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Post by vendetta on Jul 15, 2009 6:27:49 GMT -5
Hex made his way slowly toward the hospital, how he managed to locate it he had no idea, but he was glad he had. His migraines were getting worse, to the point that his eyesight would fade in and out and his walking was effected. He was hoping he would manage to locate some Meds before another one of his attacks began. He was tired, but too afraid to sleep. Maybe he would come across some type of artificial Adrenalin. 'How do i know these things?' He thought somewhat perplexed. He didn't even know his name but somehow he knew different types of medication, it left him bewildered. He tightened his grip on the Eagle, making sure it was ready, Just in case. Hex walked slowly to the Hospital entrance, ever so cautious, he was. He waited patiently as the door screeched open, it was a horrid noise that caused Hex to wince. The smell of Hospital oozed up his nose, Hex screwed up his face to stop himself from gagging. For some reason he recognized the smell, the white walls.. His head throbbed in anguish. 'Damnit.. I need to find them fast..' He thought, successfully hiding his pain. Making his way through the halls, looking for someone, anyone that could possibly help him. "Hello? Is anyone there...?"
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Post by wingedwarrior on Jul 15, 2009 6:49:12 GMT -5
Daemon had wrong turn on his way to the mall and ended up right in front of an abandoned hospital. He was rather curious and could not help himself, he needed a peak. For all he knew he would find a clue of his past hidden in the hospital.
Daemon went in with his normal getup---scythe and cloak. As he entered the pungent smell tended to disgust Daemon. What the hell could be lurking down here? A pile of dead cadavers? But aren't cadavers only found in morgues--maybe or not, can never tell with Animus.
"Hello? Is anyone there...?"
Daemon ran to the direction of the voice, a male definitely. Maybe he might know the whereabouts of this place. "Hey!" Daemon shouted as he saw the figure a couple feet away.
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Post by citizenmike on Jul 15, 2009 6:58:23 GMT -5
Veronica and Johnny came in quickly through the hospital doors. Veronica held on to Johnny's shoulder as she supported him as much as she could. The poor guy was limping.
"Amazing how much we trust the mindless.", Johnny joked.
Veronica placed him on a bench and said, "Stay here, and I'll try to find someone who can give that a look."
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Post by wingedwarrior on Jul 15, 2009 7:12:52 GMT -5
DeAnne had stumbled upon the hospital as well, she needed advice and help about her pregnancy. As she entered she stumbled upon a crippled man, "hello," she said as she seated next to him.
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Post by vendetta on Jul 15, 2009 7:26:11 GMT -5
"Hey!" Hex whirled around, Pointing his gun at the source of the voice. "Who are you?" He asked coldly, Gripping tighter onto the Eagle. The figure was wearing a cloak and carrying a Scythe. 'What the..' Hex's arm stiffened, as did his back. He could feel his body tingling, 'Not a good time..' He thought, doing an excellent job of hiding all emotion. The putrid smell of the Hospital was beginning to get to him, he could feel his head start to get heavy. The familiar throbbing got stronger, to the point that hex almost broke his statue like facade. 'Breathe.. Calm down and breathe..' He reminded himself, Keeping his eyes on the being.
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Post by wingedwarrior on Jul 15, 2009 7:30:06 GMT -5
"Relax, I am not going to hurt ya' less you fire that thing."
Daemon walked towards him, lowered his hood, "its Daemon, Reaper whatever you prefer. Why are you here? You don't seem like a mindless," he said scanning his area. The aura did not feel right, something was watching him the moment he stepped into the hospital.
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Post by citizenmike on Jul 15, 2009 7:36:19 GMT -5
Johnny smiled at the pregnant girl and laughed. "I'm sorry, kid. Its just that I've seen a lot of things during my time here, a lot of things, but I don't think I've ever encountered a pregnant woman." Johnny extended his hand to her and said, "I'm Johnny, whats your name?"
<***>
Veronica motioned further down the hospital as she spotted the two she had seen earlier. "What is going on here?", she asked.
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Post by wingedwarrior on Jul 15, 2009 7:39:08 GMT -5
"Its DeAnne," she said smiling, "Yes, I have almost four months. What happened to your leg?"
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Daemon turned around to see Veronica, "hey Veronica, I have no idea why I am here and I am not pleased. Have no clue who or why this guy is here."
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Post by vendetta on Jul 15, 2009 8:04:28 GMT -5
"What is going on here?" Hex looked over his shoulder. 'Oh it's her..' He thought as he turned his attention back to Daemon. "Hey Veronica, I have no idea why I am here and I am not pleased. Have no clue who or why this guy is here." Hex lowered his gun and proceeded to walk away. There was no point in hanging around and quite frankly he had no interest in these people. They were only stopping him from completing his primary goal. Finding medication to stop the horrid migraines. He walked cautiously, journeying further into the hospital. He suddenly felt uneasy, the aura of the hospital was wrong. 'How did i miss that..' He thought, annoyed. Deciding to blame it on his malfunctioning brain. He could feel his body start to tingle slightly, again.
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Post by wingedwarrior on Jul 15, 2009 8:10:58 GMT -5
"Dude, look you seem in no condition to go alone. You probably sensed it, but this place is not right, I like it," Daemon said as he walked ahead, "Veronica are you coming?"
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Post by citizenmike on Jul 15, 2009 8:11:29 GMT -5
"You've been pregnant for four months?", Johnny asked as he pulled back his arm. "I think I sprained my ankle. I fell down a flight of a stairs, damn me!"
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Veronica sent Daemon a questionable look as she replied, "Then what are you doing here?"
She watched Hex slowly walk away and asked, "What's your bother?"
Veronica turned back to Daemon and said, "And by the way, Johnny's here."
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Post by wingedwarrior on Jul 15, 2009 8:16:36 GMT -5
Daemon smirked, "cool, what is wrong wit---" he paused as he noticed a shadow pass through the hallway. "Did you see that?"
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Post by vendetta on Jul 15, 2009 8:26:21 GMT -5
Hex's eyes flicked to where he saw the shadow, drawing his gun again. He walked wearily, he was in no mood to fight anything, or talk to anyone. So far nothing was going his way, this annoyed him immensely. Hex saw another shadow, this time in the opposite direction. He had seen this soon enough that he was able to react, before he knew it he was racing down a hallway, chasing what may have been a fragment of his imagination. 'What am i doing..' It was as if he had lost control of his legs, until they stopped. He was standing in the doorway of a dark room, he felt queasy again, his head quickly taking this chance to attack him. Hex gritted his teeth as his eyesight began to fade. 'Not a good time..' he balanced himself using the door frame. He needed to find those meds, fast.
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Post by cyansky on Jul 15, 2009 19:54:53 GMT -5
Syl had quietly followed the group as they stepped down the streets and entered the hospital, one by one, or in Johnny and Veronica's case in twos, trailing them as quietly and unnoticeably like a ghost. It looked at the sky, and then at the hospital, sighing.
It flipped open its notebook again, checking for another entry by Kiel. As expected, here it was:
Dear Syl,
Glad to see you’re alright. Hex is looking to be rather interesting one indeed. One would wonder if he was born with those powers or if something or someone tinkered with his biology. Ah, another thing that’s interesting about humans – how they love studying things they shouldn’t, even if it might blow up and kill their beloved planet. Even so, we're survivors, Syl. Never think that death is the answer, because there's always a light at the end of the tunnel... that is, if you're not damned for all eternity.
Sincerely, Kiel
Syl smiled as it read it, unnoticed by the others. It closed and hid the notebook again, as it followed them. The motley bunch of companions, unsurprisingly, headed in the direction of the lobby. Syl took a different path and wandered off away from them, wanting to get a feel for the hospital on its own.
The smell was strong and definitely not pleasing, though, reminding it of chemicals and a bunch of other foul-smelling stuff that it didn't want to know about. There was something strange about it, and it was nothing good. Syl's senses scanned the immediate area. Nothing big yet, but the place just felt eerily foreboding. Something was here, and it was NOT going to be pretty. Any idiot with have a brain could sense that this hospital was not normal - far from it actually. It felt as there was something wrong with it.
Syl's eyes scanned the interior of the hospital as it wandered alone. Small visual clues guided it to its conclusion - small bloodstains on the walls, which were obviously poorly cleaned but still hard to notice, messy, paperwork strewn everywhere, dirty floors, messy equipment, broken lights, ripped and stained pamphlets and shadows that looked out of place, that flashed and disappeared too quickly for a human eye to see. It looked around nervously, half-expecting something to shoot out of nowhere and attack it. Nothing happened. It's supernatural in nature, thought Syl, I know it. This has all the marks of a horror-type adventure. If I didn't have a background in the supernatural, I would be scared.
Its eyes scanned the interior again, poking its face into a few operating rooms and rooms that were supposed to house patients (judging by the beds, which appeared filthy), analyzing every detail, coming to the same conclusion - it was dirty and poorly maintained. Probably abandoned, no mindless passed Syl in the hallways, although shadows moved in the distance. It was a bit creepy, but Syl was not scared. It had a feeling that it had been in worse situations.
Identifying exactly what was responsible was not possible at the moment, but Syl had its speculations, which it refrained from revealing to anyone else. Zombies? An acute possibility. As difficult to detect by its senses as humans. Unorganized. Foul-smelling. Shadow beings? Sneaky, dark aura, also more difficult to detect. Possible. Animals controlled by parasites? Possible. Would explain the messed up papers and messiness of the hospital…
It opened its notebook again as it continued to walk around, heading back toward the entrance. Due to its nervousness, it didn't dare wander very deep into the hospital's hallways on its own. It then took out its red pen as it walked back, scribbling something in its native language.
Kiel, are you there?
Kiel's writing appeared below it in navy ink.
Yeah.
What are your observations?
Same as you for most part. I secretly checked out the group for you while you were wandering around a bit. Just be careful of Hex. Humans in need of anaesthetics are generally irritable unless they have a high pain threshold. Oh, and do be aware of their love affair with projectile motion.
You mean… their guns? Those hand-held grey and black machine things with no intelligence but can kill with a single shot?
Yep! Rayguns, stunguns, laser guns, pistols, rifles, revolvers, water-guns… you name it, they used it. They love it more than sex, I think, and believe me, you should see it when two lovers make out! Bullets are fast and deadly, they’re often lightweight and easy to carry, ammunition is easy to manufacture with the right techniques… That said, let’s get back onto the subject. Allow me to give you a crash course in the math of situation-analysis.
Syl grinned.
Again?
You bet! Where do I start?
Anywhere! I want to see what’s the difference between our observations! And besides, I’ve noticed that you have a habit of pulling a lot out of a situation in so little time.
Well… let’s see… Stumbling, vulnerable, drug-needing human + the fact that he appears ignorant of any potential danger + motley bunch of companions that also sense the same foreboding + blood-stained floors + icky smell + dark environment with lights that don’t function properly + a suspicious, non-functional hospital with a dubious history + a pregnant lady who happens to be more vulnerable then usual on account of her pregnancy, which makes her bait for any horror-styled beings x all the weirdness associated with Animus = well… the acute possibility of something really unpleasant happening or roaming in the hospital.
This situation is familiar enough to me for me to know how it’ll end should it actually occur, and believe me, there are a lot of possibilities due to the complexity of human and supernatural creature nature. I also have a few ideas on what may be behind this too: Animus. And time. Creepy hospitals don’t become creepy hospitals in a day you know, unless something really dramatic happens. However, by the looks of it, it seems the creepiness is more due to neglect then an actual supernatural event, although a supernatural event may have added insult to injury.
Syl was happy for Kiel. Its sibling was certainly good at this.
That’s good, Kiel. Will I be alright?
Don’t worry. That’s all I’ll say. Just trust me, Syl. We’ve been through A LOT, especially when it concerns the supernatural; that’s why we know so much about them. Supernatural occurrences, events and plots can go in two ways – predictably unpredictable or unpredictably predictable. I’ve seen and analyzed the relationships supernatural beings and humans tend to have towards one another, cross-referenced it with some other stuff I’ve learned, compared it to–
Syl scribbled its messages on top of Kiel’s writing.
Okay, Kiel, That’s enough now. I don’t need you going into a two-page long rant. Keep me updated.
… Let’s just hope that they’re not all hyperventilating in there. Pun intended. XD
Syl chuckled, resisting the urge to laught at the top of its lungs. It was highly amused by Kiel’s sense of humour, not so much with the stink that pervaded the hospital. Maybe they were taking too much of the atmosphere at once. Maybe this was a twist on the usual – that despite all the signs, it was nothing more than a hospital in disrepair. Then again, Syl trusted Kiel more than anyone. Kiel was Kiel, and nothing in the world could change that. Ah, the sweet scent of humour in the middle of a decrepit hospital! I can’t resist mentally laughing at the irony!
Ha! Never doubt your own sibling’s sense of humour!
The page that Syl was writing on soon became filled with Kiel’s laughter, with ‘HAHAHAHAHA!’ in navy written over and over again on any free space around their dialogue.
Do try to be careful, okay? I only have one sibling here with me.
A happy face drew itself next to that last sentence.
Never forget that I’ll always be there for you, Syl. If you need help with anything, just ask!
I will when I can. You can be sure of that!
Syl smiled, and added a smaller red heart at the end of its last sentence. It found Kiel’s enthusiasm amusing and comforting at the same time. It calmed down Syl’s nervousness with the situation.
It wandered around the hospital alone a bit more, still heading back toward the entrance, before it stumbled upon where the others were. It poked its head into the room, a shy expression on its face.
“Um… miss Veronica, Mr. Johnny, DeAnne, am I… ah… um… interrupting anything?”
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Post by maliciousmatt on Jul 15, 2009 20:21:30 GMT -5
Mr. Psycho randomly appears right behind Hex. "Hello my new red headed friend" Mr. Psycho flashes a sharp smile, "I've noticed that you have failed to introduce yourself in the couple of seconds we've known eachother" He laughs hysterically. Then he notices Hex's gun and looks at it in utter disgust. "Oh, I see you have a rather... Shitty taste in weapons my friend" He does a short laugh, then pulls out a Diamond Bladed Katana "Have this new friend, it'll be better then your little toy you have now." The Diamond Bladed Katana is already in a sheath, Mr. Psycho attaches it on Hex's back. "Now don't you look like the sexy little soldier?" He laughs hysterically" Oh, by the way, I am Mr. Psycho" He his abnormally tall and very muscular. His eyes only holds black pupils within them. And he has a haunting smile, that looks sharper than the Katana Hex just recieved. "What is your name red-head?" He asks, followed by a giggle.
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