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Post by Incendiary Aftermath on Nov 15, 2011 18:44:08 GMT -5
*I shift my focus to the girl beside me, Red.* You don't say much, do you, kid? *She is obviously much younger than the rest of the group, and I laugh a bit at her discomfort* Drac got your tongue?
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Rachel Mahoney
BLInd Kid
split in two and never quite whole
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Post by Rachel Mahoney on Nov 15, 2011 18:45:28 GMT -5
*I quickly follow Orwell. Hearing the explosions help snap me out of my daze*
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Post by redhavoc on Nov 15, 2011 19:15:47 GMT -5
*I shake my head, flustered. I point to my throat, then put my hands up, indicating that I don't speak. I don't know why I'm trying to explain this to a criminal...*
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Post by Volume Virus on Nov 15, 2011 19:27:30 GMT -5
*My gun's been drawn for a while, and I've become jumpy, moving my head back and forth every time I hear a noise.* Do you think he left the tower? Or do you think he's still here?
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Post by Incendiary Aftermath on Nov 15, 2011 19:49:54 GMT -5
*I laugh at Red* Oh, how insensitive of me... I'm sorry you're a mute. Heh. *I turn my attention to Vol, trying to comfort her* Knowing him? I have no idea... Quite frankly i think we're better off if he's out there. But that's just me... Can't wait to see this "armory" Wilson was referring to.
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Post by Volume Virus on Nov 15, 2011 19:55:32 GMT -5
We might be, but there's an entire city worth of emotionless civvies out there! Many of whom are female. The bastard's going to have a field day. *I shudder at the very thought of Basilisk let loose in a city.* I'm not the inside team. I won't be responsible for him. Don't think about it, Volume.... *I close my eyes momentarily, trying to squeeze out the distressed thoughts. Surprisingly, it works.* Okay. Better. Do we have a plan?
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Post by redhavoc on Nov 15, 2011 19:57:08 GMT -5
*I shrug at Aftermath's comment and look away, missing Max's quiet acceptance. I marvel at IA's ability to talk to anyone...maybe someday...*
*I too am looking forward to the armory and getting my gun back...I'll grab a few grenades as well...*
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Post by Incendiary Aftermath on Nov 15, 2011 19:58:37 GMT -5
Get guns, fight. Hope we don't die. Don't worry, I'll have your back. I promise. *I put an arm around Vol and squeeze, then let go, the noises in the walls keep coming, and i grow more concerned*
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Post by Volume Virus on Nov 15, 2011 20:02:55 GMT -5
And I'll have yours. *I take one look at his face, then grab his hand before I can think twice about it.* Are you okay? You look...scared. I've never seen you look scared before. We'll be fine, and I promise that I'll see to that as well as I can.
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Post by Incendiary Aftermath on Nov 15, 2011 20:05:35 GMT -5
*I tense up as Vol grabs onto my hand. She is holding your hand. SHE IS HOLDING YOUR FUCKING HAND* Thanks Vol... I know you do. *I squeeze her hand and smile* After this is all over, think about it, we'll be able to be like Bonnie and Clyde. Only... minus the death.
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Post by Sylvia Main on Nov 15, 2011 20:06:03 GMT -5
(sorry, got distracted.)
*The others are all talk but I stay towards the back of the group, rubbing my fingertips along the white walls. I see the rack of laser rifles lined up along the wall but I just grab a few batteries for my ray gun and make sure my pocketknife is still tucked into my sock before following the others out.*
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Post by Max Griffiths on Nov 15, 2011 20:06:34 GMT -5
*I don't like that the killjoys are inside the tower, but when I don't get an order to kill them I decide they must not be a threat. I don't pay attention to the conversation, just making a mental note of which team I'm on. The bombing is vaguely interesting. It's a pity I'm on the defense.*
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Post by Volume Virus on Nov 15, 2011 20:15:44 GMT -5
I have absolutely no idea what you're referencing there but I guess it sounds good. As long as there's no death, I think I'm in. *I smile as I realize how much I just calmed him down. I usually go where I can do the most good, and that must be where I am.* Now, then. Let's get to the suiting up and surviving, shall we?
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Post by Incendiary Aftermath on Nov 15, 2011 20:19:20 GMT -5
*I shoot Morand a look that says "Say another word and i'll bite your throat". But i top it off with a smile, in order to avoid any hostilities.* No, we are not. I would like to indulge in our emotions before our possible deaths. Not like you would know anything about that. *Way to keep the tension low... dumbass*
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Post by Sylvia Main on Nov 15, 2011 20:21:16 GMT -5
*I scowl and push past IA, calmly saying* Back off Aftermath. Some of us like to keep a level head before a big fight.
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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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