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 Posted: Mon Jan 04, 2010 5:39 pm
Bridget's lip broke into an evil smile. "Get some string or rope and some pieces of canvas, and met me in the kitchen. We're going to welcome them home," she said. Bridget raced to the door, turning as she reached it.
"Oh yeah. Remember, my father, high up. Do what I say or else," she said with a grin before leaving the red-headed girl.
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Posted: Tue Jan 05, 2010 2:01 am
"Great..first day of graduation and I'm just about forced into playing pranks on other Hunters and Guardians or face never ending torture from higher-ups. Ughh..if this wasn't for Guile I would so quit this job and smack that girl one.."
Fayn grumbled, annoyed as she headed to the maintainance shack to grab what Bridget had wanted.
"I signed up to thrash those fiends and instead I'm stuck playing maid for that girl..ugh..and this prank isn't probably going to help me get assigned to a team..pfft."
The girl pushed open the maintainance room, sighing as she located the canvas and rope, while half-wondering what Bridget had up her sleeve with these items..nevermind..it wasn't her job to know anyway..
Fayn piled the items up and picked them up, kicking open the door that had closed behind her. She began her almost-blind journey to the kitchen, the canvas blocking most of her view.
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Posted: Tue Jan 05, 2010 2:48 pm
Kiro went to the fallen fiend and tore Issac's halberd from it's body and threw it on the ground toward Issac. "Sorry about that." Kiro said and then picked up the half of the leg that Issac's halberd had pierced. "I think this will do, it's a little gross though." Kiro announced as he held up the limp ligament. "How badly injured is the girl?" Kiro asked.
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Posted: Thu Jan 07, 2010 6:42 pm
((Alright, Kitty hasn't logged in in over two weeks so I'm just gonna go ahead and take control of him for now.))
Sven was still standing next to the turtle fiend when Malkin impaled it on his blade and was showered with a smattering of blood droplets as the blade exited the top of the shell. He was stunned for a moment by the brutal and viscious end to the battle but snapped back to attention when he saw the beginings of a semi-transparent copy of the turtle start emerging from its, now dead, body.
He took the seal in hand and leapt forward slamming it down against the fiend spirits face. The spirit sank into the seal turning slightly as it did so, as if caught in a vortex. The power of the seal drew the spirit entirely from its body and into the seal where it would remain, safe and neutralized.
"Done." Sven said.
"Good." Matt said from where he had fallen onto his back after witnissing Malkins brutal victory. "Just let me rest for a minute."
Matt was surprised by how much of a fight this fiend had put up. Although he was working with a new team. Maybe once they got used to each others combat abilities they would function better as a unit. Come up with some strategies that incorporated all of their strengths togther.
He lay with his thoughts for a few moments before rising to a sitting position and then to his feet. He walked over the the turtle fiend and retreived his hammer from where it had fallen to the ground.
"Crazy kid." He said as he looked down at Malkin where he lay unconcious. He removed the blades from his gauntlets and placed them into a pouch in his sash. He then tore Malkins bloodstained sword from the belly of the beast.
"Here. Carry this for him, would ya." Matt said as he passed the sword to Sven. He leaned down and heaved Malkin over his shoulder and turned back towards the remains of the village. "Job done, let's go." He started walking back towards the village, thinking that he normally would have retreived a part of the fiend for verification, but he didn't think it would matter on this job anyways. The two sole survivors likely didn't have anything left to pay with. And he wouldn't have asked them to if they did.
William accepted the weight and locked his arms underneath the girl, making a seat out of them. He rose to his feet with her on his back.
"No worries, Aretha." William said. "You did great. Now you just rest until we get back to the town." He turned to Kiro. "Not bad enough that it's immediately life threatening. But bad enough that it probably hurts like a b***h and we should get her bandaged up as soon we can." He Turned back to the village and began walking. "Let's get going."
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Posted: Fri Jan 08, 2010 9:01 pm
Kiro winced in anger and disappointment in himself. "Teh, it's probably my fault Aretha got hurt. I should have used Kyto right away." Kiro ranted about the previous battle. Kiro walked beside William who was carrying Aretha and looked at William and then up at Aretha. "I'm sorry." Kiro apologized for his actions, looking Aretha in the eyes as he tried to express that he meant he truly felt responsible for what had happened.
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Posted: Sat Jan 09, 2010 7:51 am
Aretha's breathing was heavy, shallow and quick, like she had just run a marathon. Her illness that she had previously been ignoring was now taking a toll on her weak body, and the cut was just making it worse. There was dirt and debris in the cut from when she rolled to dodge, and it bled a decent amount.
Aretha's head rested on William's shoulder. Her hair was fanned out over her face, and her eyes were shut. She was floating between fevered sleep and the waking world. She heard them talking about her. Her eyes open partically when Kiro apologized to her. "Not your fault....my fault....too weak," she breathed, too weak to speak strongly.
Bridget entered the kitchen. There was no one there. She smiled. "Perfect," she thought, opening the cabinets and getting out a ten pound bag of flour. She also got out a nice, very sharp knife. The last things she got out was some bowls, some mixing spoons and some very nice food coloring of blue, red and green.
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Posted: Sat Jan 09, 2010 8:37 pm
Fayn pushed open the kitchen door with an annoyed grunt, using her back.
The guardian dumped the canvas and rope on the kitchen floor, giving Bridget a suspicious look as she watched the teenage girl ransack the cabinets and rob it of a ten-pound sack of flour and a knife along with some other utensils.
"Why..do I have the feeling that you aren't going to be cooking with those..?"
She sighed, half-knowing that this misadventure wouldn't turn out well.
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Posted: Sat Jan 09, 2010 9:43 pm
Bridget just smiled at the older girl. She handed the girl the knife. "Cut those into squares about five inches by five inches. I'll take care of the filling," she said, smiling to herself. Bridget was quite sure how this was going to work. She got the idea a couple of monthes ago, while watching some peasant kids pelt each other with balls of snow. She figured it was the same idea, but more colorful.
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Posted: Sun Jan 10, 2010 3:56 am
Fayn gulped as Bridget handed her the knife. Sure, she could hack and slice a practice dummy into three parts easily, but she was about completely hopeless at knifework.
"Ugh, here goes nothing."
The girl muttered as she started cutting. The first piece of canvas was shaped like a lightning bolt, then the second one like a circle. From then on the third one vaguely resembled a square, if you could call a parallelogram a square that is.
Fayn finally managed to hack out a few pieces in the shape and size that Bridget had wanted, while casting a secretive look at the teenage girl to make sure she wasn't looking as she dumped her canvas mutations into the trash bin.
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Posted: Sun Jan 10, 2010 3:49 pm
Mathias took the opportunity of the serpent being distracted to retrieve his discarded shield. he gave his sword a sharp twist to shake the blood from the blade before taking a deep breath and canting his head to one side, making his neck crack and pop. He looked on then as the serpent fiend hissed at the newcomers, dripping blood from it's mouth and shook his head,"It seems like all we can do is scratch and nick it..." he blew out a breath and set himself, lifting his shield and blade once more into attack position and called out,"Gene! See if you can't distract it again! I have an idea!"
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Posted: Wed Jan 13, 2010 1:05 pm
Emma silently walked up next to Tia. She was pleased with how things were going so far. Though, this needed to end. "Tia, just how accurately can you launch something?" Emma asked happily, dangling both rapiers from one hand. She was hoping that the girl understood, rather than Emma having to waste time explaining.
Isaac grumbled to himself a little as he kicked his pistol up to himself. He caught it with just the tips of his fingers, his palms essentially being destroyed. The shock from his pistol firing hadn't helped at all. He was not pleased, though he likely would not voice his opinion again until later. Certainly not before Aretha was fixed up a little. He didn't even try to pick up his halberd. He would barely be able to hold it and it was all nasty, so it's like he really wanted to. Following the others, he kept putting his foot under his halberd and kicked it forward so that he didn't have to carry it.
(Sorry I'm late, also, I'm not sure what to do with Team two...)
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Posted: Wed Jan 13, 2010 7:32 pm
"You want me to get you up close to it?" Tia questioned quickly, making sure she knew what was going on. She assumed that's what Emma and and Tia lift up her leg toward Emma. "You can just jump onto it, I can hold you. But no more than that!"
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Posted: Thu Jan 14, 2010 3:15 am
Emma laughed, though it wasn't the most appropriate time for it. "No, honey, I meant these." Emma said indicating her rapiers. She had her tuck, so both rapiers could be used. "If that was what I wanted I could have done it by now Tia." Emma smiled.
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Posted: Fri Jan 15, 2010 11:25 am
((I've been holding off posting with Team 2 till I know that Bridget and Fayn's evil plan is ready. It should be amusing.))
Distract it? I can do that.
Gene raised his bow again and began firing at the fiends head yet again. The shots hit, but none bit deeply, a few found gaps between its scales and lodged in, drawing a small amount of blood.
This is getting us nowhere fast.
Gene slung his bow over his shoulder and unslung the wooden box that was over the other. He pressed a hidden panel at the base and the device opened up. Panels slid or folded away to reveal a heavy folding crossbow and a quiver of sturdy bolts. He began preparing the weapon.
Doreta, Herman, and Powel were busy harassing the serpent, keeping it occupied on themselves so that the Hunters would have time to plan and regroup. Doreta and Herman flanked it, pestering it with blows to the body while Powel faced it face to face. He waited until it struck and then deftly dodged out its path, allowing his sword to slice into it with its own momentum as it passed. Her was repeating this process over and over, counting on Herman and Doreta to keep it from directing its full attention at him.
Gene raised the weapon to his shoulder, it was quite heavy. He had practiced with it at length, but this was its first field test. He had set the heavy bolt and drawn it back, he had a bead on the creature and was watching it strike repeatedly at one of the ranchers. He waited until it struck and was rising for another strike. He pulled the trigger and released the bolt. The kickback of the weapon caused him to raise it high to prevent being knocked over. When he lowered the weapon he saw that the bolt had struck true. It was buried right through the serpents scales and had stuck deeply, blood flowing out around it.
I think I'm going to enjoy using this. Gene thought as he began drawing the weapons string back again so he could load another bolt.
Matt and Sven, with Malkin over Matt's shoulder returned to the area where they had left their horses and the villagers in hiding.
"Hey, we're back." Matt called out. "You can come out. It's safe." He glanced around, not having any idea where it was the two had concealed themselves. He finally noticed them rising from their hiding place and approaching them from one side.
"The fiend's taken care of." He said. "I'd like the two of you to come with us back to Corps. HQ. Is that all right with you?"
The girl was still in tears, she had lost much this day. But the elderly man spoke calmly. "There is nothing left for us here. It may be best for us to try to start over somewhere new."
"So that's a yes, right?"
"Yes."
"Good." Matt searched his memory for their names. "Naozumi, You ride with Malkin here, and make sure he doesn't fall off his horse, I'll get him in the saddle for you. Isaye, you ride with Sven."
They got saddled up quickly and were soon on their way home.
William led the members of Team 4 back to the town, carrying Aretha on his back the entire way. When they arrived they were greeted by the members of the town guard that were watching the gap in their wall. They passed through without incident and proceeded back through the town to the Mayors "manor". They met Vargas at the door, as they had before.
"Back already." He stated more than asked. "But for better or worse?"
"The former. Your fiend wont be troubling you again." Will said. "We need a medic or healer of some sort for our Guardian, Aretha. She was injured in the fighting."
"Of course. Go on in to the Mayor, I'll fetch our healer."
"Thank you."
Will led the way through the building and to the Mayor, Giraldi's, office.
"Mayor. Our mission is completed. Kiro, the verification."
At that moment Vargas came bustling into the room with an elderly woman in a simple green dress and a tight bun of gray hair. She didn't even pause while glancing over the Team before locking eyes on Aretha and hustling over to her. She examined the girl for a few moments before speaking to William.
"I can get these cleaned and bandaged, I can also apply some herbs that'll encourage them to heal faster and prevent infection. There's not much I can do ther than that. They wont be life threatening, but they'll probably leave a nice set of scars."
"We'll gladly take whatever you can give us." William said.
"Let's get her to a room where she can have some privacy while I get her bandaged up." She turned and walked out of the room, obviously expecting William to follow.
"Isaac, you should come too. We can get those hands of yours bandaged up after Aretha. Kiro, you handle things here." He then turned to follow the Healer woman.
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Posted: Fri Jan 15, 2010 9:10 pm
Kiro came into view of the villagers, carrying the large appendage. Kiro held it up and moved the joints slightly. "It's a little gross, but here's your verification for the target we were assigned to kill." Kiro announced. "We would like to be paid quickly as possible." Kiro added in the more serious tone.
(( What exactly does Emma want Tia to do?... I don't know if kicking a pair of weapons is very accurate. They would be all wobbly and spinning and might not stick into the flesh on impact. o.0 I don't know, I'm tired. I'm sorrrrry. ))
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