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 Posted: Tue May 16, 2006 6:07 pm
Sitin ontop of the building Andine watched as Zzeil was confronted by the new comer with an odd curiosity.
Who's that? and how could we not have noticed her befor when we arived?
I'm not sure but she doesnt have a file in the library.
Leaning back slightly she contemplated interfering with her but decided not to insted she climbed back down from the ledge to keep her self hiden and continued to watch the show, after all if she was lucky some one might actually catch on fire.
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Posted: Tue May 16, 2006 6:08 pm
::Not getting an immediate answer she huffed and turned back to resume the game. She had heard Finn run out of the ally so she didnt make the foolish mistake of turning her back to look down the ally way. Instead she found herself a car and ducked behind that. She peered over and took careful aim. She fired the spray in three short bursts so the fire couldnt come back and explode the can in her face. She ducked again after fireing and took a few deep breaths before laying down on the floor and looking under the car to find where Finn had gone if anywhere. She made sure to keep her flamethrower at the ready just in case::
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Posted: Tue May 16, 2006 6:28 pm
Finn saw her opening, since she wasent behind any cover to begin with she just ran, Zig-Zaging her way closer to the car. Eventualy she was in the center of the street and shot of a short birst of flame in the direction of the car.
And with Finn's luck a car flew by behind her and threw off her aim. Makeing her newest target not Zzeill, But the Gas tank. Finn saw what had happened and made a run for it as soon as she saw where the ball of fire was headed, she did not want to be target for bits of car!
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Posted: Tue May 16, 2006 6:39 pm
::She was laughing at Finn as she moved her way closer. She kept thinking 'just a bit closer, just a bit closer...' when Finn shot her shot. She went to move but saw that Finns aim was thrown off, but being on the other side of the car she didnt know Finn hit the gas tank. She was laughing at Finns bad aim when she suddenly saw Finn take off running. This couldnt be good. She got up and started after Finn, but wasnt quite fast enough. Though far from the car when it did explode she wasnt out of the danger zone and was victim of the blast. She hit the floor and covered her head. When she got her hearing back she looked up through fuzzy eyes. She got up and realized that the coat of her tail was on fire. She threw off the jacket and began to stomp out the flame. She picked up the ruined coat and looked to Finn.:: "You owe me a new coat Finn..." ::She said in a very exausted voiced and she threw it into the nearest trash can. She had barely noticed the cuts caused by the flying shrapnil(sp?) that were now present on her back as they began to bleed through the shirt.::
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Posted: Tue May 16, 2006 6:48 pm
Finn hit the deck when the Car exploded, the majority of the debrie missed her. All she had was a bit of meirror that decided her arm would be a nice place to embed itself. Finn ripped it out carelessly and tossed it asside, adrenalin acting as her only pain killer.
She rushed over to Zzeill and looked her friend over, instantly going into panic mode. With Zzeill being as underweight as she was there was no way she was going to be able to loose too much blood. When Zzeill tossed her trench coat aside Finn dove in the empty trash can after it and began ripping it to useable shreads.
"YOUR BLEEDING!"
She screamed as she flailed about trying to get Zzeill to let her bandage the bleeding cuts on her back with the shreads of coat.
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Posted: Tue May 16, 2006 7:01 pm
::She watched as Finn dived in after the burnt coat and huffed, unaware that she was bleeding. When Finn screamed she tried to look at her back which she quickly gave up as a lost cause. She reached around her back and started to feel for the peices of metal and glass, pulling them out of her back and letting them drop to the floor. Each time Finn tried to get close and bandage the wounds she just waved her off to continued picking at her back. She knew she coulnt get them all and walked over to the sidewalk to sit down. She ploped on the walkway and finally let Finn attack her back with torn peices of her jacket, which she kept reminding herself that Finn owed her a new one...hope Finn had a job. She leaned a little bit forward to allow the bandages to find all of the wounds. She just sat there and sighed, complaining every now and then about pains that finally registered::
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Posted: Tue May 16, 2006 7:07 pm
When Zzeill finaly concented to Letting her tend to her back she made sure that she found every cut and scrape and bandaged it up real good. she even got out all the Glass and bits of mettal that Zzeil was unable to get to. Eventualy she fineshed and looked about for what was left of the coat so she could tie up her own cut, with no sucsess. Oh well she would live.
"Now! I guess we get outta here before the cops show up... I guess play time is over."
She said, sounding much like a defeeted 10-year-old as she picked up the remaining cans of hairspray as quickly as she could. She was outta there as soon as she had all the evadence she could carry.
((:: Poofvanish to where ever: smile )
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Posted: Tue May 16, 2006 7:15 pm
::She would wince everyonce in a while as Finn had to dig to get certin peices. She stood again when Finn was done and stretched a bit to make sure the bandages werent going to come off anytime soon...she would fix them later at home. She crossed her arms as Finn scrambled to get up the cans of hairspray:: "I dont hear any coming this way..." ::she said as she listened into the distance. The heat of the flaming car was starting to get on her nerves so she started down the street at a walk. She was mad that she had no coat anymore and it would probably be a long while before she got a new one. She looked at Finn with her arms of hairspray and shook her head:: "You had to go blow up that car didnt you?" ::There wasnt much anger in her tones, only indifference as she delt with loseing her coat and being cut to bits by the car explosion::
(exit to junkyard)
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Posted: Tue May 16, 2006 7:26 pm
Patches paused for a moment. 'I'm uhm... oh, there you go again..." she stamped her foot. People in this town were tough to get the attention of. She cracked her knuckles and back and looked for something to throw when she heard the sound of the gas tank catching. Nerve endings went off like high voltage as she lept back up to the top of the building and ducked. Then she waited. Then the sound caught up to her, almost puncturing her ears with her fingers.
"Ow ow owow ow ow ow!" she growled, standing up. She dusted herself off and straightened her bag. She looked over the ledge where the two were patching each other up. "Guess I was wrong about them." she sighed sadly. She plopped down with a huff, then suddenly lept up. She couldn't wait to see the anger at the people who lost the nearby cars.
Patches leaned over the edge of the building and memorized the faces to the best of her ability. Listening to the sounds of people screaming, she savored it like grabbing the last bite before leaving a resturant. She wanted to do something.
She dropped back to the sidewalk. Jumping up and down was getting old. She wanted to play something fun, like tag. So she started off after the arsonist pair, whistling "the merry-go-round broke down..."
[Exit to junkyard]
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Posted: Thu May 18, 2006 4:28 pm
'walking through the streets she wore a very long deep green dress. It fluttered behind her as she walked, none too gracefully.' everyone smells so wonderful here... 'she breathed in the night as she ducked her head low to try to avoid too much contact.'
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Rikku de Lioncourt Captain
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Posted: Sat May 20, 2006 9:22 am
Blissfully unaware of the happenings in the High Rise district, she was stood on the edge of a building, overlooking the city. She was still in the same attire from the night before - the corsette slightly bloodstained but since it was red, it wasn't obvious. A little troubled by the events of the night before, she could still taste Lycan blood. And it was unnerving. Just what had that Lycan tried to do?!
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Posted: Sat May 20, 2006 9:29 am
::Haveing woke from her nap in the Park she had made her way back to the scene of the crime that Finn and her caused a night or two before. She looked about silently and sighed. Where was everyone? The streets seemed even more dead then they were when she had left a few months back. She walked down the main streets and growled at the late nighters who made fun of her outfit. A Top hat and long balc coat over plain clothes. She stopped at a street corner and waited for the light to tell her to walk again::
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Rikku de Lioncourt Captain
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Posted: Sat May 20, 2006 9:36 am
Lowering herself down so she was sat on the edge of the building, she gazed upwards. Her finger ran over her lip subconsciously. She wishes she could get rid of the aweful taste..
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Posted: Sat May 20, 2006 9:41 am
::Getting tired of these streets and their stupid walk signs she backtracked and went into an ally way, sure as not to let anyone follow her. She made sure no one was about then climbed up the wall of one of the buildings. She climbed over the top and stood, busting herself off then streching slightly. The strech irritated a place on her back where a cut was and she tried to scratch at it. She looked like an idiot while doing this though and eventually got the itch to go away. She looked around the roof tops and the neighboring ones as well with little intrest.::
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Posted: Sat May 20, 2006 11:47 am
'she walked through the streets, heading toward a bench and sat down, watching everything that moved, though not really being where she was. She was daydreaming, as she had done before her turn.'
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