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 Posted: Sat May 01, 2010 1:13 pm
she said nothing, but kept walking
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Posted: Sat May 01, 2010 1:23 pm
Jarod ran after Myra, jumping onto the motorcycle behind her. His heart was pounding wildly, soaring with hope. If this was the captain, surely she knew what had happened to Emma. Maybe she would let Emma go in exchange for Jarod as prisoner. It was a slim chance, but it was a chance.
Much to Jarod's dismay, his only glimpse of Lana was of the captain climbing up onto a jet. He stared up at her, stunned. He had been so close... All of the sudden, something on the ground caught his attention. It was a picture of Emma, bloodied, dirty, and terrified.
"Where is she?!" Jarod yelled up at the jet, even though Lana was too far away to hear. "What have you done to my sister?!" He looked back down at the photo, tears rising in his eyes. Emma, he thought, imagining her being able to hear him. Emma, honey, I'm coming. Don't worry. Looking up at the bluecoat girl, he whispered, "What kind of monsters are these redcoats?"
((Emma is in Eric's room right now.))
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Posted: Sat May 01, 2010 1:33 pm
((Okay))
Myra threw her dagger to the ground. "Damn! Damn, damn, damn!!" She almost screamed. She took out her gun and shot at the jet but knew it was hopeless. "Come back here son of a b!tch! You killed her! You killed out mother!!" She slammed her fist into a tree and gasped for air. She held back her tears as she looked back at Jarod. "The Redcoats are monsters Jarod, monsters."
Lana laughed as she saw her sister throwing a fit. It was so pathetic. She slumped down in the loveseat on the private jet. She laughed to herself as she remembered the horrified face of her mother before that terrible...'accident'.
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Posted: Sat May 01, 2010 1:39 pm
Jarod looked at Myra, still blinking back his own tears. "Monsters," he repeated. "Monsters." He paused, wondering if he should even ask. "Myra...the red captain killed your mother?"
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Posted: Sat May 01, 2010 1:51 pm
Myra glared at Jarod. She had a hell of a death glare. But then her gaze softened. "Our.....mother. She killed, our mother." She turned around and scanned the sky for the jet.
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Posted: Sat May 01, 2010 1:56 pm
Jarod flinched under Myra's unwavering gaze. "She's your sister?" Jarod asked, eyes wide. "And she killed your--and her--mother?"
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Posted: Sat May 01, 2010 2:34 pm
Myra turned back around and rolled her eyes. "Didn't I just say that?" She said sarcasticly. "Anyways, get back to base. It's getting late. But expect an attack soon. Very soon." She said.
Lana landed at the ocean base and immidiately yelled. "Soldiers! Report to training imidiately! Prepare for an attack in two days!" She Immidiately shot at a dummy and roundhouse kicked it in the face. This time my idiotic sister won't be so lucky. Lana thought with rage as she punched the dummy and ripped the straw out where it's heart should have been if it was real.
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Posted: Sat May 01, 2010 2:36 pm
Kiara watched them leave. what she woulnt give to be able to run fter Trey like that... she kept going to the base so she could put some real bandages on her wound
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Posted: Sat May 01, 2010 2:38 pm
"Yeah, I guess you did," Jarod mumbled under his breath. Turning around, he started walking back towards the blue base, steeling himself for what was going to come next.
At Lana's call, Emma came running. When she skidded to a stop in front of her leader, Lana was ripping the heart out of a straw dummy. "Um...hi?" Emma said timidly. Something was obviously upsetting Lana greatly and Emma didn't want to get on her bad side. "We're going to attack?"
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Posted: Sat May 01, 2010 2:44 pm
Evan came running out "whoohoo! war!!!" he yelled and shot the stuffing out of a nearby dummy. he saw their leader "hey Lana!" he said, waving and shot the dummy some more
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Posted: Sat May 01, 2010 2:47 pm
Emma turned toward the boy who had just sprinted into the room. She mouthed Run, Lana's pissed off! She just ripped a dummy's heart out!
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Posted: Sat May 01, 2010 2:52 pm
Evan shrugged, still smiling. he was never afraid of Lana. come to think of it, he never really remembered being afraid of anything. maybe he was before the accident... he couldnt even remember what that was. his earliest memory was of his parents being burned away by the house fire. he didnt remember being afraid then, but he guessed he probably was.
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Posted: Sat May 01, 2010 2:56 pm
Lana swivled around to the boy and threw her dagger, obviusly aiming for his face but missed by and inch. It slammed into the wooden crate behind him. "Yes, we're going to go to war. In two days." She spat him. "Train, and get the troops ready for one heck of a fight." She said. She pushed past Emma and headed for the shooting area.
Myra sighed and ran the oposite way to the lake by the base. She ran up the steep rocks to the cliff, it was dark so her sillouett was mirrored in the freezing water below. Myra colapsed and started sobbing. The very spot where Lana had murdured their mother. She searched for about two hours not knowing what she was looking for. She stood up slowly and and dove off the cliff, in the safe part of the water. The shock of the freezing water quickly made her wide awake. She swam towards the bank and her shoes were squishy with water. She walked into base soaking wet, and she sluggishly made her way to her room.
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Posted: Sat May 01, 2010 3:01 pm
He didnt even flinch. "Bye!" he said in a cheerful voice
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Posted: Sat May 01, 2010 3:07 pm
Emma stumbled to the side as Lana pushed her out of the way. Watching her captain's retreating back, Emma wondered what on earth could upset Lana so much. Emma shook her head. It wasn't her business. But still... Emma looked at the boy who had just bid Lana goodbye. "Who are you?" she asked curiously.
After a lengthy, contemplative walk back to the base, Jarod stepped through the door and abruptly slipped. Landing on the ground, he looked at the floor, puzzled. It was soaked. "Hello?" he called out tentatively. "Um...did somebody spill something?"
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