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Post by Marko the Moogle on Oct 21, 2012 18:01:51 GMT
Marko wandered around Alexandria, bag hanging off his shoulder as he tried to find just who he was supposed to deliver the package to. He whistled a light tune and had a huge smile on his tiny moogle head though he hadn’t quite realized that he was lost yet. The person he had mail for wasn’t even in Alexandria. In fact he was on the wrong continent for the right delivery. The sad part was that this was not the first time he was horribly, horribly wrong on destination and would likely not be the last. He stopped and looked around, seeing a colorful tent in the middle of the town square. He stared at it, the colors making his head swim a little.
“I have a message for someone kupo-po” he sang happily, mimicking the tune he had just been humming. “They’ll be so happy when they get it kupo-po.” Or, at least that’s what he told himself. He wouldn’t realize until he went to actually deliver the letter and read it. That was quite a bit of time away. All in all, he wasn’t a very good courier. How he even managed to keep his job was a mystery to everyone who he came across.
After about another half hour of walking he paused, looking down as his stomach let out a rather loud and obnoxious growl. He blushed under his fur and laughed nervously, looking around at the surrounding folk. Luckily for him no one cared to pay much attention to the blue pom-pommed creature. “Kupo…” he muttered. “I need a snack.” He walked over to a bench and sat down, pulling a wrapped candy bar from his bag. He opened it and started munching away.
“Yum!”
Marko’s smile got even bigger (if that were possible) as he ate.
Wandering the streets of Alexandria, Noel couldn't help but remember the last time he was here. He had witnessed the murder of the provinces queen and helped in the subsequent rescue of her daughter, princess Garnet. In no way did he accept that he was a key player of any kind, they had all worked together to fight off the murderous witch and her companions. The reward was nice too, but then that wasn't what it was about. He'd helped someone in need and that was good enough for him.
There didn't seem to be too much going on right now, so at least he could relax somewhat and enjoy the scenery. Alexandria was nowhere near as busy as Lindblum or Esthar, but it had a rather quaint feeling to it that he recalled seeing in ancient ruins that had been dotted around the landscape of his home. Indeed he couldn't help but wonder if any of these ruins had possibly once been Alexandria or Lindblum. It made sense, given that he had first appeared in the latter, but nothing seemed to particularly stand out.
Sighing, he thought he'd have a little sit down. This time though, he checked the seat before parking his backside as back in Lindblum he had managed to sit on someones tail. This time though, the only thing that adorned the bench was a toy of some kind, or so he thought. As he sat down, he could have sworn he could hear little munching noises. Glancing over, the 'toy' appeared to be eating something. Surely he was seeing things, right? Who knows what effect time travel could have had on him...
Revy had not come to Alexandria too often. Usually she avoided it as her guns and attitude was better suited for the outlying areas than the main city. Though today she found herself inside the main city and was enjoying a smoke as she walked the city streets. She was enjoying the milder weather this region had compared to Midgar where she usually plied her trade.
Stopping at a collection of benches she stretched out and snuffed her cigarette on her heal, and she took a seat beside a young man. Looking at him she smirked. Leaning forward she looked at what it was that illicited such a look on the young mans face. Seeing a moogle she chuckled to herself and turned back to look forward.
"Never seen a courier before there kid? Must have come from a long way out there to of never met a moogle courier before..."
Pulling a small flask from her side she took a drink of it as she relaxed upon the bench.
Post by Marko the Moogle on Oct 22, 2012 18:02:29 GMT
As the chocolate bar was nearing the end of its lifetime Marko took the rest of the wrapper off and ate the rest with one big gulp. He let out a happy sigh but then a rather loud belch (much louder than one would think a moogle could get) and nearly fell off of the bench. Good thing he had his bag as an anchor. He blinked and looked to his side, noticing Noel look at him weird. Then he heard Revy’s comment about being a courier. His huge grin returned and he bounced off of the bench, landing in front of the both of them, pointing directly at the brown haired guy.
“Hi! I’m Marko!” Pause for dramatic effect. “I’m the best courier around” he exclaimed, putting his little moogly hands on his hips proudly. He reached into his bag and pulled out a letter, reading the front outloud. “Headmaster Cid…Balamb Garden.” He looked between the two of them. “Hey this place is Balamb Garden, right?” he asked them both, double checking that he was indeed in the right place. He put the letter back into his bag and stared at them both, mostly directly at the brown haired guy’s face, returning the same look that he had been given from him in the first place.
Noel was surprised by the sudden interjection of a rather rough looking woman on the bench beside him. When had she gotten there, he wondered as he turned to face with. A moogle courier? He knew what a courier was, but weren't moogles make believe? It had never occurred to him that the creatures in the stories that he had been read as a child had actually been real at some point! It was preposterous...wasn't it?
Apparently not, as the moogle jumped from it's perch and began babbling away in an excitable manner. He/she/it introduced itself in a rather dramatic fashion before giving him in particular a rather odd look. Perhaps 'Marko' was returning the puzzled expression he had been giving him just a few moments ago. This made him flush a little, but he was able to keep his cool as he stood and gave his reply.
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"A moogle, gotcha! Names Noel, Noel Kreiss", he informed the blue pom-pommed creature whilst gesturing toward himself.
He then turned to the woman who had asked him a question that he hadn't yet had time to answer.
"As a matter of fact, this is the first time I've seen a moogle, a real one that is!" That probably sounded a little strange, given that there was a chance that these things were pretty common. No use worrying about it now though!
“Hey this place is Balamb Garden, right?”, the smallest of the trio had asked and Noel shook his head.
"Wrong, this is Alexandria." He knew little of this world, but he at least knew the answer to that one. Maybe Balamb garden was close by though? Perhaps their female companion would be the best one to ask. [/div]
She smirked at the young man as he confirmed what she had already figured out. Her smile never left her lips as she spoke back up in response to his name.
"Names Revy. So what is a good kid like you Noel doing out here in Alexandria?"
Though her question would remain unanswered for now as the moogle belched loudly and she smirked and gave the small creature a thumbs up. "Nice one there... Marko was it?"
It was obvious that she was a rather beaten and well traveled person as she sat there. Looking at the moogle and she raised a finger to her chin as he asked if this was Balamb Garden. Tilting her head to the side she took a moment to think but was beaten to a response by Noel.
"Your smarter than you look Noel. Yea this is Alexandria Marko. But I am heading in the direction of Balamb in a few days should you want a traveling companion..."
Her face was a mask hiding the fact she was in town to shoot someone and then would need to beat feet out of there quickly after.
Post by Marko the Moogle on Oct 26, 2012 15:08:55 GMT
“Yeah I’m Marko!” He responded to Revy with a laugh, scratching the back of his head at the compliment. He listened to the two of them and as Noel introduced himself he beamed, nodding excitedly. “Nice ta meet ya No-“ He cut himself off as the hunter continued.
First time he’s seen a moogle?!
The blue pom-pommed moogle’s jaw dropped rather comically as Noel spoke, he only for the moment even heard the comments from them both that this wasn’t Balamb Garden.
“You’ve never seen a moogle before!?” he exclaimed, jumping up onto the top of Noel’s head. “Have you been living under a rock or something guy?” he wondered, bouncing up and down. Now he didn’t exactly weigh much, so it would feel like a stuffed animal bouncing up and down on his head. “So when you were lookin’ at me weird…” he trailed off and stopped, thinking about it. “Did you think I was a toy?!” Marko jumped down off of Noel’s head and faced him. The tiny creature held his hands on his hips waiting for an answer. Then something dawned on him.
Wait I think I heard them both say that this is Alexandria and not Balamb Garden…
All of the sudden the moogle’s eyes started to water, and he smacked himself in the moogle forehead hard enough to give off an audible ‘smack’. “Not again!!!” he wailed, repeatedly hitting himself. “Stupid, stupid Marko!” He plopped himself down, and pulled a folded up piece of paper from his bag. He lay it out in front of him, staring at it. One could only assume it was supposed to be a map, and if you squinted and stood on your head it almost looked like a map of Gaia. He studied it quickly, mumbling to himself before folding up the map, stowing it in his bag and looking right at Revy.
“Alright I’ll come with you!” he exclaimed, taking her up on that offer that until now he had given no hint whatsoever he heard her.
[/size]Noel exclaimed as the moogle leaped on to his head before proceeding to bounce up and down up on it! Previously, he had been slight offended by the woman's comment, but this had rather quickly been overshadowed.
As the small creature continued to jump on the spot, quizzing him rather voraciously in a voice that would be extremely difficult to interrupt, Noel wondered if perhaps it would have been a better idea to come up with some kind of story. Sometimes, telling the truth didn't always work out for the best, a lesson he would have to learn a little quicker in this foreign world.
Eventually, Marko decided to jump down from his bonce and turned to face him with his hands on his little furry hips. Noel opened his mouth and then proceeded to close it again rather sharply. Thankfully, it was at that point that what they had been saying dawned on him and he began to beat himself up, before pulling out a raggy piece of paper. This was an ideal opportunity to answer Revy's question, although he wasn't entirely sure how. He would ignore the slightly patronizing tone for now at least.
"Actually, that is a rather good question", he responded whilst scratching the back of his head. "I guess in a sense it's familiar territory."Lame, but what else was he supposed to say?
Again though, the smallest of the three interjected at precisely the right moment and he turned to face him. Revy and Marko would look a rather odd combination, and he wished he could follow them and see for himself. Unfortunately though, he didn't even know where Balamb was at this stage! He'd heard of it, but that was about it. Truth was though, he wasn't sure where he was heading next and what he would be doing. He was a little lost at this moment in time. Maybe he could do worse than accompany the pair? He was a skilled fighter, after all, even though he perhaps looked harmless enough. [/div]
"Good to hear. I could use the company. Just need to finish a few things around Alexandria before we go... and I am not with you if anyone asks while we travel..."
Revy shifted a little in her seat as she spoke. It was evident she was hiding somethign from the pair yet she was not going to spill the beans on what it was. Looking back and forth she reached down to her pocket pulling a pack of cigarettes from her pocket. Sliding one out she held it in her mouth as she placed the pack back into her pocket.
"I hope neither of you mind. Bad habit but keeps me calm when I am working."
Resting her hand on her guns she patted one of the holsters and a silver lighter appeared as she did. A smile cracked her face as she pulled out the lighter and lit her cigarette placing the lighter back where she had gotten it from. She leaned back making sure that none of the smoke would hit either of the two she was speaking with.
Post by Marko the Moogle on Nov 3, 2012 1:24:27 GMT
“Well I think I’ve got stuff to deliver while I’m here anyway…just I guess I’m in the wrong place to deliver the one that I’m really s’posed to deliver with ‘priority”. He said priority slowly, like it was the hardest word for him in the world to pronounce. “My boss always says that word but y’know I still don’t know what it means” he said innocently, looking between Noel and Revy. “Oh well.”
He shrugged and dumped his messenger bag out completely. Several bars of chocolate with rather colorful wrappers were the most noticeable thing. All of the rest were letters in envelopes of varying whites, browns, and yellows. As he sorted through, muttering different places (that varied greatly in distance from each other) he sorted the mail out. When he got to ‘Balamb Garden’ he stuck the sealed envelope into his handkerchief and then resumed like nothing had ever happened. When he finished sorting he sighed as he placed the stacked mail neatly in his bag (though the chances that it stayed neat were very, very slim) and stood up again with a huge grin.
“Nope, no mail to deliver in town!” he said happily. He looked at Revy and shook his head. “I don’t mind just as long as you don’t breathe on me” he told her. “What about you guy-that’s-lived-under-a-rock?” he asked pointedly, looking at Noel. “What are you gonna do?”
Noel smirked at the comment about Revy not being with the moogle. What exactly was the point of traveling with someone if you were going to deny their existence, he wondered, but decided not to question.
Instead, he watched as the woman lit her cigarette and put it to her lips. He hadn't seen anything like it before, but what he did now was that the smell was rather like that of an open fire, but with a large amount of something which made it far less pleasant. Despite her best efforts, as gust of wind blew Noel's way and he let out a hacking cough. Just what was in that anyway, he wondered as he pulled himself together. That was probably a little embarrassing, but hopefully everyones eyes would be on the moogle. Humans cared deeply for cute things, after all!
He stared in wonder as Marko emptied his bag, leaving a dozen items of mail and various other objects of varying description lying around. How could such a small bag hold so much anyway, and more importantly how could such a little guy carry something that must have been quite heavy? Not only that, but what kind of courier didn't know what the word 'priority' meant? Noel suspected that the moogle wasn't quite as good at his job as he believed himself to be.
Watching as he put it all back, the next question that came from the little mouth caught him off guard a little. Not the question itself so much, but the long form of identification he had used on him.
"Hey, I do have a name you know...", he reminded him in a bemused tone before continuing. But to answer your question, I don't know. Haven't decided yet."
Revy sat around and listened to the two of them. Taking a few drags from her cigarette she smirked as the moogle emptied their bags onto the ground. She counted the stuff that Marko had dumped onto the ground. ::Such an interesting moogle... Seems to be quite dedicated yet absentminded in his job. I wonder how it is he managed to get his courier job... ::
After a minute she snuffed out her cigarette on her boot and watched the others. Hearing Noel speak on him not having anything to do she smirked. Looking first at Marko then at Noel she spoke up.
"Then why not tag along with us Noel? I mean there is not much keeping you here in Alexandria and the more the merrier while traveling on the road."
She leaned back on the bench and placed her arms up onto it and she gave a faint laugh as she waited to find out what the others where to do.
Post by Marko the Moogle on Nov 13, 2012 2:58:04 GMT
How he managed to get and keep the courier job was indeed the question many people couldn’t help but ask when they came across Marko in any situation. All things aside, he was very good at getting messages delivered when he was in the correct place. Getting to the correct place was the part that he had the biggest issue with. While he listened to Noel as he was answered, the moogle looked to Revy. The woman had answered as well, and Marko couldn’t help but just nod rather vigorously. “Yeah! That’s a cool idea!” He jumped up and down laughing.
He calmed down slightly as he pulled up his bag from the ground to sling it back over his shoulder. He walked around in a circle like a puppy before turning to face the two humans. “Okay so we’re all gonna travel together!” he exclaimed happily. “Rock-guy and smoke-lady!” he told them, pointing at each as they were assigned a nickname. He was bad with names, chances were that he had already forgotten what their real names were…or maybe he hadn’t. Only Marko knew.
Travel with them? Couldn't hurt, he supposed, after all he really didn't know what his next course of action should be. Maybe traveling with others would do him some good in the long run, especially considering that he knew so little of this world. Well, other than what he had learned from his grandmother anyway! Besides, after being left alone it would be nice to have some company for a while.
Sighing as he was assigned his nickname from the moogle, it took Noel a couple of seconds for the reason behind his name to click. Born under a rock, Revy had said, and unfortunately the statement seemed to sink in better with little Marko than his actual name. Rather than waste time protesting, he nodded at his new companions.
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"Alright, then it's settled, he confirmed before glancing over to Marko. He'd wanted to deliver something to a Cid in a place called Balamb, but had somehow gotten lost en route without realising. Maybe he hadn't been too far off or maybe they would have to travel to the other side of the world, but either way it sure beat being alone! ""So how do we get to this Balamb place?", he asked whilst feeling a little foolish. They both already thought he'd been living under a rock, after all! Most likely Revy would be the best one to answer that. If Marko knew what he was doing then he wouldn't be here and they likely wouldn't be having this conversation. [/color] [/div]
She had a small smirk on her face as she was called Smoke lady by the moogle. It was not the worst nickname she had attained so she was not going to complain about it. Hearing Noel speak up she brought her hand up to her chin as she thought of where they would have to go.
"Well quickest way would be to find a private airship captain to take us there. But that is expensive. Quickest and most reliable from there would be to travel on foot then by boat then once onto the isle Balamb is on we take a train to the Garden..."
As she spoke she saw the target she had been tasked with finding. Looking at the two of them she spoke rather quickly.
"I will meet you both outside the city in close to twenty minutes... You two have fun as what I came to work with has just arrived."
Post by Marko the Moogle on Nov 20, 2012 5:52:15 GMT
“Okay smoke-lady Revy!” Marko said happily, watching the woman quickly moving away. He was absolutely and completely innocent as to what she may or may not be going off to do. He hardly ever beat down people - mostly squirrels and fiends that attempted to steal his chocolate or mail, though things usually got hurt more for stealing his chocolate. It was rather clear where his personal priorities lay, and that certainly was not with his job nine times out of ten.
The young moogle was waving but then suddenly stopped, turning toward Noel. “Hey rock-guy, do you want any chocolate?” he asked, producing another bar of chocolate from his bag. He held it up toward Noel with a smile. “Sorry for bein’ kinda mean.” He paused. “I don’t like being called or thought of as a toy, I’m way more fun than that, and I can do so much more than squeak.” He made a sour face and looked off to the side. “Just don’t touch my pom-pom, okay?”
Marko smiled, still holding the chocolate out. He seemed to bob slightly back and forth, causing his pompom to sway. His bright blue eyes stared at Noel - he really was just a rather innocent kid.
Watching Revy go off to do whatever it was she was doing, Noel shrugged and turned his attention back to the moogle. Evidently, it seemed as though he had forgiven him for his earlier misidentifying him as a toy of some kind, in fact he was even offering him a snack! He took it out of politeness and thanked his small companion, but truth be told he wasn't entirely sure what to do with it. Truth be told, this was the first item of food he'd ever seen in a package of some kind, and that said nothing of the contents! Having grown up on a diet almost exclusively made up of meat from kills, he wasn't sure if he could even digest the hard, sweet smelling treat! Shrugging again, he tore open the wrapper and took a bite. The taste was as sweet as he had imagined and almost seemed to melt in his mouth. Oh well, if he was going to throw it back up later then he may as well enjoy it now!
He then turned his attention back to Marko as he spoke again and chuckled as he mentioned his pom poms!
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"Gotcha, bobble head", he replied with a grin. Well, if he could call him rock guy then surely Noel could get away with bobble head, right? "Hey, so this stuff isn't half bad", he said raising what he had left of his snack so that the moogle knew what he was talking about."Must admit, I've never seen or tasted the stuff before."Great, now the bobble head really would think that he had been living under a rock! Perhaps it was a fairly accurate description in a figurative sense, given that he was so unfamiliar with his current surroundings. [/color] [/div]
Post by Marko the Moogle on Nov 28, 2012 5:40:04 GMT
Marko smiled as he watched Noel eat his first chocolate bar ever. Something like that was unbelievable to the young moogle, but he wasn’t going to say anything about it right now. He already was making fun of the hunter about living under a rock. The moogle’s smile didn’t seem to fade as he walked around, waiting for Noel’s reaction. When ‘Rock-guy’ spoke up, Marko blinked at the comments and his pompom twitched slightly when he was called bobble-head. He’d have to get Noel back for comparing him to a toy eventually.
Noel’s admittance of never eating chocolate before caused the moogle’s jaw to drop. He had only assumed that if he’d never seen a moogle that Noel had never eaten chocolate (because those two things definitely go hand in hand). There was that part of the moogle that didn’t want that to be true.
“Never had chocolate…” he muttered softly looking up at the hunter, before jumping into the air and flailing about before landing again. “You’ve never had chocolate?!” he paused. “And you say it’s just not half bad?! You’re crazy rock-guy! Chocolate has to be and is only the best thing to eat ever!” As he kept talk/yelling Marko kept hopping up and down, pointing dramatically and motioning with his hands just to help get his point across.
All of the sudden he calmed down and looked off to the side. “Okay so you’ve never seen a moogle, and you’ve never had chocolate.” Marko paused. “Where are you from, Rock-guy Noel?” he asked, glancing toward the hunter slightly. At least he sort of remembered the guy’s name.
[/size], he chuckled in response to the moogle's outburst. It was probably true in comparison to everyone around here anyway, so there was no use in taking exception to that little remark! It was obvious that the small creature was extremely partial to this chocolate stuff, and he hoped that he hadn't managed to offend him.
Watching as he calmed himself down, he wouldn't be surprised if little Marko was more than slightly out of breath. That was quite the performance back there, as he had gotten himself a little overexcited, but at least now he was keeping still.
Noel sighed as Marko asked where he was from before responding.
"Somewhere real far away", he replied as he looked off into the distance, thinking of what he had lost. "Somewhere where there a no moogles and certainly no chocolate!" He looked toward the towns entrance, wondering what was keeping Revy, before turning his attention back to the moogle. "Anyway, maybe we should be heading to the rendezvous point? Hate to miss Revy!" [/color] [/div]
Post by Marko the Moogle on Dec 14, 2012 7:57:22 GMT
Marko listened to Noel explain where he came from and he seemed to get sadder as the story went on. When Noel finally said the thing about no chocolate the blue pom-pommed moogle’s jaw dropped, and his pom-pom drooped in front of his face. He started to flail about as he started to rant away. “Well whatever really faraway place you come from has to be like the worst place ever if it didn’t have chocolate or moogles!” By the time he finished that little outburst he was squeaking as he jumped up and down.
The young moogle made sure he had his bag ready to go and jumped nimbly up onto Noel’s shoulder to whisper something to him. “Psst, rock-guy! I won’t tell anyone that you never saw a moogle before, okay?” he said quietly, before jumping back down off of the hunter’s shoulder. He walked around in a circle before looking up toward Noel again. “The smoke-lady told us to meet her outside of town right?” he asked, tilting his head to the side. “Has it been twenty minutes?” he wondered, since he didn’t have a watch. “I mean we can still go anyway but I don’t know if she’ll be there or how long we’ll be waiting.”
Noel couldn't help but smile at his new friends latest outburst. Of course, there were more things missing than simply moogles and chocolate, although he doubted that the furry little guy would really understand. That was okay though, no use moping around now, right?
Jumping up from his seat, the brunette stretched as he prepared to move on. It was high time they were meeting Revy, or smoke lady as the moogle had labelled her, at the entrance to Alexandria. He coked his head in response to the statement about not telling anyone he hadn't seen a moogle. Perhaps that was Marko's way of telling him to be a little more careful about what he said and the way he reacted to things in general. Whether it had been meant as some kind of warning or not, he nevertheless took it to heart and responded accordingly.
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"I'll keep that in mind. Let's go, bobble head!" With that, he turned to make his way to the meeting place.[/color] [/div]
Post by Marko the Moogle on Dec 28, 2012 3:27:04 GMT
”Alrighty Rock-guy!” he said happily with a hop and skip in his step. He stopped a moment and glared though. “Hey I’m not a toy!” he yelled, before grinning softly toward Noel. He didn’t mind that much, it was nice to have a friend that he could travel with. He chuckled as they started to walk, though the little moogle wasn’t exactly paying attention. At first, he stayed close to the hunter easy enough, though as Marko is small and Alexandria isn’t exactly deserted after a few minutes of their walk he ended up walking down a side alley and getting completely separated.
He was about to say something to Noel when he looked around, trying to figure out where he had gotten himself to and where the hunter was. He blinked. Somehow the little moogle had gotten himself closer to the center of the city instead of the outskirts where they had agreed to meet up with Revy. “Aww man!” he yelled, getting quite a few odd glances from passersby. “Just when I wasn’t lost anymore too.” He sighed. “Noel! Revy!” he yelled, before wandering off, trying to see if he could find them again…though he never had luck finding things he was looking for.
