Nov 27, 2013
!!Vaccine Chip!!
A Vaccine Chip has been given to Glyde! He is no longer a Darkloid and has been returned to Miss Yai Ayano.
He is currently holed up in his homepage attending to the many chores left undone.
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!!Vaccine Chip!!
A Vaccine Chip has been given to Glyde! He is no longer a Darkloid and has been returned to Miss Yai Ayano.
He is currently holed up in his homepage attending to the many chores left undone.
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@protomaniac
"…" Blues blinked and stared at Glyde for a few moments.. Then put a hand over her mouth as she began to laugh. The waitress did say a few embarrassing things, sure, and Blues could tell that she was blushing ever so slightly in that embarrassment, but that look on Glyde’s face was just priceless.
Hoo boy. Those moments when Blues stared at him? Yeah, those were tense, though it was an entire slip of the tongue. However, the tension faded as Blues started laughing, and Glyde grew a little indignant, clearing his throat a few times to regain himself. “And what a lovely date you are,” he muttered, sarcastically. He pulled out some money data and put it on the table to pay for the coffee and tip, which he felt was extremely generous of him because that was -quite- the nosy waitress.
Maybe he felt that way because he was a little embarrassed. Maybe.
This would definitely influence Glyde later when Miss Yai picked out a frilly dress to send to Blues. And it would be very frilly indeed.
"I-I’m sorry.." Blues laughed a bit more before calming herself down. "That was just unexpected.." She smiles and leans back against the seat once more. "But thank you. I’ll pay next time we go somewhere."
Glyde huffed, but there was an underlying playfulness to it. "Not a problem; I couldn't very well allow a lady to pay her own way."
@sparkyfingertips
Elecman laughed at Glyde’s comment about the security system. “Well if it’s anything like your old system then you might as well be welcoming me with open arms~!” He seemed to take no offence to Glyde’s comment about working at Maha Ichiban, instead he came up with his own comment, “I can’t believe you actually took the time out of your busy ass-kissing schedule to answer me- I’m honoured!” He said mockingly.
Glyde was shocked by Elecman’s language. He scowled, and put his fists on his hips, and humph’d at the Navi. “Language, please.” He didn’t answer Elecman’s question, instead said, “What are you doing here? If you are bored, then I ask that you please go bother someone who has time for this.” In reality, Glyde had finished all his chores. He didn’t have anything pressing to do, and his NetOp was having her three o’clock massage on the third Monday of every third month for half an hour. So… Really, Glyde had plenty of time to deal with Elecman.
"Oh Glyde. Heh- I didn't see you there. So, has Gabcom got anymore new games for us to steal from you~?"
Glyde took a step away from Elecman at the comment, and narrowed his eyes, visibly wary of the World Three Navi. “No, but I have a wonderful new security system I’d love to see you go through,” he retorted. “What—What do you want?” He sounded exasperated, which likely had to do with the thought of Elecman trying to steal another one of Gabcom’s games. “Shouldn’t you be at Maha Ichiban, working?”
((I think that’s the name for Yahoot’s curry shop in the sub?? I hope OTL;;))
@ask-plantman-exe
PlantMan glanced up as he saw the Navi, “Ah. Glyde, was it?” He came up behind him, “To what do I owe the pleasure of seeing you here?” He grinned.
Glyde turned around (careful not to hit anything with his protruding wings) and smiled at PlantMan. "PlantMan," he greeted. "I was wondering how you were faring these days. So, how are you? How have things been?"
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"You never told me when you where free to hang out," he gave a mock pout.
"O-oh. Hang out?" Glyde narrowed his eyes, trying to think. "Yes… I believe I found your messenger in my PET." Wait, this was Forte. Glyde tried to move a little bit away from him, his eyes narrowed. "I apologize, but I do not recall agreeing to hang out with you." He paused, then added, "My memory for the past few days is missing." More like it was deleted. But Glyde didn’t think the clarification was required.
He sighed a little, glad that it hadn't gone off quite as badly, "Hai... I am allowed out. Only because of this." He pointed to an anklet around his leg, "It tracks me. I wasn't deemed extremely dangerous, so I'm allowed some what freedom, in exchange for the harsh questioning they put me through... I'm going up for my final sentencing tomorrow." He bit his lip, "And, ah, you don't have to be afraid... I'm not going to do anything..."
Final sentencing? That sounded rather ominous. Glyde didn’t like Darkloids—seriously, who did?—but he hadn’t lied when he said PlantMan had been a dear. So, despite the concerns he still had, Glyde smiled and nodded. He was good at that. “Oh, I’m not! You have given me no reason to be.” Well, one reason, but again, rude. “Now, come, come, we’re almost at the Botanical Gardens.”
Taking the lead again, Glyde struck up a different sort of conversation. “The Botanical Gardens are quite pretty, aren’t they?”
"I'm... not an attorney navi..." He bit his lip, "I'm... A former darkloid..." He barely uttered the last words and braced himself for the insults, fear, or questions. Hell, this Navi would probably just up and leave him to find his own way back.
Oh, a Darkloid.
Fabulous.
Glyde couldn’t help the shocked expression he gave PlantMan. And then he remembered, wait, that’s rude, and a Darkloid could probably tear him to shreds.
The word ‘former’ echoed in Glyde’s mind. Well, PlantMan had to be a former Darkloid, or at least a very bad one, if he hadn’t deleted Glyde yet.
"Oh. Very well then. We should continue moving on." Glyde moved a little bit farther before whirling around, asking, "I beg your pardon, but you are permitted to be out and about, yes?" There was -no- way to word that politely. "You have been a dear, so forgive me for asking." Maybe that helped.
