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Posted: Sat Oct 22, 2011 7:31 pm
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Posted: Sat Oct 22, 2011 7:43 pm
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The hunchback made an anxious noise in his throat, glancing from Freya to Herryk with concern. They didn't even know Barth... but he supposed it might have just been in their natures to be loyal. He could respect that. GENERALLY he liked to think of himself as loyal. Sure things sometimes got sticky with things like... student counsel elections but... well... Barth... Barth had a place. An important place. A place no one else he had ever met had ever filled. Not even Calder.
Knowing Lattice's... disablement, he quickly scrawled out a couple quick notes, one for himself to remember, and the other for the tattoo-creature specifically.
The Sun Rises.
Miss Lattice, just use your Fear. The not-Reapers fear us. If they do not, they will when we are done with them.
He tore off the bottom part of the note, handing it to Lattice specifically before nodding to his Team Mates.
They would save Barth. They had to. With a firm nod, he turned to limp with determination towards the door, not bothering to wait for the others. They would join him or get left behind. But once given a task, an Igor Must Complete It.
((Exiting into the house))
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Posted: Sat Oct 22, 2011 7:53 pm
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Posted: Sat Oct 22, 2011 7:55 pm
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Posted: Sat Oct 22, 2011 7:56 pm
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Posted: Sat Oct 22, 2011 8:08 pm
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Posted: Sat Oct 22, 2011 8:09 pm
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Posted: Sat Oct 22, 2011 8:45 pm
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Team ARPK Alas, there wasn't much time left. Between the few moments she had been with Moure some of the others were done with their reunions and heading back into the house. She was kicking herself for not being able to tell them anything. How dangerous it was, how unwise it would be to go back. At least, she had to tell Moure everything she knew.
“You're going in too aren't you?”
It was more of a statement than a question. She had seen Roch and Danny go back in, she knew the patchwork boil would follow suit.
“These false reapers....they can appear without warning in your room.” She paused, wondering how the rest even managed to find their way to the tent to rescue them.
“Their leader with the blue glowing scythe – the one at the tent. Quite honestly we don't stand a chance against him. Those trainees on the other hand.....”
“I digress. These people have capture guns, they can and they will shoot at us with 50% chance of us getting successfully netted. Those were prototypes though.”
“After our little...run-in with them, let's just say they aren't on the best terms with us Halloweeners at all, especially seeing what had just happened.” There was another pause as Edel pondered over the best way to put the next few words across. Inside, she hoped Moure wouldn't be shocked at what she was about to say. She probably wasn't exactly the kind, innocent ghoul he thought she was. Well, not exactly considering what horrible things she created in those cages. Heh.
“You'll be fighting for your lives. Please don't, don't get taken.” Her grip on his hands tightened as she said those words. “They have some sort of device that can turn us into weapons, the ones those false reapers were holding – those were once halloweeners. It's cylindrical....you'll probably know it if you see it but I pray you don't ever come across it.”
She had to speed up now. “If you aren't compatible to become a weapon, they'll simply kill you.” Edel decided to omit the part about how it felt being captive – how they could drain their FEAR and render them completely helpless. “Our best bet might be to destroy all their equipment, if there is ever another run in with them again before this fieldtrip is over. And quite honestly....” The frost demon braced herself for what she was about to say next.
“Fight for the kill. They're essentially doing the same too.”
“They warp away if they're down.” she quickly added. Edel gave Moure a meaningful look that indicated he was free to ask any questions. Meanwhile she reached into her pocket to pull out a pumpkin pill and the pendant that was noticeably absent from her forehead. She dropped both items in the patchwork boil's hand and simply said this:
“Come back.”
((OOC: checking with GMs to see if pumpkin pill transferring is allowed Legalised! Transferring (1) pumpkin pill to Group 4 from Group 7))
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Posted: Sat Oct 22, 2011 8:52 pm
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Posted: Sat Oct 22, 2011 9:08 pm
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Posted: Sat Oct 22, 2011 9:19 pm
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Posted: Sat Oct 22, 2011 9:35 pm
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Posted: Sat Oct 22, 2011 10:06 pm
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Posted: Sat Oct 22, 2011 10:29 pm
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