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Post by citizenmike on Jul 31, 2009 14:24:53 GMT -5
The mall was empty as far as Veronica was concerned.
The silence that surrounded her was enough to give out a good echo, letting her know who and what was coming in through the doors.
Veronica stopped along a cigarette stand and took a pack of Marlboro's and a light. Quietly walking along the mall, Veronica unwrapped the pack and enjoyed the cigarette. It was slowly her down from the chaos that surrounded her. It was giving her time to think.
God, she smelled like shit.
Veronica passed a shop of designer clothes. Looking across the display through the window, she began to miss her bed and the apartment the Priestess had given her. She also came to realize that with the clothes Anya found her, she looked a lot like eighties pop singer Debbie Gibson and that was hardly a good thing.
Veronica turned away from the shop display. It was selfish of her to think of it now, all she wanted was to get Johnny back. But without the rest, there wasn't anything else she could do... But get ready.
Veronica motioned inside the store, pulled out a few things: new underware, a new pair of jeans, a belt, a tank top to wear beneath another one, pair of socks, comfortable shoes, and a blazer. Veronica took the clothes and headed to the spa across the store and proceeded to get ready.
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Post by cyansky on Jul 31, 2009 14:33:11 GMT -5
Syl hovered in the air next to Klaire as it surrounded her in its wind shield, which repelled any bullets that headed for them. Syl noticed the look on her face and put a comforting hand on her shoulder.
"Relax, miss Klaire," said Syl, smiling gently at her, "my wind shield will protect you from any stray projectiles coming from those shooty-things. I'm here for you, miss Klaire. Don't worry. You'll be fine. It's alright."
Syl waved its hand, resulting in them becoming cloaked from the sight of the soldiers, but only in sight. If there was anything here that could detect heat or auras, it would be able to pick up on them, but being tracked by sight and shot at was Syl's main concern. It looked at Klaire, still smiling gently.
"I'll lead you to the mall, miss Klaire. Just stay close to me and follow my lead, okay?"
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Post by citizenmike on Jul 31, 2009 14:43:40 GMT -5
The cold shower was what Veronica needed. For long, she wore the scent of death and filth. It was a relief to be rid of it once and for all.
Veronica's hair was still wet as she motioned out the spa. Slipping on her blazer, Veronica proceeded to the level above her and found what she needed, a sporting good store and they had what she needed, a gun.
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Post by Nusha on Aug 1, 2009 12:40:05 GMT -5
Eminor walked along the mall hallway, loking at the stores lining the walls. Feeling a need for a change, she picked out new outfit for herself, and sat on a bench with a bottle of water from a vending machine.
Hearing something to her right, she craned her neck to see a lady walking up the stairs to this level. Eminor smiled. Capping her bottle, she snuck around unti she was behind the lady, and followed her quietly. Choosing her timing, she pulled out her gun and held it to the woman's temple with a smirk.
"Hands in the air"
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Post by citizenmike on Aug 1, 2009 12:56:46 GMT -5
Veronica turned back and drew her gun against the woman behind her. Her voice broke as she said, "Eminor?".
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Post by Nusha on Aug 1, 2009 12:58:08 GMT -5
"well hello there", Eminor replied with a cheerful smile, putting away her gun. "I bet it's nice to see me again", she said with a small laugh.
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Post by citizenmike on Aug 1, 2009 13:03:33 GMT -5
Veronica drew her weapon back and replied, "It sure is. You just happen to be a breath of fresh air. How long have you been here, in the mall?".
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Post by Nusha on Aug 1, 2009 13:28:12 GMT -5
"Oh, about a couple hours. Just wondering around. GOod that I found you. Didn't think anyone else was here"
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Post by citizenmike on Aug 1, 2009 13:54:26 GMT -5
"I am glad I found you too.", Veronica said as she began to walk towards the railing. "I'm actually expecting to see a few more soon. Do you know what is going on?"."
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Post by Nusha on Aug 1, 2009 13:56:10 GMT -5
"No idea, I just woke up", Eem replied, walking beside Veronica. "Where is everyone else?"
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Post by citizenmike on Aug 1, 2009 14:06:39 GMT -5
"They should be on their way.", Veronica replied. "The city is under attack! There are soldiers all over this city, they took Johnny.".
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Post by Nusha on Aug 1, 2009 14:13:30 GMT -5
"What the snappin' crap..under attack? As I remember it, there was no one HERE before I fell asleep. What are they attacking for? And they took Johnny? You poor thing", Eem said, looking out the mall window at the street below.
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Post by childofthehunt on Aug 1, 2009 15:03:47 GMT -5
She tapped her slender fingers on the table. She was getting impatient. The Red General's been gone for almost a few hours already and they haven't heard news from anyone. The should've told her that Emmanuel was heading to the war zone. She could've reasoned out with him.
On her table was a desk name plate. It says "Fleur D'Aubigne" and below it read, "Command Chief Master Sergeant."
Fleur stood up and she started pacing around her office. She was wearing her air force uniform. The fitted light blue, short sleeved top and dark blue, fitted, knee length, pencil cut skirt, complimented her gorgeous figure. She started tapping her black high heeled shoe on the ground when she got tired walking in circles.
Suddenly, an air force soldier burst inside her tent, panting heavily.
"Excuse me Ma'am." He said, after giving her a salute. "We've just received report about The Red General...I mean...General Payne.
Fleur was hanging on his everyword.
The soldier swallowed hard and tried catching his breath, "His escorts came back and they said the general's dead. The Nazi troop killed him."
She furrowed her eyebrow in disbelief, shaking her head in the process.
"That's impossible." Fleur mumbled.
"The priest is back and he said the whole thing. He saw how the enemies fought together to kill the general." He added.
"Where's the priest? I need to talk to him." She said in an authorative tone.
"He's in the batallion's tent telling the stories to the other generals, ma'am."
Fleur grabbed her black beret from her desk and stormed out of her tent. She needed to hear the story from this priest and the general's escort.
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Post by citizenmike on Aug 1, 2009 15:32:32 GMT -5
Veronica stood beside Eminor and looked out the window as well. "I don't know. You have no idea how I wish I could answer your questions."
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Post by Nusha on Aug 1, 2009 16:07:36 GMT -5
"Well. That's awful.", she said, checking her guns. "Where are the others?"
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