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High-functioning Marshmallow
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 Posted: Wed Sep 08, 2010 2:55 pm
This simple home – or shack, rather – was the cheapest property that Romane could find on Nirvani, which was why she purchased it. There is little room inside for more than two people to stand comfortably, unless they were to sit on the ladder or huddle in the corner. That spot, however, is reserved for her dogs, Korth and Mauser. The pair are pretty friendly for 'guard dogs', but they are learning to at least bark when they see a stranger. Barks of excitement, but enough of an alarm to please their owner.Burned to the ground by the Sex Bullets in an arson.
Rebuilt from the ground up by Cid, O'Malley, Phil, and Paprika. The cabin is now a lot larger, and furnished a lot better. Looks like this now.
Residents
[♞] Romane Bissette (Owner)
[♘] Rachel Fate
[♉] Julian Fate
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Posted: Fri Oct 01, 2010 3:05 am
『 ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ Cid ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ 』  ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ 』 Cid carried Florance all the way here, spotting a house finally. He then made his way towards it, they could possibly help him find the owner of this panda bear! Hearing the barking of two dogs, he paused and thought; what language where they barking in? Oh wait! Cid kept walking and switched to German now. "Greetings animals who protect this home! I bring no harm, but am being accompanied by a large panda bear of great stature, he is rather overweight if I must say, please do not attack him or myself, for we are just looking for refuge from the rain and possible directions!" That was no trouble at all! Cid stopped in front of the front door, and let Florance down. He then rubbed his back a bit and knocked on Romane's home's door.
"Hello?" He said, now in English again.
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High-functioning Marshmallow
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Posted: Fri Oct 01, 2010 3:35 am
 
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Posted: Fri Oct 01, 2010 3:45 am
『 ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ Cid ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ 』 ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ 』 Oh, it was the lady police officer's home. Well this would be alright then! He knew her enough to- oh wait right, it was her. Cid raised his hands as she said and then proceeded to say. "Hello Lady Police Officer. It is just I - Cid - here with Florance the Panda Bear. I found him lost on the mountain and wish to find Mr. Sonata to return the panda bear to his home. However the rain is hindering our ability to do so, so may we please join you in your home until it has cleared up enough for us to continue our journey to the west?" They were heading west to get to Gaston's home and whatnot. It had nothing to do with an epic journey which now involved Cid, Florance, Romane, and possibly Bandit the Raccoon King.
Cid couldn't see her, so he had to assume the next bit. "I apologize if I may be assuming too much, but could you please lower your firearm Miss Police Officer? I do not like knowing that you would most likely fire it if you are startled." He then had a rather sweet smile on his face, even if it wasn't visible with his mask. "Plus I would not possibly wish to due you any harm."
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High-functioning Marshmallow
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Posted: Fri Oct 01, 2010 4:10 am
..Ah, so it was the monk. With a panda? Well, the mayor did own a panda from what she remembered of the.. cooking festival.. Romane narrowed her eyes. The panda and fan. Was this some kind of – no, no. She would have known if the fan culprit was standing next to her the whole time. She was an officer, after all! She would be more than a simple failure if she had missed something like that. She doubted she would be able to move on in life if she knew she had made such a large mistake. So, no matter how big of a clue that this was, she would ignore it for the sake of her own fragile confidence. She started to lower her gun, only scowling when he asked her to do so, especially when he added that she would likely shoot him! It was unethical to do so! “I did not have my firearm raised.” She informed him in irritation, more miffed that she had to lie to save face. She put it away in it's rightful holster and headed on by to get to her door. She spent a good minute or two getting it unlocked, not because of any sort of trouble with the door, but because of the sheer number of locks. There were at least twenty of them, lining from the bottom of the door on up to the doorknob, and each required a different key from a different pocket on her belt. The last one she obtained from her hat and, with that done, she opened the door.
Her dogs sat at attention, or as close to it as they ever would be, right against where the door had stood. Korth went straight to whimpering and pawing at Romane, while Mauser had his eyes on the monk. Well, that was until they saw the panda. Florence, soaked from the rain and walk over, sat in shock at the small house. What was he doing here?! He had been in a nice, little tree the whole way over. True, a moving little true that spoke, but still a tree! Needless to say, he was a very confused, sad looking panda with two curious and confused looking dogs watching him like hawks on field mice. “..You may enter. I apologize for any mess, I did not have time to clean before leaving.” Said mess was a crooked pillow on her bed. Romane waited at the doorway for him to enter first, though Florence had already beaten both of them to it. Ignoring the rottweilers, he brushed inside and went to exploring the house. This place wasn't even a half of the size of his old room! How odd!
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Posted: Fri Oct 01, 2010 1:36 pm
『 ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ Cid ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ 』 ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ 』 "I can sense your tension." Cid responded right after she said she didn't have her firearm raised. It was less creepy than he made it sound... even if he did make it sound like he could smell her fear. Cid bowed politely before walking. He had to unlock his spade from the back of his belt to be able to go on with it. "I thank you for giving us shelter. Would it be possible for us to stay here until the rain has gone by? We have a long trip to go to find Mr. Sonata's home to return his panda bear, and running through mud carrying a panda bear is not as easy as running through with clear skies..." He asked this hoping that he wasn't asking too much from her.
The young monk walked over to one of the many empty corners and placed his spade leaned against the wall. He then removed his wet cloak and put it on the spade as well (which in turn removed his face mask) then removed his hat and put it on the top of the tool. He didn't want to get the home wet with his soaked cloak, and didn't think he could easily move in this very small yet comfortable home. "I thank you once more for your kindness Lady Police Officer." He said, giving her a sweet smile.
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High-functioning Marshmallow
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Posted: Fri Oct 01, 2010 3:04 pm
Sense.. her.. tension.. Why was she allowing him into her home again? There were several reasons why she shouldn't. For instance, the panda was scaring her dogs – Korth and Mauser having scrambled up to hide out on her bed. They were both wet and dirty, making her floors less.. immaculate. Never mind that pillow, now she had a filthy home! Not to mention that having a panda, two dogs, and a man inside her already small home made it rather crowded. Luckily, the panda was inside the bathroom drinking from her.. toilet.. She inwardly winced at that sight, being reminded that the other set of animals were probably shedding on her blankets now. ..Perfect.. Still, however troublesome this was, leaving someone out in the rain didn't really sit well with her. It was her job to keep up patrol, so she could manage it, but a civilian? They should be relaxing at home. Besides, they could get sick.. Then she remembered Ginger. ..Cid wasn't drunk or likely to throw himself at her, though. And she didn't think he was 'attracted' to her or any of that nonsense. So, that was cleared up. His spade was in the corner of the room, she could watch it and distance him from it. There was that disadvantage of him being male, but she wasn't trained for nothing! She could restrain him should he become psychotic or something of that sort. If all else failed, she had a gun.
“I doubt you are capable to 'sense' tension, Mr. Chao.” She retorted once she had assured herself of some kind of safety, watching him finish undoing his cloak and hat. Ah – she could see his face. That put a weight off her shoulders. It was easier to gauge someone when she could see them, after all. Plus, the cloak being off allowed her to see he didn't have any other large weapons on him. That wasn't enough to really settle her nerves, though. “You may stay however long you require. I will be leaving once the weather is adequate.” She replied as she headed inside, going to check the cloak and hat for anything suspicious. “I assume your residence is an unsatisfactory distance for you to approach my home. Did you know I reside here? If not, I would advise you be more cautious of where you go.” For all he knew, she could have been a serial killer or rapist or any number of things! She turned from the cloak to him, “Raise your hands outward, spread your legs to eighteen inches apart, and stand still.”
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Posted: Fri Oct 01, 2010 3:19 pm
『 ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ Cid ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ 』 ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ 』 Cid was about to explain how he could, but realized she probably wasn't in the mood for his long explanations on how he is. She seemed distressed, probably from the mess and the wet floor; he would have to make it up to her later and build her a larger home! Yes it has been decided that he will do just that! But to answer her claim that he cannot feel tension. "I am a monk Lady Police Officer." Well that should explain how he can! He didn't meditate for hours without end in hopes of reaching a new level of enlightenment for nothing. He smiled once more when she advised him to be more cautious. She was worried! How nice to know that someone worries of the traveling monk. "You need not worry; as I stated, I am a monk. While I only have practiced martial arts for meditation, I am well capable of using it if it means keeping myself protected from harm." He's killed bears with it. Just throwing that out there.
Though the smile faded when it was obvious she wanted to search him. "Um, if you wish to search me allow me to first remove the cloth I wear here..." He said as he unwrapped the clothing, which allowed him to move the piece of clothing he wore around his stomach and waist. The one on his stomach were actually weights, the rest were his bags that he carried, placing them on the floor near his spade. They all had different tools which he used to make the knick knacks that he sells, along with a few other things such as his money, and small amounts of food. Now with that removed he removed the cloth and also put it by his spade. Now he just stood there wearing his thick black gloves, boots and is clothes.
The black clothing he wore was more like a black keikogi than it was than monk's robes. But then again, monks like him did just wear whatever they could make, find, or are able to obtain. He then finally did what Romane said, so she could search him better.
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High-functioning Marshmallow
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Posted: Fri Oct 01, 2010 6:43 pm
When he didn't immediately comply, she couldn't help but reach for her holster as she usually did – it was basically her first reaction to just about anything that wasn't the result of an order. Plus, he had just said he practiced martial arts, which made not only his spade, but himself a weapon. Romane was between him and his spade, but she still had to remain on alert with that reminder of his career. She didn't really know many monks, just of what she read in history and such during her mandatory schooling. All they had covered were their significance and that they usually were a peaceful lot, but she knew full well that a book was written by a person and a person could easily be fooled into believing nonsense – just look at that magician! She acted as though she truly did do magic and not cheap parlor tricks with glitter! So, of course she didn't believe that opinion on monks. They were just as capable of violence as anyone. Though, he had said that.. he wasn't wishing her any harm, but that didn't mean much. Written or spoken, words were just words.
It took a few minutes of removing pouches, belts, weights, and whatever else the man carried on him, but he did eventually just do that. No more, no less than what he said he would. Good. She could stop holding the safety on the firearm now and actually get back to searching. She let him stand there like that, kneeling to look through his bags for any drugs, weapons, bombs, indecent photographs, or poison. ..The tools could be considered dangerous.. Food could potentially contain poison, those were a choking hazard, over there could conceal needles tainted with poison – ah, and that! That was definitely a mushroom! Ah, but.. It didn't appear to be anything but a regular mushroom. Still, it was odd. Now, for the weights – She frowned as she made a small attempt to lift them. ..Alright, they were heavier than she predicted. Fine, she didn't need to carry them to know they could be used to bludgeon someone. So, she merely scooted it further against the wall and glanced over what else was there. She had been through everything, it seemed, and, as usual, everything there had potential to harm someone. This was probably why she didn't search suspects anymore.
Romane stood again and looked at him. Still properly clothed, which meant he could still be hiding something! She circled him, looking for any odd lumps or folds in the clothing. Nothing that she saw.. Good. She went to patting him down, going over every inch quickly, but carefully, to confirm what her eyes assumed. ..Nothing that she could feel. It seemed he didn't have a machete or firearm or second staff anywhere, just simple clothing. Everything that was dangerous was on the floor and she was separating him from it. Good. “You are cleared. Ah.” No, wait. She looked at his shoes. “Correction. You will be cleared once you remove your shoes.” He could be hiding any number of things in there! And she had missed it! She hated being sloppy in her work – er. Well, this was more personal safety precautions, but.. it was still sloppy!
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Posted: Fri Oct 01, 2010 7:33 pm
『 ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ Cid ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ 』 ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ 』 Cid's head sagged hearing her say that he had too now remove his shoes. He did not like removing his shoes! Even though normally he just wore white socks and sandals back in the temple... still shoes are nice. These were his first and only pair too...! Cid agreed however and balanced one one leg while he removed all of the straps from that boot. He then did the same for the other one. Under his boots he had white socks, kept bright white; so clearly being clean was important even to a wondering monk! He then put his shoes next to the spade and said. "I would very much like to rest, however I see where you might be getting onto next, so do not worry I will comply to your further request as well."
He said as he removed his heavy leather gloves. They had some lead in them to add additional weight; since he didn't have enough time in a day to exercise like he normally did, he made up for it by making the exercise he does get more intense through adding weight to all of his clothing! He removed his gloves and places them on his boots. He then turned to her and asked; "Please do not tell me that you wish for me to remove my shirt next Lady Police Officer. It is rather cold still and all..."
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High-functioning Marshmallow
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Posted: Sat Oct 02, 2010 1:50 am
Of course, Romane took his boots and searched those as well, turning them upside down for any hidden knife or needle or.. anything, really, that could be used to harm someone. Like everything else, though, there wasn't anything there. It seemed the only dangerous objects were everyday items that weren't directly incriminating. Aside from that spade. She turned to him and noticed his gloves, but, before she could tell him to take those off as well, he already had. She frowned at the prediction, mainly because he was correct. Was she that easy to guess..? It was annoying. She checked those as well and – aha! Lead! Lead could be used to poison, bludgeon, and several things she could imagine in complete, gruesome imagery! She set the very.. heavy.. Alright, never mind, she would let them sit on top of the boots for now. She straightened up again and was about to tell him he was fine to rest until the rain was up, but then he had to say that.
Why didn't he want her to remove his shirt? Was there something hidden under there that she had missed? Of course, it could be because she didn't have a heater inside her home and the rain made the hovel pretty cold, but she didn't buy that! He was hiding something! She could feel him again to double check, but then she could miss it again! What could it be? A paper thin blade? Drugs? Explicit photographs? Or a new form of explosive strapped onto his back?! Was he planning on bombing the playground? School? Her office?! “..I would advise that you do so immediately.” She said sternly and backed up a pace just in case it he would use whatever he was hiding on her or try to make a run towards the door or his spade. Her hand was on her gun – as it usually was when she felt nervous, which was quite often – and she eyed him carefully.
Her dogs were up in her bed safely, while the panda was.. doing something in the bathroom. Probably discovering just how fun and chewy toilet paper was! Oh, the joys! Look, a bar of soap that tasted – eck! That tasted horrible! ..Romane wouldn't be very happy when she next entered her bathroom, but, thankfully (for Florence), she was too busy making sure that Cid wasn't planning on running to the playground and detonating a bomb to take himself out along with several children and a parakeet named Cuddles.
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Posted: Sat Oct 02, 2010 2:08 am
『 ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ Cid ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ 』 ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ 』 That nice innocent smile he had was still there, but twitched a little. Well he did have the patience of a saint technically... but Romane could cause even monks to lose their patience! Really, it was cold. Sure he once meditated on top of a mountain during a blizzard in nothing but his undergarments, but it did not mean he did not enjoy his warmth and clothing. "As you wish." He said to her anyway, unbuckling and unlocking the second belt that he wore, then removed his shirt and placed it on top of his hat, before locking and buckling his belt once more. He had a light blush on his face. Of course he did, he was now half naked so a woman could search him. Well, it's not like Romane would be able to complain, to say he was in good shape would be an understatement...
(too lazy to describe, think .jpg]THIS OR THIS OR SOMETHING AROUND THOSE LINES! >:0 Use your imagination, point is he has a frikkin' amazing body~)
Cid coughed nervously. "Um, Lady Police Officer. I must admit I am rather uneasy to not have as much clothing as I usually wear on..." He was so innocent and cute sometimes~
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High-functioning Marshmallow
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Posted: Sat Oct 02, 2010 4:08 am
Ah, that twitch! Romane would have smiled had she allowed herself to! She got him, hadn't she? Of course he wasn't a completely innocent monk with an odd assortment of knickknacks and a spade that may just have sentimental value or something of that sort! He was a dangerous criminal who had intentions to harm someone! Why else would he be going through the rain with a panda on his back?! He must have kidnapped the panda so he had an excuse to get into the mayor's home to slaughter everyone inside with his spade! He was probably intending to live there instead – was that a Chinese custom? Of course not, he was simply insane! But she was going to stop him before he.. ah.. He took it off? ..Just like that? No fight? She frowned and circled him, but there wasn't anything there!
Just.. a very, very nice.. ah. She swallowed and felt her face heat up – she was looking at an attractive male inside her home. Alone. Well, there was Florence discovering just how slippery a bar of soap could be in the bathroom and her dogs chewing on her pillow and lounging in her bed, but.. Had she actually seen someone, outside of the police station or a suspect, without their.. shirt..? She turned and looked pointedly at the ceiling, “You may redress, I apologize for any inconvenience.” She added monotonously as she was often told to do when she randomly searched someone. Though, it didn't usually end with her this embarrassed. Well, at least Cid wasn't alone in that boat. ..Well, maybe.. if he looked like that, he really was only using the lead as weights..? And it did explain why he could handle wearing such heavy objects.. That should alarm her, truly, but she was flustered enough as it was. “..You will inform me once you are dressed, Mr. Chao.” Or else she would be stuck staring at the ceiling for the next few hours.
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Posted: Sat Oct 02, 2010 6:03 pm
『 ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ Cid ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ 』 ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ 』 Cid let out a small sigh of relief and picked up his shirt to put back on. "Thank you. I was worried that you were going to have me strip to my undergarments..." Wait! If you say something, she will assume that you're up to something! Cid had to learn by now, and it finally clicked. So he became very nervous. "I mean that as in I am relieved because I am embarrassed showing my skin, not because I am in fact hiding something for you to search." He said, face bright red from being shirtless this long. "I also recommend for you to be more trusting to me Miss Officer, as I trust you."
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High-functioning Marshmallow
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Posted: Sat Oct 02, 2010 11:17 pm
Whatever blush she had disappeared instantly when he said that. What? Undergarments? Of course! He would be hiding something there, wouldn't he?! Romane narrowed her eyes at him in suspicion, going over the countless things she could possible find if he took off his pants and was honestly about to ask him to do that next, but.. He saved himself by adding that. Ah, well, it made sense.. that he was embarrassed.. Because she certainly would be in that same position. Which reminded her – she should be changing into drier clothes. Her spare uniform should be in a cabinet, but.. She couldn't change in front of him nor would she allow him to be in her home unattended or unwatched! He could plant listening devices or bombs or something dangerous – or even steal her.. items of interest. So, in wet clothes she would stay. “Of course you trust me.” She stated flatly and continued to inspect the ceiling while he dressed, “As a civilian, it is your duty to trust me. However, it is important to my work that I do not trust you.” Really – if she were to trust him or any civilian she knew for an extended period of time, she would overlook the possibility of them committing a crime!
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