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 Posted: Wed Apr 16, 2008 2:45 pm
Amnity folded her arms, laughing heartily at the "yelling at a wounded man" quip. She gave Zahzi a confused look though when he had asked "what', becuase she had completely forgotten herself that his mask was off. "What what?" Was her only response as she looked into his eyes...Eye...Still oblivious to his deformity.
The doctor stared at Zahzi's face though, and when he asked him why he was staring, Dr. Durppree walked over to retrieve his face wrappings. "H-here's your...Wr-wrappings..." The doctor was obviously scared of Zahzi.
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Posted: Wed Apr 16, 2008 2:56 pm
He looks over at the wrappings for a second, then, actually grabs onto the right side of his jaw.
"Aaaaaah....Thaaaaaaat...Hehheh...heh...",the last chuckle being a sarcastic sigh.
"Well, quick war-story: This is what happens when you get hit in the face with a incinerary grenade!" , actually being said in a positive tone, he's trying to help the doctor lighten up...Hard to say if it's working...
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Posted: Wed Apr 16, 2008 3:08 pm
Miri nodded, about to send it when she saw Ray. He already had the two out, with no help. She decided not to, though she kept herself aware of the other rebels to send them to help if they needed it. "So, who're you?" she asked Zen, sliding down from the chair and looking up at him. She knew it was strange, a child who was obviously in league with the rebels, from what he'd heard, who had the means to contact all the rebels and who looked as though she knew far more than she should. She'd been told she had an air of wisdom, of knowledge she shouldn't even know about, much less understand well.
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Posted: Wed Apr 16, 2008 3:11 pm
Amnity smiled, looking over at the frightened doctor. "Haha, this old geezer hasn't seen a real war." She laughed, then slapped the doctor in the back with a significant amount of force. "Lighten up Doc, he's not that scary."
The rebel stretched her back, a bit tired from sitting down. Her black tie was choking her, so she untied it and let it dangle around her neck. "So, feeling well enough to fight? Or are you still too weak?"
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Posted: Wed Apr 16, 2008 3:20 pm
"Hmm...Probabally later...I haven't recovered completely yet..."
He raised his hand, showing that sparks were still going in through it. He was probabally 3 quarters of the way back to normal...But still not enough.
Oh...And uh...Don't tell the comrades about this yet...Alright..?, he said as he began to put the wrappings back on.
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Posted: Wed Apr 16, 2008 3:28 pm
Amnity watched as he placed his wrapping back on. She finally walked over to him, grabbing his hand before he got the chance to cover the tatoo over his right eye. "That tattoo...Where is it from?..."
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Posted: Wed Apr 16, 2008 3:54 pm
He looks down as he explains it.
"It's not really a tattoo...It's a strange scar I've had since birth...I know what it means...But it's too horrible for someone like you to know about..."
He then takes the bandage out of the hand she grabbed, and finishes wrapping his face back up.
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Posted: Wed Apr 16, 2008 4:07 pm
Amnity let go of his hand, but she didn't drop the tattoo thing. "Someone like me? You shouldn't judge people so quickly." She hates when people judge her too quickly. With a sigh, the soldier raked her fingers though her hair. "You underestimate me....It's a shame to say that I probably have done more horrible crimes in my past then you had in your entire life." He doesn't know what I have done... "Try me...I'll be the judge on whether or not it's too horrible for me to know about."
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Posted: Wed Apr 16, 2008 4:12 pm
He just looks up at her, with a solumn look, and says:
"Did you ever slaughter an entire city if innocents, watching them be brutally killed, but not being in control of your own body? Having their screams echo in your mind constantly whenever you go to sleep....Have you EVER been so afraid what would happen if you were to open one eye, and everything were to go red?"
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Posted: Wed Apr 16, 2008 4:26 pm
Amnity gulped, a lump suddenly was caught in her throat. She turned her back to him, not wanting him to see her expression. "Yes...Yes I have..." She finally looked back at him with the same solumn look in her eyes. It hurt her, but she had to show him. In one swift movement, she rolled up the sleeves of her colllared shirt, exposing the long bands of intricate black tattooes. "These cover the scars from the countless battles...The black cross tattoos under my eyes show the redemption from God that I will never receive..." She then pointed at her crimson red eyes. "These...Like you said...Have seen red everywhere....Everywhere...I stay up at night with forced insomnia, just praying to God that the pounding nightmares of the people I killed won't haunt me! They scream constantly! Calling for help when the last thing they saw in this life was my boot and the hard concrete!..."
"....So, you gunna tell me about your tattoo or what?" The last part she said casually, as if she didn't just explain all of that to him.
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Posted: Wed Apr 16, 2008 4:34 pm
Zahzi's head goes down in full-blown anime style, he raises it up in the same fashion, and says "Well you're a persistant one, arn't you?" he said with a slight chuckle. Not even phased by what she had just said.
"Fine, fine...I'll tell yo-" He looks back at the Doctor, still a tad perturbed by the last few choice words...
"Uh...We could leave the Hospital if we're unnerving you...That much..." he says, with a sly grin.
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Posted: Wed Apr 16, 2008 4:54 pm
Amnity looked over at the Doctor, then laughed. She slapped him on the back again, almost knocking the poor guy over when she did. "Nah...I think we should talk about it here...Dr. Dupree is a cool guy...." The soldier wanted to get something from this in the cruelest way possible. Dr. Dupree looked up at Amnity with a pleading look, as if begging her and Zahzi to leave. "Aw...You want us to leave don't you? But what if we don't want to go?....Maybe we can negotiate a fee..."
The soldier walked out of the hospital, her hands behind her head as the big wad of cash felt heavy in her pocket. She let out a chuckle, looking over at Zahzi. "You know...I don't feel guilty for taking his money....I really don't."
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Posted: Wed Apr 16, 2008 4:55 pm
Kimi was writing down what the mayor was saying when suddenly the dorr came crashing down and a well-dressed woman was standing in the door way carrying in a demon. She started talkng and introduced herself as Shina, the mother of the two demons that the mayor has fought. I'll just stay quiet and take some notes mentally then. I'll help when the mayor needs help. Kimi started recording this conversation in her head. Then after while, Shina knocked out her daughter and soon after her second daughter crashed in through the window. The mayor won't be sleeping in this room tonight.... The Shina flicked her second daughter on the head and knocked her out. Wow, she is really strong. She may match my strength. Well, we both are centuries old, even though we don't act like it.
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Posted: Wed Apr 16, 2008 5:14 pm
He pinches his forehead with his thumb and index finger, and says "Oh yeah...You're a REAL good example of the "virtuous rebellion"..."
He then gets out of the bed, and moves his head in such odd ways that the joints in his neck actually pop. "Shall we get going then? Hospitals always drag me down..."
He goes ahead out of the room even before she has a chance to answer.
It's quite obvious he hates Hospitals...
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Posted: Wed Apr 16, 2008 5:23 pm
Amnity followed after him, not really intending to answer his question in the first place. She placed her hands in her pockets as her black combat boots clattered along the marble floor of the hospital. The soldier notices Zahzi's sudden discomfort, then wondered whether or not to start a conversation on that topic. Yes no yes no yes no yes no...Sure, why not. "Hate hospitals?" She smiled, at least someone else has a morbid dislike for hospitals as well.
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