[Pulse]
Pulse watched the eyeless male without a ring saunter off to some other part of the hotel. He shrugged, sniffing coolly to himself because he really couldn't care less. He'd made a promise to storm out and he was going to go through with it. Where was the door again? Oh, right, right. Right th--“Fuck!” He'd barely managed to stomp past the doors and down a few feet, glancing behind him to make sure anyone had enough sense to follow, when he was knocked back to his butt. Wait, did they curse in this game? Because that would be super cool. “Wow, man. Watch where you’re going. I’m on a mission…” Pulse glanced up and they both seemed to register at the same time that neither of them were NPCs. The eyes were an instant giveaway.
“Oh. You’re a player too then? Well then. Maybe you can help me or something. Of course, I get all the credit, but I might share some of the glory with you if you can give me some information on this town or something.” Pulse raised an eyebrow at the guy, trying to figure out who he was. He wasn't someone from the hotel, so he wasn't one of the people who actually got into this game by their skills. He had to be a hacker. An obnoxious one, at that. He waited for the geezer in his ear to start buzzing, but nothing happened, so he sighed and let himself get pulled back onto his feet. “I’m Sage. And you are?”
He was so convinced that he was going to spit out a sarcastic response, something like 'I'm out, bye' or 'Someone who doesn't care,' like one of those cool characters in the video games that were all cold and aloof and started out at as a jerk but ended up being totally badass. Pulse was so sure that he could be that character right here, right now, to this guy he'd never met before. And it'd all come down to his reply to the perfect set up he'd been given. Alright, time to be cool. "Out--I'm. Shit. Wait. Fuck." Tongue-tied. The curse of the wannabe-cool kid. Pulse groaned and ran a hand down his face, cursing again under his breath. He sighed and turned an aggravated gaze on Sage. "Pulse. My name is Pulse. You're one of the hackers, aren't you?"
There wasn't much time for a reply before Miss Congeniality came pushing between them, strutting her curvaceous way out to the middle of the dusty road--and no! He most certainly was not watching the way her hips swayed, or the way her shoulders narrowed as she reached back for her swords and--oh, holy shit, what was she trying to do? Pulse watched her, this time to see what it was that had her attention rather than to focus on how hot she was and how much of a teenage boy he was. "Come out so I can slice your clothes off and have mad animal sex," she called suddenly. Pulse blushed, making a face and looking away from her. Did she really have to talk like that?! "Here, Torny torny," she purred, wiggling her slim fingers at... It was just a bush? "Come on, baby. Milk? Would you like milk? How about fish, Torny?" Now that he was paying more attention, Pulse could make out a more definitive figure behind the bush Autumn was speaking to. He almost felt stupid for overlooking it. Oh, who was he kidding? He felt like a complete idiot for missing that.
He watched as she waltzed over there and pulled the poor person out and dragged him back over to them. Pulse made a mental note never to get on her bad side. She must have put her strength as some mad levels, jeeze. "Look what I found!" A person. Congratulations. Pulse studied her more than he did the new guy--and not just because her looks tended to take the attention away from anything else in the area--but because he was suddenly realizing that she may be a bit better than she made herself seem. That was dangerous. "It has a face."
Pulse frowned, taking a step back to stand next to Sage's side. So there was hacker number two. How many were there again? It had to be an equal amount to the winners, since their codes were all linked up and twisted together or whatever it was the scientists told them. He hadn't really paid attention to the details. "Fantastic, another cheating idiot who managed to sneak his sucky way into the game. Was it really that big of a deal? No, no it wasn't." He glanced behind him, into the hotel, before looking back at those around him and sighing, pinching the bridge of his nose.
"First of all, Barbie, put the poor idiot down. Your ugly probably put him into hiding in the first place." God was she hot. (Concentrate, moron!) "Secondly, did any of you actually even bother doing the mission? I bet the answer's no." There were two others, though. The two inside. Kurai and...ugh, Io. Ee-oh. Yes, much easier to remember. He wondered if they made any progress. But then he remembered he didn't care. "I don't have the time to deal with hacks and fruits. I'm going to the next town over which, according to the map, would be..." He pulled it out and checked it, twisting it side to side. "Saltus? Fulgur? I dunno. I can't read the fucking thing." He put it away with another sigh. "So here's a once in a lifetime offer: Which one of you will go with me? Since the morons upstairs said to stick together." He poked Sage in the chest and pointed to the one Barbie kept calling Torn. "You two need to be briefed on the situation. So stick with one of us winners. Since we're actually good at this game." Liar.