Codename 707

CHERITZBIOS Revision 002017 CPU: Intel Core i7 7700K 4.2GHz Press DEL to run Setup Press F8 for Boot Menu Initializing USB Controllers. . . . . . Initialization failure. . . Press any key to restart 707 from Mystic Messenger || Affiliated with Firefly Hearts

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@hoennite​ liked for a starter

“Hey, uhm... don’t freak out but I think my pet just ran into your bag. If you just let me reach in I can get her out without you having to see her... I mean. Erm, sorry. I just assume most girls are scared of rats. It’s not like I have a tarantula or anything.”

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“You know I never thought I’d be so happy to see Elly leave~.”

For once Zen’s sentiment in the cat leaving was shared, Luciel cupping one hand around the cinnamon rat that perched on his shoulder as he watched Jumin’s boxes getting loaded for the move. It would be better for all of them, what with Elly not restricted for the sake of Zen’s allergies-- and she wouldn’t keep eyeing Bit like she was a packet of vittles. 

“I’ve never seen an animal with such an intense, predatory gaze! It’s like she just wants to get free and murder poor, helpless Bit!”

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@tantei-oji

[Text:] Should I text like this? [Text:] It’s a habit to text short form, you should see the conversations between myself and my grandfather [Text:] I have some information I need gathered and figured you’d be a good person to pass this along to. [Text:] It’s just some Yakuza my grandfather is dealing with but I don’t have the time for it myself. Don’t worry, you’ll be paid. [Text:] I’ll send you an ✉ with the details if you accept.

There’s a long pause, although each message before had taken a good minute each more or less.

[Text:] Plz tell me u r ok wth shrtfrm. 5 mins 2 snd mssgs  ☹ [Text:] Comp = fst, phn = not.

[Text:] I’m in!!! [Text:] Sounds fun o3o [Text:] I’m fine with short actually [Text:] It’s kind of typical of a detective isn’t it??? [Text:] lololol that makes it kind of cute! [Text:] ok send me the message and I’ll take a look . should be ez pz!

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[Text:] R U BZY? WORK? Y/N PLZ RESPOND.

[Text:] Woah![Text:] chatspeak from Naoto![Text:] lolololol i feel blessed!![Text:] not too busy, can the great[Text:] SEVEN ZERO SEVEN[Text:] Help u in any way?

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//- Hey like this for a small starter from Seven! I’m trying to kick my ass in gear!

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“But what if she decides to try and eat Bit!? I’m going to have to be careful from now on! I wonder if you can get cat repellent…”

      ‘ Eat ….. okay- I have no idea what you’re talking about but she’s Jumin’s cat. He should make sure she dosen’t eat any weird shit. ‘

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“I mean Bit!”

The hacker pouts quietly before reaching back into the hood of his sweater to coax out a small fawn-colored creature quickly revealed to be a rat. The animal, apparently named Bit, sits on Luciel’s shoulder and stares at Ray with wide red eyes.

“Isn’t she cute? I don’t want her to get eaten!”

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miinteu:

    ‘ She’s … just a cat, isn’t she ??? I doubt she’d be that much to handle. ‘

“But what if she decides to try and eat Bit!? I’m going to have to be careful from now on! I wonder if you can get cat repellent...”

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“H-hey... I have a bit of a problem here! I think I made a questionable decision and for once I’m not sure if I should regret it!

Ahhhhh I just realized Elly is at the house now too! What do I do!?”

He’s carrying a bag of pet food and a bag of toys but has only now realized there’s a cat staying with them. How does he handle this?

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        It sure is nice to wake up and find a text from your brother covered in cats - regardless of what the following text is with the image.

God707: lol look @ me ray im in heaven

He is far too concerned and probably is rushing over to the cafe now to pick his ass up and take him back home.

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Heaven is being buried in cats because you sprayed your jacket with liquid catnip.

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@hermesloader

Phew… Getting off her motor bike she shook her hair out after putting her helmet on the handle bars, it was a comfortable ride over. The area was nice, and the cafe looks cute too.

Folder in hand she heads inside, looking around for the redhead, he isn’t to hard to spot, and she walks over with a soft smile “Luciel-san?”

“Thank you for agreeing to meet me, it’s a little awkward to go to these kinds of things alone. I also brought the file for you” and… Just as he promised, a latte with a cute cat face and a slice of cheese cake was waiting for her. With a small bow of her head she takes the seat across from him, just admiring the cute latte art for the moment. “I’m kind of surprised you actually sent a picture of yourself… You must have a lot of confidence”

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“If I were doing anything illegal I wouldn’t have agreed to meet up with you so my photo wouldn’t matter, that’s just how it goes.” He returns her smile, gently removing a cat from his lap and gesturing to the dessert set out for her.

“I’m remarkably good at disguising myself as well, but that’s not in my job description anymore. As I said in the chat I mostly freelance these days. Ah, but it’s nice to meet you, miss Naoto. You certainly have that professional ‘air’ about you.” Even if he caught her admiring the cuteness around her she had the presence one would expect from a proper detective. It was interesting, to say the very least.

“What kind of test is this, anyway?”

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❝Luciel.. I know you want to spend time with the cats and all, but is flirting necessary when it comes to ordering?❞ He tries to cover his face with the menu.

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“I thought it was the job of a suave secret agent to flirt with the servers~.” He honestly couldn’t help it. Flustered reactions gave him life, it was the same as when he teased poor Yoosung. Even if he was aware he was far from ‘suave’ it wouldn’t stop him from being a flirt.

“You shouldn’t hide such lovely features with a boring piece of plastic, you know.”

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anisotropicbeing:

   ‘ Crushed isn’t exactly the correct word in this case. ‘ Taking note of the human’s anger right away did the being figure it was best to atleast correct him on this situation. Instead of being crushed he’d instead be brought into the cube, much like everything else that it came into contact with once it had been brought to the ground.  The fact that he seemed rather interested and in awe of Kado meant nothing but an explanation would be given ; as confusing as it may sound to a normal human being.     ‘ A boundary unit manifested between the human universe and the Novo. Kado. ‘

Crushed, not crushed... he’s pretty sure he wouldn’t want whatever it is to land on him regardless. At the explanation that it’s a ‘boundary unit’, Luciel cautiously taps the massive object and peers at it over the rim of his glasses. The way the colors moved and shifted in ways that took him several moments to comprehend. 

“One way.. two ways... ah, if I’m trying to measure it...” It’s confounding at best, genius as he may be he’s more interested in the computer side of things. Physics , while dabbled in, wasn’t his biggest pursuit. After a moment of spacing out staring at the object he turns around and bows his head in apology.

“Sorry, got distracted. Is this ‘Kado’ actually a cube? It looks like one, but it ... hm, it’s hard to put into words what I feel trying to quantify it. Oh! Wait, sorry, it’s rude to ask so many questions without an introduction.

I’m Luciel Choi, a programmer.”

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me: *accidentally reveals something personal while joking*

friend: dude that's dark are you okay?

me: whoops Sharing Time™ is over, come back next week!

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@akamedatenshi

“Oh dear, I should feel offended!” Ferid was used to others hating on him. He found those that hated him the closest to him, ironically enough. At least, that’s how he saw things. Gotta love what you hate, right? Is this what they call a love-hate relationship?

“But I’m not. Since I’m here, clearly it must mean that I am brightening your day with happiness!” without the other’s permission, he wrapped his arms around their shoulders. It was a bit difficult since they were around the same height, but Ferid still made it work nonetheless.

“Since you said it’s cold, lonely, and depressing… that must mean that I bring the opposite! Am I right? And you’re not alone anymore!” while he spoke, he leaned in and whispered in the redhead’s ear. It was quite fun to tease him, but sometimes it was hard to get anything out of him. How interesting.

Woah! Too close--!

Luciel quickly jerks away, face flushing almost as red as his hair before turning to look up at the other man. How infuriatingly cheerful -- not that the hacker himself wasn’t cheerful but he was still jumpy. Very jumpy. All that training couldn’t make him not jumpy.

“Personal space, my friend.” He responds before shaking his head. “Now I’m not sure what makes you think you’re good company, unless it’s your appearance. In which case you’re right - I do seem to have a thing for gathering strange white-haired people around myself. Good call~.”

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anisotropicbeing:

   Red hair - that alone was far different from the people he’d see in Japan. The hacker seemed to be standing rather close to Kado, of course having no way to break through it with it not landing on him ; he was quite lucky to not get pulled in. However - his expression was quite blank, and all the being would do was stare silently back at the redhead.

“You nearly crushed me with that giant cube!”

     First reaction: Anger. Luciel clenches his fists as he stares at the alien being, adrenaline still pumping from nearly being crushed. He’s not sure if the cube falling on him would have been fatal or not;  it seems to be made of some strange substance, and--

actually.

Suddenly his attention is torn from the alien back to Kado, golden eyes widening as he turns to look it over in awe. Wow, it was huge. He probably shouldn’t touch it, so instead he just stares at it, then back to zaShunina.

“You know, never mind that. What is this thing?”

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If you’re observant enough, one may notice a mysterious giant cube 2+ kilometers in height in length having placed itself in the heart of Hani'i, seeing as it is the largest city on the island.  Talia, being an island aswell seems no different than when he had been in Japan. It all seemed other worldly - and that was exactly what it was. Perhaps landing here in the hot spot of a city would help him learn more about the types of people who lived here. 

     ‘ You look surprised. ‘ The albino being would speak in a perfect monotone voice, no emotions swaying what so ever in his tone. Of course residents here would be surprised, but to him it was nothing more than where he lived when arriving on Earth. ‘ Do tell me … what is humanity like here ? ‘

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Surprise was the least of the emotions running through Luciel’s mind. He had simply been out shopping when suddenly MASSIVE BRICK LANDING ON THINGS. In fact, it had nearly landed on top of him. It was just as weird then when this strange man stepped outside of it, sending the hacker’s brain in about fifty different trains of thought at once.

“Ah, erm...”

Actually, he’s completely bluescreened. 

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scariestofthemall:

     “Oh thank God,” the first mutter after holding her breath from awaiting a sign of consciousness escaped. Immediately, however, Miss Hatter continued checking around his body for any signs of damage, aside from the terrible punctures from his back and the bloodied ashy wings from this strange phenomena. The woman seized his with both of her chilling hands as she softly turned it, avoiding the gaze of golden eyes. “Alright, that’s fine–” Working like clockwork, almost as if this procedure was second-hand known for the seamstress, she gripped for her bag and looked through the contents. 

    Sardonic humor chirped from the now conscious redhead. Without raising her head, the concerned expression changed to that purely of judgment. Clutching a silvery shining flask, the woman began unscrewing the cap. After some moment of silence, possibly as a way of saying ‘this isn’t a laughing matter you’re bleeding almost to death on the floor,’ she raised her chin and all attention was undivided on him.  

   “Two holes in the back with wings sprouting out and you’re cracking a joke? You really are a mess.” And already roasted on day one. She sighed through her nostrils, brows lowering again as him being conscious meant one thing: socializing. God, what now? What if he bothered with thanking her after? What if she saw him again in public? What if he reported her for being in the ba– Oh god, she’s in the male’s bathroom! One million ways her thoughts led to but, her two legs could only do so many things. 

    “Okay, I need you to answer this: what’s your name?” Despite asking for answers, she rose from the floor and walked over to the door that exited the bathroom, locking it. “When’s your birthday?” She went over to the closest sink to him and emptied out the flask. Against the smell of blood, liquor was prominently infiltrating the odors of the bathroom beside the Clorox for the toilets and piss smell. ‘This was so expensive–’ Instead, she filled it up with tap water from the sink and returned to the man. “Thirdly, what’s your occupation?”

    Resting down in front of the man, right on her right knee, she handed him the flask and guided his chin to look at her. “Your blood loss may get you to get unconscious again. Drink as much water as you can.” The gentleness of before from her critical examination of his person returned. 

   However, she lowered his jaw for a moment. Plucking out the rubbing alcohol from the first aid kit, along with a bag of cotton balls, and a plucker, she happened to be prepping to do something else. “If you can’t hold yourself, I’ll do it–” 

“Oh joy, a quiz.”

      Honestly, he’s going to keep making jokes. He’s decently aware of her expression, squinting as he wrinkles his nose to try and fix the positioning of his glasses on his face. She’s clearly fed up with his attitude already but he’s not going to drop his coping method for one disgruntled medic : even if he should.

“Luciel Choi, June 11th.” Luciel finally responds, watching as she pours out something rather-expensive looking (and smelling) to present him with the water. He reaches up with a groan and painful wince to take the flask in one hand, nodding slowly as he takes a long drink of water. “I’m a....” Don’t say hacker. Don’t say secret agent. “...programmer.”

“Freelancer, however I’ll spare you the life story...” Another small chuckle at his own (bad) joke and he leans forward slightly, watching her as he carefully holds the flask in both hands now. Whatever she looked to be doing he was sure it wouldn’t be all that pleasant - he hated rubbing alcohol - but bleeding out due to this unfortunate turn of events wouldn’t be good either.

Who the hell suddenly spurts wings from their back anyway?

Seriously. 

“If I wasn’t in pain I’d assume I was dreaming...” the hacker mutters after one final sip, lowering his hands to his lap now. “I’ll be okay. I shouldn’t pass out again. I hope.”