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Post by oldrockgod on Aug 23, 2013 13:35:30 GMT -8
Metal coughed a coupl of times before answering whether out of nervousness of because he simply needed a cough he didn't know. "My dad ... taught it me, back in my tribe" his nervousness faded and he seemed distant "back when.." his voiced trailed off, he took a deep breath and faced Allyssa "back when the village burned, back when he was dieing"
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Post by Tempest on Aug 23, 2013 13:42:16 GMT -8
Allyssa went silent. "Oh.."
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Post by oldrockgod on Aug 23, 2013 14:10:02 GMT -8
Metal was silent for a moment as he recalled the fire that seemed to consume everything, he shook his head, tried standing but stumbled and lent against the wall in hopes of supporting himself, "did I miss out on anything important while I was out?"
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Post by Tempest on Aug 23, 2013 15:03:02 GMT -8
Allyssa cocked her head, as if trying to think. "Erm..Not really." (Sorry for being late XD I was going to the library, then realized it was closed /
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Post by oldrockgod on Aug 23, 2013 15:15:57 GMT -8
Metal nodded and left the room using the wall as support, but stopped in the door way "I better go then before stoick finds me here, thank you for taking care of me and my wounds"
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Post by Tempest on Aug 23, 2013 15:18:40 GMT -8
Allyssa wanted to say that he wasn't ready to leave yet, but she remained quiet.
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Post by oldrockgod on Aug 23, 2013 15:29:34 GMT -8
Metal carefully made his way down the steps and peeped his head out the door ..... nobody, he swung his head left and right searching for even a sign of life but Metal couldn't see anyone, he made his way down to the beach, but stopped half way noticing that a large handful of people were gathered round a house, Metal, out of pure habit strained his ears to listen but all he could make out was something to do with Boethiah, Vim, a baby, cooking and sleeping, Metal disregarded it as more marriage nonsense, he would never understand this tribes customs, once at the beach he assembled a raft out of his old broken one, which to his disbelief had been left there untouched, he paddled over to the cliff face and laid back in his cave, only now did Metal realize how empty it was, there was no warmth or sense of security, he drifted off to sleep with Dagger in hand and swore that when his wounds had healed he would retrieve his bow that still lay in the cove
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Post by Skips on Aug 23, 2013 16:01:32 GMT -8
((Hey guys, watching Merlin while my friend snacks for a while, so I can totally be online for a bit if anyone wants to carry on. Haha, sorry this is so long and rubbish, feel free to skip ( ouo ) to the end if it gets too unbearable T_T)) Skips stirred. She awoke, facing a cold, slate floor. Immediately she pushed herself up, rising cautiously. Her eyes flicked up as she crouched slightly, arms raised in an alert manner. Before her, she found more stone, grey and rough. She whipped around as she heard a voice, "Quick! Skips!" She was met with the sight of Allyssa, slumped against a wall. She crouched down. "...Allyssa?" She murmured, extending a hand towards the girl. "Skips! You have to help!" She elaborated. Allyssa's eyes widened in pain as she looked down in horror. Skips followed her gaze and gasped as she saw two arrows protruding from her friend's stomach, blood gushing from the deep holes they had created in her flesh. Skips' hands fumbled as she attempted to stem the flow. Her head flipped up again. This time, it was Metal she was met with, but his expression was one of calm as a drop of blood fell over his purpling lips. Without warning, a raw scream ripped from his throat. She became aware of something in her hands. She panicked as she discovered she no longer had control over them, which had just ripped the arrows from Metal's body and were now using them to popcorn into his chest, repeatedly. She mirrored his scream, horrified. With no choice but to watch as she murdered her friend, she looked into his hollow eyes, screaming, begging this work of Hel to stop. Metal's blood pooled onto the floor, slowly filling the small room as it seemed to close in on her... So much blood... Only once the blood had reached her neck did she feel her arms regain control over themselves. She tried to lift Metal out of the warm, congealing liquid, but he weighed as much as the floor itself and soon the blood covered her nose and mouth, too. She sunk to the bottom, eyes screwed shut, and finally the instinct to breathe overtook her. A metallic ((no pun intended... :/)) taste spread over her tounge as she felt the blood slip down her throat and slowly but surely fill up her lungs. Her head pounded and she was left unable to think as she felt her life slipping from her grasp. A nothingness closed over her mind. Skips awoke with a piercing scream, clutching the chair she had fallen asleep on, knuckles white, breaths rapid and deep. ((Terribly sorry ^^; Just wanted to attempt to write something interesting!)) Edit: Popcorn?! The forum makes 'popcorn' into popcorn Edit 2: Wow, I'm an idiot XD What I meant to put was s t a b -.-
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Post by Tempest on Aug 23, 2013 16:12:28 GMT -8
Allyssa jumped, and her legs started hurting again. "Whoa! Skips! You alright?"
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Post by Skips on Aug 23, 2013 16:20:46 GMT -8
Skips stared at Allyssa with wide eyes, breaths slowing down slightly, her grip on the chair relaxing. She recognised her jump and say something, but she wasn't sure what. She turned towards the bed, now stained slightly with blood, which gave her chills. "Where's Metal?!" She managed with a shaky voice, making to stand.
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Post by Tempest on Aug 23, 2013 16:22:27 GMT -8
"He left," Allyssa replied.
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Post by Skips on Aug 23, 2013 16:26:52 GMT -8
"But... Where...?" She slurred slightly, still disorientated. She stood up, walking towards the door on weak legs. She stumbled and fell into the wall.
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Post by Tempest on Aug 23, 2013 16:30:50 GMT -8
"Whoa!" Allyssa caught her. "Lean on me if you need to." She then shrugged at her question. "Who knows?"
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Post by Skips on Aug 23, 2013 16:39:31 GMT -8
Skips gripped Allyssa's arm tightly. "Why'd you... Let him go?" She breathed, holding her throbbing head with her free hand, still struggling towards the door.
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Post by Tempest on Aug 23, 2013 16:46:26 GMT -8
"Well, he was healed enough to go," Allyssa said. "Also, don't forget that Stoick's after him," she reminded.
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