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 Posted: Sat Apr 07, 2012 9:19 am
He wasn't sure what was ******** wrong with him. Anything else he'd have been able to hit. Usually hitting people, hitting monsters was easy. But this made him feel nauseous, sick to his stomach. She was helpless, she was a victim of the horrific insects. And she hadn't had any Caelius to save her, she was a sickening reminder to him how narrow his escape had been.
There but for the grace of god go I.
He didn't think he'd ever escape these nightmares. They'd stay with him a long long time.
If he lived long enough to relive them.
The bursts of adrenaline weren't carrying him as high and far as they had been, bone tiredness really starting to set in, in a way bandages were no longer working on. He didn't even try to hit her again, just left it up to the people who were stronger than he was, who could endure these hardships when he'd been found wanting.
He slumped back to sit on the sand, utterly spent, fighting back battling waves of nausea and dizziness.
He wished he could look away.
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iloveyouDIE rolled 2 10-sided dice:
5, 7
Total: 12 (2-20)
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Posted: Sat Apr 07, 2012 9:46 am
Bix still wasn't able to do it. Even with everyone's words about giving her rest. He knew they were right but he didn't want what remained of her corpse to be torn to bits. His vision was still blurred from the remains of tears but the action of crying had stopped.
Bix let an arrow fly, barely hitting the reanimated body.
Sssnowflake.
Bix wasn't listening to her. He was mentally elsewhere. Another arrow flew, grazing her body again. His arms quavered. He couldn't do any more.
Damage: 2
Julie's HP: 11
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kuropeco rolled 2 10-sided dice:
4, 2
Total: 6 (2-20)
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Posted: Sat Apr 07, 2012 11:40 am
Sydney's bandages at least made the pain a little less - not that Gale was paying much attention to that. He wanted to keep going, to keep trying, but his legs felt as heavy as lead and his head was spinning.
A voice somewhere above him - familiar and warm.
"Gale? Gale, are you okay?
He knew that voice.
"Eva," he murmured, and slumped heavily against her for a moment, trying get the pounding in his head to stop. Whatever awkwardness there might have been between them was gone now, neither the time nor the place to even consider it. All he cared about was that she was here and that she was alive and that she cared.
His chest ached - for Julie, for Eva, for all of them.
"I'm fine," he said, Gale staggering back up to his feet and swaying unsteadily from side to side. He shook his head, as if to clear it - which only served to make him more dizzy, a bit of blood sliding down his face. But he felt a little better, thanks to Sydney, and now he turned and looked at Eva clearly, his fingers reaching out and gripping her hand.
"Are you all right?" he asked - almost demanding, pain and frustration etched in every line of his face. "Are you okay? Are you hurt?"
[ HP: 10/50
Damage: 0
Charge: 3/3
JULIE HP: 11 ]
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Posted: Sat Apr 07, 2012 12:28 pm
She tried to support him as best as she could, awkwardly tucking Chara under one arm and pushing herself to her feet when the boy stood up. She gave his fingers a light squeeze, her brows creasing and her lips pulling into a concerned frown. If only she had noticed sooner, then...!
"I'm okay," She assured him, her tone reassuring, "Don't worry about me, I'm fine. But you're..." Pressing her lips into a tight line, Eva pat through her pockets with her free hand in search of something--anything that she could use to wipe away the blood. In the end, she settled for finding a clean spot on her scarf to dab at Gale's face, her expression grim. He needed medical attention.
That being said, a lot of the trainees needed medical attention. However, with everyone having already used up their bandages and their weapon abilities...what could be done? There was also the...the matter with Julie to settle first, and many people still seemed too hesitant to move.
Eva was looking conflicted as well, but for a somewhat different reason. "...I can heal you if...I managed to charge up Chara," She spoke slowly, her voice soft, "But the only target right now is..." Her grip on Gale's hand tightened slightly.
Could she do it? Would she feel right doing it? She had already struck out at Julie once, but this was...HP: 50/50
Damage: --
Julie's HP: 11
Charge: 1/3
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bobaTJ rolled 2 8-sided dice:
6, 7
Total: 13 (2-16)
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Posted: Sat Apr 07, 2012 1:07 pm
Emma's face twisted. The horrors that had occurred were worse than the death pony, worse than the average body lying around the field. Where Emma had been certain that she could remain impersonal, a tool... but this was someone she knew; even worse, this was someone she worked under. This was a girl she was meant to respect... standing, reanimated, int he center of the room. The Moon hunter felt like she might cry.
People she'd known had died before, of course. Car crashes, kicked by horses... but not like this. She hadn't had to see it happen.
No, they were right. Poor Julie deserved her rest. This was more suffering than her death had been. Zothikos flew from her hand, spikes extending, and smashed the poor un-dead girl across the face. The crunched made Emma feel like she may vomit. She had never felt such a knot in her belly.
<< You signed up for this. This is the plight of the Hunter. >>
Emma sighed deeply and set her jaw. Yes, it was. ...but she had been expecting to die here, no to suffer watching the others killed.
HP: 40/40
Damage: 3
Charge: 0/3
Julie's HP: 8
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Posted: Sat Apr 07, 2012 1:21 pm
Jerry couldn't watch, his face screwed up as he lowered his head to hide behind Roar's quills. They hadn't heard back from their superiors... they knew nothing. Sure she was... was in bad shape but... but there was still hope, right? She was a Hunter, not... not... not the enemy. This was different. This was wrong. His shoulders shook. Just breath. Just breath it would all be over soon...
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Posted: Sat Apr 07, 2012 3:54 pm
"THIS WAY GUYS."
Allan's timely arrival came with another swarm of insects, this time, double the amount of the last, the sand furious churning with the presence as they snapped at the Fear shields, fueled by the dead carcasses of-
- "Hurry up!" The Sun leader's shout was practically a roar, a blast of light not only paving a path for the trainees out but also knocking Julie's body back to the ground. It didn't move as insects began to leak out of its ears, mouth, joining the swarm. A swarm that kept on growing now, multiplying, enraged by the offense, by its near-perfect trap. It had the advantage in Fear and numbers and proved it now, swarms piling upon each other, covering the expanse of the tent.
Another blast of light. "Keep on moving, don't look back!" Both his hands were gripped tightly on the handle of his sword as he pressed it against the sand. The sword began tracing a thin line of white, slowly, steadily. A portal.
But something was wrong, after almost twenty hours practically moving non-stop, the Sun leader was practically drained. His weapon flickered for a second, just a mere second, as the ground continued to bubble, the sand more alive with black and browns, glistening sharply in contrast to the normally dull texture. There was a roar as the tent collapsed behind them, both the tents, until there was nothing left of that camp, just the sand, the trainees, a small protective barrier that was fading fast and-
- The Sun Division leader straining his weapon forwards as the portal was completed. The insects were beginning to bite, sting, claw now, onto their weapons, their legs, anything they could find that was sturdy, a couple at a time, still manageable through sheer panic.
The trainees did not even need to be told the second the portal was completed. Run. Don't look back. Move forward. They didn't have time to hesitate, the insects, mounds of them practically swarming at their feet, the ground buckling and shaking in waves, everything unstable. Even the sky itself seemed to turn a sickly dark black - not black from the night but from a massive approaching swarm, a humming and buzzing that blinded all else.
The body that had been Julie's lay on the ground, lifeless, one hand twitching slightly, oddly, standing up again like a deranged puppet, the conductor.
And through the chaos, just as everything turned practically pitch-black with buzzing and shrieking and live hunger, clawing and scratching at the trainees, they could see a brilliant white sword lunge forward-
- Cutting all the marionette's strings once and for all.
Nothing else mattered, flecks of sand mixed with black, greys, blacks, white, black, someone was yelling, shrieking chaos again, until -
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