<a href="/universes/the-multiverse/characters/helmi-and-lametta#story" name="story">Helmi and Lametta's Story

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#2012-10-02 00:24:05, as written by Moonscar

"Oh, I'm aware," said the shorter woman with a smile, making her way to the counter in a pair of heels that seemed nearly impossible to walk in. The taller, armed woman gave both men a fierce one-over for weapons, then followed the smaller to the counter.

There, the one who had earlier spoken ordered herself a drink. "It is not only lunatics and madmen that come here. Geniuses of every species congregate at this bar. Isn't that fascinating?"

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#2012-10-02 00:37:25, as written by Moonscar

The armed lady did not respond, but rose a brow. The edges of her eyes crinkled, perhaps in a smile, both to Klause and Talon.

The more lovely woman seemed...barely impressed. "Immense powers, hmm? I've seen a few of them. But I don't think only few mortals are granted them. Have you strolled around the city before? They litter the place like ants on a picnic."

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#2012-10-02 00:49:15, as written by Moonscar

"Oh, Lametta is quite apt at using the blade. Not only that, but the gun, as well." For a moment, both women exchanged glances. Lametta rolled her eyes.

"I am very confident in her abilities. Otherwise, I would have more than one escort." The shorter woman's eyes came to the door as someone else came in, but he was looked over quite easily.

Lametta, as always, said nothing, stayed silent, and brought her hand to the hilt of her blade.

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#2012-10-02 01:00:22, as written by Moonscar

Helmi and Lametta both watched the time, as well, and departed rather hastily.

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#2012-10-10 23:20:02, as written by Moonscar

"Oh, come, Lametta. It really can't be any more trouble than last time." said a rather elegantly dressed young woman as she strode into Gambit's bar. She was, quite simply, pretty. Even beautiful, in the eyes of some. Her eyebrows were shaped and thin, her lips, red with rouge, and behind her blue eyes was a conniving intelligence. She wore the uniform of her Guard: an orange dress with an abundance of frills and ruffles. It looked quite expensive. The way she carried herself, with small, patient steps, hinted even more towards her upbringing in a higher society.

Coming in behind her was a much taller woman, also dressed in orange, though her uniform was much more suited for battle. While it still served its purpose for decoration, her shirt and pants were made from a substance that stopped bullets with the same ease as kevlar. On the left of her hip, there was an orange pistol, and on the right, a Rataan blade. Over her hands, she had expensive gloves with capsules glowing at the wrist. Caster gloves. The woman also wore a veil around her nose and mouth, an air of mystery surrounding her.

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#2012-12-01 07:02:02, as written by Moonscar

Two odd characters entered Gambit's that night, both dyed in orange.

The first was dressed in the extravagant frills layered over frills, stylish lace down her arms, and foreign, symbolic writing taking up every space of the cloth from her shoulders to her toes. Her hair was done up in an intricate bun, with thick strands falling down gently over her shoulders. In one hand, she carried a fan in the same style as her dress.

The woman following her was dressed much more strictly, though just as brightly, in a tight suit with no loose ends, boots clinging to her legs. She was strikingly alike the first woman, but her hair was cropped close to her head, and she wore a veil over her nose and lips. Her stare was piercing and wary. She lay a hand on her side, where both a sword and a pistol rested.

The setting changes from Gambit's Bar to Main Street

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#2012-12-02 19:24:21, as written by Moonscar

Two odd characters walked down the street, both dyed in orange.

The first was dressed in the extravagant frills layered over frills, stylish lace down her arms, and foreign, symbolic writing taking up every space of the cloth from her shoulders to her toes. Her hair was done up in an intricate bun, with thick strands falling down gently over her shoulders. In one hand, she carried a fan in the same style as her dress.

The woman following her was dressed much more strictly, though just as brightly, in a tight suit with no loose ends, boots clinging to her legs. She was strikingly alike the first woman, but her hair was cropped close to her head, and she wore a veil over her nose and lips. Her stare was piercing and wary. She lay a hand on her side, where both a sword and a pistol rested.

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#2012-12-02 19:35:19, as written by Moonscar

The first woman, wearing the extravagant gown, placed her hand upon her lips and managed a laugh as she glanced at her own "guardian," of sorts.

"Well, Lametta, didn't think we'd be expecting such charming company all of a sudden, did you?" she chirped, lightly fanning herself.

Lametta stayed quiet, glancing up to Michael's guardian, eyes narrowing. Helmi rolled her eyes.

"He seems terribly inebriated. Good of you to take pity on the man." she told the Guardian.

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#2012-12-02 19:45:59, as written by Moonscar

The one in the dress, who had been the only one speaking so far, held back another laugh. "Loud? What an interesting word for it, but I suppose it is appropriate."

Lametta's head, ever so slightly, tilted to one side in...what was either confusion or intrigue at the guardian.

"We were just taking a light stroll in this absolutely charming town before we have to leave. Since the Aschen occupation is over...we'll have no trouble doing just that!"

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#2012-12-02 19:55:35, as written by Moonscar

Helmi clasped her hands behind her back, looking...almost innocently at both of them. "We are from Misrana. A planet just a solar system or two next door. And...you are native Terrans, I assume?"

Lametta turned her head to stare at Helmi for a moment, and the smaller, more extravagant one nodded.

"We are also very curious about this one looking after you. Are you brothers, perhaps?" said Helmi.

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#2013-04-02 01:07:09, as written by Moonscar

Helmi had been lounging in the City Hall for spirits knew how long. She had sent Lametta to do a few errands two hours before, and instead of visiting the Mayor and his lobotomized, vegetable of a daughter, she had decided to set up lab in one of the rooms.

The woman was dressed extravagantly, as always, with the many-layered, flouncy dress, with tassels and ribbons in abundance. Her hat lay on a chair near the door.

She slid a finger across her cheek, lighting up the circuit board-like display embedded just below her skin. A communication device, hooked wirelessly to a clear device in her hand, which lit up quite a bit more of these holograms in a circle around her.

An intergalactic map.

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#2013-04-02 01:19:51, as written by Moonscar

The woman paused, clearly displeased at the sudden...interruption. She lifted her chin slightly and quirked a brow.

"And who-" she sneered, the fingers of one hand curling into a fist, "-are you, to be hijacking my personal system? I will let you know that if it is you who intends to harm this planet, you have told the wrong woman, and you will be met with significant and unstoppable force. Do you understand?"

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#2013-04-02 01:30:15, as written by Moonscar

Hemi watched, the frown on her face deepening. She reached a hand out to flick at the holographic image. "You listen to me!" she spat, "You lay a finger on this planet..."

The room began to shake, and there was an evident rumbling all around, walls trembling, items falling from shelves, but, just before coming in contact with the floor...stopping, and raising into the air.

"-if you try to harm it, you have been warned." An eerie glow came from the young lady's face, revealing something beneath her skin. Not the circuit board, or any other kind of technology, but the outline of something more. Something inhuman and frightening.

"What is it you are looking for? You tell me now."

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#2013-04-02 01:39:18, as written by Moonscar

"Finish quickly. You interrupted me in the middle of something important." she hissed.

It was a large annoyance, that the man even dare call her someone of low intelligence. It was because of her that Misrana's technology had advanced so far, after all!

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#2013-04-02 01:48:42, as written by Moonscar

"I remember everything I'm told, but thank you." remarked Helmi coldly. "Does Es-Hestos know, already, that this man is coming, or should I alert him ahead of time?"

Swallowing her anger was tough, especially with so much of it to swallow, and such a small throat, but she managed it, somehow. She would have to validate this information, but she knew that Jacob was on this planet, and she knew he was working together with Zanzaria's mayor, something she did not approve of, since the boy was smitten with the girl that had wrecked her ship.

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#2013-04-02 02:03:59, as written by Moonscar

"Oh, I've heard of this man. He's quite popular, it seems. A woman called Anodyne came here, speaking about him, and, of course, there's his son. Very well, I will look into this, and I will alert Es-Hestos. Thank you for the information...but what might I call you? After all, you already know my name."

The wheels in the back of her head were spinning faster than a well-oiled machine, thinking of all the appropriate steps to take next. First, contacting Lametta, and next, contacting Es-Hestos. But not necessarily telling him to keep this man out.

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