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 Posted: Sat May 24, 2008 8:11 am
"I'll remeber that" he said. he looked at his injured leg. "I find it odd thought...I can morph my body to look like anyone or to make a weapon, yet I am unable to heal myself" He said.
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Posted: Sat May 24, 2008 8:23 am
"I was told by an old friend once that some of us were made like that." Said Aeulia, "Like, when we were built, we were collected into catergories or something. I never liked the idea. It meant that because I'm more of a medical person, I shouldn't fight. So... I learnt how to regenerate things that would help me in battle, like wings and claws. I was at the hospital this mourning to pick up some atonamy books for more research into that."
She ran her fingers through her hair, picking out debris.
"I guess a lot has happened since this morning though."
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Posted: Sat May 24, 2008 8:32 am
"yeah...alot" Dimitri said.
Altair woke to a knock on his door, he had fallen asleep. "sir...private jhonson with the infomation you requested sir", Altair got up and opened the door, grabbed the file folders and set them on his desk and started to go throught them, attached were pictures of the experiments, before and after, wow...the things they did to make a perfect solider... he thought, some had only slightly noticable changes, others look completly different. He found the file he was looking for "here's my shapeshifter" he muttered, he sat on his bed and started reading the file. 'Another stranger me' by Blind Guardian came on his stereo as he read throught the details.
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Posted: Sat May 24, 2008 8:45 am
((G2g, I willbe back later biggrin ))
Now is the time. Ask him for help.
"Dimitri, I need to ask for your assistance with something." Implored Aeulia. She did not wait for a response, fearing it might not be an affirmation, and continued on.
"I believe... That we don't have to suffer like this everyday, hounded by the authorities and hunted by people who fear us. And I think the only way we can ever escape this vicious circle of fighting, grieving and fighting is to band together, all of us prototypes, and stand up united for ourselves. But... I'm not sure how to go about it. So will you help me? With enough firepower under our belt, surely the army and special ops will leave us alone, and we'll be able to make a new life for ourselves that doesn't involve being a fugitive."
Aeulia burned with embarrassment as she felt hot tear prickle at the corner of her eyes. Not now, dammit. She thought, and wiped them away.
"It's not just us that are affected by all this war. Please, think of all those innocents who died in the hospital earlier. They've never done anything to us. Most of us are in the same boat, and yet we stay seperate, coming together only to fight."
Silence followed her statement for a while, as Aeulia pleaded silentely to herself that she wouldn't cry infront of him. The deaths of the innocents had affected her more than she would admit.
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Posted: Sat May 24, 2008 8:53 am
((k))
Dimitri looked down at the ground in thought. "it makes sense...if the militry didn't want us as bad as they do...I've killed enought officers to know there orders...any means nesscary...dead or alive...they won't give up so easy...it most likely just end with unnessacary bloodshed...I do what I can to keep the civilans out of the way but sometimes...there is no stopping what happens" he said, his eyes remaind focus on the ground.
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Posted: Sat May 24, 2008 1:02 pm
((Sorry guys I have to leave this RP I wont be online for 5 weeks >.> and I'll most likely be behind on this =P lol byyyes ^-^))
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Posted: Sat May 24, 2008 3:12 pm
((Aww, bibi, will miss you!))
Aeulia nodded. Somehow, she felt he was avoiding her question. It was only natural- Killing was obviously a big part of his life; evident from the way he thought to the way he spoke. Though she'd only known him today, she could almost imagine the kind of backdrop his life was bathed in: Blood. Dimitri had probably seen too much, stained his hands too many times, seen death so often that even having the slightest bit of hope for a world without it would drive him insane.
"It's ok," She said, "Really. You don't have to agree. I can't stop you- to be honest, I'd be suprised if anyone could."
It was sad, that their paths had to cross so suddenly, and then move away again. But it had a bittersweet quality to it too- Aeulia knew that they would meet again.
"I understand why you say this, but I have to hope for the future. I have to believe it's possible, because if no-one else does, then there really is no chance of it ever happening."
She looked at him again, and smiled.
"I hope we meet again."
And she did. She wanted to prove to this man that it was possible to stop the fighting, to save the innocents. Because she had to be certain it was. It was in her personality.
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Posted: Sat May 24, 2008 10:24 pm
The Illusionist walked through a pack of trees to find the two from before over near one of the benches in the parks. He didn't waste much time walking over to them and smirking.
"So, you too?"
He looked at the bloody mess that was the shape shifter and shook his head.
"What did I tell you about getting hurt? Well, i don't have my tools so i can't help you. I'm sure you'll survive, maybe."
He looked over at the other one and smiled.
"And you. Explain to me why and how they gave you those things? Do they serve any purpose other than making you look like you don't belong?
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Posted: Sun May 25, 2008 12:15 am
((really sorry to hear that sanji, I'll be removing your profile now I guess))
Dimitri looked at the illusionst. "forget it, she patched me up, I'll be fine in a bit" he said, he stood and limped off. He had a idea of how to stop the military from hunting them which fitted in perfectly with his creation, kill the man in charge and take his place, give new orders to pull back. He knew what he was about to do was suicide, then again that's what he was made for, suicide missions.
Altair read throught the other folders finding the one on the bird girl, turned out she could create limbs and reasoned she had made herself wings. He found a file on a illusionst, along with one that could revive the dead under his command.
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Posted: Sun May 25, 2008 1:24 am
((Err... What thing? I assume you're talking about the wings, which she cut off waaay back.))
Aeulia watched Dimitri limp off, slightly worried. Hopefully he wouldn't do anything too stupid before they met again. However, right now she had a more immediate concern.
"You mean those wings I had earlier? That's my power- regeneration. I can grow limbs if they're cut off. But I researched atonomies and other such things until I learnt to grow special limbs that help me in battle; like claws and tails." Aeulia paused, and looked over at the new man coyly.
"I can also grow them on other people. So if you ever feel like flying, ask me. I'd recommend it."
She sat forward. Though the first person who she'd asked had declined politely, she wasn't going to give up.
"So what's your power then?"
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Posted: Sun May 25, 2008 1:34 am
((hehe...she dosn't want him to do anythiing stupid but that's exactly what he's gonna do))
Altair went for a walk around the base to get some fresh air.
Dimitri limped heading for the faculity he had only months ago escaped, he changed to a solider, and using the memories of the gurad placements began sneaking into the base.
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Posted: Sun May 25, 2008 1:49 am
((XD Uh-oh... You can't kill off the main charactor this early, can you? razz ))
Whilst waiting for the new man to answer, she looked in the direction of Dimitri's limping. He'd disappeared awful fast...
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Posted: Sun May 25, 2008 2:00 am
((he's not gonna get killed off, as well he isn't the main character, thought it may look that way at times, the story is about all the prototypes))
Dimitri moved amazinly swiftly despite the leg brace, he stopped behind the building that houses the trucks jeeps,and other various military veichiles. He removed the brace his leg felt much lighter now and he moved faster then before. He was going to make a quick stop before heading to the head office.
Altair was walking and saw something move by really fast, suspicious he took his pistol out and flicked the saftey off, he took a walkie talkie off his belt. "security units, we have a possable breach in sector 292, I am investigating, will request reinforcements when required" He put the walkie talkie back and went over to were he had seen the movement.
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Posted: Sun May 25, 2008 9:00 am
The Illusionist smiled.
"Fly? No thanks. I could just make it look like I was flying. My power is illusions, though they aren't full proof. You remember the beasts from the battle? That was me."
He smirked.
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Posted: Sun May 25, 2008 10:23 am
Ah, so he was on our side then, Thought Aeulia.
"I guess I owe you then." She smirked back, "But before I can pay you back, I need one more favour from you. But please don't feel obligated to accept it, because..." She floundered briefly, then found the right words to say, "it's your choice."
The answer he'd given instantely told Aeulia quite a lot- as most people, including her, wanted to fly not because of the technical and tactical benefits, but because of the feeling of rushing through the clouds on a sunny day, of seeing the rest of the world shrink away as she shot up high, of the wind in her hair...
But she was getting carried away here. His answer revealed him as a more logical person, prehaps less empathetic than most but what was most important was that he was down to earth, and realistic. He definately didn't strike her as the dreamer type.
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