{7th Bullet} I never liked Paris (Audio)

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[The sounds of rain bettering the street in its natural rhythm forces a sense of undeniable urgency to seek shelter. In Sheldon's case, he wasn't one of them.]

I've got a question for all you folks out there in La-La land. What's so great about Paris? Is it the museums, the art or the theaters? Or is it the wine and cheese? Maybe it's those tacky tourist attractions like the Eiffel Tower or the Bastille, which I do admit holds a lot of historical importance. And why Paris? Why couldn't it be Bosnia post war or Somalia? I thought Pripyat was interesting and I enjoyed that one.

Now here's a bit to chew on. What do you think the Author intends for us here? Romance? Raising hell? Or maybe bore us to death? I'm curious about your opinions.

Over and out.

TWELFTH ORDER --> [Voice]

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[It's easy to detect from the tone of his voice that there is a smirk present on his features.]

C'est intéressant. The city of love, and the city of lights. This is certainly a change from the usual changes bestowed upon us.

Elizabeth, Meirin, Finnian... Sebastian. Please inform me of your locations at once.

35th Blast || Mello || [In Person]

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[Mello is busily going through the racks of a little French boutique in St. Germain. Outside it's raining again but inside it's warm and music pumps through the floor. Mello removes a pair of tight faded jeans off of the rack and holds them out, appraising them. He tisks his tongue at his own indecision and holds them out towards a nearby chair he has covered with clothes.]

What do you think?

[...oh wait. That's not a pile of clothes, it's Matt. Matt playing pack mule as Mello shops, the blond is clearly enjoying being armed with a credit card a little too much. There are already a few shopping bags around Matt's feet, including one marked with the name "Pierre Hermé", a bag presumably stuffed with chocolate.]

{Ninth Case} The Streets of Paris....(In Person)

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[Ichabod hasn't been seen on the network for some time now and for good reason. He was recovering from the shock of the past few weeks and he's already on edge. Even as people walked by and not paying attention to the constable, he had a sense of paranoia still wash over him. He thought his fears were squashed but the way the Manor seems to change the rules on him made him very nervous about everything.

If it wasn't for Elizabeth helping him through these issues, he would have been lost in his delusions and his fear.

He stood on the pier side to watch the water. At least the scenery was calming and the rain didn't seem to bother him much. He pulled his coat around him tightly, thankful to get out of the Manor's walls and the open air did help calm his unsteady nerves.]

Memory ღ 6. [In person]

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[Ritsuka is currently fiddling with his blackberry, trying to figure out how the GPS worked. Being in the manor left little use for it and his old phone never had such a thing, so this was turning into a bit of a puzzle.]

I think I've go- There! Now where are we...? Ah! See? I told we weren't lost, the tower is just a few more blocks.

[He turns to Yuiko with a pleased look.]

And there's a McDonalds nearb-- E-eh, Yuiko?

[He slowly realizes the girl has wandered off again and he's left glaring at the empty spot she was supposed to be standing in.]

Not again... idiot!

[Ritsuka sighs and heads towards the nearest store. This seemed to be the pattern, every time he lost sight of the girl she always turned up in a nearby store.]

You know, there is more to do here than shopping!

Cherry Bomb 003 ♦ Nice ♦ I borrowed it~ [In person]

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[So, guess who still hasn't figured out that she has a credit card? Not that she would anyway - Nice is far more comfortable with 'borrowing' things. Especially things such as this. Dressed a little more warmly now, she's just wasting her time wandering around the streets of Paris. She'd already found some where to stock up on ingrediants for her home made bombs, so now she just had to find something else to do. Usually she'd be helping Jacuzzi sell bootlegged liquor, or lifting money for them to get by on. But here? None of the locals seemed to care whether or not she paid for anything.

Long story short, Nice was bored half to death. She knew she shouldn't be - this was Paris afterall! But she didn't want to be here. She wanted to be home. In New York, with her gang, with what she knew and trusted.

As the rain comes down heavier, she pulls her collar up and makes it a point to find somewhere to stay]

Scath 08 § Raven § Could be worse [Accidental Video]

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[As far as plots went, Raven could live with this one. Having first found her credit card, then a small bookstore which sold some English books, closely followed by a coffee shop, she was as chilled out as was humanly possible for her. She had managed to pinpoint where Dende was, but she saw he was with someone, so, hadn't worried too much.

So, with a big mug of coffee to the side, the feed just shows Raven in a booth, completely engrossed in whatever she's reading]