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Post by Michelle Orden on Dec 11, 2009 17:15:36 GMT -5
"I don't see how that is any of your business, but you may address me as Michelle," she replied coolly, staring at him from under her red locks.
Norpo tried not to let the surprise show on his face. That was the name he had chosen for Nichole's...Alter. But he had no idea what she would even look like. Could it really be her?
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Post by Tyrelinn-Malenor-Gorith on Dec 11, 2009 17:20:10 GMT -5
<Well, this IS a military base....and you're not exactly one of my troops. So...it IS my business...> he said dryly. <So...how 'bout that coffee?> His stalk eye glanced around as he folded his arms across his scarred chest.
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Post by Michelle Orden on Dec 11, 2009 17:22:42 GMT -5
Her eyes glinted slightly. Ah...a military base... Her eyebrows furrowed in curiosity. "A military base? Really? It...does not have the look of one." She raised one eyebrow. "What do you stand for? And, yes. I suppose coffee would be nice."
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Post by Tyrelinn-Malenor-Gorith on Dec 11, 2009 17:26:12 GMT -5
<That's the point. These days, the ideal base is one that cannot be seen or found. We stand against the current tyranny of a world dictator.> He spoke calmly, his stalk eye swiveling to Norpo. <Mind getting us some coffee, Norpo?>
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Post by Michelle Orden on Dec 11, 2009 17:31:59 GMT -5
Norpo looked at him like he was slightly nuts. "Jason! Go fetch us three cups of coffee." A young man nodded and ran off. He came back after a few minutes with three steaming cups of coffee. Norpo took two, handing one to Michelle.
Michelle was starting to calm down. She took a sip of coffee, when she started to feel...odd. A bit like she was fading. Her whole face seemed to spasm and twitch, suddenly changing into another girl. Nichole blinked, brushing a strand of curly brown hair out of her face. She looked around, slightly confused. "What the hell?" she mumbled.
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Post by Tyrelinn-Malenor-Gorith on Dec 11, 2009 17:36:25 GMT -5
Tyrel morphed human, then drank his coffee. Then Michelle changed. "What the hell?" He blinked.
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Post by Michelle Orden on Dec 11, 2009 17:38:16 GMT -5
Norpo's mouth fell open. He couldn't help it. "N...Nichole?" he spluttered.
Nichole turned towards Norpo and blinked. "Norpo? What am I doing here? And why is Tyrelinn here?"
Norpo was just at a loss for words.
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Post by Tyrelinn-Malenor-Gorith on Dec 11, 2009 17:40:30 GMT -5
Tyrelinn fell backwards. "NICHOLE!?!" He stood up and glared at Norpo. "I should have known this was YOUR doing somehow. WHAT THE BLUE FUCKING HELL IS GOING ON HERE???"
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Post by Michelle Orden on Dec 11, 2009 17:48:25 GMT -5
Nichole looked at Tyrelinn like he had suddenly grown his stalk eye back. "Um....nothing?" she lied. "Just...are you all right?" She was kind of surprised by his reaction. "You act like you've seen a ghost."
Norpo cleared his throat. "Well...um...he kind of...has. See...you...um..." He bit his lip. "See...You've been missing for ten years."
Nichole choked on her coffee. "Wha...Ten years???"
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Post by Tyrelinn-Malenor-Gorith on Dec 11, 2009 17:54:50 GMT -5
Tyrelinn chugged his coffee and demorphed. <Yeah...ten years. I...I mean, everyone, thought you were dead.> He turned back to Norpo. <WHY THE HELL DIDN'T YOU SAY SOMETHING?> He stamped his foot, but turned back to Nichole. <I missed you. So much.>
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Post by Michelle Orden on Dec 11, 2009 18:06:36 GMT -5
Norpo looked at Tyrelinn. "I really thought she was crushed in the collapse..." he said. "I...we tried to find her, but the dirt was just too much." He took an unsteady breath.
Nichole was still trying to process the fact that she was missing for 10 years. And..."Wait. You thought I was dead? Please don't tell me you had a funeral..."
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Post by Tyrelinn-Malenor-Gorith on Dec 11, 2009 18:15:04 GMT -5
<Yes. We thought....well, I thought you just went missing, since Norpo didn't tell anyone anything. No funeral, but I silently said my respects, just in case.> He nodded slightly.
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Post by Michelle Orden on Dec 11, 2009 18:24:58 GMT -5
"We both agreed to this secrecy," she replied. "But...I'm sorry that everyone thought I was dead." She inclined her head. "How is your son?" she asked, trying to change the subject. She didn't know what else to say.
"I'm just glad to see you're alive. Tia is going to kill me, by the way." He smiled lightly and clapped a hand on her shoulder.
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Post by Tyrelinn-Malenor-Gorith on Dec 11, 2009 18:40:31 GMT -5
He frowned. <Secrets kill,> he said darkly, mostly to Norpo. <If I find you've kept anymore secrets, Norpo, I'm dropping your rank. Clear?>
He looked at Nichole and smiled. <He's fine. A little rebellious, but that's teenagers.>
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Post by Michelle Orden on Dec 11, 2009 18:44:36 GMT -5
"I'll keep that in mind," Norpo said flatly. "And, no. There aren't any more."
Nichole laughed slightly. "Well, boys will be boys. He would be...17 now, right? Gosh...I feel so old...which is odd, because I'm fairly certain I'm still 19..."
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