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 Posted: Fri Apr 22, 2011 10:19 pm
A7's swearing was only getting worse. It gave every indication that his disguise was failing. "<********> yeah we're going in. You are so lucky you didn't come with us. We were nasty. All I know is, if any more ********' letters or sign-up sheets or helpful salesmen come knockin' to see if we want another go, I'm gonna throw THEM through that god-damned portal before I say yes. We've been ******** with enough."
He put A2 down, and held his hand out to her, palm upwards. He tilted his head slightly towards A9, indicating she should come as well, before holding his hand out to Z8.
"Boss and the fruit had it right the first time. They're probably sippin' pina coladas up in heaven right now." His hand flexed slightly, but loosened as soon as he noticed it. "Waitin' for us pussies to go join them." His voice hushed to quiet at the end of his last sentence, and he figured he'd said enough. Except for one, last thing.
"Where's A3 and the Doc?"
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Posted: Fri Apr 22, 2011 10:22 pm
A-Two made a noise something like eu~ugh. "I... yeah," she said, a little weakly. The thought that coming back to life would mean being undead hadn't crossed her mind, and she tried to shake the horrible thought out of her brain.
"But you're the first, like, Phoenixes to make it, like, back here... I don't, like, know if they went..." She bit her lip, under the mask. "I slept, like, a little. Um. It got really crowded..."
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Posted: Fri Apr 22, 2011 10:28 pm
The Doc played the first few notes to Thriller in response to the other man's question, "So glad you made it back...in ah, one piece." He continued playing, guessing from remembered bits here and there. "Is it that time then?" He sounded resigned, but not entirely sad.
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Posted: Fri Apr 22, 2011 10:30 pm
Laugh. Something about what A-Seven said struck a chord in A-Nine. Slowly she uncurled herself and walked over to the bar with the other Phoenixes. Her legs still felt wobbly but at least they were both still --- no, don't think about it. Move on.
She could laugh. Life threw you lemons, and homicidal teammates, and death ponies, and squishy red rooms, and.... zombies. But. So long as she kept trying, it was okay.
It wasn't the end, not really.
She straightened her shoulders and looked at the others. "I'm ready." She said. And then she laughed. A small humorless chuckle at first but then it turned more genuine. "A-Seven's right, this place sucks."
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Interesting Conversationalist
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Posted: Fri Apr 22, 2011 10:33 pm
They were really doing this thing. Zeta Eight didn't pause as Alpha Seven held out his hand, sliding off the stool easily and extending her own, sliding her fingers between his.
She didn't ask what she was really thinking:
Is there a heaven?
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Posted: Fri Apr 22, 2011 10:34 pm
And there they were. They were broken, and there were some missing, and some had passed already - but they were together. And they were a family.
A7 straightened up and took a deep breath, trying to look confident. "Well, if the Boss were here, he'd say something, and it would be awesome. But he's not, and all you've got is me, I guess. So.. I ain't too good with the words and all. So, how about this."
He held his big arms stretched out wide around him. "Group hug. Let's go. EVEN YOU, DOC!"
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Posted: Fri Apr 22, 2011 10:35 pm
"Let's go," A-Two echoed, lifting her chin. She tucked herself under one of A-Seven's arms and held out her own hands to the others - feeling both sheepish and strangely exhilarated at the same time. They would go together.
Phoenixes to the last.
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Posted: Fri Apr 22, 2011 10:41 pm
It was a manly hug, involving the patting of backs and a murmured, "Well met, we were well met indeed."
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Posted: Fri Apr 22, 2011 10:42 pm
A-Nine grinned and took A-Two's hand, squeezing it and joining the rest of her teammates. She closed her eyes and just basked in the affection and solidarity she felt in that circle. They were Phoenix. Everything would be okay.
And they could face anything together.
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Posted: Fri Apr 22, 2011 10:53 pm
At the words 'Group hug,' the remaining members of Phoenix embraced as if they were lifetime friends, holding onto something they cherish. And for them, it was a lifetime -- their memories spanned only as far as the island, to the gas-masks and armor and murder. In a world where you were fighting for your every breath, and you trusted very few to guard your back, was it any surprise that allies had quickly turned into friends?
Zeta Eight lifted her free arm hesitantly, wrapping around the waist of one of the other Phoenixes, the other squeezing Alpha Seven's hand as if she refused to let go.
She didn't feel like everything would be ok.
But she was ready for this hell to end.
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Interesting Conversationalist
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Posted: Fri Apr 22, 2011 11:01 pm
[A10 UNZOMBIFIED?! AND ENTERING DEATH LOUNGE FROM ZONE 5]
She hung back a little, watching. These... these people she adored, she really did (at least, some of them), but she didn't want this to be the end.
Not yet. A10 had always been the one running ahead, the one getting herself stuck in stupid situations (and later rescued), she felt almost as if she were obligated to walk past them and straight through the door.
Just so she couldn't regret spending a bit more time with them.
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Posted: Fri Apr 22, 2011 11:33 pm
[ E-13 entering from Zone 5 ]
E-13 came back to a lot of hugging, and a lounge mostly emptied of pinks.
Except E-8, who was staring at the open door.
He was frustrated, and felt like he should still be burning alive, but settled for rubbing his arm awkwardly and making his way towards the other pink.
"That zombie s**t is for the birds. ...Back to life my a**, huh?" The complaint was half-hearted, more a stab at conversation than a real bone to pick. "...Didn't turn out how I thought, all this competition stuff."
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Posted: Fri Apr 22, 2011 11:36 pm
A7 saw that hesitant movement a ways off, and chuckled. So she hadn't left before them, after all. Under his mask, he smiled. Phoenix would leave more complete than he'd even expected.
"Hah, you guys. You were amazing. All of you. And maybe even me, a little bit." He bounced in a quiet laugh, and gave everyone a giant squeeze before letting them go. One hand held A2, and the other held Z8. He was determined that they were going to do this together.
"All right. Grab a Phoenix, and let's blow this pop stand."
Yeah. Yeah. He's just that corny.
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Posted: Fri Apr 22, 2011 11:38 pm
A-Two reached out her free hand and grabbed at A-Nine's fingers. "Like, all for one and one for all?"
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Posted: Fri Apr 22, 2011 11:38 pm
"Hm?"
E8 was broken from his thoughts by the sound of a familiar voice. though it didn't hold the usual "Let's kick some a**" attitude that it usually did. Smirking and giving a half amused chuckle, he turned his attention to E13 and gave a shrug-
"Yeah, but what do you expect? You would thing that by now we would have learned our lesson about these things, huh?"
They really should have, but he guessed their fighting spirits hadn't settled yet.
"You think it's time to just give up the ghost and end it all? I think the others who came in before us probably entered the door already... I'd like to keep fighting and all, but..I think it's probably time to just rest."
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