Ace of Hearts: Making the Band

[Red14]

It was a cold winter day, late December, coming up on the worst possible day to preform any type of very important mission. Christmas Eve. It seemed that in all of Mankind's vast wisdom they still had not learned how to avoid last minute shopping. It seemed that this was something that would plague the Human race for a long, long time.

Recently there had been some robberies. Normally nothing serious, it was holiday shopping season after all but, when a 25 megaton warhead is lifted from a military facility, it becomes a bit of a problem. The "Superiors" claim not to have anything to do with the crime, which would make sense, considering they're dealing with political upheaval at the moment. The Emperor was having his power usurped by some jerk, no one on Earth knew who the guy was, just that he was a jerk.

Claire was there, shopping for her family. Her golden hair was tied in a long ponytail that hung down to her back. She was wearing a white fluffy coat with a red velvet blouse. A long black skirt was below that, stretching all the way down to her feet, which were held firm in black pumps. The bags in her hand were from various stores in the vicinity of the huge mall. It was easy to get lost in the rush of a good shopping spree, as a result she was taking a moment to figure out what to do with it all.



*Just outside the mall*
"Heh, holding this place up will be easy." A man drenched in a huge brown trenchcoat said to himself under his breath. There was no telling what he was hiding under there...

((Start Near the mall, It's in Las Angeles California, if you need any more information then just ask =D))

[Ninmast]

Whistling a little Christmas tune in the crisp December air, Tangero strolled down the sidewalk. It was good to be back on Earth. Being in space, or even on other planets, always made him homesick. He couldn't help but feel bad for Elena at that thought. He, at least, had a planet to come home to. She didn't.

He paused outside a jewelry display at the mall. He should get her something for Christmas, he thought, even if she didn't know what it was. They said diamonds were a girl's best friend, after all. Perhaps it would be an interracial truth ...

[Beanybag]

Water gathered momentum until it was too much to bear. The top of the wave turned white and began to turn inward on itself and crashed onto the shore before receding back into the sea. Bubble focused her thoughts on the mineral formation a hundred feet below her, just underneath the waves she was currently floating above. Fifty feet inland was a lonely Japanese beach. Miles and miles overhead was a bright moon bearing down on the sea, casting milky impressions onto the rolling ocean.

With the ebb of the waves, Bubble projected her thoughts outward, and listened for the response from the returning flow. Her thoughts echoed from one end of the ocean to the other and back, carried by fragments of her former self. She did this for quite some time, casting her thoughts outward and waiting for her response. Her response was slow in coming, and was broken into pieces. She was able to understand it, or so she thought, but what she did understand both confused and upset her slightly.

Rising into the air by a few hundred feet in the course of a few seconds, she steadied her consciousness. Then she teleported fifty leagues away. Steadied herself again, then just a few moments later, teleported another fifty leagues. It only took her but half an hour to reach the Californian shore. There, for the first time in a long time, she would have to confront people about something important. She didn't delight in her upcoming task, but she was asked to do it. She could only hope it would get her closer to what she longed for.

She flew over the Las Angeles mall, flying as low as possible to avoid getting annoyed by planes, some of which would try to shoot at her. If she attracted any attention, she didn't pay it any notice. She hovered in place on the roof, reaching out over the mall with her mind. Then she waited, hoping whomever she was supposed to meet would turn up.

[Toriji]

Toriji walked from a nearby alley, he had just come back from his future to see(once again) how the puny Earthlings faired before his time. Directly in his line of sight was a mall. The people hustled here an there in a frantic attempt to get what needed to be done, done. He smirked as he hid his scythe in a complex illusion, it appeared as a guitar to normal people and a coffin to those who saw past the first illusion.

He also wrapped himself in an illusion, to take on the appearance of a teenager from this time. He wore a dark blue T-shirt covered by a black Metallica jacket. His nondesript blue jeans overlapped a pair of black Etnies. He walked forward, guitar on his back, to see if anything had changed from the last time he "visited".