Benjamin Factor (
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raisetheearth2015-10-17 09:08 pm
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Entry tags:
- !open,
- !plot post,
- #action,
- +location: locke city,
- aila jyrkiÀinen,
- arthur pendragon (saber),
- beatrix kiddo,
- dark precure,
- eas,
- eobard thawne,
- kirara amanogawa,
- l lawliet,
- mana aida,
- masaru daimon and agumon,
- nate river,
- npc: benjamin factor,
- npc: sonia clarke,
- npc: thunder corp,
- npcs,
- nux,
- pharos,
- rakka,
- remilia scarlet,
- rikka hishikawa,
- sakuya izayoi,
- satsuki kiryuin,
- skeletor,
- toushirou hitsugaya,
- umi ryuuzaki,
- yumoto hakone,
- yuri tsukikage,
- yurick
Factor Industries Charity Event: October 18th, 2016
Even for Benjamin Factor, arranging this charity event had been something of a challenge. Just as he held great influence in Gateway City, Thunder Corp's influence in Locke was great as well. But with time and money, all things were indeed possible in this case, and the Memorial Dance Hall was playing host to the night's events. It was a glamorous affair: politicians, captains of business, dignitaries, and celebrities had been invited. For whatever controversy that existed, the world legitimately wanted to heal the wounds left by the invasion, and that meant there were a lot of people who wanted to use events like this to either advance that cause, or to make themselves look good.
But they weren't the only sorts of individuals who had recieved an invitation.
Benjamin Factor had also made it so the Numbered would be invited to his little party. Arrivals through the teleporter would be greeted by drivers at the community center, and the same courtesy was extended to anyone who might live in Locke. The only stipulation? Was that anyone who came make an effort to make themselves presentable. If that was a problem, or anyone arrived without knowing, they had clothes on hand for people to change into.
Indeed, it seemed that the Numbered would be well provided for tonight. That being said, their presence would get people to talk, given the presence of news crews making live coverage. Nevertheless... "getting people to talk" seemed to be exactly what Benjamin Factor wanted to happen.
[Event Links: Event Speakers | NPC Interaction | General Mingle]
But they weren't the only sorts of individuals who had recieved an invitation.
Benjamin Factor had also made it so the Numbered would be invited to his little party. Arrivals through the teleporter would be greeted by drivers at the community center, and the same courtesy was extended to anyone who might live in Locke. The only stipulation? Was that anyone who came make an effort to make themselves presentable. If that was a problem, or anyone arrived without knowing, they had clothes on hand for people to change into.
Indeed, it seemed that the Numbered would be well provided for tonight. That being said, their presence would get people to talk, given the presence of news crews making live coverage. Nevertheless... "getting people to talk" seemed to be exactly what Benjamin Factor wanted to happen.
[Event Links: Event Speakers | NPC Interaction | General Mingle]
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"Fourteen? Uh... don't know where you live, but I think that's still a little young to be in Locke City by yourself," he says with a slight frown. The kid seems unusually mature for his age, to the point where Nux doesn't feel as much like an adult with any kind of authority and more like a slightly older kid who thinks he should have it but ultimately isn't sure.
"...are... are you sure you're really fourteen?"
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"Maybe I know how to handle myself on my own." That much is delivered with the same vaguely annoyed tone. But the next question makes him scowl harder and the annoyance becomes that much more pronounced. "I think I know my own age."
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"Yeah, uh, I didn't mean to imply..." he stumbles over his words, rubbing at his mouth again (it's so distracting tonight.) "I... I guess you can pretty much take c-care of yourself, huh...?"
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He tilts his head, furrows his brow at the way this guy is rubbing at his mouth. It's a curious expression, an improvement over the scowl.
"Better than any of the normal people." Toushirou may not shout it from the rooftops or anything, but he'd stopped hiding the fact that he's Numbered after the invasion. His cover had been pretty solidly blown during that time. And he'd just been sick of hiding it, anyway.
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It's tough; he thinks that there are plenty of perfectly normal Numbered people, but to be fair, it's not an insult or a compliment, just a descriptor. And if there's one thing none of them really are, it's truly normal.
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Most people don't get memories and objects from a past life, or supernatural powers. The Numbered do, and there aren't a whole lot of them. They're by definition not normal.
"That's exactly what I mean."
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"We can still be 'normal people' if we're Numbered, though... I mean, can't we?"