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Post by Arson Anthem on Jan 19, 2012 4:25:34 GMT -5
Ouch - *I start to automatically pull my hand away, but then stop, watching Red. She's so focused, her fingers light as they move over my hand. I don't understand her... I have a general idea of what she's been through, and even though I'm sure I don't know the half of it, I'd expect a kid her age to be a broken-down wreck by now. But she keeps surprising me with these little gestures... my smile is genuine this time, though I still feel wiped out.* Thanks, Red.
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Post by redhavoc on Jan 19, 2012 14:39:54 GMT -5
*I nod, focusing on Arson's hand until I can't find any more. Then I let that hand drop and reach for the other. She looks so tall from where I am sitting... My task oriented mind is delighted at having somthing to do after weeks of just surviving. I shiver a bit, wishing I could forget the last 15 days or so for a while. I know that soon I'll get well enough to start to process what happened to me, but for now all I want is Arson's left hand*
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Post by Arson Anthem on Jan 19, 2012 14:47:42 GMT -5
*I sit down on the edge of Red's bed and hold out my other hand for her. Closing my eyes, I feel like I could fall asleep if I let myself. Maybe Jump's right. I do need to sleep somewhere other than the chair. I think I'll find somewhere else for tomorrow night. Or tonight, rather, since it's technically the morning.*
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Moonlight Revenge
BLInd Kid
Listen to others, but don't lose your voice...
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Post by Moonlight Revenge on Jan 19, 2012 15:23:16 GMT -5
*stops from walking for a long time when I finally found a safehouse... walks around the safehouse, while looking at it trying to find the door. when I finally find it, knocks the door and hoping that someone will answer*
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Post by Funhouse Gear on Jan 19, 2012 15:28:21 GMT -5
*I look up at the knock, quickly snapping the battery back into my raygun and checking that it's set to stun. I should have been at the window... but I thought someone else was keeping watch. Standing, I move a chair a few inches in front of the door since we don't have a security chain, and open the door a crack.* Hello?
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Moonlight Revenge
BLInd Kid
Listen to others, but don't lose your voice...
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Post by Moonlight Revenge on Jan 19, 2012 15:30:39 GMT -5
*starts to speak while pressing on my injured arm* hello, I escaped from Battery City and this is the closest safehouse I could find.
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Post by Funhouse Gear on Jan 19, 2012 15:35:09 GMT -5
*I open the door the rest of the way, pushing the chair to the side. Now that I can see her better, she's obviously a killjoy, and she looks like she's hurt* Sure, come in. Didn't mean to be rude, but we probably have dracs looking for us at the moment. *I close and relock the door once she's in, motioning to the couch* Have a seat. Name's Gear, and you're in luck if your arm hurts as much as it looks like it does. We've got a medic here.
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Moonlight Revenge
BLInd Kid
Listen to others, but don't lose your voice...
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Post by Moonlight Revenge on Jan 19, 2012 15:55:15 GMT -5
it's okay, I understand *goes and sits on the couch* thanks a lot, I truly needed help
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Post by petroleumblaster on Jan 19, 2012 20:25:06 GMT -5
*I get up when I hear the knock on the door and listen from the top of the stairs, ready to go back and get my gun if I need to. I notice that Arson and Red are up as well. When I hear that our visitor is a killjoy and injured, I turn to get Jump and practically jump (pun?) out of my skin when I see him standing in the hall* Hey, your doctor-sense tingling or something?
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Post by jumpstart on Jan 19, 2012 20:44:04 GMT -5
*I nod, still a little out of it* Something like that. PB, I actually woke up when I hear the knock. I... I never wake up.
*PB pats me on the back and jokes that maybe I'm finally growing up. I stick out my tongue at him and grab my med bag before heading downstairs, PB right behind me. By now I've changed back into my scrubs, which I am much more comfortable in. I smile when I see the new Killjoy, not wanting to freak her out. She looks pretty bad... and hungry* Hey, I'm Jump. This is my twin brother, Petroleum Blaster, but everyone calls him PB. Hey, PB, you wanna make a little breakfast?
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Post by Arson Anthem on Jan 19, 2012 23:06:16 GMT -5
*I hear motion and talking from below, and open my eyes. Red's still got my hand, and I gently pull it away* I'm going to go see what's going on. Back in a few. *I think about telling her to stay put, but I don't think she's going anywhere in her condition. Closing the door behind me and heading downstairs, I pause in the doorway to the front room, surprised to see a new killjoy* Hey, there.
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Post by redhavoc on Jan 20, 2012 0:16:23 GMT -5
*Arson leaves for the killjoys downstairs. Up until now I have not minded, but suddenly I feel very alone. I hear voices down below and do some quick planning, staring at the floor, which leades to the door, then down the stairs...*
*It takes a couple painful minutes of maneuvering to get my feet over the side of bed and touch the floor. The sweatshirt and pajamas from Glass fit me rather loosly, but that's not a surprise. I delight in the sensation of the cool floor on my feet. Taking a couple deep breaths and grabbing the chair Arson was sitting in, I haul myslef into a standing position. It takes all my effort not to shout out in pain, as my entire body feels like a mass of shreded and mashed paper*
*My drac training, however, serves me well and I push these sensations aside in favor of learning what is going on downstairs. Many small, baby-steps later and I make it to the door, panting. It isn't latched, so I open it just enough and slip through. As I start to descend the staircase I feel a bit lightheaded. Shadows dance on the walls in the early morning as the killjoys move around downstairs. Someone says something about a blaster... and breakfast...*
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Post by petroleumblaster on Jan 20, 2012 0:28:11 GMT -5
*I wave at the new killjoy* Yeah, sure, Glass showed me where she put the pancake mix and we have to use up the rest of the orange juice before it goes bad. I think we even have syrup...
*I wander into the kitchen and begin breakfast preparations. Cooking always makes me happy...*
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Post by Arson Anthem on Jan 20, 2012 0:42:51 GMT -5
*The new girl gives me and PB a little wave, and I notice she seems to be favoring one arm. I bet she'll have an interesting story to tell... I'm distracted by a quiet noise behind me, and turn to see Red halfway down the stairs, looking unsteady* What the - Red! What are you doing?! *My surprise turns to worry when I see her blink at me a few times as though trying to focus. I jump up the stairs towards her two at a time as she reaches out as though to lean on the wall and starts to fall instead, her eyes rolling back* Shit -
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Post by redhavoc on Jan 20, 2012 0:58:27 GMT -5
*I'm out for a few moments and suddenly I'm at the bottom of the stairs, Jump and Arson the only figures in my field of vision. I push Jump away as he tries to find a pulse. I point to the new person in the room, trying to indicate that I want to stay. Only then do I realize that everyone seems to be shouting, then the pain hits.... white-hot lights but I shake it away*
*As my vision clears another Jump pokes his head in from the other room and I grab Arson's shoulder, surprised. I didn't realize there were two of them...*
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Yes, I'm still running - sort of. But it is lonely out here. Haven't seen anyone else for a while.
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