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 Posted: Sun Oct 22, 2006 12:53 am
"I didn't call you out here. Why would..." She stood up quickly, also scanning the forest, defensive. "This is not good timing. What hit you?"
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Posted: Sun Oct 22, 2006 12:55 am
Reeve, oblivious, sits in the main room, sipping his tea.
"Name: James Remius. Age:23. Family: Daughter, Sara, 10. Wife, Elizabeth. Deceased. Patrol: Cell block C..."
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Posted: Sun Oct 22, 2006 12:58 am
Seph tried moving his hands now. "D.. Darts. Needles.. I don't know." He closed his eyes, trying to use Byakougan. No good right now. "Something sharp.." He breath began to slow, and he quickly calmed himself. "Poison."
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Posted: Sun Oct 22, 2006 12:58 am
Takehiko awoke after quite some hours of sleep inside the room he had been directed to the other day. How long had he been asleep for? Takehiko hadn't a clue, since the watch he'd been using to tell time had broken in a certain incident some weeks prior to even finding out about the academy. Sitting up in his bed, Takehiko looked around his room with one half opened eye, a grogey haze covering his vision and making every color all around blend togeather. Placing the palms of his hands against his eyes, he would wipe the dry mucousy crust that had formed on the lashes and corners of his lids, and start to fully open his eyes. It wwas a bit too bright, it hurt his head, but his pupils quickly narrowed. It only took a few seconds befor he could sit with his eyes open all the way, but even so the patches benieth his eyes were a bit puffy.
Eyes half closed, Takehiko let out a yawn as he placed his hands in his lap. Slowly, he would turn his body so that his legs would hang over the side of the bed, his feet touching down upon the floor with a lite clicking sound as metal links touched one another. He took a moment to muster up the will to stand, and found that his legs were feeling lazy today. Perhaps some drilling would help to stretch him out a bit? Takehiko noticed how large the main room had been, that might be the perfect place to do a short drill to get his blood pumping.. Of course, Takehiko was always shy to drill around people, he would first check to see if anyone was there, and if not then lucky him.
Standing, at this moment, Takehiko would take a few steps, adding a yawn to the grogy expression upon his face. These steps carried him over to his satchel, where he would lean down and unhinge a leather strap that kept his weapon in place. Takehiko really didn't know what to call it, but it was a combination of two weapons, the first being a baton, outwardly. But when the scabbard is twisted, it can be removed to reveal a Ninja-to. A shorter straight edged sword, longer than a wakizashi, shorter than a katana at about twenty three inches.
Slipping this weapon into the strip that he used as a belt, Takehiko would offer another yawn. He felt a little bit more awake at this point, having been moving around a little, but it was just not enough. Pushing himself into a standing position again, Takehiko would slide open the door to his room, closing it behind him as quietly as he could. From there, he would walk down the hall and take a peek into the main room.
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Posted: Sun Oct 22, 2006 1:02 am
Nyl turned to look at him, pulling a dart from his back quickly and looking at it. She dropped it almost instantly. "I recognize this. It's not poison...at least, not deadly. But I know those markings."
Two more darts were fired, both of them aimed for Seph as well. These were designed to explode on impact. Small explosions, because they were small darts...but still.
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Posted: Sun Oct 22, 2006 1:08 am
The darts embedded in his back, since he was practically frozen in place, and did what they were supposed to. The explosions threw him onto his front, faceplanting on the porch. His eyes widened, the darts taking two large chunks out of his back. If they had just caught on fire, he'd be okay, but Seph was still vunerable to explosions he didn't control.
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Posted: Sun Oct 22, 2006 1:12 am
Takehiko, not seeing anyone in particular inside the main room would offer a bit of a tilt from his head in confusion. Maybe it was the wrong time of day for people to be.. awake.. Takehiko had no problem with no one being her,e after all, it was what he'd been looking for in the first place. He decided, despite feeling a little silly, to step into the center of the room. The motions which carried him at this point weren't exactly fluid. They seemed sluggish, sleepy. Takehiko needed to stretch himself out first, so as he got to where he wanted to be, he would cross the right arm over his chest, his left arm hooking up to pull upon his right elbow with the forearm. He would repeat that process with the left arm being pulled, and with move to the back. He would lean down and touch his toes with his fingertips, and instantly from that position, he would extend the right leg out to the side, bending the leg and pushing down upon the right leg to stretch the ham string and thighs. He would also repeat the process for the left leg.
Springing back up into position, Takehiko would throw two quick jabs into the air, his fists moving in quick blurs of black and white. He wasn't wearing his weights at the moment, as those were still in his room, so he was moving at his unfettered speed. As his fists return to him, the arms would spring into a flicker-style stance, the forward arm moving back and fourth in a butterfly-like motion, while the supporting arm would remaine loose, but bent. When he heard something outside. Explosions?
Takehiko quickly stopped what he was doing, completely freezing in place. What was going on? Curiously, Takehiko would trot over to the front door. The jarring sound to his ears from the two popping explosions had startled him awake, causing adrenaline to pump into his system rapidly, it seemed that he wasn;t going to have to drill to wake himself up. Pushing the front doors open, Takehiko took a look outside to see what was going on.
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Posted: Sun Oct 22, 2006 1:13 am
Nyl caught Seph on his way toward faceplanting, lowering him a bit more gently to the ground instead. She looked in the direction the shots were coming from.
"Well. Took you long enough, Nyl. Though I can't imagine you've been expecting it." There was a girl sitting on the railing at the end of the porch. She appeared to be much younger than Nyl was, but didn't speak or act like it. "Do you prefer it this way, then? That we target the rest of them first, and save you for later?"
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Posted: Sun Oct 22, 2006 1:14 am
Jak opened his eyes and tore them away from the couch and too the outside where he picked up the small explosions. The cat yawned, stretched, and then hopped off the couch and walked outside.
" Nyaow...? "
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Posted: Sun Oct 22, 2006 1:14 am
Reeve breaks off his analysis and dashes outside.
"What the..."
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Posted: Sun Oct 22, 2006 1:16 am
The girl grinned sadistically. "So many more start coming once the explosions sound." She fired several more of the paralysis darts at the newcomers, laughing.
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Posted: Sun Oct 22, 2006 1:17 am
Reeve rushed past Takehiko as he practicly flew out the door outside. Takehiko was slightly bedazzled by how he was almost trampled, he'd taken a few steps to the side though when he heard very fast running so as to avoid any collisions in the process. Taking note from Reeve and how urgently he exited the building, the situation was probably not a very good one, and since Takehiko didn't want to seem like a totaly uncaring heartless b*****d, he too followed suit and stepped outside.
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Posted: Sun Oct 22, 2006 1:18 am
Jak heard the darts whistle through the air and easily dodged the ones thrown at him. He landed, turning at the girl with an hiss.
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Posted: Sun Oct 22, 2006 1:19 am
Seph grit his teeth, slowly moving his hands to the porch, holding his own weight. He finally got Byakougan up, taking a deep breath. "Who.. is that..?"
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Posted: Sun Oct 22, 2006 1:20 am
(( dammit, I gotta sleep eventually...))
Reeve dodges in classic Matrix style, swearing. Conall opens fire on the girl from the window, trying to wound, not kill.
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