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| Dark Phazon | Apr 15 2012, 07:44 PM Post #1621 |
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Car -> Makeshift Safehouse "Resilient?" Yep, this girl was... different. Being so matter of fact about being shot in the stomach, that just doesn't happen normally. "You aren't secretly a witch with evil occult self-healing magic, are you?" He did take note that she said she "gets it from her old man,' however. If that guy Nanami fought was indeed her dad, Marco had a feeling they'd be meeting him again. And if that was the case, he was going to have to get the info about that guy from Nanami. |
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| GoldenSama | Apr 15 2012, 07:46 PM Post #1622 |
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[Makeshift Safehouse] Nanami had been trying her very hardest to keep quiet and focus on keeping herself awake (and alive), but when there was mention of Laila’s healing she was immediately reminded of the man she had fought from the docks. “Interesting parents you have.” Nanami said, bitterly. She assumed, from Laila’s reaction, that the man she had fought with was Laila’s dear old dad. She hoped he was dead, though she highly doubted that he was. “Nanami…” Musashi protested, though not loudly, since he knew she was in no mood for an argument. “Lots of good people have… disappointing parents.” The boy chose his words carefully, not just because of Laila, or his own father, but also because he knew this happened to be a soft spot for his bodyguard as well. “… I told you to be quiet.” Nanami replied, and she seemed even more annoyed than before. [Crystal’s Apartment] Sama frowned. He hated taking pills, but he decided he would in this case. He did not need to wake up sore when being chased by crazy guys in armor with automatic weapons. After downing the pills and drinking half a glass of water, he frowned. “Thanks.” He rubbed the back of his neck. “Though I hope we don’t get into anymore gunfights. Those tend to ruin evenings, not to mention they’re not exactly romantic.” He gave her a little grin, though in truth his mind was still preoccupied with those strange HYDRA agents.. |
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| AGodofIrony | Apr 15 2012, 08:21 PM Post #1623 |
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-Warehouse at the Docks- “Thanks sis,” Aaron said, smiling towards Adrianna, nodding his head. “Ahhhh, Aaron, Adrianna!” Old Man Sensei appeared suddenly, Aaron jumping a little and looking towards his Sensei. “Ah! Sensei,” Aaron said, “How are you?” “Fine, fine,” Old Man Sensei said, “Mrs. Hawkins, I've found your husband!” He then walked over to Galv, bending down and poking at Galv. With a sudden start Galv shot up, looking around wide eyed. “...What the...?” Galv asked, rubbing his head. “Did you find Blake?” Old Man Sensei asked, then paused, “Actually, wait for your wife to show up, and we'll piece everything together.” “...Yes, they do...” Blake said, “A girl, she calls herself Samara...” He closed his eyes and focused, telling Samara to come out. -Streets- “Well I'm sure you'll get better at it,” Sage said, giving Joyce a smile, “And you're really tired. I bet if you were all rested and such, you'd find Blake in a heartbeat!” |
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| Dark Phazon | Apr 16 2012, 06:48 PM Post #1624 |
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Car -> Makeshift Safehouse Musashi unsurprisingly managed to make the conversation in the car become much more awkward. And in addition to that, Marco himself didn't exactly have anything to say to make things all nice and happy(-ish) again, as talk of about how he had good parents probably wouldn't be all that appreciated at this moment. Soon enough, Marco had managed to drive them all back to the safehouse, where he then quickly jumped out of the car, running over to the passenger's side. With Nanami's injuries, even though it seemed somehow they were not as bad as they looked, they still were pretty bad, and in most cases Marco would have driven the girl straight to a hospital. But being as though her and Musashi were not really supposed to be in the US in the first place, that would have been a problem. It also sounded as though Nanami had some sort of plan as to what to do, once they got in the safehouse. And if worst came to worst, Marco knew of some 'no-questions-asked' sorts of medical personnel, or at least of someone who knew of them. So Marco then opened the door on the side Nanami was on... and promptly picked her up out of the seat, starting to bring her over to and into the safehouse. |
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| GoldenSama | Apr 16 2012, 06:55 PM Post #1625 |
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[Makeshift Safehouse] Nanami was slow to move, since the more time passed and the less adrenaline that was in her blood, the more tired Nanami became. She very much wanted to sleep, but right now that would be as good as accepting death. She was about to get up when Marco opened the door and then picked her up. Immediately, Nanami’s face heated up and she became extremely annoyed, to the point of great danger. “What the hell do you think you’re doing?” Nanami hissed, though she did not struggle. The truth was she was having a much harder time staying awake, and keeping herself from bleeding to death, and she was extremely glad to be back at the safehouse where she knew medicine was waiting. |
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| The Vidit of Light | Apr 16 2012, 07:09 PM Post #1626 |
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Liberty Island When they finally arrived at the basement, Didymus pushed open the door...and his eyes widened. An elaborate design had been drawn on the floor of the room, in the center of it were Diana and Suburu, bound and gagged. Various Thule Society agents were standing on the edges of the design, and next to the captives in the center stood their captain, reciting something in a language that simply sounded...wrong. "Alright...we need to stop this. Quickly." Didymus said. "I take it everyone's ready?" he asked. |
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| Dark Phazon | Apr 16 2012, 07:13 PM Post #1627 |
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Makeshift Safehouse "..." Marco didn't answer right away, as he stumbled a little on the stairs that led up to the entrance of the safehouse. Once he regained his footing, he was able to respond. "I'm getting someone who looks like they're half-dead back in their safehouse so they don't die on the way!" he yelled (or tried to) back at her. "Bite my arm off later, but now just please stay alive?" he then added, a lot quieter, before he finally managed to get into the safehouse. Marco was not overly physically 'strong', his strengths were in his technique, and his Eventually they'd make it to the room that Nanami had commandeered for herself, and Marco laid her down on the bed. |
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| GoldenSama | Apr 16 2012, 07:28 PM Post #1628 |
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[Liberty Island] Snake frowned. If all of these guys could transform like the guy back at the warehouse, then Snake had not brought enough grenades. Still, even that battle in the warehouse was not the worst thing he had ever fought, so he was confident that he could try this. “I’m ready.” Snake said, and he jumped forward and immediately drew his pistol and fired at the nearest Thule Society member. Snake usually avoided killing people if he could, since dead bodies tended to ruin the stealth element, but in this case he needed to take these guys down. [Makeshift Society] Nanami fell quiet, being too tired to argue with him. When they made it to her room and he sat her down, Nanami immediately collapsed. She wanted to fall asleep right away but struggled to keep herself awake. “… Thanks…” She muttered. “Now listen. On the desk is my bag, in the side pocket there’s a pouch full of berries and leaves. You need to crush them up in a bowl and fill it with hot water. It’ll become a thick paste.” |
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| Crystal Rose | Apr 18 2012, 07:25 PM Post #1629 |
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Warehouse at the Docks Melanie rushed over, just in time to see her husband wake up with a start. Instantly she leaned down and threw her arms around the man's neck... "G-Galv! Are you okay!?" Melanie exclaimed, leaning in and kissing her husband quickly. "You're not hurt are you" [...] When Blake closed his eyes a mass of shadows appeared, eventually forming a small girl with long black hair. Samara eyed Kanna, staying right beside Blake and clutching his arm. "So it forms into a little girl...." Kanna said, moving forward motioning for the girl to step forward.....Kanna's fingertips were covered in shadows...Pulling Samara forward. "You can control me?" Samara asked, eyes wide. "I can control shadows...You're just an embodiment of Blake's powers..." Kanna then flexed her hand and Samara disappeared with a gasp. She had turned back into a dark cloud. Streets "Maybe....I probably just need a boost of energy..." Joyce said, wondering if downing sugar like a mad-woman would help...It seemed to make her dad go crazy when he did... Makeshift Safehouse "If the situation wasn't so serious i'd note how cute that was" Laila said, motioning to Nanami and Marco. The girl headed into their safehouse, collapsing onto the couch and trying to think. She doubted her dad was dead....But it still worried her. Crystal’s Apartment "Don't worry, you can make up on being romantic any time you want" Crystal said with a sly grin, leaning in and catching Sama's lips for a second. "But detective work first right? That's how you guys work" |
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| GoldenSama | Apr 18 2012, 07:46 PM Post #1630 |
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[Makeshift Safehouse] Musashi walked over, following Laila to the couch and he sat next to her. He rubbed the back of his neck, feeling like he should say something after what had just happened, but he couldn’t find the words. “Are you okay?” Musashi asked, biting his lip. [Crystal’s Apartment] Sama grinned for several seconds, his brain broken by the kiss, before he finally returned to reality and slowly nodded his head. “Unfortunately. I’d say that whatever is going on is way more serious than I ever could have imagined.” He frowned, remembering the government warehouse full of dangerous artifacts… and those HYDRA agents. “I’ve got a baaaaad feeling. This is bigger than just some terrorist. The whole city… no, maybe the whole country, could be in serious danger.” |
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| AGodofIrony | Apr 18 2012, 08:07 PM Post #1631 |
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-Liberty Island- Jenny nodded as well, pulling out her tranquilizer, firing several darts into a man across the room, trying to knock him out quickly so they might be able to get a prisoner. A scalpel was hidden up her sleeve as well, just in case... -Warehouse at the Docks- “Don't worry, I'm fine. Just a little shock,” Galv answered, deciding not to tell Melanie it was their son who had attacked him. After all, it didn't seem like Blake had been targeting him, more like lashing out randomly. He then turned to Aaron and Adrianna, frowning slightly. “I only heard and saw a little bit...but I remember seeing Kanna...what was she doing here? Why are you guys here?” Galv asked. “Ummm...we were...looking for Blake!” Aaron said, nodding his head and turning to Adrianna, “Right sis? We heard that he was missing so we wanted to help. We, uhhhh, ran into our mom and she said she'd help too. I think she ran after Blake...” Old Man Sensei stood off to the side, fully knowing his student was lying through his teeth. Blake stood wide eyed as Kanna managed to make Samara disappear. “Wow...” Blake said, looking up to his grandmother now, “Did you have a shadow too, like me? Can you teach me to control them like you?” -Streets- “I think there's a sweet shop not to far from here...” Sage suggested as they continued down the street, his face still red as he carried the girl, “Maybe something from there will help give you the boost?” |
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| The Vidit of Light | Apr 18 2012, 09:38 PM Post #1632 |
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Liberty Island "WAIT!" Didymus cried. When one Thule agent fell, his blood spilling on the design, the others on the edge began to panic. Some began to scream, or moan, and a couple clutched their heads and fell to their knees. "Shoot..." Didymus muttered. The one Jenny tranquilized simply slumped over. Didymus began sprinting towards the center, where Suburu and Diana were bound and gagged! The room suddenly shook...something was coming. One of the Thule agents suddenly exploded! Where he once stood, a shadow hung...slowly spreading out... ...Didymus threw one of his orbs at it, the water spilling out, and it seemed so shrink back, before a tendril shot out and reached for the unconscious Suburu! Didymus splashed another orb's water on the shadow-and it shrunk back again-before the floating ball itself seemed to expand a bit... "..." Didymus appeared to be starting it down, and suddenly, it vanished. Didymus collapsed on the floor. |
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| GoldenSama | Apr 20 2012, 07:14 PM Post #1633 |
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[Liberty Island] Snake quickly rushed over towards Suburu and Diana. He didn’t quite understand everything that was going on, but if these two were crucial to whatever the Thule Society was planning; then his first priority had to get them out of here. He grabbed Diana and headed for the door to place her down outside. “Jenny, check on Didymus!” Snake called. |
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| Dark Phazon | Apr 20 2012, 09:59 PM Post #1634 |
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Makeshift Safehouse in a Makeshift Society Having known Nanami for not even two full days, he was unaware that it probably was quite a rare scenario for Nanami to be thanking someone for something. "No problem," he answered her back with a nod, as he quickly went about following Nanami's instructions. It was intriguing that Nanami knew about and wished to use a natural-style of medicine in this situation, but he didn't know enough everything to actually have much of an opinion about all that. Marco was more concerned, anyways, with Nanami's well-being. Soon enough, Marco returned with the mixed paste of berries, leaves, and hot water, to where Nanami was sitting/laying. "I'm back with it, so what do you want me to do now?" Marco definitely grasped the seriousness of the situation, and sounded the part, unlike his usual not-quite-as-serious-sounding tone that he usually spoke with. |
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| GoldenSama | Apr 21 2012, 12:05 AM Post #1635 |
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[Makeshift Safehouse] Nanami leaned back in bed and closed her eyes. The last thing she wanted to do was rely on Marco, but at the moment she did not have a choice. When Nanami was left alone with Marco preparing the medicine, she suddenly felt extremely tired. She could feel sleep washing over her, so she dug her fingernails into her palm to wake her up. The rush of pain did snap her eyes open and she sighed and sat up. She knew that sleeping now would be deadly, and since Marco wouldn’t know how to use the medicine, it would work out especially bad. When he returned, Nanami sat up as much as she could and reached for the bowl and inspected it. The berries and leaves had mixed with the water to form a thick paste, reddish-brown in color. It had a slight odor that smelled vaguely of peppermint. “Good.” Nanami said. She reached out for it, and then groaned and leaned back. Then, almost immediately, a scowl of eternal annoyance appeared on her face. She was too sore for this. “… I’m going to need you to… ugh… apply the paste to my wounds.” Nanami paused, and then shot an extremely cold glare at Marco. “… If you even consider letting your hands stray anywhere but the wounds I will have to kill you.” |
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