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 Posted: Sun Dec 05, 2010 1:57 pm
She shook her head at the question, no..she was not alright. The vision was blurry, but it was still fresh in her mind. Kurma did not mention THIS after effect... she was remembering her past. This... this place just felt all too familiar. Too new... too home like. Did she spend a lot of her time in this building? Balling her empty fist she wiped her tears away with her glove.
"Lets not wait around..." She said wrapping her hand once more around the key. She really shouldn't take anything from this place home...right? It was the scene of some sort of great crime, something in this world might unlock what happened here and each time they moved something... they might be taking away evidence. She looked longingly down at the key...something touching her soul on a primal level. No... she would not take it with her. Taking it, she set the object down with care on a nearby dusty table.
She walked away from one of the rooms and into the next...something that looks like a ancient dining hall with a long table and chairs scattered around everywhere broken. The floor was becoming more labored... and creaking a bit more at their walking. "Im surprised you haven't pressed harder about where we are." She managed to say...
A second before the floor started to give way.
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Posted: Sun Dec 05, 2010 2:22 pm
The only logic for his next action was that he knew he needed her to get home still, this wasn't like the god forsaken particle bridges, if she got hurt they were trapped. He Lunged forward to shove her back towards the door they had entered through where she'd be safe, the floor cracking and bowing under his feet. One booted foot went strait through even as he shoved her hard and he swore loudly.
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Posted: Sun Dec 05, 2010 2:58 pm
She disliked being manhandled. This was the SECOND time since being here that he grabbed her and pulled her away. The first time was his paranoia with the road... second was this...floor breaking under her.
s**t, the FLOOR was breaking!
She barely had enough time to register this until he had pushed her out of the way. The floor where she had been standing... close to where he was now, had buckled and cracked open. The weight of the furniture in the room adding to the pressure as things started to scoot in the direction of the hole... Zinks leg was now caught.
"You fool!" She growled and reached, trying to pull him back as well... until the floor gave way where he stood. The table and chairs had not followed thankfully..yet. She couldnt see where he had dropped down in to.... but from the sound of the wooden floor falling it..was not far.
This is now where she was conflicted. Should she..leave him? The BMC wouldn't approve of her helping a Negaverser... "Hoy... you alive down there?"
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Posted: Sun Dec 05, 2010 3:24 pm
A muffled curse and a small groan echoed up from below...then a small sound of cloth and wood that led to a clatter of wood on ********...." He swore. He had not landed well, and worse he'd had a large chunk of wood and tile come down with him. He could feel a few large 'splinters' had done a fine job of peppering his shoulders and scoring though the cloth of his pants.
He started to reach back and try and pull free one of the splinters when a chunk of tile made a belated trip down to crack off his shoulders and head making the world redouble in a burst of stars and blackness leaving him dazed.
After a long moment he did admit, in total dazed honesty.
"That... is currently under debate... congratulations on your efficiency."
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Posted: Sun Dec 05, 2010 3:47 pm
Silence.. all that would meet zink above was silence. Cold, empty... nothing. No reply, no movement, nada. Had she just... left him? Should he panic and think that he was going to be left behind? Was this a set up?
Lyra on the other hand, was pondering things in a different room of the house. There was probably a way down to where he fell... but should she leave him there? Should she concentrate, use her powers, and return home stranding him here? She doubted he would survive the two weeks it would take to return here... and if he did he would be too weak to make the journey back. She wondered what the BMC would think...bringing a negaverser to her home world (accidental or not) and then bringing him home without a scratch.
...Ok he would have a few scratches from the sound of that fall, but she hadn't put them there.
BMC taught her to use her power and strength to kill negaversers and further their goals. Use her own legs and rid the earth of those murderers...
It had been at least 10 minutes since she last asked if he was ok... was she going to come back?
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Posted: Sun Dec 05, 2010 3:58 pm
He'd gotten out most of the splinters...there were a few smaller ones that were left behind but he could, he decided it was far more pressing to try and find his way out.
Had she left him? the thought twisted a cold knife in his stomach as he pushed himself to his feet wincing at the shallow but painful cuts and pulled out a smaller splinter...dusting off his coat and gazing around.
Huge barrels still stood the test of time though their bands were rusting and old, he doubted the food inside them had survived as well...he couldn't see far enough to tell if there was any hope of stairs... was it better to move? Or hope that she was a compassionate senshi and would return...
Would HE return for her...that was the question his ego returned to his id.
He fished in his pocket for his sling shot, wondering if the crystal might provide enough light to see...or...maybe his eyes would adjust to the dark. He moved forward like an old man into the dark.
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Posted: Sun Dec 05, 2010 4:42 pm
Her eyes slowly adjusted to the dark... the further she went into the castle, the more darkness she found. Not just outside... but inside as well. She knew.. KNEW where to find zink.. but how?
Her feet led her towards the kitchen... What was left of it anyways. A large old block of wood in the middle... she presumed was a cutting board due to all the knife scrapes on it. Over in one corner was a large fireplace with a chimney leading outside, a old pot sitting neatly in its place... too havy to be moved by the time apparently. Cabinets lined the walls, she had no need to open them up.. anything edible probably was ash.
At the corner of the room was a half opened door leaning on its hinges, a loud and drawn out creaaaaaak announcing movement to the entire world. Carved stone staircases led down into a even deeper dark... but she had a hunch this was where he was. BMC be dammed, she was NOT leaving anyone to die on her world. It had seen enough death on its own.
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Posted: Sun Dec 05, 2010 4:47 pm
He heard a creak somewhere further on in the dark, that sounded hopeful... but it could be dangerous too. Everything in this world had -seemed- dead, but he had no way of knowing if it actually was. It was so dark by now where he was, and he suspected at least some of it was his daze from the fall that he was moving with his arms outstretched trying not to run into anything.
Ultimately that failed when his arms went cleanly to either side of the post he walked face first into.
He swore and recoiled, his eyes watering and cursed the need for support pillars in a world where mountains defied gravity.
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Posted: Sun Dec 05, 2010 5:53 pm
"Zink?" She called out, thinking she heard something but clearly wrong...there was no reply. Was she hearing things now? She wouldn't be surprised she was hallucinating earlier.
The stairs seemed to just..keep going down. The negaverser sure took a hell of a fall else wise. Finally reaching the bottom her eyes were almost well adjusted to the dark, enough to where she could see a giant hole to the left side of her path... kicking a stone down it... she didnt hear it hit the bottom. Oh man, good thing he didnt fall down this one.
"...Hey STOP!" She said reaching out and stopping the negaverser. She had just caught sight of him around the corner, but if he continued on he WOULD have toppled into that hole.. it was just around the corner and even if his eyes were adjusted, he wouldnt see it. She grabbed his arm and pulled back, hard. She hoped he knew it was her or she might as well get a fist to the face.
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Posted: Sun Dec 05, 2010 6:08 pm
For a moment he almost did swing, he even reached for the smoke pellets in his pocket out of blind instinct, foolish as it was to use them in the dark. He stopped himself with them tucked neatly into his palm ready to drop as he caught his breath.
"... thank you..." He said carefully though he was having a hard time making out WHY she had pulled him back.
The alarm in her voice said it had been something bad but he couldn't tell if it was just something he wasn't supposed to see or something more... deadly.
He paused a moment trying not to focus on any one thing, sometimes if you didn't look -strait- at things in the dark you could 'see' them better he had found. There was something wide and dark rather close to his feet and it made his heart stutter a moment to realize it was probably some kind of well... or Oubliette.
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Posted: Sun Dec 05, 2010 6:19 pm
The rock still hadn't touched the bottom... she now wondered what WAS down that hole, but chose to explore that option later. She was actually a little surprised that he thanked her? "... I jsut acted out of instinct." She lied. It was clear she was awkwardly rushing an answer. She pulled him towards the path she was on.
"...It was the least i could do, you saved me from a fall.. so i saved you from one. Who knows how far that hole goes down..." She let go soon and brushed her hand against her skirt, as if she had touched something dirty. "Speaking of such, any wounds?"
"and ..I'm thinking we should eat something and leave soon." THAT should make him happy.
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Posted: Sun Dec 05, 2010 6:29 pm
He could have lied, but as soon as they were in the light she'd know better... so he downplayed instead. Enough that he could show trust in her, and honesty but not so much that she might fuss.
"Splinters mostly....and an embarrassing run in with a late falling tile... I've had worse." That was mostly true... he did feel like he'd been run over but after a veritable face plant on a stone floor with, the floor above landing on him, and having tried to 'eat' his leg...well.
He didn't think mentioning that the floor had probably done at least as much damage to his leg and trousers as her cat would do him any favors though.
"...Think I won't be opening that soda though..." He added hoping to make her laugh.
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Posted: Sun Dec 05, 2010 7:19 pm
"Did you get the splinters out?" Why the hell was she worrying about him? Oh wait... he did take the fall for her and that COULD have been her. Taking his arm again, she grabbed firmly and started to drag him up the stairs. She wanted to see these injuries for herself. So she started to lead him up the stairs and into the kitchen, and then out into a more lit room.
"I want to see these... if you cant open a can of soda because of the injuries we need to get you to a doctor." This WAS her fault. "As much as i dislike the negaverse, you DID save me back there. I brought some water bottles we could clean the wounds at least until we go back to earth."
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Posted: Sun Dec 05, 2010 7:50 pm
"I'm FINE I'll get the rest of them out good lord!" He said making an alarmed face at the sudden fuss she was making. He had a vague sneaking suspicion that she might be bipolar given that they had more than a few meetings that involved her doing him bodily harm.
"I just meant the soda would EXPLODE not that i couldn't open it...actually I'm amazed I'm not covered in -pepsi- and wood chips, it could be the senshi answer to tar and feathering. I'm fine! Really... "
Fine was really not the operative word for how he was feeling, stone floors, and running into pillars meant he thought he might have a rough idea how it might feel to be hit by a small slow moving car, but that admission wasn't forthcoming.
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Posted: Sun Dec 05, 2010 8:48 pm
"You know the old saying resistance is futile?" She looked drolly towards zink. Since all of the occurrences of the past half a year, she really was different. She was...mood swingy. Hell... an hour ago she wanted to punch his face in for being here, and now she wants to HELP him?
"Off with the jacket." She grumbled giving a GLARE at him. "YOU are in my world, and while i really donotlikeyou, you helped me back there so just shut up and let me see the wounds."
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