Inventor and Assistant (Pyro and lidarovina
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				Title: <strong>Inventor and Assistant (Pyro and lidarovina </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pyro</strong> on <strong>23-01-2009, 06:54:49</strong>
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				It was sunrise. Everything was calm, peaceful... The sun slowly climbed over her horizon, painting the sky in brilliant strokes of red, orange, and pink. The Morning dew was settled on the grass, and a few birds, woken by the rising of the sun, began their morning songs. Serene, peaceful...<br><br>...And suddenly, everything was disrupted by an earth-shattering explosion from a nearby surburban home.<br><br>"Shit, shit, shit..." Pulling his ever-present lab goggles away from his eyes, William Drake gave an annoyed grumble as he waved the smoke away from what remained of his newest 'creation.' To the untrained eye, it seemed to simply be a small box, much too tiny to cause an explosion great enough to exhume the masses of smoke now billowing out of the open window in his basement workshop. "Damn... I thought the core was stable..."<br><br>Pulling away from the box, the redhead teen pulled his goggles off completely, wiping the spoke away from them with the edge of his vest. "Gah... Three weeks of calibrating the core and it *still* won't run for more than a few moments!" He sighed, and turned back to the small box, pushing away the loose wires and extracting a small, glowing core. "Well, back to the proverbial drawing board, as they say..."<br><br>The inventor pulled his goggles back over his eyes, and knelt over the small core, which had since stopped glowing all together. "Damn... " Grabbing a small object much like a pair of tweezers, he began to pick at one of the small components on the underside of the core. "Huh... maybe the fusion didn't go on as expected..." He sighed, setting the core down, and walking over to his *other* project. This one being a pair of large, heavy looking gauntlets.<br><br>"At least these buggers work." He said, pulling them on with a grin. Once they were on securely, he hit a small pad on the back of one, causing it to shimmer with a bit of blue light. "Now..." He held a hand out to one of the boxes scattered around his workshop...<br><br>As he had expected, the box started floating in the air slowly. With another hand motion, the box was crushed. "grav-gloves working as planned..." Removing them again, he set them aside, and started upstairs.<br><br>*A few hours later*<br><br>Will stepped out of the bathroom, showered and fully dressed for the day ahead. The redhead still had his goggles hanging around his neck, but was now dressed in a simple black hoodie and baggy jeans. "Huh... I still wonder wht that core didn't work, but I'll worry about it later..." Walking into the kitchen, he put on some coffee and grabbed the phone, dialing a number her knew very well.<br><br>"Hey," he said as the voice came on the line, "You free today?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Inventor and Assistant (Pyro and lidarovina </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lidarovina</strong> on <strong>24-01-2009, 03:05:56</strong>
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				Rena rolled over in her bed, pulling the covers with her, she loved college, she could go to class when she wanted, and she could decline to go to class when she wanted. She pulled the covers against her as she hugged a pillow, the dark brown blankets hiding her coffee-and-cream colored skin and dark hair from sight. Still... it was 1 pm, and she sat up, pushing off the blankets and rubbing her face, yawning in a very unladylike manner, before looking around her room, bleary eyed, her long, slightly pointed ears drooping a bit. The small room was chock full of... stuff. There were chairs piled with books and arcane tomes, papers were scattered all over the bed and the floor of the room. The entire far wall filled with a chalk board covered with scribblings and diagrams, the desk holding a rather impressive computer... with books and sheets of paper piled high all around, and on the head board all over head. <br><br>She yawned again, before stroking long bangs out of her face and glanced around at the surrounding walls, trying to remember where she was again as her brain struggled to jump start out of sleep. Rena was a beautiful young woman, standing about 5'3" she was of average height, a modest, athletic build, she liked to keep herself in good shape, and she really spent more time with her best friend/lover, and studying the forgotten texts of the arcane that she often skipped meals. More often then not Will took her out more to get some food into her then not. She stood up, dressed only in a loose t-shirt that belonged to Will draped over her figure, hanging on her loosely like a shapeless smock, hiding her natural hour-glass shape and her ample c-cup breasts. She yawned again, mussing up her hair as she tried to scratch the sleepy out of her face, she wanted some coffee, but first, shower and teeth. She stumbled through the room, stepping on books, papers, and other things scattered about her messy, cluttered room.<br><br>She grabbed her towel, and her shower bag, and slipped through the small house she shared with two other people, her house-mates were out, and she was home alone today. The house was small and modest, but still neat and relatively clean and well maintained. One of her two room mates was the land lord's son, he saw to it that most everything was in working order, and rarely came out of his room except to use the restroom, and cook... then again, she was the same way wasn't she? She slipped into the bathroom, and closed and locked the door behind her. Her mind still blank and cluttered as she went through her morning rituals of cleaning herself and taking care of her personal hygiene. She stumbled back to her room wrapped in a towel until she was back inside, and shut the door, she tossed off the towel, revealing that her cute dark nipples were pierced with twin silver loops of metal, her naval was pierced as well. Another yawn escaping her mouth as she mussed her hair with a towel, struggling to get the raven black locks dry. She went about getting dressed for the day, she would probably go see if William needed help, if not she should probably catch up on that modern magical ethic's class. She was behind a good week's worth of reading in that class, and she had been putting it off for far too long. She had a paper due on those novels in two weeks!<br><br>Ellen was a rather pretty girl, soft blue eyes that were unheard of for her ethnic group, perhaps it was her dealings with magic that had changed her eye color? Her skin a exotic light brown, almost 'mocha' as she had been described before. Her hair reached down past her shoulders just a bit, long straight cut bangs and long locks of hair framing her pretty face. Her long, delicate ears were pierced, studded with small rings and gentle bands of silver, adding to her almost rebellious look. She usually had a distant, distracted look on her face, either that or unamused, even around William, they oddly enough argued a lot. He valued science over magic, and she was the exact opposite, arguing that magic was equal to science, if not greater. Their bickering usually lead to making up, making love, or simply wasting the rest of the evening and never getting any class work done. It wasn't a bad relationship, there were worse out there, and better. She certainly would have never imagined when she was in high school that she would be seriously seeing a guy like William.<br><br>She dressed quickly, pulling on whatever was clean as she grabbed her phone, hopping around the room and pulling on her pants as she tilted her head to the side to hold the phone. "Hello? Will? I guess I'm free, wassup? I'm not going within four miles of your place if you're messing with warp portals or such."<br><br>She switched which side of her head the phone was on as she continued to get dressed.<br><br>A leather choker cupped her slender neck, studded with small silver studs and buckled in the front with a silver, Celtic pendant hanging from it like a dog or slaves collar. She was wearing a very snug, almost skin tight black short sleeved shirt, a skull design over her ample bust. The shirt was short, leaving a good portion of her toned midriff and hips exposed. Around her wrists was a pair of studded leather bracelet that matched her collar, a single solid onyx ring adorning her right middle finger. She was wearing a pair of baggy, low riding black cargo pants, the hung on her hips, leaving little of her lush curves to imagination, the dark straps of her high rise bikini panties rode up her curvy hips. She was wearing a pair of black and white sneakers, and a black leather belt kept her pants from falling off. To top it all off, she pulled a rather... ratty, beat up, scuffed, frayed, patched, torn brown trench coat from her chair, and pulled the thing over her cute out-fit. The jacket was covered with pockets inside and out, it was why she liked it. She kept the phone to her ear as she grabbed her back pack and slung it over her shoulder.
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