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Post by jackofsticks on Nov 2, 2007 3:55:42 GMT -6
"As sweet a moment as this is..." Kimblee interrupted, "I wouldn't suggest that we stay here much longer." He turned around from the dark corner he was huddled in. "Lead the way."
(( And Kimblee with be automatously following. Feel free to use him as needed until Sunday.))
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Post by silverviper2134 on Nov 2, 2007 5:02:08 GMT -6
Martel gave Greed a thankful smile as she pulled herself into a standing posistion."I couldn't stop myself" she said softly. She glanced at Kimblee when he spoke. "As much as I hate to say it, Kimblee's right" she told Greed. A worried look was still etched on her face. She couldn't help but worry about the others. "Let's just find the others and get the hell out of here, before something else tries to kill us".
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Post by Envy on Nov 2, 2007 12:56:04 GMT -6
GREEDO
*Well said,* he murmured and changed back into a normal body. He rubbed his head. *I have a slight hangover every time I do this,* he said in an irritated tone. *Now come you two and keep your eyes on guard! There is no way that Pride will let us leave just like that...*
It took only a few moments to return to the lab. The look around and then his eyes rested on Tucker. *Ready?* he asked in a neutral tone.
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Post by silverviper2134 on Nov 2, 2007 12:58:03 GMT -6
Martel smiled when she saw the others. At least they were safe, for the moment. Suddenly she remembered her injury and attempted to hide it from them, failing horribly. Still, she didn't want them to worry, or know she had failed to attack Bradley...or should she call him Pride?
"At least you guys are okay. Did you see the Fuhrer come by here?" she said to them. She had been worried, after all they were the closest things to a family she had. Then she remember the newest member of their little group.
Looking at Kimblee she said, with little interest, "This is Kimblee".
Once he was introduced she looked to Greed and said, "You have any idea what time it is? I hope we can leave before nightfall." She then realized that Greed wouldn't leave until Tucker was ready. However, patience was not something Martel was known for. So she leaned against the wall and extended her arm a little. It was stiff and stretched slowly. Martel sighed, knowing that until her wound had healed, she wouldn't be much use to Greed.
Trying to break the silence she looked to Loa, Dorochet, and Bido. "Anything happen to you guys while we were gone?"
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Post by carduus on Nov 4, 2007 14:48:18 GMT -6
Tucker was already ready, but struggled with the barrel containing Nina conserved in the blue water. He was pretty much ignorant towards the others - only to the point of looking tiredly at a couple of those who could help him carry his load.
"Ready just... someone help me carry this..." He took his glasses off and ran a hand over his face in that tired manner - dried blood flaking off as he did so.
He didn't care about Kimbley - not knowing him and not even knowing anything else as he remained in the confinements of the lab through all that happened to the others.
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Post by silverviper2134 on Nov 4, 2007 15:09:54 GMT -6
Martel smiled slightly once Tucker said he was almost ready. She pushed herself off the wall, wincing a little bit as she put pressure on her shoulder. She looked at Greed. "Once again, do you have any idea what time it is?" She wasn't trying to sound rude, but she wanted to get out before it got too dark outside.
Noticing Tucker struggling with the tank, she glanced at the others before walking over to him. "I can try to help you, don't know how much help I'll be though...."Actually, she wouldn't be able to help very much at all, but being in the lab made her uneasy, espically with the silence that surrounded them at the moment. "What do you need?" she asked Tucker, trying to sound less anxious than she felt.
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Post by carduus on Nov 5, 2007 14:43:47 GMT -6
Tucker gave her a blank look. "Somebody, who could carry this." He finally focuses on her. "Which you don't look capable of..." He trailed off, looking pale and a bit lost at times. He just wanted to get away - get to a safe place to work on Nina.
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Post by silverviper2134 on Nov 5, 2007 15:00:44 GMT -6
Martel frowned. For a moment she had forgotten about the stupid mistake she had made before. But she suddenly remembered her failure.
"One of you just help him so we can get the hell out of here" she hissed to the others. She made no effort to hide her anger and slight distress. She had to leave before it got to cold out, or risk dying out there.
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Post by Envy on Nov 6, 2007 17:10:26 GMT -6
GREEDO
CHIMERAS
Dorchet, Loa, Bido and others moved forward towards Martel. Dorchet examined her wound and nodded slightly. *It's just a flesh wound, nothing serious,* he said calmly. *What happened out there?*
Loa just looked at Martel and smiled slightly. Then he moved to Tucker. *It seems it is really important for you,* he said to him quitely. *I will carry it for you, I am a bull after all.* There is a bit of shame in his voice. It was not easy for him, for any of them, to talk about what happened to them. They looked on themselves as on monsters, banned from the human society.
Bido moved closer to Kimbley. *Ah, you were here to, Mr. Kaboom?* he asked in an exited tone. *You probably don't remember me, but I saw you several times in Ishbal, using these.* He looked at his alchemic insignia in his palms. *So you are going to join us? That's some good news.*
Greedo just rolled eyes and put his sunglasses on again. But he agreed with Martel. The sooner they'll get out of here, the better. They will have to get out of the city to the countryside and then the Eastern Desert. But it shouldn't be hard, East City wasn't that far away. The only thing he was afraid of was Pride. It seemed unnatural for a homonculi to show his face before he has all triumfs in his hands.
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Post by silverviper2134 on Nov 6, 2007 17:14:36 GMT -6
Martel looked at the ground, not wanting to look her friends in the eye. "Those bastards shot me, when I tried to attack the Fuhrer".
The realization that they would finally be free relieved Martel greatly. Finally a chance to leave this memory behind her and return the favor for the soldiers who had put her through hell. Remembering why she was so anxious to leave in the first place, she looked to Greed. "Greed" she hissed to him, "Is it still daytime?". She was hoping it was; Daytime meant light and most of the time, light meant warmth.
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Post by Envy on Nov 7, 2007 17:05:20 GMT -6
GREEDO
CHIMERAS
*You mean Führer Bradley was here? And attacked you?* Dorched looked shocked at Martel and Greedo. *But this makes no sense at all! Why was he here? And why didn't he finished you off? You killed him?*
Greedo stepped forward his mouth opened in suprise. *You say, that Pride is the Führer of this country? Now this is going to be very difficult. Dante has a homonculi leading this country... Now we really got to hurry!* He looked at Martel and shook his head. *I am afraid, that daytime is comming to the end, dear. Night is following in its steps.*
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Post by silverviper2134 on Nov 7, 2007 17:15:01 GMT -6
At the revelation that it was close to night, Martel's eyes widened. "What?! No!" she said, sounding slightly panicked. A voice in the back of her mind scolded her for the outburst, but she couldn't help it. She was afraid of dying so soon after she was finally free.
She looked at Dorochet and sighed. "No, we didn't kill him, but I wanted to. I wanted him to pay for what his soldiers did to all of us".
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Post by Envy on Nov 7, 2007 17:19:06 GMT -6
GREEDO
He observed her closely. *What is the matter with you?* he asked her curiously. *The darkness will work as our cover. Or are you afraid of dark?* He snigered and scratched the back of his head. He did not understand what she was crying about now. Women... never going to understand them, although he liked them. A lot.
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Post by silverviper2134 on Nov 7, 2007 17:20:39 GMT -6
"It's not the dark that worries me" she told him, her voice starting out hard and softening as she spoke. "It's the cold. I know we'll have to travel through the desert to get anywhere, and I'm not to keen on dying tonight".
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Post by Envy on Nov 7, 2007 17:23:43 GMT -6
GREEDO
*Oh, now it is cold that worries you?* Greedo shook his head once more. *You won't die because of cold.* This was getting absurd. He couldnt see the reason why Martel was sudenly so freaked out. *Well, we can make fire in desert, if you insist...* he shrugged shoulders and looked away.
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Post by silverviper2134 on Nov 7, 2007 17:25:58 GMT -6
"Did you forget I was combined with a snake?" she asked him, angrily. "That makes me cold-blooded, so getting cold can kill me." She wasn't trying to anger Greed, but she couldn't help showing her emotions at the moment towards him. But she couldn't help but wonder. Did Greed know she had that certain reptilian feature? Was his attitude towards her distress simply a way to punish her for what she had done before with Bradley?
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Post by Envy on Nov 8, 2007 16:47:14 GMT -6
GREEDO
*Snake?* He was confused. What had the snake to do with coldness? *I'm sorry,* he sniggered at her, *but biology was never my strong side. Are you saying that if you get cold you die? I believe that snake would survive the temperature that is outside.* He didn't understand her. But then he just shrugged shoulders. He had many women in his life but he never managed to understand any of them.
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Post by silverviper2134 on Nov 8, 2007 16:50:07 GMT -6
"If we have to go through the desert, it's going to be freezing for me" Martel said, trying to hide the fact that she was really getting annoyed. However she was also impatient to get out of this place. "Never mind. Let's just get the hell out of here".
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Post by Envy on Nov 8, 2007 17:15:46 GMT -6
GREEDO
*It's all fine by me,* said Greedo in a casual voice. *You, Sewing-life, are you ready? You have evyrything you need?* He also wanted to leave quickly. With Pride on their trail, it won't be an easy run.
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Post by carduus on Nov 9, 2007 2:57:04 GMT -6
He looked up to greed and shook his head in a silent confirmation. He looked to Loa, mutely handing him the ropes of the barrel and nodding again in thanks. He stuck close to the bull chimera, eyes shifting from the barrel to observe the surroundings and back.
"Let's just leave" He whispers hoarsely.
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