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 Posted: Thu Feb 14, 2013 5:56 pm
Retra Smith
Retra was relieved when she heard Tegi say he would help her. He really is a good friend . Retra, with her gaze still on the undertaker, turned an ear to what the young blonde prisoner was saying. What he said seemed to interest Tegi. Some place huh ? Thats good, Tegi and the girl will then be out of harms way she reasoned. Retra felt a small rise of panic. She did not want to fight this insane undertaker herself,but, Tegi was injured and losing blood, and the girl was unconcious. Calmly she said " You go with him ,Tegi. I'll handle the undertaker. You're already badly injured, I don't want you to end up dead. While you guys and the girl make your way back to the prison, I'll do my best to protect you guys from the undertaker,"
Retra divided her switchblade in two. Now she had two, but, slightly smaller switch blades in each hand. She stood her ground as she waited for an answer and to see what was the undertaker's next move.
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Posted: Fri Feb 15, 2013 3:03 pm
(okay didn't want to say it but Lost_all_love28 please stop saying you hurt me without me doing anything when you want to attack me instead of saying making deep areparable slashes across his chest say "goes for his chest with her wings" or something like that please, sorry for the wait life is crazy right now im very sorry)
*he swings up and cuts her wings making them useless blood and then backsteps several feet, then sees she collapses* oh dear what is this *smiling widely* so you want to be my opponent? *sheaths his left sword and reaches behind him and brings out two little throwing knives and throws one at her* lets test you shall we!!! (doesn't have worm eater regular knives)
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Posted: Fri Feb 15, 2013 5:56 pm
Retra Smith
Retra smiled and replied " Why, yes I do,". She dropped down to the ground to avoid the knife that was thrown her way. " Duck !," she cried to the others behind her. Opps forgot I had to protect these guys. Then she took off running towards the undertaker, with her switch blades at the ready. She sliced with one switch blade at his side when she came into close range. " So what is this song you keep going on about ? " she asked as she quickly jumped back a few ways from him. Have to make sure to not get too close to this loony.
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Posted: Fri Feb 15, 2013 7:45 pm
 ~Nao Valentine~~Undertaker~In a moments notice, the throwing knife was struck, a loud clanking noise filling the room. A man in a red robe lined with black and gold string was in the center of the room, blades stretching out of his elbows, from the bottom of his boots, and out from under his finger tips. The man glared at Retra and started spinning in a certain motion making him spin like a top, blades pointed out and spinning at high speeds around Nao. "Try not to get cut girl! This is not the place for you to be fighting back an undertaker!" The boy had exclaimed, his golden eyes seeming to leave a trail as he spun. He was spinning toward Retra who had just attacked a fellow undertaker. Nao would not let this slip by so easily.
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Posted: Fri Feb 15, 2013 9:31 pm
 Retra SmithRetra felt a fierce presents. She turned and saw a man in a red robe coming towards her . She dived and rolled out the way of the attack and then ran back to Tegi and the others. Retra tightly squeezed the hilts of her switch blades, as she stood in front of them and glared at the man in red " Excuse me ?! Your crazy a** friend over there attacked us ! We did nothing and hes trying to kill us just so he can listen to some song hes so hell bent on listening to ! Before you judge a person on their actions you should at least know the reason behind it ! " she said trembling with rage. " Not to mention, two of my friends are hurt because of him ! I'm trying to protect my friends from him !,". Retra tried her best to calm down. " Look, here. I'll stand down ok ? Can I just get my friends back to the prison ?," A thought struck her. Wait.If this guy came to help that undertaker, that must mean he is one himself "... Heh, that is if you're more sane then your friend to listen to me. Are all you undertakers this unstable ? By the way, I barely even touched the guy, but ,as if you would believe a deadman, " she said with a disgusted smile. She was really beginning to dislike these undertakers.If this guy too was a wacko Retra doubted she and the others would get out of this situation alive.But, she wasn't going to go down without a fight.
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Posted: Sat Feb 16, 2013 8:12 am
~Nao Valentine~~Undertaker~Nao snapped out of his spin and started dashing towards the girl as she tried to distance herself. Nao was looking for a fight to wake him up. Nao hadn't had a good fight since he had gotten to this god damned prison. Nao stopped in front of the girl and grabbed her shirt collar, lifting her up a foot or two into the air. A breeze blew into the courtyard, making the foot of Nao's read kimono move with the wind. "Hmm, so you're asking me to let you leave back to the prison, whilst mocking my sanity. You don't know what I have gone through, I can be insane if I so please. I mean this is a prison right?" Nao smirked and tossed the girl toward her friends, his blades sheathing back into his kimono, making it seem as though Nao was not armed. The blades on his finger tips also sheathed themselves under his fingers. "You know, I should kill you and your friends right now. Just look at yourselves, torn down and bloody. Get back to the prison you little runts." Nao turned his back to the deadmen, walking off toward the other Undertaker. "Allow them to leave. We're not gaining anything here, all we're doing is causing the prisoners more pain. Leave them be for now." Nao had told the undertaker in a whisper, while glancing back at the deadmen with his dark golden hues. Nao kicked the ground, sheathing the blades at the bottom of his boots as well. Nao turned back to face the deadmen, and sat down on the ground waiting to see if the girl would leave, or foolishly attack the two Undertakers.
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Moonlight Conversationalist
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Posted: Sat Feb 16, 2013 1:40 pm
Tegi was about to object, but was stopped short by Retra’s warning to duck. He threw up a quick wall of blood instead to block the other two from the shot, and drawing it back revealed that she’d charged at the undertaker. Maybe she could handle it, it was only one undertaker after all. It was a nice thought, but lone be hold another undertaker jumped in. Or rather he spun in. The guy was like an odd mix between a tornado and a flail. Tegi looked back to the prisoners behind him. Should he move them away? The blond prisoner whom he hadn’t caught the name of didn’t look like he was going to move fast enough, and of course Amilia was useless. At the same time Retra would need help. He turned back just in time to catch her. “See? Talking doesn’t always work.” he quipped.
Though the undertaker pissed him off and caused the blood from his back to spark up he stayed put. While it was true that he was probably the worst off he didn’t like being told what to do, let alone be called a runt, it would be suicide to attack the man straight away. God did that disgust him. That and the ‘you don’t know what I’ve been through’ statement that was tossed in. Did he seriously think he was the only one? . “For a person who’s been through a lot it sure seems like you’ve played your cards right! Being a prison dog sounds a lot nicer then being used for other things.” For some reason he was genuinely curious as to who this undertaker was, it wasn’t like he was in any hurry to have his injuries prodded at. That little slice of advice was left ignored.
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Posted: Sun Feb 17, 2013 7:36 pm
Retra SmithRetra wasn't shaken when the man in red lifted her up and threw her on the ground. Shes been lifted like that so many times when she was bullied at her old school, that she was pretty much use to it. Retra just shook her head and smiled. Heh, I don't know what you've been through ? You don't know what
I've been through either, you arrogant b*****d she thought as her switch blades disappeared. Retra stood up and placed a hand on Tegi's shoulder, while ignoring the red man's glance and name calling.Shes been called worst things than 'runt'. " It was worth a try to reason with them.Come on Tegi, I think its best we go now. We still need to take of your injuries and Amilia.By the way thanks for catching me," she said with a small smile. At least hes allowing us to go.Hes more saner then that other guy... Retra faced the man in red and did a slight bow " Thank you for allowing us to go ... " Then she turned back to the others. " Tegi, you may want to hold your tongue. We're lucky that hes even letting us off the hook ... this time,"
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Moonlight Conversationalist
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Posted: Sun Feb 17, 2013 9:22 pm
It seemed like Tegi wasn’t paying much attention, still eyeing up the undertakers. He had so much more to say, some borderline offensive and others stemming from simple curiosity. I guess if I do piss him off I won’t be able to save myself… That was the first strike, the second being that Retra could haul him away pretty easily if he attempted anything verge of stupid. Being seized by the collar was something he didn’t particularly enjoy. “Tch, fine.” Reluctantly the boy complied and turned away, making a mental note to find and pester the undertaker later.
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Posted: Mon Feb 18, 2013 12:13 am
Retra Smith" Good. Now what is this place you were talking about ?, " Retra said as she turned toward the blonde haired prisoner. While waiting for an answer, Retra picked up the unconcious Amilia. I hope she'll be ok she thought worriedly. At least shes still breathing. " Do you need any help walking ?," she asked Tegi.
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Moonlight Conversationalist
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Posted: Mon Feb 18, 2013 1:15 am
Tegi was kind of glad that Retra took on carrying Amilia; he’d probably go crashing down if he’d attempted to carry her to the unknown destination. “Aren’t your hands a little full with carrying sleeping beauty?” he joked, “I’m cut up, not disabled.” He began to walk forward, but after covering a short distance he began to swerve. No I’m fine! He pressed onward, trying his best to keep steady until he was too lightheaded to continue. The nearest tree was taken up as support. Tegi looked back at the group, and despite his carefree semblance the magenta orbs displayed something else, something along the lines of distress. “Okay I take that back, a shoulder is the least I need if things take a turn for the worse.”
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Posted: Mon Feb 18, 2013 1:39 pm
Retra SmithRetra,unconvinced, raised an eye brow as she watched Tegi make a weak attempt at walking. She couldn't help but smile when he finally admitted he needed help walking. Still holding Amilia, she walked over to where Tegi was and then offered him a shoulder. " Its ok to ask for help every now and then you know," she said.
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Moonlight Conversationalist
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Posted: Mon Feb 18, 2013 3:05 pm
“I guess so,” he shrugged, “but it’s better to tough things out instead of being a burden. Why get use to help when it won’t always be there?” It wasn’t meant as an act of stubbornness, it was just the way he was taught. If someone in the group couldn’t pull their own weight they would pull others down with them. Tegi leaned a little against her shoulder and walked beside her, still trying to fend for himself. “Where are we going anyways?”
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Posted: Mon Feb 18, 2013 5:51 pm
Retra Smith" True," she agreed. " But, sometimes, there are times you can rely on someone to be there. You know, you can be a real downer sometimes,". Retra looked back at the blonde prisoner. " I have no idea. Our friend there has yet to say anything," she said answering Tegi's question.
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Moonlight Conversationalist
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Posted: Mon Feb 18, 2013 7:16 pm
“Huh?” Tegi’s head tilted to the side, a bit confused by what she’d said. He laughed a little,“How am I a downer?” He didn’t remember saying anything pessimistic or gloomy, though he didn’t doubt that he could have. With an attitude as inconsistent as his it was only natural. The statement was brushed aside when another, new set of information was given, or rather lack there of. An eyebrow rose, giving an appearance of slight annoyance. “If we don’t know where we’re going then why are we even walking?” He honestly didn’t see the point in walking around aimlessly, and in the back of his mind paranoia was starting to set in. Totting someone unconscious was one thing, but walking around shredded up was the epitome of jumping into shark-infested waters. Sure it was a big sea, but there were sharks nonetheless.
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