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 Posted: Wed Apr 27, 2011 11:49 am
Greg's body gained a small dose of energy from Myra's impact, but not at all what he needed. He smiled softly as his mind went back towards the darkness of his councious once again. Before he finnaly slipped into a peaceful state of uncounciousness, he whispered three words, just barely loud enough for anybody in the room to hear. "Forgive me Myra." And almost immedietly following those words, he fell asleep.
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Posted: Wed Apr 27, 2011 12:03 pm
((. . . man i forgot all about this. What has happened so far?))
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Posted: Wed Apr 27, 2011 12:17 pm
((long story short: snow town is greatly destroyed, the reds are retreating, and the blues are...well, taknig care of red stragglers))
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Posted: Wed Apr 27, 2011 3:09 pm
Yume's eyes fluttered open once more. The tent was now dim and bathed in the shadows of the coming night. Yume gave a soft groan as she pushed herself back against the pillows and pushed upwards in order to prop herself up. After a few moments, she succeeded in pushing herself into a semi-sitting position. She rested there for a few moments in order to catch her breath and possibly prepare herself. As she rested, Yume's eyes searched the darkening room until that fell upon a figure collapsed in a chair nearby. "So he's still asleep..." Yume murmured to herself. "Good, it makes it easier that way..." She had seen how he had looked at her earlier. The guilt in his eyes when had heard of her wounds. She could only guess he had been blaming himself for her injuries...Yume shook her head. For some reason that sounded horribly self-centered. Nonetheless though, as a girl, she still didn't want him to see her wound. It was deep and ugly and would perhaps even scar in the end. It wasn't exactly becoming. Finally, after a few moments of self-preparation, Yume gingerly pulled back the blanket shrouding her lower half, reveling a large bandage on her right thigh. Carefully, she began to expertly undo it, taking care to not irritate the wound. However, what she found under neath was just as she feared. The shrapnel that had originally caused the wound had been successfully removed, that was obvious. Now the would was a raw, swelled mass of flesh and stitches, which almost made her sick to look at. Tears sprang into her eyes as she quickly re-wrapped the wound and pulled the blanket over it before covering her face with her hands to quell her sobs.
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Posted: Wed Apr 27, 2011 4:56 pm
((Not really, Phoenix. Those are only the sensitive females in the Red Army who can't handle fighting a particularly handsome Bluecoat. They aren't "seeing the true colors" of the Redcoat leaders; they're just falling in love with the enemy. xp
And also, Rajeiia's hesitation to kill Phoenix is due to moral reasons... I mean, as per the laws of war, you can't kill someone who has surrendered to you.))
Captain Zeno Angha never excelled at using his wand, and was often very slow and weak whenever using magic. However, he was able to form a shield that knocked the first bullet off-course, narrowly missing him. The second bullet, however, shot into his right thigh and it exploded in pain. This, coupled with the advancing Celeste, caused Zeno to step back, his back now against the wall.
Zeno quickly drew his pistol and shot twice at Celeste's chest as she rushed towards him, hoping to disable her or, at the very least, drive her back.
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Posted: Wed Apr 27, 2011 5:12 pm
((uhuh.... lol, well then, Phoenix was mainly talking so she could get to her knife without Lana noticing; she could just be trash talking the red army to get the Commander angry enough not to notice she was about to attack. Anyways, that chance has passed and let us move on! xd ))
Phoenix continued to climb upwards, fresh waves of pain jolting harshly through her body every time she bumped her legs against the rungs. She was finally able to get to the top. Using what little strength she had left, the girl pulled open the hatch and crawled out; the blinding glare of the sun robbed her of vision momentarily, and as it came back, she was able to see multiple bluecoat fliers giving chase to the retreating redcoats. Vortex was off to the side, engaging in one of the larger ships, but she came instantly to Phoenix's mental call. The dragon landed on top of the large ship and folded her wings, then gently picked her master up in her talons and distributed the General on her back. Before any of the enemy could take advantage of her vulnerability, Vortex took off and dove down towards what was left of the village.
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Posted: Wed Apr 27, 2011 5:45 pm
Greg watched as Yume re-dressed her wounds. It had been a long time since he had last slept as long as he just did. But even as his sleep was only a few hours, it was far to long for his taste. He sat quietly, trying to figure out a way to help Yume, but with no luck. He scanned the room, Myra was already gone. She probably left when he slept. "Yume.." he whispered softly in the quiet room. "Yume, are you okay?" he asked just a touch louder, not changing his position in any way.
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Posted: Wed Apr 27, 2011 7:38 pm
((Sorry...I like being dramatic...Feel free to tell me if I go to far.))
Yume jerked her head up at the sound of Greg's voice. "I-I thought you were asleep..." she said quietly, rubbing away the few tears that had trailed down her cheeks. Yume then looked at him, smiling sadly. "I'm alright...or at least I will be." she finished in a whisper.
Celeste was forced to jump back and take cover in another adjoining hallway to avoid the two bullets that tried to tear through her chest. Luckily, she was able to avoid them for the most part, except for one which managed to graze her right shoulder. She winced in pain, but knew that the injury wasn't too serious. She could continue. The Blue Coat however, was getting desperate. Celeste knew she had hit him. The scent of blood was in the air and his actions reflected an increasing desire to end the battle quickly. Celeste shared that desire. Truthfully, she didn't want to kill that Blue Coat; he was Itaku's comrade after all. She just wanted to drive him from the ship. She remained still in the hallway and waited for the Blue Coat to make the next move.
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Posted: Thu Apr 28, 2011 12:55 pm
Greg shook his head in the darkness. "I had been, but I don't sleep long." He answered into the darkened room. "Is there anything I can do to help you at this point Yume?" he asked
[[soory for lame post, kinda off my game]]
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Posted: Thu Apr 28, 2011 4:07 pm
Yume shook her head. "No, it's okay Greg." she replied. "II doubt that there's much that can be done at this point. Besides, it's not a big deal." she smiled faintly. "I just wasn't really prepared to look at my wound yet I guess."
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Posted: Thu Apr 28, 2011 4:37 pm
Greg frowned and glanced down at his leg, that newly grown one. In the very low light, the leg looked extreamly pale to him against the rest of his skin....I need to make sure that nobody see's them both at once. what happened, happened......He forced himself to stand and walk back over to Yume's bedside, where he kneeled beside her. He smiled lightly, unsure if she could see in the low light like he could. "How bad are your wounds?" he whispered so nobody else would be awaken.
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Posted: Thu Apr 28, 2011 6:24 pm
Zeno Angha gritted his teeth to avoid making noises of agony as he dragged himself, limping, towards Celeste. Zeno held a gun but his hand was shaking. He managed to calm himself to a rate of eighty heartbeats per minute, but he still wasn't fit to go all-out.
As the smoke cleared he still held his gun and was preparing to fire at the Redcoat if she appeared. With another hand he took out his wand and pointed at Celeste, uttering, "Pehwor!" Immediately, a bolt of fire shot at the general direction of Celeste, burning everything near it. Unlike the previous attack, this spell made no smoke. Zeno wasn't going to repeat his mistakes.
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Posted: Thu Apr 28, 2011 9:35 pm
Yume looked down at her lap. "They're...not good. Pretty bad actually." Then she looked back up at him smiling despite tears sparkling in her eyes. "It's funny. I've been in the Blue Coat army since I was a child. You'd think, I'd be used to it by now... but I guess not , huh?" she finished, a single tear trailing down her cheek. "Ah..." Yume rubbed at her eyes, embarrassed. "Sorry...It's seems I've been crying a lot these days, huh?" she murmured, giving Greg that sad smile once again. "Anyway, I wanted to ask, is your leg alright? Maybe it's just the lighting in here, but when you walked over, it looked...unnaturally pale."
Celeste dodged to the side, but not quickly enough. Pain seared through her as the fireball hit her left arm, burning her instantly. The Red Coat girl collapsed against the metal wall in agony, clutching her arm as it blistered. Her guns fell to the floor with an awful clang as she tried her best not to be taken by another flashback. If she did, she would surely kill this man. She was so sick of killing. But she couldn't allow herself to be killed either. Shakily, she reached out a grasped her guns again, and stood up ignoring the screeching pain that ran through her. She took dead aim at the approaching Blue Coat, but didn't fire hoping that he would have second thoughts about continuing this fight.
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Posted: Fri Apr 29, 2011 1:52 pm
Zeno Angha stopped, but continued to aim his gun at Celeste as a counterthreat, in order to prevent himself from being killed. They were each so close to taking the life of the other. If violence was the path taken, then it would only matter who could pull the trigger the fastest--Zeno; holding both a wand and a gun and thus lacking concentration, or Celeste; with an arm wound.
"Drop your gun," Zeno ordered imperiously. "Drop your weapon and we'll both live. Or would you like to see who shoots faster and better?"
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Posted: Fri Apr 29, 2011 3:23 pm
Greg couldn't help but smile...nothing can get past her i suppose.....He stopped laughing and looked at his own leg. "The reason I'm so close to totally exhaustion is because...well...i had to regenerate my body." he said, saying the last part fairly quiet. "I feel no pain from it, but it kinda....has an odd feeling as if it doesn't belong to me." He looked back to her and smiled. "But don't worry about me, I've been through worse" he lied partially
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