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Post by Jaemira Moonsword on Jan 13, 2010 18:40:22 GMT -5
Jaemira Moonsword sat under the shadow of one of the old rides, her long blonde hair partially falling in her face. However, her light lavender eyes were so fixed on the laptop that was, in fact, in her lap that she didn't seem to care. Her Duel Disk sat next to her, but as her deck was in her pocket, someone could pick it up and walk away and she wouldn't even notice. There was very little that would be able to make her glance up. She was typing furiously, trying to crack the encryption that still somehow protected the computers at the Ancient Gear Amusement Park.
The slim eighteen-year-old hadn't even realized that the computers still had power, much less still had security. However, this, to her, was an excellent challenge. The codes were ancient, very much unlike those she was used to cracking today. None of her typical programs for worming in were working, and she was having to invent something on the spot. For Jae, this was the best possible use of her time.
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Post by Drake Kindo on Jan 15, 2010 22:34:32 GMT -5
Upon leaving the Kuma district for the first time in quite a while, Jason Birden decided to go against his norm. Instead of leaving to get conversations and random tidbits of crap from the people around the other districts, he decided to leave the pen and the notepad behind. No, Jason decided to get on his motorcycle, but his jacket on, and ride. He was helmet-less of course, but he doesn't have one in the first place.
Upon riding down the road through the Ookami sector, Jason had noticed a large billboard that red "Ancient Gear Amusement Park". When he arrived, of course, it looked abandoned. That didn't stop him, as he rode his cycle through the suspiciously open gate. He drove, illegaly around the park a bit. He noticed it was near abandoned, barely anybody even there. He had been past a row of carnival style food stands, a collection of roller coasters, and even a giant ferris wheel.
Defeated and contempt to call it a day, Jason had ironically rode right past a random girl. He barely noticed her, but she was sitting underneath a ride he hadn't yet passed, and was on her laptop. This distraction, caused Jason to turn the cycle and fall off. He wasn't injured, but his already crappy motorcycle went sliding on the concrete, creating sparks, and being flown right into a cotton candy machine.
"F**k!"
That's all he could really think of shouting.
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Post by Jaemira Moonsword on Jan 16, 2010 23:08:02 GMT -5
Jae noticed the roar of the motorcycle going through the park, but as she didn't think the person on it was likely on her "awesome-people" list, she paid it little mind. That is, until it got close and began to be something of a distraction from the job at hand. The loud roar of the engine, growing closer and closer, was drawing her attention away from the particular codebreaking problem at hand.
By the time the motorcycle was close enough that she was sure it was going to pass her by, she was prepared to give its rider a very, very loud piece of her mind. However, thoughts of yelling at him were washed away when, right in front of her and much to her horror, he crashed. She snapped her laptop shut and shoved it into her unzipped sidebag, then raced over to help.
"Are you okay?" She asked, deciding to ignore his loud, vulgar exclamation for the moment. Though Jae was generally paranoid and mistrustful, she did have a heart, and she wanted to make sure he was uninjured. She could feel guilty about associating with someone she didn't know later.
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Post by Drake Kindo on Jan 17, 2010 19:43:11 GMT -5
Immediately after the motorcycle crashed, he was greeted with the sounds of the concerned girl. He was kind of surprised of her sudden worry. They didn't even know each other, and he had just screamed the f bomb. Two very bad signs for a stranger. But, even so, he decided to be kind. He got up off the crowd, watching his motorcycle sit in the now destroyed cotton candy machine. With a sigh, he looked over the girl previously.
"Yeah, I'll be fine. Sorry about what I screamed," he said.
While talking, he stretched out a different number of body parts: back, neck, arms, the trio of crash injuries. Jason looked at the girl a bit. Ookami. And female. He's been getting his fair share of those recently. He glanced over her shoulder at a bag that sat a bit behind her and the laptop he had saw previously sticking out. Wow, she was really worried. Anyway, he decided to dig a bit. As he always says, a conversation is a conversation.
"What are you even doing here? This place looked completely empty?"
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Post by Jaemira Moonsword on Jan 17, 2010 22:23:11 GMT -5
Jae was beginning to shift nervously as her initial concern for his health began to wear off. She didn't like being aorund people, and perhaps showing overmuch concern for someone who had so casually dropped the F-bomb and rode a motorcycle with no helmet was not the safest idea. Well, she could defend herself, even if self-defense involved a heavy object. However, for now, he seemed alright enough.
"Um, heh, it's fine," she said. "I'm good at brushing off words," she shrugged, trying to avoid the paranoid freak-out that would normally be hitting right about now. That was the problem with refusing to trust anyone. It meant that one tended to much mistrust. She took a quick moment to examine him, and her eyes found the purple bracelet. A Kuma. Hmm.
"Ehe, odd hobby?" She shrugged, her only explanation of why she was here. She reached over and adjusted her laptop so it slid more neatly back into the bag as she fidgeted.
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Post by Drake Kindo on Jan 18, 2010 19:08:32 GMT -5
Jason, now up and better than he was on the ground, had examined the girl more closely. He may not have come here for his radio, but this'll be a hell of a story to talk about. He noticed she wasn't that old, not too young, wasn't ugly, and definately wasn't a hyper girl. Not like those two he met in the forest. He still holds a grudge against that stupid cat.
After looking over the girl as much as he could without seeming like a pedophile, he noticed that she quickly hid her laptop. It probably is just her insecurity, whatever. He sighed and looked around.
He let her talk, listening to whatever she would have to say. It is kind of conspicous for a girl of her age, no doubt just got out of training, to be alone in the middle of an abandoned music park. It's like she's begging for some random stranger to wanna have his or her way with her. Jason sighed again, realizing his thinking to himself left a huge gap between them. With every second passing, it just became more awkward.
He sighed and decided to speak.
"You have a hobby of being alone in the an abandoned amusement park?"
He couldn't help but question her alterior motive. After all, it's still kind of weird, not to mention creepy.
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Post by Jaemira Moonsword on Jan 18, 2010 20:20:19 GMT -5
Jae felt his gaze on her, and got even more nervous. She wasn't meeting his eyes, and she kicked herself int he ankle to kill the paranoia growing in her. She knew he was evaluating her, and the eighteen-year-old wasn't sure she liked that. She also knew that he was older than her. That she minded less.
She looked up as he spoke. "Um, no," she said, shaking her head. "I just needed to be here to do what I wanted to. I can't work around people." She made a face. "And no one really comes here anymore. This may end up being one of the few territories Ookami will hold on to for sure, if just because no one wants it." She looked around. Her eyes flicked from attraction to attraction as she avoided his.
As she was now sure that he was fine, she was starting to imagine that perhaps she could simply slip away. However, his voice seemed familiar, and she decided that she ought to at least place it before she took off.
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Post by Drake Kindo on Jan 19, 2010 20:53:51 GMT -5
Jason looked over her while she glanced every which way but at him. He didn't blame her, an older dude alone in an abandoned amusement park with a younger girl. Creeper, anyone? But he wasn't anything close like that. Nope. He was different. He only talked to her because she was the only run around, plus, his cycle is stuck 4 feet in cotton candy. Anyone up for a sticky motorcycle ride? It's almost like that song he used to play "I Wanna Have Sex on the Beach." Everyone requested, too bad he was forced to stop playing.
Anyway, Jason examined her enough to know that she wasn't going to hit him unless he provoked her in some way. With a sigh, he listene to her words. Abandoned Ookami amusement park where Ookami dudes go. It....fits?
With a shrug, he realized that she wasn't leaving anytime soon. He was intrigued by this, but wasn't going to argue. He literally just met this girl, and they're already on the edge, fisticuffs ready to go up.
"Feel free to shoot this question down, but why were you on your laptop?"
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Post by Jaemira Moonsword on Jan 19, 2010 21:06:59 GMT -5
Jae bit her lip and forced herself to look straight at him. She was not going to act like a paranoid freak. She took a deep breath and looked him in the face.
"Well, that's a bit of a story," she said, giving him a little fake smile. "See, I'd tell you, but I'm not sure I should, you know?" She gave him her best wide-eyed innocent look. Yes, she could fake sweet and innocent very, very well. She reached up and pushed some of her hair away from her face, tilting her head to the side. "After all, I only met you a few minutes ago, and you're asking a very pressing question."
She was still putting on innocence, but she was trying to avoid telling him what she had been doing. After all, she had been hacking into the computers of an ancient amusement park, which of course was probably at least nominally illegal.
"By the way, do I know you?" She asked, still all politeness. "You just seem familiar, somehow."
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Post by Drake Kindo on Jan 19, 2010 21:41:30 GMT -5
Jason had looked at her the moment she had him. It was an awkward like silence, and he had forced himself to listen to her speech of 'just meeting him' and 'it's pressing'. He has a knack to sense bulls**t. That right there was about a ten.
He rose an eyebrow at her, making sure to make it evident. He realized she had asked who he was, which was a bit odd, when she herself had problem with him asking questions.
"Ok, first of all, I'm Jason Birden, you might know me as J-Bird, I host a radio program."
He said that quickly as if he wanted to just skip over it. Jason let the girl take it in, but before she had a chance to reply, he quickly replied to the best of his ability to not sound like a complete ass hole. Hey, two ass holes made the most disgusting viral video ever, what could they make?
"You're acting, I can tell. Although I'll admit, it was an interesting question, you kind of played me there."
She's hiding something, and Jason may or may not find out. He didn't know.....but he would at least try.....ish.
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Post by Jaemira Moonsword on Jan 19, 2010 21:58:04 GMT -5
Jae would have responded, but he didn't really give her time to. So, she nodded. "Ah." She said, as he continued speaking. She knew she had recognized his voice, if not his face. She did in fact listen to his program off and on, and it was nice to put a very handsome face with the voice on the radio. She sighed, deciding that she ought t least to reciprocate and give him her name in return.
"Jaemira Moonsword," she said. She tilted her head to the side, drawing even further on the innocent act. "And I must say, my goodness. Me, acting? Whatever gave you such an idea?" She asked, though she self-consciously reached over to secure her laptop bag. She wasn't even really aware of the motion.
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Post by Drake Kindo on Jan 20, 2010 22:04:21 GMT -5
With a smirk on his face, and a his hands by his face in the air, Jason chuckled a bit, even adding a bit of a shrug. He knew that she was hiding something big, and had she not guarded her bag like as she did, he would've not cared. But now that she has pretty much revealed that she has, well, time for Jason to bring out a rarity.
He rose his right pointer finger, pointing it to the sky, to add to his next line.
"Acting."
She could deny it all he she liked, it wouldn't change the fact that he knew. He never was one for the drama department, but when Jason needed to, he could spot a phony. She isn't a phony per say, just a liar. A big fat liar who's skirt is on fire. Hm, that wasn't the best expressin to use, but oh well.
Jason retained his smile, showing off his pearly whites, whenever he spoke to her.
"I'm gonna ask you again. And again, you can deny it if you want, but what were you doing with your laptop?"
He knew she was going to lie, and that being so, he decided to let her have her peace. A piece of justice that is.
Nah, he'd just mess with her for a bit. But this will make a hell of a topic.
Jaemira Moonsword. He might remember that name. Or he could forget. *shrug*
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Post by Jaemira Moonsword on Jan 22, 2010 20:57:49 GMT -5
Jae crossed her arms. The barriers that usually flared up when she was dealing with people were well and back. "Acting. Really." She said. The innocence was gone, replaced by her normal sharp, walled-off attitude. She fixed him with a flat look, her eyebrows quirking up.
"I would love to hear why you seem to think that I'll tell you why I'm here." She said. "You've already told me you're a radio DJ. What am I to expect except that whatever I tell you, you will later repeat on your show?" More than anything, she was sure of that. "This is not an admission, but perhaps I was doing something that might be considered...mildly less than legal." She fixed him with a flat look. She didn't trust him, at all. No matter what kind of reputation he had.
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Post by Drake Kindo on Jan 25, 2010 21:05:56 GMT -5
Jason couldn't help but smirk at Jaemira. She had not only revealed her secret, had not only stopped her acting, but she had implied something illegal. But she was right, who was going to stop her from putting everything said here on radio. Certainly not him, and if the Kuma soldiers found out, they'd be all up on him for not stopping her. So, with a sigh, he answered as truthfully as he could.
"Fair enough, you bring up a good point. Nothing could stop me, and, for the rare chance that what you're doing is under the law, nothing would stop me from turning you in."
He chuckled a bit to himself, but made sure it was loud enough for her to hear it. Oh yeah, definately not gonna get far in this conversation. At all.
"But my dear, you're forgetting one thing: You don't know anything about me, except that I'm a radio host, and I don't know crap about you."
He was trying to make a point, but he realized he was probably just making his hole deeper. Either way, he continued.
"That being said, I could easily walk away, never to see you again, but there'd be no fun in that, as you'd hear me on the radio, no doubt questioning why you ever listened in the first place. Here's the thing though, on the very low chance that you are doing some illegal, you could always just trust me, god forbid."
With a sigh, he put his hands into his coat jacket. It was then that he noticed that the cigarette in his mouth, that he had while he was on the cycle, was now a good distance away, no doubt burning itself up.
"But you can't trust me, because I caught your act, and you're evidently hiding something. That being said, I don't want to know, if you don't want to tell me."
With that, Jason walked over to where Jaemira was sitting. He simply placed his butt on it, put his right leg over his right, placed his cupped hands on his right knee, and just sat there, not doing anything.
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Post by Jaemira Moonsword on Jan 26, 2010 17:32:14 GMT -5
Jae crossed her arms, all of her body language screaming that she was on the defensive. She didn't want to tell him anything if she could help it. When he reminded her that he could very easily turn her in, it solidified even more her desire to keep him out of the loop.
"You know my name," she reminded him, mentally smacking herself. Why had she told him? That had been endlessly stupid of her, and it wasn't something she would usually do.
Jae shook her head when he suggested trusting him. "I don't trust people," she said, her voice just loud enough that he might be able to hear her.
She was calm up until he came close to her. At that point, however, he was invading her personal space. She very quickly stood up and backed away from him, then sat down about two feet away on the ground.
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