ll tell them if they ask why. Boy did Angel enjoy some good violence.
Curious, the blonde haired female strolled over to the tamer’s side and looker her in the eye. They were pretty nice, she thought after examining the pupils for a minute. “You know I had it under control, ya didn’t have to attack him as well.”
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Post by Hana Yamato on Feb 28, 2013 23:20:58 GMT -8
Hana winced as the scientist was knocked back and ~silent~ when Fang and another digimon attacked. Her eyebrow rose in surprise. She hadn't noticed the other tamer in the room, and nearly jumped in shock when a blonde girl popped over and stared at her unflinchingly. Her eyes were like a predator's, pinning Hana with her gaze. She wasn't sure what to do other than stare back in utter confusion until the woman spoke again. Hana pursed her lips for a moment, then broke out into a smile. "Sorry, didn't realize that you were handling it. Fang also got away from me. He doesn't really hold with that sort of nonsense - I didn't even order him to attack." She gave a small shrug.
The blonde seemed to be the only tamer in the room at the moment, so Hana went ahead and made a wild guess at her name. "Alexandra, I presume?" She was ferocious, the girl she'd be going on a mission with. Hana felt a touch on intimidation, but pushed it down. After all, Hana really didn't care about the missions or Pandora in the end. Why would someone else who worked for them bother her much? She kept her eyes on the woman, who was just a touch taller than she was. "If you're Alexandra, then I've been looking for you. We've been given a mission to do together."
In the meanwhile, Fang growled a bit at the man he'd attacked until he was satisfied, glanced at the other Digimon who'd gone after him, then dismissed him and started back towards Hana. Louse. He wasn't much of a fight. I much prefer it when we're in the arena, Hana. Now, is this the one we've been looking for? Because if not, then I'd like to leave and pretend that we aren't members of this sorry organization. His claw tugged on Hana's sleeve.
She glanced down at him with a frown. "Fang, we can't leave without Alexandra. I'm not about to do this mission alone - it would make me late for work!" She glanced up at the woman. "Sorry. He's not exactly well-trained yet. But Digivolving from a Babydmon seems to have mellowed him out from the priss he was before. Still is, but less so." She gave an embarrassed smile, hoping that if the woman wasn't Alexandra she'd at least know where Alexandra was.
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