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Post by Chris Strongheart on Nov 25, 2005 22:37:57 GMT -5
OOC: oh, don't give me that look. I'll quote Heero Yuy if I want  Follow up of this thread which follows this thread which follows this thread which directly follows the events in this thread. As for where we are in the time line? Post Sky's merger. So, sorry Sky, you're stuck at Red Fountain. .....think I have enough links? Christine tugged for the seventh time in that hour the hem line of the skirt she had on. Once word had gotten out that she was female, her uniform suffered a drastic change. Gone were the nice long pants - and in their place was a skirt. "Brandon," Christine said sweetly, "remind me to seriously hurt you for telling Professor Saladin that I was female. I *hate* wearing skirts. They don't cover enough." Again she tugged the skirt, hoping that it would give her better coverage. She went over what they had been told when they were assigned this mission. Apparently a sand merk had escaped Red Fountain and was causing havoc over at Alfea. And one student had been attacked. Oh. Joy. And she felt just a smidge sorry for Sky - stuck at Red Fountain due to his, uh, condition. She flushed in remembrance of her own idiocy. And not because of anything else. She was not attracted to him. Nope, not at all. Besides, currently he resembled her uncle and that was just ew on so many levels. 'And moving right along,' she thought. She could hear a distant noise - although it was far too faint to be sure if it was a sand merk or not. But... something bad was going to happen. She could feel it. The dreams, the visions she had for the past several nights seemed to indicate something was going to happen, and happen soon. She only hoped they'd be able to deal with it. Really, because she didn't want to know what would happen if they couldn't. OOC2: Can Timmy, Helia and Brandon come out to play? Oh, and boys, feel free to drag Riven along in your posts... |
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Post by tashii on Nov 28, 2005 21:52:36 GMT -5
OCC: are we fighting this thing in this post or in a new one. They were chasing it so it's back........ Which boyo's will be joining this little event of ours.
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Post by Chris Strongheart on Nov 28, 2005 21:57:02 GMT -5
OOC: I have a bit of something planned. And the boys that are supposed to be here are Brandon, Timmy, and Helia. Oi. You three, come play with us. And I was bored last night...
Christine glanced over her shoulder to see where the boys were. Lollygagging as usual. How they got to be one of the top teams was beyond her at this moment. "You guys going to join me this century or next?" she drawled. She wanted this mission over and done with. She hated, with a fiery passion, dealing with sand merks.
There it was again. Off in the distance... She strained to hear if whether or not it was a sand merk. "Timmy, can any of your electric doodads tell us if the chattering noise in the distance is a sand merk?"
The noise was much closer now - she could hear it quite clearly. The horrid chattering noise, one all too familiar from the visions she had been having the past few days - not to mention the one remaining sand merk that they hadn't disposed of in Red Fountain. Little bugger was quite crafty. But they would eventually find it - at some point.
Christine's hands shot up over her ears. "The noise! I can't stand it!" she cried, tears streaking down her face. She had been in the front of the group and when she turned slowly to view her teammates, a look of sheer madness danced in her blue eyes. She took several steps backwards, madness and fear both dancing across her pallid features.
The madness and fear left her features as quickly as they appeared as she dropped bonelessly to the ground. And in the distance, the chattering of the sand merks stopped for a moment before picking back up.
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Post by Riven on Dec 4, 2005 19:46:58 GMT -5
Riven groaned in pain as the chattering hit his ears. Bringing his hands up to cover them, he tried to focus on breathing, but the sound continued to grow - using his hands as defense was futile. He needed to get to his pocket; he had earplugs there. But he was terrified - terrified that if he dropped his hands for even a second that the chattering would destroy him. But he had to do it; his hands wouldn't be any barrier whatsoever before long.
Quickly reaching his hand into his pocket, Riven felt his fingers grasp the earplugs, but his nervous trembling caused them to fall to the ground. Cursing wildly, Riven dropped to his knees and picked them up, not bothering to clean them off before shoving them into his ears.
The chattering sounds now blocked, Riven took a moment to survey the area. No sand merks in sight . . . where could they be- Riven's gaze suddenly fell upon Chris. Chris . . . lying on the ground. Scared, at what he would find, Riven slowly approached her. Ever since his run in with her at the Observatory he had felt a growing protectiveness toward her, although he refused to admit it to anyone but himself. Dropping down beside her, he gently felt her neck for a pulse. Nothing. Reeling back on his heels, Riven called out to the others, wondering if they could hear him or if they had put in their earplugs as well.
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Post by helia on Dec 4, 2005 20:45:14 GMT -5
Helia came towards Riven and Chris, fixing the earplug that kept falling out. 'Why this earplug won't stay in is beyond me....' he thought. Noticing Riven on the ground, he quickened his pace.
Arriving next to Riven, Helia fixed his earplug for the umpteenth time after putting them in. 'Confound earplugs....' he thought to himself, smacking the earplug in.
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Post by Chris Strongheart on Dec 4, 2005 20:54:53 GMT -5
Christine lay limply on the ground, completely unresponsive. Her color had gone slightly pale and her skin was slightly cold to the touch. She looked dead - but wasn't. Her mind had run to the fartherest reaches it could go to get away from the sound. But her gift was still active.
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Post by Riven on Dec 4, 2005 20:59:27 GMT -5
Riven bent back over Chris' body, not certain what to do. He had never been in this kind of situation before and as he crouched helplessly by her, he wished that he had paid more attention in class. Maybe then he would know how to do something other than slay a beast with a sword.
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Post by tashii on Dec 7, 2005 23:49:41 GMT -5
OCC: italaized part is a rep. of part of my other post over at--> winxclub.proboards31.com/index.cgi?board=Lake&action=display&thread=1133451746Dropping down infront of the bubble. Tash finally got a good look at the "students" inside. Dropping the protection spell, laughing "Man, am I glad to..." She broke off when her eyes settled on a black haired man pushing at his ear. Nodding her head at the men and waving a come on to them, then she noticed Chris lying on the ground.Dropping down beside Chris, reaching out to feel for a pulse. Finding a faint pulse in her wrist. Tash looked at the men and pointd to each of them and after the merk. Pointing to herself and the Chris she pointed to Alfea hoping that they would understand. OCC: If I am not clear. I want to take Chris to Alfea and the specialist go after that sand merk. |
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Post by tashii on Dec 12, 2005 0:30:23 GMT -5
OCC: Well it has been five days and not post from the boyo's so..... I will continue. Yep I know they are busy with school work. but I wanna play. After getting no response from any of the men standing around Chris. Tash gave an aggravated gesture. Abruptly standing back up. Getting the attention of the purple haired man, she gestured for him to take Chris to Alfea as she lipped, "You take her then, take her to Mali." not waiting to see if he understood. She turned to the other three men and grabbing the wrist of the nearest one, she tugged on it and then took off after the sandmerk. Running up the rise to see Kaelin almost having the sandmerk cornered against a cliff. Coming up behind him, *Do they swim?* OCC:Will Helia, Brandon, Riven and Timmy come play?  |
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Post by Chris Strongheart on Dec 15, 2005 16:12:07 GMT -5
By now, Christine's skin was extremely cold to the touch and she looked like she was barely clinging to life. Within her head, she was screaming, crying, praying, and mentally beating herself up for being so weak. 'Riven was right,' a traitorous thought bubbled up, 'you are a weak little girl who can't protect herself.'
The dreams hadn't started yet...
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Post by tashii on Dec 15, 2005 23:30:52 GMT -5
Feeling torn between Chris behind her in extreme pain or helping Kaelin in front of her.
*Please hold on Chris.* Tash silently cried out to Chris as she made the decision to kill the merk first. Closing in on the sand merk so even the earplugs could not completly block out the chattering.
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Post by kaelin on Dec 15, 2005 23:35:50 GMT -5
With Tash standing just behind on his let. Kaelin was preparing to lunge forward with his blade when the chattering over came him and he dropped to his knees and withered in pain. Thrashing about as the sound became almost unbearable.
In a loud voice he attempted to sing, something to draw his attention away from the chatter.
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Post by tashii on Dec 15, 2005 23:50:59 GMT -5
"Kae," she screamed as she watched him crumple to the ground and start thrashing. Anger started to well up in her. Glaring at the thing that was causing so much pain to those that she held dear. "Kaelin-my twin, Christine-the only female on this planet I have started to befriend and you take them from me. This I will not forgive. If we die together so be it." she said as the anger in her began to build up.
Throwing herself at the merk, she pulled it in to her arms and fell off the cliff. Pulling the merk tighter to her body as they fell, after an eternity or so she hit the water. Sinking down into the depths. As the merk struggled to escape the prison of her arms. Tash held on tighter as they continued to sink to the bottom of the lake.
As the merks struggles become less and less, Tash still held the merk trapped within her arms. Feeling the fear and the pain of death from the merk flowing though her body; she still did not relinquish her hold over the merk.
OCC: Oh man like so in a dark mood. Better not comment over at LJ. Really bad sentance structure today. now to sleep so I can get up at 4.30 again.
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Post by kaelin on Dec 17, 2005 19:12:15 GMT -5
After the chattering dulled and faided away, Kaelin began pulling himself together. Looking around to see where the merk went. He couldn't see the sand merk anywhere. Or for that matter his sister.
*Tash, where are you?* when he got no responce he started to grow concerned. Shifting his gaze around looking for a clue as to where she or the merk had gone to.
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Post by tashii on Dec 19, 2005 10:48:08 GMT -5
The merk gave one final attempt to free himself before dieing. With the death of the merk, the anger filling Tash seeped away.
Exhausted Tash barely had the energy to swim to the surface. As her head broke the surface of the water, Tash began gulping in oxygen. Feeling completely drained she just floated on the surface.
OCC: Sorry so short, lack of sleep and I am playing at work.
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Follow up of this thread which follows this thread which follows this thread which directly follows the events in this thread. As for where we are in the time line? Post Sky's merger. So, sorry Sky, you're stuck at Red Fountain. .....think I have enough links?
