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Post by Jasmine on Jan 8, 2013 1:37:28 GMT -5
The woman rode astride the Machine Bernard, making her way through the city. Going out this time in a tight black leather pair of pants, her SPD License on one side and her sword on the other, and complimenting that with a black leather jacket, with the SPD logo on the right of her chest. Her hair was long and fluid.
The light breeze whipped through her hair as she stayed alert for signs of Alienizers, or other kaijin attacking....or anything, really.
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Post by Jedan Youma on Jan 8, 2013 1:40:59 GMT -5
It had been awhile since Jedan had decided to take a walk amongst the public. For awhile he had been shut away in his personal workshop, continuing with his development of his latest project for the good of CIPHRA. This project was well on its way to completion, already having three superb spawns that were proof enough of the possibility of success. Although these three were not present with Jedan at the moment--currently resting in sleep mode to rejuvenate themselves, they could and would be called by Jedan if ever deemed necessary.
'For the good of CIPHRA I work myself day-and-night serving as nothing but a pet who heels before Abrella. It is quite sickening to have to stoop to such a low extent, but one day I shall have my chance to grasp a hold of superiority, and that Bat shall be nothing to me once I become the new Leader of CIPHRA.' he schemed in his mind. Remaining rather stern as he passed civilians left and right. 'I normally would fancy this chance to stir chaos, however that would just throw me onto the same low level as Abrella.'
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Post by Jasmine on Jan 8, 2013 1:42:59 GMT -5
Soon, Jasmine notices the suspicious looking man moving among the crowd, and decides to follow him discreetly. It could be nothing, after all...but she'd once been told that she had a pretty good nose...and that was a compliment.
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Post by Jedan Youma on Jan 8, 2013 1:46:46 GMT -5
Jedan continued to proceed through the crowd, beginning to get a strange chill up his spine. He could feel it, this strange sensation, it was warning enough that someone was following him. Moving calmly, he glanced over his shoulder only slightly--but it was enough to catch sight of Jasmine. His eyes narrowed as he went to look ahead, he had seen the letters on her coat. SPD, it was something he had been warned about from Abrella--that if he were to ever encounter anyone bearing such letters to take heed. Individuals who were defiantly not to be underestimated, although Jedan still held great pride for his own strength--he would acknowledge the warning of his 'superior' at least to some degree.
'So, to think I would be tailed the one time I decide to go out? Oh the irony is quite cruel, even crueler is the fact that such an eye-catching woman must stand as opposition.'
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Post by Jasmine on Jan 8, 2013 1:48:39 GMT -5
Strange...I'd best be cautious. Jasmine thought, knowing now that he knew what she was doing. And continued to trail him to a parking lot that was a bit out of the way. Wasn't that bad looking either, but her gut feeling told her it was a bad guy.
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Post by Jedan Youma on Jan 8, 2013 1:54:46 GMT -5
Seeing as how they were now in a change of scenery, one that was inhabited by only himself and this woman he decided to take action. He turned, giving the woman a smile, playing the innocent card first. "I did not think that I had acquired a female admirer." He remarked, he eyed her head-to-toe, fine indeed. Such a pity, such a pity.
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Post by Jasmine on Jan 8, 2013 1:57:51 GMT -5
Jasmine came to a stop, removing the helmet from her head, letting her hair shake a little as she put it on the dash, and looked at him. "You aren't bad on the eyes...but I've got a bad feeling about you. And I am rarely wrong. What is your aim here?"
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Post by Jedan Youma on Jan 8, 2013 1:59:30 GMT -5
"My aim? How cruel to suspect a man you don't even know." He looked away as if feigning offense. "I was only out to take a walk, having grown weary of remaining cooped up in my room. That's the truth, take it for what you will."
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Post by Jasmine on Jan 8, 2013 2:02:11 GMT -5
"A man I barely know could shoot me in the back when I'm not looking. He could attack innocent people...or be a mastermind behind those who do." Jasmine gave, crossing her arms under her chest. "And you certainly don't look like you stay cooped up for a living."
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Post by Jedan Youma on Jan 8, 2013 2:04:13 GMT -5
"Well, I can't deny that part of thinking as illogical. Of course you are wrong, remaining cooped-up is part of my common lifestyle, why disbelieve?" He maintained that cheeky-ass smile on his face, remaining 'innocent' with her. He did detest and kind of opposition, and although he thought her easy to make work of he did not want to risk anything, furthermore it would be a damned shame to make a ruin of such a young woman. Thus, he wanted to avoid violence if possible.
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Post by Jasmine on Jan 8, 2013 2:15:25 GMT -5
"Because I don't know you, and you're being over-confident, with something to hide." She remarks idly, kneeling down on one knee, removing her right glove...and touching the pavement with her perfect looking hand, closing her eyes. She filtered out the unnecessary....seeing flashes before her mind's eye of some of his crimes....and of a strange armored kaijin form.
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Post by Jedan Youma on Jan 8, 2013 2:17:10 GMT -5
Jedan raised a brow, seeing this he instantly grew suspicious of her, although his suspicion was put short as he noticed the beauty her hand had. Such a smooth and fine skin, and although a bit pale in complexion it only complimented the rest of her. His thoughts were torn from analyzing this motion from her, his mind now possessing thoughts about how she was a rather impressive young woman--developing clear interest in her. Sadly only ultimately adding more fuel that he really wished not to have to consider her an enemy, the finer woman in life always seemed to be the ones that wanted you caught or worse.
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Post by Jasmine on Jan 8, 2013 2:24:35 GMT -5
Her eyes open, and she stands up slowly, holding up her hand clearly, before sliding the glove back on it. "I know what you are. And even though I would like to let you go....I'll need you to answer a few questions."
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Post by Jedan Youma on Jan 8, 2013 2:25:58 GMT -5
He narrowed his eyes, unamused, so his suspicion had been right. She was someone with ESP. Now that she knew it was grave if her let her walk away from this--at least, not until he confirmed how much she knew aside from the fact about his 'Cyborg' form. "Alright then, I am a man of manners, so do ask me them."
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Post by Jasmine on Jan 8, 2013 2:30:14 GMT -5
"Who do you work for? And what is your aim in sending others to do your dirty work?" Jasmine asks simply. "The object in your back pocket, and the foreign objects inside you do not help your case."
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