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Post by Nusha on Aug 2, 2009 10:57:29 GMT -5
"Missing. He's gone. They took him. He isn't here.", she repeated to him, looking at his gun.
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Post by childofthehunt on Aug 2, 2009 11:00:06 GMT -5
"Enjoying your stay I hope?" The Red General spoke with a smile.
Fleur stood at the entrance, looking at the bloody form of a man who was talking to the general. They seem to have met from the sound of it.
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Post by Trace on Aug 2, 2009 11:03:54 GMT -5
"Well then, I guess we're going to have to bring him back. But since we still have others to wait on," Trace said, looking down at his clothing. "What are the chances that we could have a look around this place? I could really do with a change of clothes."
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Post by cyansky on Aug 2, 2009 11:19:53 GMT -5
Syl nodded and stood in front of her. Once again, it fought back tears as memories of Daemon came flooding back to it.
"Before Daemon died, he gave me a message. This is what he said: 'Syl, Klaire, you both are my only real friends in my three hundred years of living. Please have everything I own, even my loyal companion--my scythe---I-'"
Syl sighed and paused for a moment.
"He didn't have enough time to finish," it said, "but his feelings were clear - he really did love us as friends."
Syl then took off Daemon's scythe and then his cloak. It put the scythe back on, so that it was now slung on its back, and held the cloak with both arms.
"I obeyed his last wish and took some of his belongings," said Syl slowly, "as he apparently wanted us to have them. I know that you have a fear of blood, so you don't really take well to sharp objects so... You can take the cloak if you wish. If you do take it... just take good care of it, okay? Daemon valued it very much."
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Post by Jake on Aug 2, 2009 11:25:44 GMT -5
Klaire nodded, rising to her feet and taking the cloak from Syl's hand. She kept the warm smile on her face. "I don't think I was mentally well enough to get the final message," Klaire said quietly. She felt horrible now, knowing she hadn't gotten his last words, and could only hear them from Syl's mouth.
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Post by citizenmike on Aug 2, 2009 11:31:15 GMT -5
Veronica looked at Trace and said, "Yeah, sure. That's what I did when I got here.".
<***>
Johnny smiled back and replied, "I am. What you've done to this city is quite...". Johnny's voice trailed off at the sight of the blond woman. She was beautiful, angelic even. "...Lovely.", Johnny finished.
Think about Roth...
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Post by Nusha on Aug 2, 2009 11:35:33 GMT -5
"Same", replied Nush, as she headed back towards the mall. "I want somethign to eat, too".
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Post by cyansky on Aug 2, 2009 11:45:20 GMT -5
Syl watched as she took the cloak and nodded at her. It suspected as much. She was in really affected by his death... the pain must have been quite strong.
It then noticed when her face fell... it suspected that she felt horrible for not being able to hear Daemon's last message. Syl in turn, felt bad for her, and felt guilt at not being able to prevent Daemon's death.
Syl lowered its head and put a hand on her shoulder.
"Please don't feel bad about this, miss Klaire," said Syl, "because... I don't like it when you're in pain..."
It sighed. Its voice now started to tremble with the sadness it felt and how sorry it felt for Klaire. It was already fighting back tears.
"Daemon was dear to both of us," continued Syl, "but we'll mourn him later in better circumstances. You still have me with you here, and I'll do my best to look after you, help you and guide you. If we work together, we can survive this, miss Klaire. Just... tell me what I can do to make you feel better..."
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Post by Jake on Aug 2, 2009 11:51:51 GMT -5
"Time is all I need," Klaire said. She put the cloak on her shoulder, scanning the mall quietly. "Where is everyone else? Didn't they say they were going to meet us here?" Klaire asked quietly. She was moving her wrists randomly, screwing around with the bonemass in her arms.
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Post by Trace on Aug 2, 2009 11:58:24 GMT -5
"I want somethign to eat, too".
"Well then, you go grab something, and I'll meet you at the food court after I grab some new threads." Trace said with a small laugh, walking off in the opposite direction that they would need to take to get to the food court.
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Post by Nusha on Aug 2, 2009 11:59:10 GMT -5
Eminor walked to the food court in the mall, looking around. She stopped as she heard someone whisper. "Oi, who's there?", she said, pulling out her gun.
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Post by cyansky on Aug 2, 2009 12:00:33 GMT -5
Syl nodded at her, smiling.
"Alright miss Klaire," it said.
It then paused for a moment, trying to see if it could sense anyone here. Humans were harder to pick up on, supernatural beings were much easier, especially Trace.
"Trace and the others are not far," said Syl quietly. "I can sense Trace's location from here because of his proximity. We haven't seen them here because they are in a different part of the mall. Just follow me; I'll lead you to them."
Syl smiled as it strode out of the room they landed in and proceeded at a steady pace to Trace's location, gesturing for Klaire to follow.
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Post by Jake on Aug 2, 2009 12:04:01 GMT -5
Klaire froze as she heard a voice other than Syl. She turned around, scanning the area quickly until she saw the threat. She rose her hands into the air, looking like a perfectly normal human at the moment. "Hello there!" she said childishly. She skipped forward, trying to say hello to the new person in a childish manner. She had not heard Syl speaking about Trace.
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Post by Nusha on Aug 2, 2009 12:05:23 GMT -5
Eminor pointed her gun at Klaire, glaring. "Stop your advances. Don't move. Don't talk. Don't do anything. but pray", she said, cliking the gun reading to fire in case this girl disobeyed her.
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Post by citizenmike on Aug 2, 2009 12:07:17 GMT -5
Veronica followed Eminor to the food court and got there to find her drawing her gun before the girl she had seen earlier. "What is going on?", Veronica asked.
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