She made broken look beautiful and strong look invincible. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━
The smile on Ridley's lips grew as her comment warranted a chuckle from both Cecil and Azura. "Well, my face might not be pleasant to look at, but at least I can make you guys laugh still. That counts for something, right?" She joked, a short and slightly breathless laugh leaving her lips. Clearly none of this was dimming her spirit. In all honestly, she'd been through much worse, all alone. Despite everything it was a nice feeling to have accomplished such a great feat together as a team. It made them all stronger and brought them all closer. A few moments later and Adam joined their little party, making a comment in her cheerleader joke. Her smirk grew, her face lighting up though it was partially concealed by the fabric she was holding to the right side of her face. She propped herself up on her elbow to look at him, a pained expression crossing her face for just a moment. "Only the best." She teased, winking playfully at him before letting herself rest back on her cot.
Ridley had been content to lie there and listen, possibly until the doctor was available to treat them, considering it was rather painful to sit up. However, noting the change in Adam's voice, she sat upright much quicker than she should have. She winced as a sharp hiss of air left her lips. But she otherwise brushed the pain away, turning her golden gaze to Adam and the rather broken expression on his face. She didn't like seeing him like this, especially seeing how he was blaming himself for something that was completely put of his control. Granted, Ridley was guilty of that herself, but it was easier to see things clearly from this perspective. She let Azura and Cecil speak first before pushing herself up straighter so she could look at him head on. Grimacing slightly, she kept her right hand pressing the cloth to her face while her other clutched at her torso. "Adam, we were all running into a situation we knew very little about. Cecil and I were already injured. We were outnumbered. You took out more of the bandits than any of us. We would likely all be dead without you. You should be proud." She told him, offering him a gentle smile as he turned around to leave.
Ridley waited for him to leave before collapsing back onto the cot and letting out a long breath. She was worried for Onyxia, but had a good feeling about it. The girl was tough. She would pull through this, of that Ridley was sure. She was quiet for a moment, before turning her head slightly to look at Cecil, the smirk returning to her lips. "Hey Cecil, I think I like your voice better this way." She teased, laughing softly to herself. Maybe she shouldn't tease him about such things, considering what they'd just been through. However, the jokes made things easier for her to cope with and she qasn't always the best as realizing where she should draw the line. She let out a soft breath, going quiet again as Azura offered her own assistance. "You know, you're a real peach, Azura. I don't know what we'd do without you." She stroked her chin thoughtfully with her freehand as if debating what she might need. Honestly she couldn't think of a whole lot. She thought she might be hungry, but the pain had stolen her appetite. Really she just wanted to sleep, but she figured she should wait until her injuries were treated.
━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ She walked with the universe on her shoulders and made it look like a pair of wings.
Chuckling she winced hard, the muscles tender from the surgery. "Black and red dye. My hair is white like snow, same as my sister." Looking up to the roof, taking a small breath before looking at Adam again. "I have a twin. She’s my last blood relative, our father died at the battle for Atlas. Her name is Jessica Morrison, Team MINC." Taking off her mask, showing her scarred face. "She'll look like me, shorter white hair though." Placing her mask back on, giving a small nod. "I'll be around. Going Solo doesn’t mean I’m gone. Someone will have to check in on you." Violently coughing and wincing as she adjusted her seating arrangement. "Keep a secret, before the fall I was a Captain in Atlas Black Operations unit. Obviously not long enough to make a great career with Atlas ending." Moving to be more comfortable she winced as nothing felt comfortable. "I was a breacher since I could open metal up." She wasn't some super being, she was attacking what would have caused the most harm over all. "Hey... snag a piece of the mech? Sorta a trophy. I don’t know if they kept bullet though."
He chuckled as he didn't actually know she died her hair. "Not gonna lie. I didn't know it was for real dyed." he snickered hurting his ribs a bit. "You're a twin?!" he asked surprise. "You're telling me there's someone walking around with a skull for a face?!" he joked. He crossed his arms and faked irritation. "Check in on me? Are you saying I can't take care of myself? I'll have you know that I brush my teeth 3 times a day, eat three square meals, bathe myself and wake myself up every morning." he smirked. "I also, drink milk and eat my vegetables... ok. I'll drink milk only if cereal has been in it. And I'll try to eat my vegetables." he admitted with a laugh; once again hurting his ribs. "I can keep a secret like water sticks to oil." he snickered. He listed to her speak and found out some pretty surprising news. "Whaaaat?!" he whispered. "That makes you even more awesome that before. No wonder you're such a powerhouse." Adam said. "Sadly, no. We were too busy trying to get our teammate with a hole in her stomach outta there." he pointed to her gut with a smile. "But... I can find that bullet for you, Captain." he offered. He stood up and stretched as much as he could comfortably. "Im'ma go find your almost carbon copy and tell her where you are. Be right back if I don't find a food joint first." he said exiting the tent. He thought of the description he was given and searched around. He searched for a while and saw no one who fit the description and decided to let Onyxia rest for a bit before he went back in there.
He walked back over to Team Dark and sighed. "She's doing fine. Can't kill death, right." he smiled. Bittersweet to the news he received from her though. But she said she'd be in touch. So he had that. "Hey, guys. I wanted to say thanks. For, you know, working with my team so well given the circumstances. I like y'all and whatnot so I hope we can all become...friends? And I was wondering if we could all maybe spar when we're in prime condition." he questioned hoping to get the answer he wanted. "After they all answered yes or no he'd look to Ridley and say, "I know you're hurt, but do you mind if we talk in private for just a second?" he said scratching his chin with his forefinger. {OOC:}
Mood:Concerned, Relieved Post Count:36 Location:Gym (Temporary Medical Facility)
KnightsRoyal
Alysian Virago
Deadly_Tiger
Ghost_Rios
Posted: Fri Aug 17, 2018 6:08 pm
NAME >>> Jazz Myers LOCATION >>> ??? COMPANY >>> ?? EMOTION >>> . . . MISSION >>> None
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Slowly his eyes oppened. At first the light was too much to handle, rasing an arm across his face Jazz began to wonder what had happened. Where am I? Why does everything hurt so much? Why is it so bright? He went to sit up only to realise just how badly every part of him hurt. That wasn't a good idea. Relaxing his arm he squinted his eyes in hopes of being able to make out his surroundings. Well that's the ceiling... What was I ecpecting really? I can tell it isn't a house but that's about it.
Lying there Jazz began to recount his experience joining the academy through his head. Ceremony. Meetings and greetings. Teams. . Classes. . . First mission? . . . From then on was a large blank, or perhaps a small one, Jazz had no idea how much time had passed since then. In fact he had no idea how long all that had taken, his mind was a jumbled up mess. Ok, stay calm. Focus on the details you can remember. A minute or two passed. Focus on any detail you can remember. Yet nothing came to mind. Going through the events again everything was a blur, times, places, people, nothing had shape or meaning. Well I have a rough idea as to a timeline at the very least. Try picking through those things. His breathing began to pick up. This isn't good, this isn't good at all. This is bad. Very bad. Come on. COME ON! Jazz was in a full panic by now.
Anything would do, anything. Just one small detail to hold on to. A lecture in class, an event at lunch, a chat during break, anything. Blue. It meant nothing and yet it was something. Somehow a simple colour had managed to calm Jazz down. Ok... Ok. Blue... Sure, it's not much but it's better than nothing. The light was no longer blinding him but moving was still too much. For now Jazz would wait.
Post Count: 27 Mission Count: 1 OOC: Hey guys... I'm back
Hearing some stirring and a voice the Cybernetic Woman clanked over. "Jazz Meyer's, you’re finally awake." Angela pulled out his chart, looking it over. Holding out her scroll she made an image of the head master appear. "Can you tell me who this is?" Wanting to check his mental state as he'd been out of it for a while. "As to where you are in the medical tent that the gym was converted too." Looking at the boy as she waited for an answer.
location: School Hospital 30
Eddy_Soul5
Posted: Sat Aug 18, 2018 1:35 am
NAME >>> Jazz Myers LOCATION >>> Ḅeacộn Âcademy - Ţhe Ĝym COMPANY >>> ?? EMOTION >>> Drained MISSION >>> None
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While waiting Jazz heard a strange clanking sound approach him followed by a womans face, she didn't appear hostile which was a bonus. She has a metal arm and a tattoo on the other, he assumed she had a metal leg as well. That would explain the noise. Who is this? Hearing his name Jazz was put at ease. Well wherever I am this person seem to know me. I hope for a good reason The woman pulled something off the end of his bed and began to observe it. I see, this is a hospital. That makes sense now, she's a medic. But how did I get here? She then held out her scroll with a picture of the headmaster on it, asking if he knew who it was before going on to explain where he was. Aurtrox Ap Krayeth. Headmaster of Beacon Acadey and Leader of Vale... Not exactly a difficult question. No need to be rude Jazz. Sorry. I'm still a bit hazy on events. How did I end up here? He wondered how bad the event must have been for the gym to have to be reconverted to house, what he assumed to be, many others.
Making another image appear, this one being Miss Lacroix, she looked to him. "One last one. As to the events... the school was attacked, students kidnapped, the gym was converted to a MASH unit. We countered, the kidnapped students didn’t live." With the image held out she looked over Jazz. Checking everything she could to make sure he was good. "You’ve been in a coma for a week or so. But good thing you’re awake. Teams have been reshaped as several had to be disbanded."
location: School Hospital 31
Eddy_Soul5
Posted: Sat Aug 18, 2018 11:09 pm
NAME >>> Jazz Myers LOCATION >>> Ḅeacộn Âcademy - Ţhe Ĝym COMPANY >>> Nurse EMOTION >>> Drained and slightly frustrated MISSION >>> None
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The new face Jazz was made to look at was unfamiliar to him. Blue? Something inside him told him that this wasn't right, although it did give him the feeling that blue belonged to someone. Whether it was the colour of their hair or not Jazz was unable to rmember, but at least it was a start. He took a few extra seconds to ponder over the image hoping it would become obvious who it was. No luck. I'm sorry, I have no idea who that is. Jazz was used to remembering peoples names, faces and tastes, whenever the Aidou's would have guests over he would be made to hide by waitering, remembering these facts made the process run smoother and far more elegently. For him to not rmemeber something was rare, which was probably why it worried him so much that he'd lost a large period in his mind.
Wow... A lot has happened then.. I'm sad to hear students died during all this. But I'm relieved I've only been out for a week. Reshaped... Jazz slowly and painfully sat himself up. His movements were slow and his muscles weak, it was reminicant of an old man at the end of a long day. He wondered what become of his team, not that he could remeber them. Blue? But that wouldn't have either of my initials in it.. No, it definitley is a trait of someones... Someone... Someone.. Sss.. AH! Why can't I remember!? Let's just think of something else. Looking around Jazz could only see a few other students, some more obviously injured than others. I can't imagine what you must have been through during this week. He took a moment to let everything sink in. To be honest I remember arriving at the Academy, forming teams and going to classes, but any detail besides specifically those three are lost to me. This was the nurse, she needed to know as much as she could to do the best she could.
Post Count: 29 Mission Count: 1 OOC: Me thinks Jazz might stay here a bit till I know what's going on
Nodding she took a note of that. Looking back to scroll a little she blinked. "Need to lay off the Scotch and sleep a little more." Looking to Jazz she sat down on the corner of the bed. "Not a week Jazz... a couple of months. It’s why your muscles are so weak." Taking her scroll she began to design a fitness regiment for him. Making a few taps she ordered him food and electrolyte based drinks. "Just breath slowly." Her years of medical school taught her a few things, a big one being to Keep coma patients calm. Taking a light she did a few more examinations of the boy. "Do you smoke? Drink? Hungry? Thirsty?"
location: School Hospital 31
Eddy_Soul5
Posted: Sun Aug 19, 2018 1:37 am
NAME >>> Jazz Myers LOCATION >>> Ḅeacộn Âcademy - Ţhe Ĝym COMPANY >>> Nurse EMOTION >>> Drained and slightly frustrated MISSION >>> None
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The lady looked at her scroll and seemed surprised, she made a comment on drinking then sat at the end of the bed. Two months. His face was expressionless for a moment. she looked back at her scroll and suggested he breath slowly. She then did some more observations while jazz processed the new information. Two months... Two whole months. That's.. That's. TWO MONTHS. BREATH!? I've been out for two whole months! There was no mistaking it, Jazz was in a full panic. No I don't smoke! I.. I! Two months... His breathing had picked up and he lost the ability to formulate his sentences aloud. I've lost so much time. I'm behind in my studies. My team probably think I'm dead. Most people probably think I'm dead. I can't remember s**t. Two months. I'll never get that time back. What do I do!? It's going to take a while before my body is up to scratch. That's another month at the very least. Three months, probably more, of me being far behind everybody. There's no way, There's just no way!
Post Count: 30 Mission Count: 1 OOC: Me thinks Jazz might stay here a bit till I know what's going on.
Placing a hand on the boys knee she gave a pat. "Hey, you’re fine. School can wait, your health is more important." Turning she watched as one of staff medics brought in some food. The tray was placed on the boy's lap. "School wise your grades were frozen. It was only a mater of time really for you getting up. Sadly for you Jazz, you won’t be sent out right out. As you've been laying your muscles have basically weakened and we must get you back into shape through physical therapy." Taking a small hammer and tapping below the knee. Nodding as his knee and toes flinched a little. "Reactions seem fine."
location: School Hospital 32
Eddy_Soul5
Posted: Fri Aug 24, 2018 6:08 am
NAME >>> Jazz Myers LOCATION >>> Ḅeacộn Âcademy - Ţhe Ĝym COMPANY >>> Nurse EMOTION >>> Calm MISSION >>> None
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The medic was right there was no use in panicing, his health needed to be the most important thing to him. It took him a few moments to settle himself Blue... Breath.. Blue.. Another person came and brought him some food, only upon seeing it did he realise just how hungry he was. The medic went on to explain his situation while testing his reflexes. Frozen.. Ok that's not the worst. Physical therapy. What do you have planned for me?... How long do you think it'll be before I'm able to be sent out? He began to slowly eat the food provided to him. Jazz could tell it shouldn't taste very good but his hunger was allowing him to work his way through it with relative ease.
Jazz thought back to his time growing up, he'd never been a sickly child, being in a medical tent after a coma was without question the worst thing that had happened to him. I remeber Roux was always the one getting into scrapes.. That boy would explore anywhere he thought he could reach. To be fair to him he did always reach it... Getting back was always where he struggled though. A smile began to work it's way onto his face. You're going to be okay Jazz, it may take a while, but you can do this.
Post Count: 31 Mission Count: 1 OOC: Me thinks Jazz might stay here a bit till I know what's going on.
Tapping her chin the medic had to think on his question. "A toughie... this would mostly depend on you to be honest. At minimum if we go slow a month. Mind these predictions are based on a time ordeal. Your muscles have weakened, no doubt, but to what extent will depend on you do walking, lifting, possibly eating since your stomach would shrink from not eating actual food." Seeing his smile made her smile. "It'll be learning to walk and run, lifting weights, maybe some boxing. I don’t think what all happened is too much."
location: School Hospital 33
Eddy_Soul5
Posted: Thu Sep 13, 2018 5:13 pm
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Ora hated this. She hated having to go to the doctors, it reminded her too much of her slave days, when they wanted to see what would happen to Felix, by inflicting immense amounts of pain on her, and having him take her memories. If the wound hadn't been as bad as it had been, she wouldn't have even come here. They had cleaned and bandaged the wound, telling her to let her Aura heal it. She would finally relent and allow that to happen, but they wanted her in here until it fully healed. She was forced to show her ugly body to the class, and now she couldn't even cover up fully. Her back was showing that she was sad.
However, most people would take it as sadness for the two teammates that she had lost in the outskirts. According to the reports, it had been bloody, and touching at the same time. They had successfully enrolled Felix into school with them, and he was going to be on their team. Ora couldn't help but smile. She could protect both Lena and Felix, and she would with everything that she had. However, they had been told that there was going to be a student that had been injured during the gym explosion that would be joining them as their team leader. Apparently they were in the same tent area. She would look around, trying to find him.
Leaving Jazz to his therapy Angela embalmed two bodies and patched up a few others. Moving to Ora's area she looked to her Scroll. "Ora D." She looked to the girl, moving over. Lifting up the bandages and nodding. "Old wounds ripping open from running." Placing a hand she closed her eyes. Focusing on the wounds Ora's legs would glow, the wounds closing as if by magic. Grabbing a towel she began to wipe up the blood. "All patched up my dear."
