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Post by Incendiary Aftermath on Sept 8, 2012 0:25:45 GMT -5
*I sigh* We need them, unfortunately. *I start to walk back to the car when I notice a trickle of red coming from Vol's lips.* Volume... *I gently pull her lip down to notice her mouth is bleeding* Uh... I'm no dentist, but your mouth shouldn't be doing that. Are you okay? *I examine it a bit more until I notice her tongue and cheeks have been bitten. I'm shocked.* Uh... what... the Hell?
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Post by Volume Virus on Sept 8, 2012 0:37:16 GMT -5
Needed to wake myself up. There wasn't exactly any cold water to splash in my face. Oddly enough, I could have just waited for our pet Exterminator to poke me in the back and it would have had the same effect. *Don't mention that it wasn't that at all, that you just didn't want to open your mouth at any cost because you knew that he would disregard what came out.* We don't need them. They're just going to go home and get themselves ready for a pill vacation. This is a Killjoy job, and I was stupid and wrong to think that even so much as considering that dragging a whitecoat into the Zones was anything but a suicide mission. We don't need them, and we don't need civilians. Why not just go home, sleep easy for a bit? *There I go again, saying things that I don't believe. It's a good habit, one that I need to get back into. Today has been...horrifyingly full of me speaking my mind, and equally full of times when I was ignored. But we don't think about that, do we, Volume? No, Virus, we think happy thoughts.*
*False. I think pessimistic and she thinks crazy.*
Please get your hands out of my mouth. I did not particularly want to know what death tasted like.
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Post by Kokopelli on Sept 8, 2012 1:02:48 GMT -5
*I sheath my knives and glance at the remaining killjoys. It seemed they all were splitting and that sounded like I was going to have to find a new place to go to.*
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Post by Incendiary Aftermath on Sept 8, 2012 1:23:54 GMT -5
You act like I touch dead people without cleaning off my hands. *I fix my jacket and step back.* I'm not a savage like you think I am. *I turn to Pelli* you're a Killjoy, right? You're welcome to come with us. We own a school... well, prison, in Zone 2. Volume needs some rest, and I could do with some as well. *I turn back to Volume* We need civilians, Vol. They're innocent. They have nothing to do with any of this, and they don't deserve this. Also, we need to talk when we get back. Okay? *I kiss Vol on the forehead and walk to the car*
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Post by Kokopelli on Sept 8, 2012 8:12:22 GMT -5
Why thank you that's very kind of you Mr... *I follow them over to their car, awaiting on what to call them.*
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Post by Volume Virus on Sept 8, 2012 14:38:03 GMT -5
When do we not need to talk about something or other that I've done? *I roll my eyes a bit. I'm finally starting to doubt that I'll be kicked out, so "we need to talk" more so makes me feel like a disappointment than a completely horrible human being that should not exist.* I know they're innocent, but they're scared of us. They're 70% water, 30% medication. And they are not necessary for our survival. That was all I meant.
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Post by Daystar Delight on Sept 8, 2012 14:54:01 GMT -5
Can I come home with you guys too? I do have a thing for schoolgirls. Well...that's more of an inside joke with the Sakka-Jiyuu. *Hey, it's not my fault that the cutest person there was also the one who decided that dressing like a classic anime girl was a good idea.* The little girl is safe from me. I swear by the sign of my birth. Can't vouch for any other attractive people that you might be hiding from me just yet. *I wink and get settled in the car.* I will try to avoid loud noises. Who's driving? Sugar or Spice? *I point to Volume and Aftermath respectively.*
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Post by Incendiary Aftermath on Sept 8, 2012 23:59:30 GMT -5
Call me Aftermath, *I motion to Pelli* As for you... Day... Get in back, and shut up. I've dealt with your type before. *I turn my attention back to Volume* Can you ever just take the sarcasm and stow it away? Like for a damn second? If you don't want to be here, or around me, then you don't have to be, but I've had enough with your attitude! You're either annoyed, or over-exagerating the circumstances. I've noticed the way you've been acting lately, if you have something to say, just fucking say it!
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Post by Kokopelli on Sept 9, 2012 1:23:51 GMT -5
*I nod respectfully to him.* Then call me Kokopelli, or if you must, I would accept Pelli as well. *I notice the arguing going on and raise my flute to my lips and play a short but calming song intended to help calm them.*
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Post by Volume Virus on Sept 9, 2012 6:50:35 GMT -5
I've been having things to say all day. You haven't been listening when I say them. *I almost punch myself in the face. Why would I say that?* But that's just fine. I know how you get with BLI and I have no idea what I expected. *I get into the driver's seat and wait for everyone else to pile in. Day has already claimed the right to recline all the way and put her feet up on my headrest, it seems.*
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Post by Incendiary Aftermath on Sept 9, 2012 14:38:46 GMT -5
*I push Day's legs down and let Volume recline* Do you think I haven't been listening to you? Volume, there's been too much going on. If I'm not protecting you from some cannibal freak, I'm arguing with BLI personnel OR said cannibal freak. I apologize if your words get lost somewhere between that, and the dozens of dead bodies we've been inspecting. It's not exactly easy to keep track of everything and everyone, right now.
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Post by Volume Virus on Sept 9, 2012 14:44:30 GMT -5
*I pull my seat back up. Day replaces her legs. I'm fine with this arrangement, honestly.* I also happened to be saying something you didn't like hearing. It's only understandable, judging by your track record. *I think it matters that the guys from BLI are, you know, humans. Aftermath...I don't think he sees them as people. They're more like vermin in his eyes, just as I assume we're vermin to them. I'm not a Killjoy; if I can associate with enemies, I deserve to have them kill me.*
*Shut up, Virus.*
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Post by Incendiary Aftermath on Sept 10, 2012 13:29:28 GMT -5
Where do you get off, saying shit like that? My track record? Which record are you talking about? My experience as a marine that fought for the rights of people who couldn't fight for themselves? How about my record organizing the first militia once the bomb fell, and defending the shores from an outside threat? Or maybe you mean me witnessing the rise of BLI and watching my best friend slowly turn into someone else. *I turn on the car and start to drive off* How about being shot at point blank range by someone I worked with to try and SAVE battery city? *I sigh* I know that you think I'm an idiot, but I'd appreciate a little more respect than that.
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Post by Volume Virus on Sept 10, 2012 13:44:17 GMT -5
Your track record of killing pretty much everyone in white unless you have something to gain from keeping them breathing. I don't think you're an idiot. It's been established that I'm the dumbest one in the Zones. And ii do respect you, mostly because I'm sure I'd have that gun cane on my head if I didn't. In return for being an ass, I'll do whatever you want when we get home, whether it involves my death or not.
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Post by Incendiary Aftermath on Sept 10, 2012 14:17:12 GMT -5
You just... You just don't get it, do you? *I shake my head and focus on driving for a while* after all this time, you still don't even know me... I'm hurt, Volume. Honestly, I'm hurt. I've done nothing but try and protect you. Never once have I ever tried to hurt you. Never, have I laid a finger on you that wasn't meant to comfort you... And you still think I'm just some brute... *I turn to her, holding back a tear* Are you just with me out of fear...?
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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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