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*he looks at the other red robed undertaker spitting some blood on teh ground* im at least taking that girl right there *he points his sword at retra* nothing to gain? I don't think so i can still hear the song and i can hear it from her....

At first Retra’s expression made him think that he did something wrong, but the thought was corrected by what was said in a lower tone. A light smile pulled at his lips. “If you look nerved out it’ll probably give him ideas.” he joked. “The human flail back there excused us right? We should be fine!”. Tegi peered over his shoulder in the direction of the undertakers. The first one was pointing the sword their way and talking, but it seemed like they were following the robed one’s advice. Ranking differences if Tegi had to guess. He looked forward once again, not really paying attention to what was ahead. There where to many thoughts swimming in his skull to allow that. “But if you’re set on getting out of here as soon as possible… well, I guess it would be for the better… “ It wasn't like he could object anyways. Despite dreading what he was in store for he knew that sticking around would only make things worse.

((Sorry I took so long! Since there hasn't been a post in a while I think it would be reasonable to make a move. Seems like it would be kinda hard to dawdle in the courtyard much longer... Anyone have objections to that?))

((Oh, I guess your character does! xD))

Something interrupted the boy’s spacyness, something thumping behind them that he couln’t quite put his finger on straight away. Are those… footsteps? Tegi turned around and, sure enough, the fast paced thuds were coming from the undertakers feet as he ran straight at them. “Well s**t I guess I was wrong...”. He quickly shoved the other two away from himself, attempting to block the the rib shot with his barbs. However, it didn't connect as planned and slid along them, digging into his wrist. The attempt at stabbing Retra’s leg wasn't noticed right away, and he hoped it didn’t hit her too badly.

After Retra came back and attacked Tegi backed away from the undertaker and removed his arm from the blade, holding the newest cut firmly with the other hand. As much as he didn’t feel like fighting the man more it seemed like there was no other option. He looked down at the blood starting to drip down his fingers. No, I can handle this. It’s just like the staged fights right? I just gotta think things through a bit and be more careful. Tegi raised his hand and the fallen crimson returned, rippling haphazardly around his arm and forming serrated edges that broke freely as he tried to decide what to make. But what if we could get out of here? Might as well run it across Retra and see what she thinks… With a flick of his wrist a scarlet lace jumped to the ground and sped tward her, spiraling upward to where it could be seen and forming a quick set of words. Messages weren’t the most fun to make, but they certainly had their advantages. 'If you can follow we can lose him. Nod yes or no.' Tegi watched for her signal peripherally, keeping most of his attention on the undertaker incase he decided to attack.

It was hard to tell what Tegi was more annoyed with: the fact that he was being ignored again, or that the man was painfully easy to read. Rushing up close to the undertaker would complicate his plan and be way too dangerous anyways: another deep cut could kill him. Instead he stood where he was and sent blood slithering tward him at a fast pace, making it leap from the ground to the man’s hand and wrist that were grasping the weapon. Once it was wrapped around it formed a serrated edge and constricted, cutting into the skin more and more. Sure Tegi could have went for the neck and had him slash at his own neck in an attempt to make it stop, but his goal wasn’t to kill. If the man with the golden eyes thought it was a step too far he could give that final slice, it just wasn’t a risk he was willing to take.Tegi held the cut again. It still stung, probably from it being in direct contact with the undertaker’s sword. Heh, you might as well bear with a similar pain. He didn’t know how either of them were even standing with all their injuries from Amilia, all he knew was that if he didn’t get the group out of there soon things would get worse and worse by the minute.

"Well, I..." Shawn began, before the swordweilding guy started throwing knives.
Yeah, you know what?
He set down the plastic tub and stepped back.
"I'm just... going to stand over here... for a moment"
Which was a good idea because some other guy with MORE BLADES appeared.
Maybe I should just... Go now
He was actually starting to feel sick. All of this blood on his STILL EMPTY stomach. He really needed to get something. Biscuit and eggs sounded delightful right about now. Maybe bacon. He could afford bacon.

Seemed like new blade guy actually wanted to stop the fight, though. That was nice of him.
At this point Shawn was in SARCASM mode. Everything else had shut down.

Now they were talking. Shawn listened, but he was honestly trying to keep his stomach from rebelling against the nothing at all that was in it. He looked back at Amilia on the ground. He'd like to do that, pass out right about now. Avoid all of this creepy-as bloodshed.

Oh, were they done? He tried to compose his face into something calm, but his eyes were glazed.
Happy place. Haaaaaapppy place.
"Hmm?" Oh right. He was HELPING them. "Well, The back of the theatre I work in has first aid and benches and some comfortable mats. And we have this" he gestured to the materials, "And I know some basics."
Without thinking- which wasn't his strong suit at the moment- he offered a shoulder to Tegi.
"So... yeah... I guess we should... go..." he said hesitantly, his eyes drifting back to blades guy.
Oh no not ******** this s**t. He swung the tub of medical supplies at the bladeslashing undertaker like it was a club, all the while wondering what the ******** he was doing.
"CAN YOU CRAZY SHITS STOP KILLING EACH OTHER FOR ONE BLOOMING SECOND?! he shouted, his voice tinny with adrenaline and panic. He wasn't even sure what language he shouted that in.
"This way!" He was leaving. They were following, or they weren't. He moved quickly towards the theatre.

((Sorry guys!



I got wrapped up in things!
Where should they go next?

and also, up to you all whether he just shouted in English, Engrish, Japanese, French, Pig Italian, or some bizzare panicked mix of everything))

Retra Smith

Retra was focused on the undertaker until something red caught her eye. It was one of Tegi's messages formed in his blood. After reading his message she was about to nod yes when she turned her gaze back to the undertaker as he laughed and spoke. A shiver went up her spine as he licked her blood of his blade. Ugh ... we have got to get away from this guy she thought. Retra smirked at what he said, " 'Fun' ? The 'fun' is just beginning, " she said as she quickly flipped one of her switch blades and caught it by the hilt. She dodged his sword as tried to stab her. The sword was about to make contact with her waist when Tegi pulled the undertaker's wrist back just in time.



Retra was relieved, but, it was short lived when the undertaker started attacking Tegi. Her eyes widened " Don't you hurt him !," she yelled. She ran over to the undertaker and wrapped her arms around his arm with sword in hand. She held back his arm, restraining it from stabbing at Tegi. " I won't let you harm my friend," she said sharply, she nodded at Tegi, giving him her answer on leaving. She merged her two switch blades in to a 6 in kunai knife. With it she stabbed his shoulder blade,then down his arm and then slashed three deep gashes in his wrist. Retra was surprised when the young blonde prisoner wacked the undertaker with the first aid kit. She snorted a laugh. " Hey, don't tell us ! Tell it to this crazy b*****d. " she yelled back. Retra let go of the undertaker and ran towards Tegi. She wrapped an arm around his waist and pulled him away from the undertaker. " Time to go ! I'll get Amilia, " she said when they came by the tree. She let go of Tegi and picked up Amilia. Amilia was laid over her shoulder, then she grabbed Tegi's hand , leading him as they ran after the young prisoner to the theatre.

" Can't talk now ! A bit busy running away from that psycho with the swords !."she yelled to the new comer.
( I say we get heck out of there ! Everyones being sliced up by the undertaker.)

*in his rage he followed them leaving a trail of blood behind him from his bleeding hand*
(exit)