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Post by Skips on Sept 10, 2013 13:26:38 GMT -8
Skips saw right through his facade and looked up at him sadly, tugging the corners of her mouth upwards into a highly artificial smile that looked more like a grimace. She took his hand and pulled herself up. "...Where do we go now?" She murmured, eyes scanning the almost barren infirmary, deliberately skipping over the dead body in the closest bed to them.
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Post by Tempest on Sept 10, 2013 13:31:41 GMT -8
Annabethe steered Flare through the night sky, torch in one hand, the other grasping the saddle.
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Post by oldrockgod on Sept 10, 2013 13:38:45 GMT -8
Metal shrugged "first you get some rest while I try and figure out a way off this place" Metal helped her over to the bed and got her to sit on it, reluctantly he let go of her hand and moved over to the door way "just get some rest I'll be back in no time" and he ran without waiting for her to respond, once Metal was a good distance from the building he dropped to his hands and knees, "why, why, why, why.." he continued to repeatedly mutter this to himself he had to face what he had wrought on is people, he sat up on his knees and stared at the sky letting the smokey air fill his lungs, he chocked in response, he shook his head vigorously his first priority was foremost and only getting Skips to safety by whatever means necessary, as he though about it he began to gather his men and line their bodies up with their hands on their chests some however were so badly burned that they were just bones but regardless Metal gathered them and did his best to be respectful. He wanted to at least give them a proper send off as their leader and only survivor
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Post by Skips on Sept 10, 2013 13:49:07 GMT -8
Skips knew that she should have followed him, but strangely, as soon as Metal mentioned rest, she became lethargic once again, her eyelids drooping as he let go of her hand. She watched through blurred vision as he sprinted out through the door, tipping backwards as consciousness escaped her, worry for him washing over her brain.
((I'm out. Night, Rock! (And Tempest?)))
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Post by oldrockgod on Sept 10, 2013 13:57:08 GMT -8
((Good night))
Once Metal have collected his men's remains he set about building a large ship out of wood that was laying around which consisted of mainly debris, it wasn't made to float but just stay above water long enough for a proper ceremony and it looked atrocious but when it was completed he cast off the boat with his men inside, and completed the ceremony by firing a flaming arrow at the boat and he sat in the sand and watched it burn
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Post by Tempest on Sept 10, 2013 13:57:23 GMT -8
(I still have about one and a half hours left.)
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Post by Vim on Sept 10, 2013 14:56:31 GMT -8
((Should we wrap this up?))
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Post by Tempest on Sept 10, 2013 15:00:06 GMT -8
(Sure)
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Post by Vim on Sept 10, 2013 15:03:01 GMT -8
((We'll let Metal and Skips get to a good point to leave off))
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Post by Vim on Sept 10, 2013 18:30:31 GMT -8
((Okay well i'll just end it))
As Vim laid in bed and drifted off to sleep, he continued to wonder what tomorrow would bring. But, tomorrow could wait. For now he was just going to enjoy being with the person who made him feel whole. Tomorrow would come. And with her at his side, he could take it on.
((End chapter))
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Post by vellos0x1 on Sept 11, 2013 0:57:09 GMT -8
((what's our next chapter going to be later?))
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Post by oldrockgod on Sept 11, 2013 6:43:52 GMT -8
((Chapter - 7 The start of something new?))
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Post by vellos0x1 on Sept 11, 2013 7:03:43 GMT -8
((If later the plot is revenge, we could name it Vendetta))
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Post by oldrockgod on Sept 11, 2013 7:06:05 GMT -8
((If later the plot is revenge, we could name it Vendetta)) ((why on earth would it be about revenge?)) |
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Post by vellos0x1 on Sept 11, 2013 7:28:17 GMT -8
((never mind, I forgot that they have return to their homes))
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