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Post by dante on May 2, 2008 22:22:23 GMT -6
Dante sighed in relief when she saw that it was not a deformed monstrosity approaching her, but a human being. It was good to know that she wasn't the only one in the nightmarish town. "I'm fine, thank you," she answered with a deceivingly sweet smile. "Tell me, dear, do you know where we are?"
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Post by Scar on May 2, 2008 22:24:31 GMT -6
The drifter shook his head. "Your guess is as good as mine." he replied. "What exactly are you doing here, anyways?" he asked. "No offence, but this doesn't look like the type of place an elderly lady would want to go."
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Post by dante on May 2, 2008 22:31:42 GMT -6
Dante was tempted to admonish him for calling her elderly, being quite touchy about her age, but decided against it. After all, he seemed like a powerful individual that could protect her, so she didn't want to get on his bad side. "I haven't a clue how I ended up here, to be perfectly honest," she told him. "Last thing I remember, I was heading to Central with my apprentice."
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Post by aspiredeathe on May 3, 2008 6:15:06 GMT -6
Walking after Hughes, Havoc readjusted Hawkeye gently, so he could grab the gun in his holster if the need came.
Walking down the hallway, mist poured in through windows where the boards had been ripped off with such sheer force the wall around it had cracked.
As they walked by Havoc could see Barry and the girls outside.
He wanted to wave, call out to them that they'd be there in a minute, but became rather unsure of that as he heard a distant shuffling sound, getting closer by the second.
"Hughes?"He looked at the whim of his friend, hoping whatever it was, was avoidable.
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Post by fanboi on May 4, 2008 9:18:20 GMT -6
Maes shook his head his eyes gleaming as he held the dagger, "Protect Riza. I cannot be hurt but the two of you can be." he said raising the dagger he would protect them. He had to keep his friends safe.
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Post by fabiolamustang on May 4, 2008 9:51:11 GMT -6
Riza sighed. "Jean" she said staring at him. "L-leave me here... i-it's ok if you do... get the hell out of here safe... p-please..." she said and moaned because of her wound. "I'm j-just a burden" she said and threw up more blood. "It's an order... second lieutenant..."
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Post by Scar on May 4, 2008 21:24:55 GMT -6
The drifter nodded. "I see..." he sighed and looked around. "Well, won't do to stand around here...Come on, lets go. Maybe we'll find some normal people in this hell hole." He said, starting to walk. Whether the woman joined him or not...that was her problem.
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Post by aspiredeathe on May 7, 2008 17:34:11 GMT -6
"You can shoot me later as punishment, cos i'm gonna have to disobey your orders. Now be quiet and get some sleep."He smiled at her.
"Maybe there's another way out?"He asked sounding hopeful, but wasn't really optimistic.
The sounds got louder and louder, till it seemed to stop. Silence drifted towards them as they listened carefully.
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Post by fabiolamustang on May 7, 2008 20:16:39 GMT -6
"Hmm... I bet... there's no fucking exit... to this cursed... place and stop... shuting me up" she said with pauses between the words. "Lieutenant... give me a gun... put me on my feet... and let me help you until... there's no more air... for me to... breathe" Riza's body got accustomed to blood lost, even if she was a bit dizzy, she thought she could be able to keep fighting... or at least covering her friend's back.
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Post by aspiredeathe on May 8, 2008 13:34:59 GMT -6
"Sorry Lt. but i can't let you do that. I'm not gonna let you risk yourself while i'm perfectly capable of risking myself."He grinned but was actually rather serious.He'd rather give his life up than lose another friend.
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Post by fabiolamustang on May 8, 2008 20:00:55 GMT -6
"Please... I feel useless..." Riza felt that if things kept going the way they were, they would end with both of them dead. She wanted Jean to get back safe. "At least give... me a gun, as long as I live... I want to give those bastards... a bullet in their ass..."
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Post by aspiredeathe on May 9, 2008 16:32:02 GMT -6
Havoc grinned, that was the Hawkeye he knew.
"Hang on."He somehow managed to grab his other gun while still holding her"Here. It's fully loaded so go crazy."He winks before turning to Hughes.
"Can you check if whatever's down there, is still there?"He motions around the corner where the noise had so abruptly stopped.
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Post by fabiolamustang on May 9, 2008 16:59:42 GMT -6
"Thank you so much Havoc... I promise you won't regret on giving me this" She said while taking the gun. Riza smirked.
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Post by dante on May 9, 2008 20:38:33 GMT -6
Dante followed closely behind the scarred man, remaining silent. She had never been one for conversation, and talking would undoubtedly attract unwanted attention. Clutching onto her parasol, she stayed alert, listening for any sounds in the surrounding fog.
After they had been walking for about five minutes, Dante noticed a shadowy figure in the middle of the road. "Hold on," she told the stranger as she stopped in her tracks, trying to get a good look at the creature. Her vision was going - something she was well aware of - but even she could tell it wasn't human.
As the creature slowly approached, its features became visible. It resembled a cloaked bust with two lank, over-sized gray arms for legs. The monstrosity had two large heads that resembled those of sleeping babies. It extended one of its massive arms while balancing itself on the other and pointed at Dante.
Dante, alarmed by the demon's gesture, stepped back and glared at it. She said nothing, having trouble finding her voice for the first time in a hundred years.
"Rotted heart," the creature whispered in a child's voice, though neither of its mouths moved. It repeated itself several times, then lowered its arm and retreated into the fog.
Dante stared off into the fog with narrowed eyes. She knew exactly what the abomination meant, and wondered why it didn't make a move against her. Whatever was distorting the town knew who she was, it seemed, and apparently wanted her alive - at least for now, anyway. "....Well, you certainly don't see that every day," she remarked, sounding more than a bit unnerved.
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Post by silverviper2134 on May 9, 2008 20:48:18 GMT -6
Martel was standing in the alleyways when she noticed Scar and Dante. Interested, she crept behind them, making sure to stay out of sight. After all, people usually judged her for what she was. But, who could blame them, seeing as she had been sired by one of the monsters and a human woman? Eyes glowing yellow in the dark, she continued to fallow them. She didn't bother to pay attention to where she was going, as long as she could see the strangers.
Suddenly, a tall figure slithered out from the darkness. His dark skin seemed as though it was covered with scales. Instead of a nose, he had slits for nostrils. Greasy black hair covered his scalp and the pupils of his yellow eyes were slits. He wore a dark robe. "Martel........" he said, looking at his daughter. His name was Mytenak, and he was Martel's father.
Martel chose to ignore her father, intent on finding out more about these humans. She had never seen one up close, having been raised by the serpentine monsters her father commanded.
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Post by aspiredeathe on May 11, 2008 14:57:17 GMT -6
"You and a gun is something i will never have doubt or regret over."Havoc grins at her.
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Post by silverviper2134 on May 11, 2008 15:00:28 GMT -6
"Come with me, dear" Mytenak said, grabbing his daughter's arm and dragging her away. Martel sighed, she had really wanted to talk to these humans. "Take care of them" he said, when they reached their destination. Looking out of the darkness, Martel saw a man and a woman. She smiled as her father left, and stepped into the light.
"Hi" she greeted the man.
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Post by aspiredeathe on May 11, 2008 15:24:02 GMT -6
Startled, Havoc steps away from the strange woman, holding Hawkeye protectively.
"Who..What do you want?"He glares at her, pointing his gun
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Post by silverviper2134 on May 11, 2008 15:25:56 GMT -6
"Relax, relax" Martel said, holding up her arms. "The name's Martel, and believe it or not, I just wanna talk". She knew this would happen. The tribal tattoo on her face usually freaked out people, even if they didn't know what it was.
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Post by aspiredeathe on May 11, 2008 15:31:07 GMT -6
"Okay.About what?" Havoc lowered his gun, but not completely, he didn't trust a single thing in this place save his companions. Oddly enough that now included a man he'd consider to shoot on sight before.
The fact that this woman looked odd, he couldn't quite tell what, but it freaked him out, made him want to shoot her, but his voice of reasoning told him to at least hear what she had to say.
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