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 Posted: Wed Nov 21, 2007 3:00 pm
* When the door slammed closed behind her Ali tried to get the door open again with a slight frantic actions, looking over to Fettel afterwards. If the door didn't want to open then they'd have to blow it away, tapping on the window Ali signalized Ziven to head to the other end of the room and take cover. Turning to Fettel afterwards.* Half a pack of C4, blow that goddamn door off the wall!
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Posted: Wed Nov 21, 2007 3:05 pm
Hearing the commotion outside upset the child. Turning back to Ali, she shook her head, signaling to stop. "May my friends come in if they promise not to do harm?" she asked, not knowing if this would have any effect .. yet after a moment pause, the child nodded her head. Ziven returned to the door and opened it without trouble. "Patience is a virtue." she said calmly, quietly to Ali. "To my friends .. please come in." she said to the remaining group. The child took a look at them but did not do anything else, clearly not wanting them to come close to her but not minding them being there. "Have you anything to say? Do you know what happened here? My friends and I are most concerned, it appears many frightening things have happened." she said as she moved closer - but not too close - to the child, bending at the knees and looking to her with a smile.
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Posted: Wed Nov 21, 2007 3:17 pm
* Fettel leaned in close to Petterson and whispered into his ear once they were inside the room and watching Ziven and the girl.* Bet you five bucks that little b***h is the source of all this crap.* Ali looked over his shoulder at them for a moment, causing Fettel to lean away and instead make sure nothing was sneaking up on them. He could be right, That little girl could be the source of all this. One way to find out.* "Is someone there?"
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Posted: Wed Nov 21, 2007 3:36 pm
Slowly Ziven turned to the man who spoke also, frowing a bit. Despite his lowered tone, it was quite easy to hear him clear across the room, though if it was her ability to hear better because of her ears or if he had really just been that thick to whisper so loudly, was to be determined.
"Bitch is a bad word. Don't say it!"
Ziven's attention quickly returned to the child. "Yes, it is. I am certain Fettel is very sorry for having said such a bad word." she said, she did not take her attention from the young one, noticing that she could feel something. Suddenly the child went limp and fell over. "Young one?" she asked curiously. Suddenly the child sat up again but somehow seemed more demonic, not only did it jump at inhuman speed across the room, its eyes were red and hit hissed.
"GET THE HELL OUT OF HERE!!!!"
The mean spirit .. and the kind spirit .. they were both using this body to speak. Turning to Ali with surprise, she tilted her head looking utterly sympathetic. The kind spirit went to Ali, immediately touching him like before, then disappeared again. "Ali .. this childs body is being used as a vessle to communicate."
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Posted: Wed Nov 21, 2007 3:46 pm
* It was a tough choice, but probably for the best. Ali had never killed a child in his life but this girl had probably endured enough blood and bodies and pain for two lifetimes over the few days. If she had parents then they must've died in front of her, maybe even she were the ones the bodies outside had tried to shield. Lifting up his Machine gun, Ali took aim at her. If they were lucky, killing her would result in the two spirits dying as well and put an end to this nightmare unless...
Without hesitation Ali opened fire and shot a burst shot at her, she might be quick but not even she would be able to dodge a bullet. He made sure he missed her with two shots, a single one though hit her shoulder and sent her falling to the ground. Ali moving quickly and placing his right leg on top of her chest as he aimed the machine gun barrel downwards. Smiling a sinister smirk and with a gleam in his eyes as he spoke again, this of course was an act by a master of deception.* I won't miss this time.
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Posted: Wed Nov 21, 2007 4:54 pm
"Wait!" she cried, fetching one of the vials from her pocket. Slamming it on the ground a few feet away from Ali, the angry presence was drawn to that spot immediately. "Vanquish HIM not the child!!" she cried. The kind spirit grabbed at her own shoulder, falling to the ground in agony. The spirit felt the bullet pierce her own body despite not being attached to it.
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Posted: Wed Nov 21, 2007 5:05 pm
* Ali moved the gun up and towards the summoned spirit, feeling himself flying back and watching in slow motion as the glass shards of the window flew past him and how he could see the ceiling in the hallway before he slammed onto his back, crushing a hand that already lay there.
Fettel raised the weapon as well as Ali was thrown out of the room, a millisecond away from blowing the spirit to kingdom come when he too was thrown back, however he suffered a far worse fate as in mid-air he was scorched thoroughly and at the time he landed he was nothing but a smoking skeleton with a weapon in his lap. Several shots were fired afterwards and the spirit let out a high pitched scream before it exploded into thin air like the one in the library, but the shots didn't stop until all the bullets had run out and you could only hear the clicking sound of Petterson repeating pull of the trigger. He stopped though as he heard Ali behind him.* Tough guy, that clicking noise is getting irritating.
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Posted: Wed Nov 21, 2007 5:16 pm
Ziven covered her ears at the sound but she did not close her eyes. Seeing that everything seemed to have ended well, she let her mind sense who else was there. The small, scared presence was more relaxed now, moving back to her body. Ziven looked between the child and Ali, still in somewhat of shock. Slowly she moved to the child's side, placing her hands over the shoulder, healing her injury. Something was still a bit odd about the child, but she seemed to heal well. "Can you walk?" she asked with a kind smile. Waving her hand over the child, she repaired her battered clothing, clean and like brand new.
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Posted: Wed Nov 21, 2007 5:35 pm
* Ali stepped outside as he heard the other team, smiling slightly. They sounded exhausted yet content as one of them, The Tech marine, spoke to all of them through the ear piece radio.* Did you people pull a plug or something, cause these people creature things just suddenly all fell over dead just now without us harming most of them? Oh and Sir I found some info on a computer that ran on the back-up generators, Two years ago one of their Psychic children went into a rage and killed several workers, they managed to make him fall into a deep sleep and trapped him inside what would function as a cage. Apparently he died two days afterwards of unknown reasons but they decided to keep him in there. Now three days ago, a Dr. Shultz got the idea of shutting that down to provide extra electricity for a experiment involving some kind of super battery. They sent in a few guys that confirmed that the kid was dead and then s**t went to hell in a hand basket, a different report claims that the kid had a sister who was calm and kind but she apparently died when they shut off the power grid on the kids cage. There's also mentioned a girl who was their friend, she might still be around. * Ali glanced over at Ziven and Petterson and then at the staircase, yeah...probably for the best.* We'll meet in the lobby and prepare to withdraw, we'll send in a clean up team once we're back and get this place rolling again under my jurisdiction and regulation.
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Posted: Wed Nov 21, 2007 9:58 pm
Ziven stood and bobbed her head. Looking to the young one, she smiled kindly offering her hand. The girl took it and looked at Ziven with curiosity and hesitation. "Worry not, you are safe."
"No more touch than this, ok?" said the little girl before taking Ziven's hand. "I want my mom."
"As you wish. I am certain Ali can help find your mother." she said cheerfully, taking her hand gently. Wandering through the hall, hand in hand, they came to the lobby, waiting to go.
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Posted: Fri Nov 23, 2007 7:00 am
* Ali frowned as Ziven mentioned to the girl that he could probably find her mother, he probably could but undoubtedly alive or even resembling her mother. By the time they reached back to the lobby, the other soldiers were there covered in blood splatter and with grins upon their faces. They had even covered up the Female medic's face with a shirt. With a slight smirk Ali nodded at them and spoke.* How many?
*The tech-marine looked at the others and then shrugged.* 60-70 perhaps?,they came crawling out of every room after Jackson over there managed to knock over a broom. Luckily there was a tight hallways just a few meters back.
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Posted: Fri Nov 23, 2007 2:52 pm
Hand in hand with the young one, she moved outside with her for some fresh air. "Do you like the hot chocolate to drink?" she asked with a smile
"Yes please!" the child said excitedly accepting the cup that Ziven handed to her a moment later. "How did you do that?!"
"Magic." she replied with a laugh, creating herself a steaming mug of tea.
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Posted: Fri Nov 23, 2007 3:02 pm
* Ali and the soldier took a deep breath as they came outside, finally fresh air instead of rot and dead. Turning towards the Tech-marine, Ali gave him a nod and then clicked the safety on his weapon. The Tech-marine starting to seal the place up.* There's another hour until the chopper comes back, care to tell us who and why you were in there little girl?
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Posted: Fri Nov 23, 2007 3:35 pm
"Greetings." she said cheerfully as others came out also. When he spoke to the child, Ziven could feel the fear from her hearing his words, it was almost tangible. The child tugged on Ziven's dress, asking her to come down. Bending on one knee, she nodded her head several times as the child spoke. "Her name is Marie Catchpole. She does not trust males presently as it is primarily the male spirits which were causing the destruction, whom started it and obviously whom ended it also, for which she is grateful but trust is still lacking." she said simply, nodding her head. Again the girl whispered in Ziven's ear a lengthy tale, taking several minutes. "The cruel spirit was her father, Frederich, he lost his mind when an experiment went wrong apparently .. she was supposed to be here for a visit while her mother went to see a relative far away. She will return soon, she says, though she knows not which day. Frederich asked her to try something for her .. a test .. it seems like an experiment, really, that went terribly wrong. It affected everyone here, that is part of what happened, there is something more, she believes, but she does not know what, does not know how to explain." she said with a nod, looking to the child.
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Posted: Fri Nov 23, 2007 4:43 pm
Where does she live then?, we can drop her off if it's close enough. If not well, we can set her down into the closest town and provide money for her to get home. * Ali narrowed his eyes somewhat at the girl, normally he would but her into a quarantined room for observation but he had bigger things to deal with. The facility for instance.* I don't care if she trusts us or not, I've lost two good soldiers in there and a fantastic medic, that's a total of six kids that won't see their daddy or mom again. The sooner we drop her off the better.
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