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Post by Layne Riley on Dec 29, 2012 16:43:08 GMT -5
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“What seems to be the problem?”
“We can’t scale this wall. I know that you told us to do just that, but it’s impossible.” Layne couldn’t help but feel frustration at the man that had been telling her what was and wasn’t possible since day one of this expedition. As always, she tried to simply take a deep breath and count to ten before she answered the man. “I do believe I’ve explained multiple times what it is we actually have to do here.”, she mentioned with a raised eyebrow. “But look lady-…er, Miss Riley, you don’t know what’s on the other side of that cliff! I do, and it isn’t pleasant.”, he muttered out. Rolling her eyes back and placing her hands on her hips, the young woman refused to take any more of his nonsense. “I know that there’s some big scary god like creature back there, Titan right? And what is he going to do to us, may I ask? Is he going to eat us for breakfast? Maybe he’s going to turn us into a three headed beast?” “You don’t understand! He’s-“ “I’ll remind you once more that treasure hunting has no room for fear.” That shut him up for the time being.
“Now, we will be climbing that cliff there, and we will be going to pay this scary beast a visit. No more complaints.” “But Ma’am, none of us can climb that. We have experience in figuring out if things are of value, but this…” “You assured me you had experience in the field.”, she snapped out in frustration again. “Yes, but-…this…this is just suicide.” Oh heavens, didn’t these Pulsian people have any guts? “I’ll go first then, does that satisfy you?” When he eagerly nodded his head, Layne got far too big an impression that he actually wanted her to fall to her death just to prove his point. Unfortunately for him, she wasn’t going to be so obliging. “Alright get the gear for me.”
Moments later she had her gear (in the form of a few straps and buckles) strapped on tightly around her torso and fitting snuggly around her thighs to give her the support she would need if she slipped. Feeling the adrenaline that she always felt before she did climbs like. “Alright, I’ll set the rope for you guys once I get up there, I want you to climb up, since you’ll no longer have to worry about falling.” ‘Not unless you’re really dumb.’, she added in her mind. “Sound good?”
Their nods of agreement conflicted with their gaze, which looked like they thought she really wouldn’t make the climb. Quickly she gathered the rope and everything else she would need. Shaking her head to avoid that thought, Layne studied the wall for a moment before she started her climb up the wall. She’d only made it a few feet up though, when one of her crew called her name. “Miss Riley! We’ve got company.” With yet another sigh of exasperation, Layne pushed off the wall and landed on her feet before straightening up and peering in the direction her crew member was pointing. Hmm, a few people, but not a huge crowd. What on Ivalic-…Pulse did they want? “Know them?” “A few, a few not.” “Mmm.” Why did one of the figures look familiar to her?
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Post by Coulson Pike on Jan 1, 2013 18:58:48 GMT -5
so shed some light on me  and hold me up in disbelief TAG: LAYNE LAYNE LAYNE LAYNE < Cole's doing Words: 887
ONE LAST THING: MUSE EVERYWHERE.
”No no no no no! We carry all of it with us at once! If you say we’ll get it later, I know who’ll be coming back here to get our crap. It’ll be me.”
It always seemed like such a good idea to hire help for expeditions. Cole thought he’d be sitting back giving orders and doing the archaeology part of the work while the guys he hired saved him from the menial tasks that typically slowed him down. Then he went out and his partners ended up being annoying jerks and the people that were hired ended up wanting a lot of money to do nothing. And then once Cole had been thoroughly annoyed and lost all his money in hiring people, they’d get to the actual job and he’d wish that his decision had been to work alone. He’d told himself last time he’d worked with people on Ivalice that he’d never work with anyone beyond his closest friends again…and then he’d come to Gran Pulse and his assumption had been that the people here might be more useful than the average native of his world. Well, Cole had made the wrong assumptions a few…dozen times in his life. What was one more error on the record?
He just wanted these bastards to act like heaving one backpack and one set of ropes wasn’t going to be the death of them. As he watched the pathetic display of them casually dragging the equipment out of the back of their jeep, his shoulders slumped before shaking with a few sarcastic laughs. ”Hey, I must have missed the memo. Someone help me out here. Were we planning to get started on this job by next week? Was that the plan? Last I heard we wanted to be on top of the wall by sundown, but someone must have changed the schedule without me knowing. Is that what happened?” Cole met the disgusted looks he received with a limp jaw, hanging in disbelief at all of them. He had already asked them if he’d mistakenly wandered into an undead invasion when he’d met them back in town, so they were probably getting sick of him by now. Well, he was sick of them too! He could be sick and throw up all over their shoes with how tired he was of their lack of motivation. Rubbing a hand across his face, Cole decided it looked like they finally all had their share of the equipment on their backs and started to lug his back onto his shoulder and turn to trot off towards the mass of stone that lay ahead for them to conquer.
”Some are already here,” one of the mildly useful ones, who had an accent that sounded far too Arcadian for Cole’s liking, said. Cole followed the direction of the finger the guy was pointing, spotting who he was referring to up ahead. He scrunched up his nose. Just what he needed - someone getting in his way while he was already having to deal with the clown posse currently trotting along behind him. Hopefully whoever was leading them was an idiot. Probably were. Cole had a good feeling about it, triggering a smug expression and a turn to the rest. ”No big deal. I may be new to this place, but my bets are no one you’ve got on this whole planet has done more with this ‘archaeology’ thing than I have. We’ll give them a map that’s upside down or something.” One guy in the party laughed, leading to all of them, including Cole, staring directly at him. He was quickly silenced when Cole told them all to ”Come on.” and they started off again for the wall.
The closer they got, the better Cole could tell that the little troupe waiting for them ahead was about the same size as the one he was leading and probably as well-equipped. Cole didn’t think he and his group had been spotted by them yet, either – as they all cut through the rocks, no one even seemed to turn or acknowledge them up ahead. Once they were close enough to make out some of the forms, he noticed a female form starting up the wall…a not bad female form. So, they had a lady archaeologist with them? At least Cole was going to have someone worthwhile to talk to in this little rival group…
Cole had no doubts that they had been spotted a few seconds later. Casting a confident look on his face, Cole confidently strode his way towards the lot of the group, trying to put on a good show of being responsible and important-looking for anyone...worthwhile who happened to be watching. Once they were a couple dozen yards away from the other group, Cole slowed up. ”Sorry, fellas, I think you have the wrong wall.” He pointed out to the left of them all. ”Head down about a mile or two that way and there’s lots of nice jagged rocks you can climb up. You might find more to do down there.” Either they were all idiots and they’d fall for Cole’s false comments…or they’d be jerks and Cole would have to go to even greater lengths to tell them off. Either way, he was earning the rights to this wall.
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Post by Layne Riley on Jan 17, 2013 18:32:12 GMT -5
| [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 400px; background-color: #171818; padding:20px; border-top: 10px #171818 solid; border-bottom: 10px #171818 solid;] And now I see the world through diamond eyes {WORDS } 889 {TAGGED } Cole! {WEARING} The linked! Narrowing her eyes, Layne peered at the approaching figures and nibbled on her bottom lip while she tried to figure out what a group of people that size was doing out here. She'd barely gotten a paid group of men and women out here, so much was their fear for the giant fal'cie that resided surrounded by stone. So what was another group doing here? From what she had gathered from her own employer, no one else was currently after the same thing they were. And she hadn't heard of anyone else in the waters treasure hunting - something she made it her business to keep tabs on. Perhaps a band of thieves? With that thought in mind, Layne pulled her handgun out of her holster and checked it for ammo. Fully loaded, not that she'd doubted it would be. When she slipped it back in her holster, she looked back up to the same man she'd been going in circles around earlier staring at her as if she had two heads. "Are you alright?", she snapped out.
"Oh..uh..yes of course. I was just wondering at the measures you seem to think we might need to take." Layne resisted the urge to slap him upside the head, though she couldn't quite resist rolling her eyes. Before she could answer that stupid comment, a woman from her group - perhaps the one and only member Layne thought actually had a decent amount of guts and brains spoke up in her place. "They could be thieves or thugs after the equipment or things we have in camp. Even PSICOM troops that are wanting to deter us. We might need to take those measures." Layne found herself nodding along while the woman spoke. "Exactly." Instantly the man switched gears, though Layne sincerely doubted if these men were a real problem that he could accomplish anything at all. "If it's thieves you should stand behind us Miss Riley. As a protection if something does happen." Though she thought she was better equipped and skilled to deal with anything that had to do with this subject, she found that they all seemed to agree, and was quickly shoved behind a wall of her crew. Her height had never been a strong point anyway - though she would never admit it - and so Layne found it no challenge whatsoever to remain hidden behind the people she had hired.
It was hardly a minute later when the shuffling of footsteps stopped and the voice spoke out. At first Layne was scoffing at the load of crap the man was trying to tell to her crew member, before she suddenly froze. "Oh, well thank you Sir. I'm sure Miss Ril-" Woah, that sounded like- "Cole?!" While she burst out with his name, Layne started albowing and pushing her way through the crowd of people in order to see if she was simply going crazy. It took her only a few moments to push her way to the front of the group and finally stood with her hands settled on her hips. Though she just stared at him for a few seconds, almost instantly she felt relief. Aside from her mother - who she'd thankfully been with when this mess had happened and was thus on Pulse with her - Layne hadn't known if any from Ivalice had actually survived the strange phenomenon. "You're alive!" She couldn't quite help the tone of her voice, and a moment later she was hugging her childhood - and adulthood friend. While she pulled back though, she glanced over his shoulder and noticed the people and equipment he had with him and reacted by giving him a swat on the back of the head. "You conniving brat, trying to trick them into heading down a few miles. It's sheer wall down there and you know it."
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Post by Coulson Pike on Jan 25, 2013 8:02:05 GMT -5
so shed some light on me and hold me up in disbelief TAG: LAYNE LAYNE LAYNE LAYNE < Cole's doing Words: 759
ONE LAST THING: Bahahaha this is gonna be great.  Well screw these guys! Cole thought for a few seconds that he’d have himself a nice-looking woman to banter back and forth with, but it looked like as soon as he arrived that they buried her short form behind their mass of manliness and other not-as-good-looking women. Curling his lip at having to look at them instead of the pair of legs from previous, Cole decided it might be better suited to his successes today if he could get this group off of his desired portion of wall if he didn’t get distracted by any women. Now, if these people could be dumb enough to leave him and his group and head down to the worst possible place to try and climb over, Cole could be reasonably content, save for having to deal with so much stupid and lazy in one place-
Okay, why did some voice in the opposing crowd just call him by his name? Cole’s arms dropped loosely to his sides, his face contorting to match his confusion as he looked into the crowd and tried to figure out why a group of strangers in a different world would suddenly know his name out of the blue.
The fact that the voice was female and that he couldn’t see who it belonged to made him wonder if it hadn’t been the legs by the wall that he’d spotted before, a fact that made him straighten up immediately. Well, whoever she was, she could always know his name from a…dream or something, couldn’t she? Naturally! Cole could see someone trying to shove through the little group of morons before him, and waited patiently with his hands folded over his chest for her to pop up before him. Okay, so he could take some time out of his day’s business to entertain a woman. It wasn’t like it would be a waste of his time for him to…train a foreign woman in his ways, after all. Unless-
Cole stopped when she emerged, staring at the face in confusion before his hands skimmed down her, to the hands propped where they always seemed to be when he was around, down to the shoes on her feet.
Unless she already knew his ways.
His arms drooped again, and he barely managed to respond any at all sensibly to Layne’s hug. It was all he could do to bring his arms up to make it an actual hug, and even then his hands didn’t quite make it as high on her back as they were probably supposed to. Okay, it was time for him to start trying to process this situation. He was in a strange world. He was out looking for this strange world’s rare, lost stuff. He happened to pick out one particular place and one particular strip of wall where he and his group could best climb over and get inside to where the pretty things were. And with all of these circumstances telling him that at the very least, Layne should have probably been at least a world away, he showed up right smack in the middle of her own attempts at getting over the wall. Cole couldn’t exactly figure odds very well, but he imagined one of the numbers would be so high that he almost couldn’t count high enough to reach it.
The hug that he’d likely made rather awkward came to an end, leaving Cole to stand back and regard his childhood friend again with an eyebrow raised in nearly-concerned confusion. ”I…wasn’t alive before?”, he asked, numbly, shaking his head once he realized that what he’d just said was completely stupid considering the circumstances. He supposed by alive she probably meant in this weird place too.
And his confusion slowly gave way to a wide and confident smile once Layne started ranting to him about how wrong it was that he’d tried to mislead her team into scaling another part of the wall. Okay, so now they were talking on their usual terms. ”That’s right, it’s sheer wall down there. So sheer you can walk right through it. So why don’t you leave Layne here with me and my group and go to scout it out or something? Seems like a good use of time to me, right guys?” At his last question, Cole turned to his group, half of them seeming to have turned to gossiping about a woman in the middle of nowhere coming up to Cole with a hug and the other half having dropped their equipment and started resting. Useless…bastards.
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