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Stupid Idea #2 of the day- tracking Uva. After Ankh's interruption, it would have been wiser to just go hide in Maki's mansion, but...considering this was a Greeed who might have magnet attraction to the building like Caz had, and factoring in the whole 'too many medals'...either way, Cazali figured he was screwed. Why not go out with a bang?

He waited until Uva had his drape down to even consider approaching, but lingered at the corner of the quivering hallway a little longer. Part of him was hoping Uva would just eject any spare medals so Caz could at least know what he was dealing with, but luck wasn't with him. It'd be worse if he was detected stalking the other, especially with how Uva's temper worked.

"You should probably do this somewhere else." He made sure to exercise the most calm and monotone voice he could manage, staying a good distance away even with that. And no he wasn't going to shift to Greeed form, he'd have to show his lack of armor then. Fuck that.

Uva had paused, still a bit hesitant - just long enough for Cazali to speak up and stop him. Cazali had been right about him freaking out:

"I thought I told you to back off." There's danger in his voice, but he's making no overt motions of menace, which is a good sign. He seems to be taking the advice into consideration, actually - he's lowering his clawed hand from where he'd presumably been about to plunge it..well, in, to start extracting those unwanted cores.

Edited 2012-01-06 03:05 (UTC)

Okay, Uva wasn't the smartest bug in the anthill. The damn Greeed reacted better to show than tell, especially given that...maybe Cazali had lied to Uva's dumb face a few times too many for words alone to be trusted. He'd kick himself about that later.

He shifted forms, taking a step back as he did it, and resting a paw on his chest. He wouldn't call it shame at his obviously armorless form, but it sure didn't do his pride a lot of good to reveal this level of weakness to the damn bug of all Greeed.

"Do I really look like I'm in any position to do anything to you, Uva?" He couldn't maintain the monotone for long, words clipping about halfway through the sentence. "If you're still so scared of me like this...then you won't last a minute around here. So, you can listen to what I have to say-" Assuming Ankh didn't show up again so help Caz he would just destroy the universe...!!!! "-or you can wait until you get picked apart by that damn vulture."

He'd already known he'd had less of pretty much every color of core, so Uva had made a minor theory that some of them had simple been returned to their rightful owners - but that was shot to hell when Cazali showed his true face.

"Hah. You really don't." It's a bit indeterminate whether he's relishing Cazali's weakened state, or the fact the he doesn't have to worry about him, but it's pretty rude all the same. That's just how bugguy rolls. Either way, he's sounding pretty confident now. "Don't think that I'm afraid of you. Or of Ankh! But go ahead and talk."

Hook, line, and sinker. Sort of. ...was it manipulation if he was just abusing the other's nature with the truth? Augh, semantics.

"My body's not stable. I only have one medal." Maybe too much information, but his frustration made him sort of run off at the mouth. "Ankh has all the medals you don't." A bluffed guess, but it'd worked before.

"For once, I guess you have the upper hand of us three~" Cazali gave a shrug, leaning against the wall of the ship since he was practically backed in to it anyway. Not even gonna drape, gotta be more cautious than that.

"...but this ship, it's not like where we're from, Uva. The average person here is about as strong as we are at half power. The others-" Mezul, Gamel, stupid Maki. "-as well as OOOs could be in those pods, but we have no way of knowing. We're outnumbered completely." He wanted to complain about how he'd been stuck here for months(?) with just Ankh, but like Uva'd care. "You know what that means, right~?"

...damn, it made too much sense. It'd explain the missing number of medals, and it was in character for Ankh - but Cazali had already pulled the 'no, actually, ~Ankh's got your medals~' trick on him before.

..the question is whether he should trust Cazali. The answer to that should have been an easy no, but Uva is a bit shaken up by the strangeness of this ship and anyway, he does have the upper hand, doesn't he?

"Just get to your point." He could probably puzzle out what Cazali wants him to say, but Uva is really not in the mood to.

"There's three of us, and Ankh's getting cocky." Caz sneered, shifting forms again, lest Uva get the idea he was going to attack or something. "I've been stuck here with him since I woke up the last time one of these little podpop get-togethers occurred. If we make one false step, he'll have the entire ship on us." Actually...Cazali was surprised Ankh hadn't done so after the whole attack incident. "So, that means no Yummies. No cell medals. Nothing. The purple medals might be out there, too. We have to play nice, or we're gone."

He adjusted his hat, pulling the brim in the way of his eyes. "You can side with Ankh and be surprised when he stabs you in the back for his medals, or you can put up with me. I'm done with everyone else's cores, I'm not disappearing again for this shit. All I want is to stabilize my body. Maybe after that I'll consider crushing Ankh's smug face in to the dirt."

Preachy, but his fluidity for discussing this subject was basically gone. Blunt, vague, or violence.

"So it's we now!"

He's never sounded so mirthful and furious at once. Well, I mean, he's definitely been angrier, and maybe been more inclined to laugh at something, but it's a rare combo. _{Sort of like the blue medals ever being used.}

It bleeds away to simple anger once he picks back up again.

"Done with it now, huh? Too damn late, Cazali--"

Uva abruptly shuts up, still looking wrathful, but rethinking the decision to rant angrily at the other Greeed. Ah, damn. He really doesn't want to wreck this chance at an alliance that might not end in immediate backstabbing.

"When it comes to Ankh, yes it is we." For the horrible state he was in, Cazali didn't back down this time- hell, he didn't even shift forms. The Greeed just stood perfectly still, glowering under his hat's brim. If he couldn't convince Uva, he was dead. Not literally, the worst either- or anyone, really -could do to him was knock him apart. But he would basically be stuck like that for an unimaginable amount of time.

"Do I sound like I'm happy about this, either?" It was very rare for Caz to raise his voice- his typical anger was cold and calculating, but he'd been backed in to too many corners as of late. "I know what's going on around here, you don't. You have core medals, I don't. Neither of us can make yummies and get cell medals unless we work together. Ankh can't be counted on for anything, and we can't expect humans, or whatever the hell else is on this ship to help either of us out of pity. What other choice do you think either of us have, right now?"

For a long moment, they hang in an angry silence _{because I'm sick of coming up with synonyms for rage unending}.
Then Uva, miraculously, concedes.

"Fine."

And that's it. No buts, no extra biting comments. Isn't it nice working with such a straightforward Greeed?

Edited 2012-01-06 06:50 (UTC)

...huh. It actually worked. Color Caz ~~yellow~~ surprised. He exhaled deeply, crossing his arms again and resuming his lean against the wall, head finally cocking to the side.

"The Mansion's here. That's where I've been staying." He tilted his head up, so he could look down his nose at his fellow Greeed. "I'd wait to remove those cores till we're there, at least. There's a feeew other things I have to tell you~"

Finally a damn tilde. Caz reached in to his pocket, pulling out a remote and tossing it Uva's way. "Here. You can't exactly move as quickly as I can, and you can actually drive. There's those bike vending machines here, mostly in the city. Better than walking~"

See? Look at this quality sharing Cazali is all up and doing, Uva. Clearly you can trust this face.

>freak out at mansion

>'fit of dizzying paranoia' is a cool phrase

>what if caz is still working with maki and is leading him into trap???

>OHHHH NOOOOOOOOO

HOW DAR U INSALT MAKISHAMA LIK DAt!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

HES TOTS NOT ARUND N IM CRAING MEDUL TEARZ LIEK MURCURY OUT MY EIES OW OW FUCK I THINK IM POIZOND FROM SADNESS

YOU CAN'T BE POISONED IDIOT, YOU'RE AN INHUMAN MONSTER

GEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEZ

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He catches the remote easily, because if there's one thing OOO characters are good at, it's catching small objects flying through the air at high speed. Pretty much done with this conversation, he simply nods and shifts back to his human guise ~~because I was running out of funny icons~~ and stalks off.

The drape, predictably, leaves as well.

_{It's only when he's left that a fit of dizzying paranoia inspires him with the idea that Cazali is totally bullshitting him for everything and might be working for Maki because why in the world is he staying there otherwise, but that's repercussions to be dealt with another time.}

...naturally, Uva hadn't asked for directions, or even let the obvious occur and have Caz just show him where it was, but whatever. The bug was probably still being paranoid- better to not give him reasons to be suspicious if at all possible. He needed this alliance like he needed to stay existing.

.~(^･ω･^)ﾉ"~.

When Uva'd finally arrive like the slowpoke he was, he'd find the mansion in a great degree of disrepair- the first floor windows were all completely smashed in, there was random junk strewn around the house, but more importantly- there was only one drape, lightly billowing in the "wind" coming from the broken windows in the in the stairway room. Oh, and where Maki's painting used to sit was now a broken frame and a few, tiny scraps of the "art".

However, the cat Greeed wasn't immediately around, so feel free to peruse the area and make fun of all the junk and toys he's accumulated.

Well, it IS Uva. Considering he still hadn't gotten sufficient time to process the deal with Stacy (fighting? Something about fighting. Easy enough.) and ~then~ his half-baked attempt at fixing the medal situation went awry, it's no surprise he overlooked asking for directions.

Besides, asking for directions would imply needing directions. He'll find it himself!!

...

So yeah, that took a while. By the time Uva's parked the Ridevender bike and clicked the button the turns it back into a vending machine, he's questioning the what-if-this-is-a-massive-trap theory enough that the lack of a purple drape in the foyer comes as a relief.

The place is as much of a mess as their first hideout had been, just with better lighting (or well, all the monochromes are less dark). Uva wanders in to stand at the middle of the room, taking in the familiar chaos of a Greeed's living space.

Of the random assorted piled of junk, a few things might have stood out- namely, one or two green condoms, the haphazardly-stuck glow in the dark stars that were kinda slightly still glowing, a pile of leaves, and what to be glo-stick goo, slicked across the floor, with tiny green pawprints leading under a chair. Then again, there were also a green pair of cat fangs and claws, as Besel ferociously nom'd on his delicious, bleeding catch, but...what heartless creature would disturb such a cute and violent display?

Lucky for the kitten, the glo-sticks were non-toxic, or he'd be having a very green death in a few hours.

Lalala, not listening, they're definitely just balloons, lalala.

The verdant goo is odd enough for Uva to track its haphazard course through the absolute mess to - ahahah wow there's the kitten. He can't resist a snicker. Cazali seriously... seriously?

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Besel kicked the stick with his monstrously claws with just enough force to make it teeter over his stomach and hit the floor behind him. The kitten, naturally a brilliant hunter already, rolled over to try and get at it.

How gruesome and horrific.

Awkwardly, the floor creaked upstairs, and Cazali peered over the second floor banister, linefacing at the Greeed.

"Took you long enough." It was a bit defensive, but Caz was suddenly rushing down, quickly scooping up the kitten in a damp, yellow towel and trying to rub the goo off. Besel, from his squeaky growling, did not appreciate the impromptu grooming.

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in lieu of a proper response

have this icon again

and the implied laughter that goes with it

HOW CAN YOU LAUGH AT THIS? Uva you truly are a horrible monster.

"You seem pretty comfortable with the cores now." The curt response was cut sort of because he was still toweling a kitten off non-violently and with some sense of "care".

'Care' being 'do not want it to die so have to be mildly gentle even if I have no force behind my actions'.

"Get comfortable." He plopped in to the chair, crossing his legs and letting Besel chew on the terrycloth.

Well, the curt response did the intended effect of cutting Uva's chuckling to a sudden stop. He pointedly looks away from the (still patently laughable) sight of Cazali stalwartly attending to a small fuzzy kitten's cleanliness.

The order to 'get comfortable' is pretty much disregarded and obeyed at once, considering oh hey there goes the green drape, but also considering that he makes no move to sit down or something.

"I had to keep up appearances somehow. Humans tend to fall for this sort of thing." I-it's not like he cares about Besel, b-baaaaka!!!

"Nobody else comes out here, or really knows this place is here at all~ I don't even think Ankh's aware." He released Besel from his towel prison, watching the calico violently assault the offensive cloth that had dared separate him from his gorefest. "You can do what you gotta here~"

Sarcastically, he leaned forward and nudged something on the table in Uva's direction- the stone holder the purple medals had been sealed in.

"A lot of trouble to go to, isn't it?" But he drops the subject. Cazali's gonna Caz, and the prolonged struggle of pointing out the special sort of logic behind keeping a kitten at your hideout where nobody ever shows up at anyway really isn't worth it.

Especially since he's got other things to tend to.

He stalks up to the table, and clinks the one core he'd already removed earlier - one of Gamel's gorillas - onto the part not taken up by a huge ominous medal container.

Methodically, he starts removing the rest.

Three more gray cores. Then three blue, and holy smokes jackpot how the hell did he get five yellow cores.

In lieu of a proper response since Caz can't even brain right now-

HOLY CRAP DEM YELLOW MEDALS just gonna, stare and ignore the kitten falling off his lap.

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Yeah, he's just gonna. Cross arms, lean against wall and not say anything else.

On the plus side, it is a rare moment indeed that he gets to see Cazali so flabbergasted.

He knows why Uva has all those, but the sight of them is still making it awful hard to spit out a remark. It's not really worth just reaching across the table and nabbing them, even if he's faster, even if Uva's further away, even if his hand had a twitch running through it. Something will go wrong and they're right there can he just take them.

"What are you going to do with them."

This was probably the stiffest conversation he'd ever had with the bug.

"Me? I'm done with them."

~~THIS POST IS A NOVEL~~

"Hey!" Atom spots Uva from behind, and for a minute, mistakes one giant coin guy for another. "How's your kitt-- oh. Uh, are you one of the new releases?"

"...how's your what?" Considering that he was seeing nothing but Cazali today, and that half said word sounded suspiciously like 'kitten'...

Uva turns to face Atom, and is briefly surprised - this looks like a normal human kid to him, and he can't really mentally picture Cazali hitting up the human populace for socializing, so maybe there's some other..thing, on this ship, that has a kitten, and looks like a Greeed from behind.

Oh whatever like he even cares.

"Well, I was going to ask how your kitten was, but... sorry, I thought you were someone else," Atom said, looking up at the pincers. Was this man also made out of coins?

"Oh yeah, I'm Atom."

Oh wow he really was inquiring about a kitten. He's going to have to look into this, for maximum sneering-at-Cazali potential.

"Who'd you think I was?" he presses, because haha what's sharing common courtesy like exchanging names when he's not actually specifically trying to.

Come on, Uva, just connect the dots. Don't make Atom spell things out for you.

Atom ignored the question. "Are you a Kamen Rider?" he asked, looking a little doubtfully at Uva. The bug motif was kind of there, but...

...If you were looking for a Greeed that could connect dots on the fly, you're definitely in the wrong place, Atom.

The question ~~causes the mun to wanna go finish watching Ryuki~~ prompts a spluttered, "No," and a quick change from Greeed to human in a flash of medals because dammit he's already been found by this kid who knows about riders, what if an actual rider comes along.

Whoa whoa, what was going on here? Atom blinked in surprise as Uva shifted into his human form.

"Are you Cazali's... brother?"

Nothing is going on. For sure. There was never a bugman here and definitely don't tell any Kamen Riders you see otherwise.

_{And that verifies that Cazali is truly a ridiculous softie who has a pet kitten.}Which is hilarious. What's not hilarious is being called brother to.. well, Cazali, in a word.

"We're not brothers. We're both Greeed, but I wouldn't call him my brother."

"Are you cousins, then? I mean, you guys seem really similar."

La la la, you're totally the same.

"Cousins, brothers! We're not anything like that. Just Greeed!"

Uva's getting pretty obviously agitated at the 'hey are you related' insinuations. This was weird enough when Mezuul and Gamel did the 'hey let's act like family' thing, he doesn't want utter strangers impressing it on them now.

"Oh. Okay, I guess." Atom might have added that you didn't necessarily need to be blood-related to be family, either, but Uva looked like he was already having a hard enough time. "So what are you doing?"

Who could have followed him? Someone who also preferred not to be around a large group of people and didn't know well enough of who the two Uva was talking to, that's who.

It was pure chance that Pram passed by to see the strange green man turn into some kind of bug-like creature...

"Huh." Weird.

The lolita demon overlord didn't make any effort to hide away as she stayed floating in the spot as she stared at the other.

...The very fact that he'd been attempting stealth had pretty much made Uva doomed to fail, inferior senses and all keeping him from satisfactorily bewaring of passerby.

Still, it would have been nice to go without piquing the interest of every random passerby.

Uva's gotten one of the (gray) cores out by the time he hears that "huh," and he snatches it from where it's sort of awkwardly hovering in front of his chest because that's what removed cores do.

Cue intense stare down to see if random hovering albino does anything. Uva, staring contests aren't fair if you don't actually blink.

A coin? Pram raised a brow as she saw a glimpse of it before the stranger grabbed it from the air. Curiosity got the better of her as she floated over to where the other was.

"What was that?" She asked, gesturing towards the core that was now in Uva's hand.

Uva's just gonna have to keep carrying this sucker around because there's no way he's reabsorbing it, thanks.

He closes his hand over the core as she points to it, and while facial expressions are a bit impossible in this form, he definitely WOULD be scowling. "What does it look like? It's a medal."

"Well it's obviously not a normal piece of scrap you'd find anywhere." Pram replied as she placed her hands on her hips. "I've seen lots, but I never saw coins come out of someone's body."

"Obviously."

Uva visibly lets his guard down a bit, though, and starts to look sliiiightly less like he's getting ready to claw Pram in the face for looking at him funny. "Wasn't supposed to be in there," not this one, at least. Lies of omission are still truths! "so I got it out."

Someone with not so many words. This was going to be pretty hard to pull information from. She gave a small frown, slightly frustrated at this.

"What does that medal do, anyways?"

What, you want exposition? Maybe a little bird will tell you! ...ah who we kiddin', the bird won't either.

"On it's own? Nothing."

It's by reflex that he tosses the coin and catches it on his claws, in reaction to her curiosity - hey, wanting to know something is a desire, right? It's kind of hard not to try and draw more out, even if it's not a very good idea. Pram could now get a better glimpse of the gray medal and its stylized Gorilla design.

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GHETTO ICON TIME

I FORGIVE YOU BBY lol why did you use the car icon

because it signifies the adventurous spirit of T9 itself obvs SPEAKING OF SHIPS

oh my god did you really just use the ship icon matchy

it's my favorite 0kay

i had no idea

it's basically my darkest deepest secret

oh totes. also i dont have an angry enough icon, so have a theoretical headtable.

*bonk* goes the cat's head.

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THE GIST OF (some of) THE POST I AM TOTALLY MAKING

THE GIST OF MY (clearly serious) RESPONSE TO THAT POST

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and since we're lazy lets just continue the makimansion thread here

can do!

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cazisdomestic.jpeg

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6 am time for quality post

6 days later time for a quality post

3 days later time for ANOTHER quality post

the most quality, it is us

we're grade SSSSSSSSSSSS++++++

i am just gonna use this icon forever okay okay

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pardon my icon hax \o.

Re: pardon my icon hax \o.

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delicious run on sentences OTL

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:3c hi i am the slowest.....

hello, it is okay I am pretty slow too

we can be slow together

that is a good plan

let me just mark my one-post-a-day calendar

good, i will go mark mine as well

we are the very picture of roleplay efficiency

bonk goes the cat's head.