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Elixir's Pair well with Fine Dining; Closed, Thieves Guild
Topic Started: May 26 2008, 12:43 PM (319 Views)
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Everything in life is a mixture. To live is to mix your experience with trying new things; thirsting for fun, knowledge, money, power, etc. The next recruit of the thieves guild was something like that, his own file gave detailed readings that potions led to a majority of his powers. Between actually knowing the original meaning of elixir and needing someone experienced with both AHS and the outside world, both Humble Jack and Crimson agreed that this next candidate was a must have. If Lucifer could not demonstrate any cooking talents, he would be the mixologist and wine steward of the Culinary Arts Club. While finding the majority of the recruitments thus far had involved going to their dorm rooms, Crimson felt that today's target would most likely be working on something.

Today had been 'let's wear all black day' apparently, because his suit, collared shirt, and tie were all black. In fact, the only hints of color on the man came from a ruby ring he wore on his hand, and a gold tie chain that fit so nicely with this get up. It was simple, humble in its own right. As always, the golden brown hair was perfectly parted and styled much like a movie star's, and eye drops had cured the redness within his emerald green eyes. During a Tokyo summer, this garb would normally be called a mistake... but so long as he stuck to the air conditioned halls he was just fine. Besides, seeing Crimson in anything less than a suit was extremely... rare.

Thus with file in one hand and cane guiding him along in the other, our humble mastermind entered the labyrinth once known as the Anime High School Laboratory. This was the one place rumored to be more explodey than the dorms, and seemed to be in need of daily repair thanks to students trying to make C4 more effective than ever. As much as Crimson wanted to play around in here, he was not about to ruin the suit. Nope, today was a business day. He eyed the layout of the room, looking for Lucifer.
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"Gah...that will not work."

Lucifer continued to jot down various notes. The last experiment he had was not very successful. He had been attempting to create a new potion for himself, but the reactions were either not happening or very voltile. That meant he couldn't be able to consume the potion if the reaction is going wrong. Tapping his pen on the paper, he had been wondering where he had gone wrong. The reaction was no longer happening and he was going with an old book that doesn't really use actual measurements. So for him it was just stab in the dark until he hits paydirt. Turning around, he heard someone walking and looked to see who it was. Tilting his head in confusion, he wondered why this man was here. He appeared to be very overdressed for this place. From what he could gather, he seemed to be a millionaire of sorts. Acknowledging him, he tied his hair back as he spoke to him. "Hello," he said with a curious tone.
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Hello indeed. Introductions are a curious thing, as individual as each person ought to be. With simple words and gestures people can make statements and raise questions as to who they really are. Granted, Crimson had read Lucifer's profile. He knew who the man was on paper, but reality was almost never the same. As a skilled orator it was child's play to read that his 'hello' had come not just as an introduction but also a curiosity about why a man in a black suit was currently waltzing through a laboratory. Perhaps Crimson would have not looked so out of place if several groveling scientists were leading him around and showing why he should invest in the AHS labs. Frankly, the labs and AHS alike were a terrible investment. High Death rate, uncontrollable powers, dimension leaks.. One could do better to invest in Bear Steins or Enron. However, investing in individuals at AHS was a token wisdom that Crimson was far from being the first to do. It seemed at least one out of five students these days was either a military project, funded by some sort of militant group, or possibly just a merc. Every student here had the potential to grow, which of course made for the best investments. This wasn't farming at all. AHS was a human stock market, and Crimson had finally figured a way into the gig.

"Hello." A statement, self assured yet not egotistical. After all, one of the two already knew where this conversation was going. "I suppose you would be the student known simply as Lucifer. Interesting choice of name I might add, considering the moral implications. Now before you go into a fit of wondering which new villain I am..." A smile crossed his face, and he began limping toward the other individual, "I only read your file so I could offer you a new line of work. The school reference states that you were recruited by a fellow student away from the US Military, and that you had grown tired of killing."

Crimson raised the file in question, as if not only to demonstrate that he had read it, but that he had taken it. Manila envelope cracked ever so slightly to give Crimson a refreshing peak at his current target. "Before we continue, I should give you my name. Crimson Sai'hoto, fellow classmate here at AHS. See Lucifer, I've read that you are something of a potions master in addition to your combat sklls, and I wanted to put both to use. Have you ever thought about... cooking?"

Throw me a bone, you didn't think he was just going to say Thieves Guild did you?
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"My file?"

You think he's Gilgamesh?

Doubtful, he would have just shot us with drugs and call it a day.

Still, there is something odd about him.

Indeed.

Lucifer raised his eyebrow as he looked at the man. For a moment, he had been a little cautious with him. He wasn't really sure what to make of this man. He didn't look like an ordinary person. However, what really got him off guard was the question about cooking. Showing confusion in his eyes, Lucifer walked over to the chemistry set and began a drip. "Cooking is no different than chemistry. Several components of equal amounts to give an equal product." Lucifer wasn't one who really was meant to know much of athestics. He was built and trained to be in a way spartan. Stopping the drip, he set the materials down to dry off as he looked at him. "So, what is this interest about cooking all of a sudden? Are you some kind of restaurant manager at a five star restaurant?"
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Well that's a very dry scientific definition of cooking. Please, please god let this not be some lame nerd kid with super-dooper powers. It was at this point that Crimson had a variety of realizations. One, it was relatively funny to pray toward the Judeo Christian God while recruiting for a thieves guild. Any 'holier than thou' person would have smacked him upside the head for that. Two, Crimson really was starting to wish that these files contained accurate notes of the students personalities. How the hell did someone fit all the history of each student and their powers without including the basics of 'total science freak,' or in Youichiro's case 'likes staring... awkward staring.' If for whatever reason he ever needed the Humble Man to raid those files again, some updated notes were most definitely going to be added.

Lucifer carried on, actually saying something that thankfully wasn't as dry as champagne stored in the Gobi desert. In fact to Crimson it was downright hilarious. It started with a single choked laugh, followed into a giggle, and then became such an uncontrollable body shaking laugh that he accidentally fell over. While the AARP and the Society for People with limps might kill the author for frequently tripping up his character, it should be justifiably noted that body shaking laughter is not safe for those dependent on a cane. As apposed to what most sane people would do, Crimson remained on the floor perfectly content to still be laughing. The fits eventually faded and he sat up to discuss this whole 'restaurant' thing.

"Oh, I'm sorry... It's just... what you said... Restaurant-" Yes, we realize that no one else got the joke possibly excluding a particular Batman villain. "Sorry, but it's not that big yet. I formed an after school club, one dedicated toward the Culinary Arts..." The laughing face suddenly faded, become the dead serious Crimson that seemed to be good at throwing people off, "And I assumed that an ex-secret military agent would doubt the a man with his records simply wanted another chef.

"The world is bigger than both of us Lucifer, but that's a damned shame in my humble opinion. We were something like pawns, all of us in separate ways, ruled by feeble kings set to only see their path. I thought, excuse me, think, that someone with your experience would like to try changing that. Yes, the AHS Culinary Club and Head Chef Tiras would like you to come aboard as our master of cocktails and drink mixes... But we also serve a far greater purpose that would normally be viewed as 'morally gray.' Do you catch my drift?"

The nicely dressed man simply sat there on the floor, staring up at the scientist and military veteran to await some sort of answer.
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"Ooooh a club. I just figured with how you are dressed and all you know."

Well, at least we know he isn't one of the project.

Don't be so sure...

When he heard him saying he was a former agent, black lines started to form along the right side of his arm. That comment had made him feel very uneasy. However, despite the uneasy feeling that he had, the man actually made some pretty decent sense. He had known what it was like to be a pawn for someone to use in the field of battle. It was the one thing that he had despised the most about what happened to him. He had been remembering the past up until he gave him a position for the bar. To him it seemed like a logical choice for him. He didn't mind mixing chemicals, so mixing drinks seemed like a logical choice. Plus he could always do trick pours with the symbiotic link he had within his body. The lines started to completely recede from his right arm as he spoke. "So, where would this club be held? I'm very intrigued with this position you are offering me."
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