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Post by Vim on Aug 17, 2013 19:07:36 GMT -8
((Ill be back in a few minutes! Can't wait to finish this!))
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Post by Boethiah on Aug 17, 2013 19:15:18 GMT -8
((Okay cool! I think all the others are off or something OTL I hope they come back ono))
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Post by Vim on Aug 17, 2013 19:38:55 GMT -8
Vim slowly opened his eyes. He saw a dark, cloudy sky and heard screams in the distance. So he wasn't dead. He was almost disappointed. Valhalla seemed so... Safe.
Then he looked over and all thoughts of paradise disappeared.. Boethiah was laying there, and she looked worse than him. Was she even awake?
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Post by Boethiah on Aug 17, 2013 19:49:44 GMT -8
Peace. Pain. Paradise. Torture. Her body kept switching. But every so often, her reach to Valhalla would get a bit closer and closer until...
Searing pain filled her. Nothing like she ever felt. Well, nothing she wished she felt. So Valhalla wasn't going to be it for her. Her eyes refused to open. It was as if her body was shut down other than her mind. But she was so cold. Her shoulder didn't feel like a waterfall anymore, so there was that. But now she had to get up. With all the force she had, she opened her eyes. Her arms wouldn't move, but her head would. The girl supposed it was okay being alive, but if her friends were dead and not her, she didn't want to stay alive much longer.
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Post by Vim on Aug 17, 2013 19:54:16 GMT -8
He looked down at this abdomen. Bandages were wrapped tightly atound his whole waist. He didn't try to sit up, he knew his core muscles were shot. He thought about what had happened to him. He'd taken a dagger and killed a man threatening his....friend.
He looked at Boethiah again. "Boe," he croaked, "wake up. Please."
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Post by Boethiah on Aug 17, 2013 19:56:04 GMT -8
She grunted. Her body did not want to move. But she tried pushing herself into a slump with her arm anyway. She looked over and knew that face. He was alright! He wasn't dead. "Vim...? Are we dead?" her voice mumbled
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Post by vellos0x1 on Aug 17, 2013 19:57:35 GMT -8
Somebody barged into the door
It was Magnus carrying a cart which has medical supplies. Anybody's hurt?, he ask
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Post by Vim on Aug 17, 2013 19:58:58 GMT -8
He wanted to laugh, but he knew it would hurt. "I wish," he mumbled. "What happened to me? Is the fight still going on?"
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Post by Boethiah on Aug 17, 2013 20:02:38 GMT -8
"You got stabbed in the chest. And last time I was awake, we were..." She held her shoulder with her good arm. "You're such an idiot, you know that?" She felt tears brim her eyes. He killed the Outcast that tried to peace her, and then nearly died himself.
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Post by Vim on Aug 17, 2013 20:10:10 GMT -8
He managed a smile. He killed the outcast. He killed a lot of them. But, during his trips on and out of death, he saw himself. He saw who he was and who he had become. He was still Vim; the same person that took notes while laying against his pet dragon at night. Vim was also the fierce Viking who fought and killed and sacrificed and nearly died to save his friend. They were the same person.
He was a warrior. He lived in battle. Every man that he fought died, and deserved to have his life taken from him. He wore the horned helmet. He rode the dragon. He was a Viking.
"It's all okay," he said. "It's almost over. We're alive."
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Post by vellos0x1 on Aug 17, 2013 20:10:50 GMT -8
Can i help with something? he ask
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Post by Boethiah on Aug 17, 2013 20:15:27 GMT -8
Can i help with something? he ask ((Hey dude! We're glad you're wanting to join our rp, but we'd like an into to your character and not just have you jump in. There's already a lot going on, and a lot to catch up on. If you could describe your character and your dragon and anything else OOC before you get involved, that'd be really appreciated! But welcome and tomorrow you'll get to meet the rest of the crew too!))
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Post by Vim on Aug 17, 2013 20:17:28 GMT -8
((We're at the very end of this rp. Youre probably better off waiting for the next one which will come up as soon as this is over. We're almost done anyways))
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Post by Boethiah on Aug 17, 2013 20:17:54 GMT -8
She nodded, but looked back at him. "Vim...don't do anything like that ever again. Even if an Outcast is sneaking up on me. I don't want you putting your life on the line like that." But she was lying to herself. She'd do the same thing if it were him or any of her other friends. But she didn't want him or anyone else dead because of her ignorance and lack of attention.
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Post by Vim on Aug 17, 2013 20:20:17 GMT -8
"My stupid ideas are the only reason we're still alive," Vim said, "like driving a zippleback onto a boat then blowing it up."
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