onepassingnight | ☄ The First Day || No Strings Attached (Er, Pinocchio)

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☄ The First Day || No Strings Attached (Er, Pinocchio)

[ Once upon a time... or something to that extent. Seriously, why do we always gotta start with that?

Anyway, cutting to the chase, there once this magician, people liked to call him. He, of course, wasn't always called that. Actually, he used to be the kid that everyone picked last in gym class But that changed when he discovered a book on synthesis. Fascinated and with an idea in mind, he gathered up some cheap spare gummi blocks and whatever else he could find and string together and when things finally came together, well. The puppets created weren't exactly what he was looking for. But he started doing some ventriloquism with them, found he liked it, and things went from there.

Things were pretty innocent, good intentions assured, for a long time. But then one day, this strange little moogle came upon his quiet, dreary town of Revensaw. It offered him... a lot of overpriced junk at first. The boy now young man knew better. So, seeing that he had a good eye, the moogle offered him something more. Precious metals- and even instructions on how to work with him. Obliged, the young sir took on the items and advice and that night was transformed into one of the greatest puppeteers in Revensaw.

For it was on that one dreary, rainy night (like... all nights seemed to be like there) that thirteen puppets were created unlike any other before. Because unlike the rest, these puppets could move and speak and everything in between. And so Roxas and the others were born, and joy was with the puppeteer at first. Finally, he had done what he truly had wanted to do. He had created friends to call his own. But then things took an unexpected turn when he got kicked out of the house for his assumed sightless goofing off. The puppeteer, having no where else to turn to but his puppets, began to run shows. And with it began the greed. And while he finally got attention, for Roxas, he was quickly realizing he had the short end of the stick. While the now proclaimed Magician wanted friends, he didn't know how to treat them. And didn't really care how much Roxas wanted to see more than center stage.

So, least to say, Roxas wanted out.

And so it was on a performance night just like any night, Roxas, already dressed for the part, was idly fiddling with the lock on his cage. Yes- cage. Someone had made their master none too happy lately. But if he could get it... just riiiight... ] Come ooon....

[ Ugh! So, maybe he could use some help. ]

( ooc: Because I'm horrible, here's a spin on Pinocchio. With Roxas having come just at the start of Day One of his simulation days, these are the last of his ties to the Organization come to life in a dream. Not that he'll realize it. Feel free to hop in as one of the other puppets. Will they try to stop him or will they be gun ho to go with? Or maybe you want to hop in as the puppeteer catching him dead in the act. Or even a nosy fan or someone who got lost trying to find the bathroom- or something. Yep.

P.S. Ah-hahaha;;; Don't mind the tl;dr.

P.P.S. Mods, if you'd put in a Roxas tag, I'd really appreciate it. |D;;; )

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Planning to run away?

[There was a certain amount of boldness to the voice that, right now, almost risked calling attention to the effort. It turned out to be one of the other puppets, who'd claim she has no strings. She was, at least, outside the cage, which meant she had the potential to reach inside it.]

I also want to go out there.

[Her lips curved in a painted smile, and with that simple explanation, Mercury was stepping closer, and then holding the lock steady, making it easier for Roxas to manipulate.]

There are a lot of things I still want to see!

Edited 2012-04-21 22:06 (UTC)

[ He can't help but freeze at first at the sound of the voice. At first, he thinks he's already been caught red handed by the puppet master himself. But then the voice itself sinks in just as his eyes dart up from paying mind to his work, and oh- A sheepish smile settles on his face. It's Mercury. Better yet, it's Mercury with with a shared ambition. And that's something he can't help but find a little welcoming. Maybe even startling a mild laugh out of him. ]

Yeah, me too. But first, we have to get out of here. [ And the first step is him getting out. He kind of wishes he hadn't acted up before in retrospect. This escape might have been a little bit easier then. No cage at least. All the same, the lock itself is actually fairly simple and with the other doll's help, it's only a matter of time before he exerts enough force down, pushes out and-

Falls flat on his face as the door swings open. ] Oof!

[She doesn't help him up, but, at least, she also doesn't laugh. The puppet-Ami stands patiently nearby, waiting for Roxas to stand up on his own.]

Come on quietly. He'll be listening. [He always is, it seems, always aware of the attempts and the discontent and always appearing just in time to put an end to them.]

[ It takes him a moment to stand, his one joint acting up. But after a proper readjustment and said door for support, he finds himself back on his feet. He nods a little, the previous goof all but forgotten as he takes her word of advice and decides to fall quiet from therein. Because he knows how things are, too.

Taking lead, he starts through the dusty backroom, his steps light and careful. He's thankful for the coat itself in this case. It'll help him blend in, especially with the lousy lighting in the room they're stored in. Although there seems to be a bright lines bordering the door he's headed for. Seems the hallway isn't as promising, but it's the only way out as far as he can see. ]

[The signature blue of Mercury blends in less well, but she moves carefully, and quietly. There is no creak of the wood she's made of, which she still moves surprisingly fluidly for; she's always been agile and quick.

Staying behind Roxas, she notes the light before she clearly sees what's ahead of them.]

Someone should be out there. We need a distraction first.

[ Yeah, Mercury, you kinda do stand out like whoa, but that can't exactly be helped, can it. Luck would have it though that the puppeteer is a very refined artisan. Not a creak heard on this end either and Roxas admittedly lacks in the grace she showcases.

All the same, he makes his way a little closer to the door before he finally pauses, straining to listen. It doesn't sound like anyone's there, but that doesn't mean no one is. Especially after his last stunt. ] Yeah, you're probably right. [ He glances back at the door, talking more to himself. ] The question is.. what?

[ There's another beat before a thought occurs to him. ] I wonder if the hall wraps around...

[To check the hallway, a mirror could work, too, and Mercury glances around the room for one, even as she thinks of other ideas. Failing the mirror, perhaps her ice could draw attention? She is, after all, no powerless puppet. It would be easy to know that had to be her doing, though.]

If the hall wraps around, we could use the angles if we could set mirrors at the right places. For now, we'd need to see right in front of the door.

Mirrors... [ Roxas seems to ponder over this for just a little bit, trying to picture what she's talking about in his head. It doesn't take long before he finds himself musing quietly. ] Yeah... Yeah, maybe that could work.

[ He glances around, too, shortly after she does. But it seems mirrors aren't easy to come by despite the props and other junk stowed away in there. But a thought does occur to him as he looks back at her. ]

I don't see any here... but you think you could make one?

Make one? [She uncharacteristically unsure of herself, with that idea. She isn't sure to where to begin, and there probably aren't any convenient books labeled mirror-making in this room, either.]

Do you have something in mind?

[ Something in mind, huh? Perhaps if he recalls anything from the show. Kind of helps when you're dream synced like this though ~~not that he'll remember it later~~. ]

What about that ice you make? If you made it really smooth... That could work, right?

Water is reflective, but ice...

[No, it makes sense. She can do this.]

I can hear what's there through the water. [It's a part of her, an extension; she'll just need to put it in the right place.]

However, [they've come back to her first concern] It might be noticed.

[ Okay, maybe his plan wasn't all that well plotted out, but. But well. She can hear through it? That would work, too. Still... he frowns at the other noted predicament. ]

I guess... but what other choice do we have? [ Besides, if she's fast about it, it might not be seen. He hopes so anyway. ]

[With their minds made up, it's time to act. Mercury merely glances towards her target area, and the ice spreads as a thin coating over the ground, glimmering in any light in catches as tiny icicles cling to the nearby walls.]

Let's see who's near. She tilts her head, as though listening for something just as she'd explained.]

[ Roxas nods but otherwise doesn't say anything. It seems like she's distracted. But then she mention hearing through it. Which meant she probably needed the space to concentrated undisturbed.

And so he lets a bit of time pass, waiting. Eventually, his patience starts to eb though. But then she did say it could be noticed, too. ] You hear anything?

You want to be sure to escape well, don't you? There's no point in rushing out to be caught.

[Just a little longer, just to be sure of what she's heard. She enjoys these moments of feeling at one with her element.]

(ooc: Annd feed me what's around that she might become aware of? XD She's pretty skilled with this; she can definitely sense where water is but she also uses her connection to water in canon to track an enemy that moves too fast for her eyes to keep up, so she should be able to sense if there are people around through it unless something blocks that.)

[ It's footsteps that she'll hear first. Quick ones, slow plods- but mostly the sound of people rushing around apparently in a hurry to get things set up for the show. They're accompanied by occasional groan of wood scraping against wood, the ring of metal on occasion, and a thunk and smooth, sliding sound as the stage is set. It all sounds further away though. At least what could be considered a few doors down and the hallway they were taken through to be stored where they are now was short and small, implying that maybe even there's a wall between them and the busy bodies. Overall, it seems like the coast might be clear.... For now anyway.

Roxas watches her quietly, wondering what's going on. If they had any luck at all in the first place. ]

[She keeps her voice down; she hasn't survived here this long by being a fool. She gives a quick nod towards the right direction.]

We can go. Be quick, and quiet.

[ Quick and quiet, huh. Got it. And so he will be doing just that as he carefully takes the door by the handle and turns it. Well... attempts to. And then tries it again with more force. Soon, that force is multiplied by two as he takes it with both hands and starts pulling and twisting and everything in between between grunts. But finally, he relents, taking a few clumsy steps back. ]

Great. It's locked.

Is that all? I want to leave, so, let's not let the lock hinder us.

[With those simple words, and a decidedly smug tilt of her head, the puppet-Mercury makes a gesture against the air as she focuses her mind to influence the lock by her power instead, a simple enough exertion.

She has no intention of being bound, or held back, by anyone or anything at all.]

(ooc: feel free to have it work or not; i'm not sure exactly what restrictions you have in mind for the dream/obstacles)

Edited 2012-05-11 05:01 (UTC)

[ A click can be heard as the lock gives without much of a problem. Apparently nothing really complicated. Guess they hadn't expected the puppets to attempt escape. Or had they? Only time would tell. For now, Roxas sighs in relief that things went without much of a hitch. He tries the door now and it easily opens. Looking back, he nods at Mercury. Perhaps both in thanks and a notion that they should get going. ]

Come on.

[That's right: She doesn't have time to be proud of herself right now (though she is). They have to get clear of this place, and away from any possible pursuit. They're tied together now, and both need to escape.

Mercury hurries to the door, and doesn't exactly wait for Roxas before slipping through it. They've had good luck so far, and she has every intention of seizing their chance.]

Edited 2012-05-12 22:31 (UTC)

Whoa. [ Okay, admittedly he hadn't expected her to zip through like that, but he follows shortly after anyway. The hallway they step into is vacant for the time being with boxes filled no doubt with old costumes and props from fast shows. He's relieved to see them. It means cover for them. Still, that doesn't change how narrow and straight shot things are. If anyone goes down the hallway, they'll have to square off with them. At least for the first stretch of it.

It's a confrontation he would like to avoid if possible and so he takes to it while not at a run certainly at a brisk walk. ] Looks like we're in the clear so far. [ But for how long? He's not sure. ]

[She can't be sure, either. Mercury's running far more on ego than certainty. If something happens, she can handle it.

After all, she has absolutely no intention of staying trapped in a life that isn't her own choice. That's the most important thing. Having gotten ahead of him, she pauses to wait for Roxas. When he catches up, she nods.]

Something must be happening. Usually there would be more people here already.

Yeah... Maybe. [ But he's not complaining if something is. Because, seriously? he just wants to get out of here, too. Still, the idea gets his pace falling quicker, his footsteps remaining as light as they can.

Soon enough, he reaches the end of the hall where it splits into two. He stands there, thinking a moment. Trying to remember which way they had come from. It's a thought that's cut short by the sound of another set of footsteps and he hisses out a warning under his breath as he's forced to take cover. ]

[Whether the busyness is a good thing, Roxas, depends on whether it means potential interference will be careless - or more alert. Mercury, at least, is alert; the moment Roxas gives the warning, her head snaps in the direction of the noise, she gives a sharp inhaled breath of her own, and she's quickly out of sight as if she'd vanished.

She hadn't. But there's a clingy mist and fog suddenly in the air, as if the very breath of her hiss had conjured it, that makes it difficult to notice exactly where she's gone...]

Edited 2012-05-17 12:07 (UTC)

[ Roxas remains as he is, wondering who it could be, hoping it's not anyone he knows who he would be sure would turn them in. Hoping they won't notice him and will just pass by to continue what they're doing. But the footsteps are drawing closer. Soon, he knows. Soon he'll have to do something. Soon, he'll have to get the jump on them or something because if he doesn't, this will all have been a wasted effort. Soon, he'll-

But then there's a shout and whoever was about to cross paths with them shouts back if not with annoyance. The footsteps start marching away. Roxas lets go a breath he didn't realize he'd been holding before looking over towards where Mercury had- Huh? ]

Mercury?

[The answer comes from a voice startlingly close to Roxas.]

Here!

[If she's taken him by surprise, of course she'll enjoy that. Still, more important is their chance to complete this escape.] Be sure to stay quiet. Don't draw attention.

[Violet was in the audience, scowling at the show with evident distaste. Afterward, she'd be meaning to go back home and rue over the waste of a day, but something drew her to the fringes of the stage. Lo and behold, one of the puppets is trying to escape. The teenager watches, knitting her brows, and tilts her head in question at him.]

Had enough of this bullshit?

[ He doesn't even realize that he has a captive audience until it's far too late to play the innocent card. All the same, he stiffens up from trying to pry the door open when he hears her. It's only as the question registers that he finally looks up, a mix of something between uncertainty and determination glinting in his overly blue eyes. ]

I guess you could say that. [ Question is though: is she going to try and stop him? He doubts it from the way she speaks, but then he doesn't know her. Guess this is the moment of truth, eh? ]

[She raises her eyebrows as if to say 'not bad,' and shrugs.]

I mean... I'm not planning on stopping you, so. Need some help?

[ Well, that... is definitely the last thing he expected. Although it's not an unwelcome consideration, really. ] I think I almost got it, but...

[ ...Yeah, okay. He really wouldn't mind right about now. His arms are starting to feel sore from the angle in which he's been working. ]

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☄ The First Day || No Strings Attached (Er, Pinocchio)

sorry so late. also, tag is set now! <3

It's fine! I am the slowest anyway. |D;; And thank you!

very welcome! <3

B} -Oh, did you want her to go by Mercury or Ami in this? |D;

ah geez i did use both names. SORRY! i try to separate them. XD is mercury for now. <3

Hey, it's cool! At least we cleared it up, right? =}

Yus! Thanks! :D

/o/~!

<33!

Man, I am the slowest. Things just kept coming up at the other place.

no worries <3

/o/!

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