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 Posted: Mon Feb 05, 2007 12:37 am
Picking himself up off the ground and with a deceased samurai over his shoulder, Rage had just finished applying heat to his wound and was looking good and ready to get out of this hellhole.
The crow in his pocket was sleeping, and the giant samurai blade was throwing him off-balance. He could feel his marble's power fading... not that it really mattered at this point. He was still able to pack-mule it back to the Firebrand, he figured.
But he wasn't about to go without Owle. And it seemed Owle wasn't about to go without Vahn. And it seemed Vahn didn't want to go nowhere nohow.
Hyooooooo.
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Posted: Mon Feb 05, 2007 12:38 am
"Then come with me, please," Owle begged him. She was wondering why he didn't look at her, wondering why he wanted to walk off again into that void where she didn't hear a word from him. Not now. Not tonight. Please, came the silent thought.
"Even if you have to leave in the morning, please. I'll feel so much better knowing you're safe, and beside me tonight."
She hesitated, then said, "In the Firebrand, I mean..." She didn't want to unintentionally promise something she didn't want to give.
"Maybe this time, you could even stay a while," she ventured. "If you have no place to go."
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Posted: Mon Feb 05, 2007 12:44 am
Normally, an out-of-body experience lasts anywhere from a few seconds to a minute or two. God must have been exercising his sense of humor tonight, because Gareth had spent six minutes with his mind separated from his body.
Gareth: "...dammit, if I have to be up so does he!"
Gareth's incorporeal form forces its way back into the unconscious shell beneath him...and amazingly enough, by sheer force of will Gareth's eyes snap open. Racking coughs seize him as he drags his shrapnel-studded, burnt, and sore body upright. Though he winces with pain as his muscles compress around shards of metal, his charred skin crackles, and he aches with every step, he's just glad that he's still able to walk.
Gareth: Hmm...must've been out because of head traum--
It was then that a common symptom of massive head trauma hit Gareth square in the gut. With little ceremony, the contents of Gareth's stomach emptied themselves on the ground before him. Gagging on the bile, he wipes his mouth and rights himself. He stops his ungainly hobble to examine the puddle of vomit, then continues on.
Gareth: Hmm...guess I need something to eat now.
This goes to show how lucid he is at the moment...that, and the lack of his normal colorful language.
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Posted: Mon Feb 05, 2007 12:46 am
"Nah, nah, not so bad..." he pushed her away a bit and made for the edge of the fountain. The water was definitely making him feel more alive, but that just reminded him that he wasn't a ball of goo living in a world of pain. He had squishy parts. Squishy parts that really hurt right now. Two nights ago Aiolos had cut his right arm open with a dagger.
Yesterday afternoon he'd gotten into a fight with a dragon that had ended with him diving out of a burning helicopter thirty feet above this very spot.
Last night he'd gotten pegged with bits of shrapnel when the ferry they were on exploded, rather than them exploding, in a sheer stroke of luck.
Earlier today in the Casino Alia had kicked him in the balls. Twice. She'd also cut a nice sized gash into his left thigh that was nicely hidden by the black pants that didn't show the blood very well.
He'd crashed a car into a ferry. Then crashed it again into a Gamma. Then crashed it again into a brick wall.
And last but not least, he'd gone a little overboard using his own energy to supercharge Stryphe in the void... he had no control over it, he had no practice with it. It had just all gone at once. He really sucked at this magic s**t... All in all he wasn't feeling too tip-top, but he only had a few specific injuries to deal with. Two gashes, a dozen bruises, a set of blue balls, and a cracked rib or two from that last car wreck. "I'll be fine..." he said, as blood dripped from the corner of his mouth.
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Posted: Mon Feb 05, 2007 12:49 am
She was relentless. Stubborn.
Stubborn... just like...
"Just a while..." He didn't turn to face her as he spoke, both eyes still open as he stared forward.
He could feel Rage becoming impatient and Owle wasn't going to budge anytime soon.
So there'd be no harm in just letting her haver her way for now.
He could vanish when she was asleep most likely.
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Posted: Mon Feb 05, 2007 12:50 am
Lyendi smiled then reached out and picked Eileen up in her arms, "Returning to Base...", she giggled lightly and turned around then proceeded away from the fountain to the nearest hospital so that Eileen's wounds would be tended to . But before she could leave the area entirely she noticed a man sitting with his back against the wall almost asleep, "...". As she walked towards the man it became clear it was none other than the one who disliked her but despite that she knelled down and took a hold of him the best she could. "You can hate me later for this.", and so Lyendi went one step at a time towards teh hospital. Afterwards she would radio in for a pick up, though it would've been better if the circumstances had been different, Lyendi took a liking to the young Lieutenant and the determination she showed throughout the ordeal. Maybe on another mission will they actually fight side by side or perhaps... ...against each other...
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Posted: Mon Feb 05, 2007 12:50 am
"Somehow I doubt that, Mr. Black." Disa wasn't going to take no for an answer. "Sit down, shut up, and let me fix your a**."
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Posted: Mon Feb 05, 2007 12:51 am
Stryphe would smirk, producing a new smoke. Before he lit it, he'd take a step closer to the larger man and hold out both the crop and the orb he'd been requested to deliver.
"I believe these are yours, sir," He said, making note of just how ******** up this dude was. Compared to most, Stryphe had pulled through relatively unharmed. And he gotten free jerky and two slushies.
He'd drop them into Gamma's large hand, then light his cigarette.
"...Just what was her deal, anyways?"
Not long ago Stryphe'd been in the car that was aimed straight for this man, but that was all over now. Stryphe was just curious as to what this guy had to do with that portal, and if he knew at all what had really gone down.
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Posted: Mon Feb 05, 2007 12:53 am
"Thank you."
And she threw her arm around him, a tremendous sense of relief overtaking her as she buried her head in his chest.
Stepping back from the hug, Owle would turn and look at Rage.
"Let's go home."
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Posted: Mon Feb 05, 2007 12:54 am
"So, it's settled," said Rage, chiming in on the conversation. "I've got skeletons to bury and a crap load of stuff to drop off at the bar...."
He briefly wondered if his golden toilet was where he remembered it. He'd scavenge for it later... it'd make a nice addition to the bar, though.
He doubted that Vahn would even stay this time... but, stranger things had happened. Owle had somehow out-stubborned Vahn, so there was hope. And Rage figured as long as Owle was happy he could live with it.
If there were no real objections he'd start the trek back home.
"Let's go home."
"'Bout damn time."
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Posted: Mon Feb 05, 2007 12:55 am
Kanashimi Kurai "Somehow I doubt that, Mr. Black." Disa wasn't going to take no for an answer. "Sit down, shut up, and let me fix your a**." James didn't get up. Not that he wasn't about to, or that he wasn't planning to... he just couldn't. His legs weren't working right now. So he pressed the heels of his hands against the fountain edge and tried to slide himself off of it just to voice his defiance. It didn't go so well, because the gash in his shoulder tore off the adhesive suture strips he'd applied the other night.
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Posted: Mon Feb 05, 2007 1:00 am
Lindy Knightstar Lyendi smiled then reached out and picked Eileen up in her arms, "Returning to Base...", she giggled lightly and turned around then proceeded away from the fountain to the nearest hospital so that Eileen's wounds would be tended to . But before she could leave the area entirely she noticed a man sitting with his back against the wall almost asleep, "...". As she walked towards the man it became clear it was none other than the one who disliked her but despite that she knelled down and took a hold of him the best she could. "You can hate me later for this.", and so Lyendi went one step at a time towards teh hospital. Afterwards she would radio in for a pick up, though it would've been better if the circumstances had been different, Lyendi took a liking to the young Lieutenant and the determination she showed throughout the ordeal. Maybe on another mission will they actually fight side by side or perhaps... ...against each other... "...hai...demo... please wait." She beckoned Anji over, and placed the Rez marble in his hand. "....ano...it might work..." she said, hoping it would. Reality started coming back to the emotionally exhausted woman. There were people that needed tending to. She unclipped her jPhone from her side, and dialed a number. "...this is lt. patterson." A pause: she looked a bit annoyed. She cleared her throat and took a deep breath. "This is Lt. Patterson. Dispatch some emergency medical teams to Barton Town please..." She hung up the phone, and while still being carried by Lyendi, noticed Gareth. She called out to him. "Ano....rest please~! There are healers coming!"
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Posted: Mon Feb 05, 2007 1:01 am
Disa snorted again. Mr. Black wasn't going anywhere until he was fixed. "You men are so stubborn..." She'd heal him anyway. Disa would rest a hand on his shoulder, chanting softly the names of three of the elder futhark runes. She would fire off a couple of cure moderate wounds spells at once and Mr. Black would find himself well on the way to recovery.
Her job done, Disa rose to her feet and started to walk off, calling back to him. "It was a pleasure to work with you and Mr. Epothos. If you're ever in need of assistance of my nature, feel free to look me up, Mr. Black."
If he didn't feel a need to stop her, Ulfdisa Frior would disappear into the surrounding city, Fluffy following after her.
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Posted: Mon Feb 05, 2007 1:03 am
And Owle would leave.
((collapsing into bed now, bye bye all you cool peoples.))
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