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Post by Tuesday DeCastro on Jul 5, 2008 1:45:01 GMT -5
Tuesday shrugged, simultaneously trying to assist Alexei in moving, while causing him as little discomfort as possible and still holding onto the pistol, which is no simple feat. "We should probably get him out of here." She says.
He appears barely conscious, so Tuesday checks his wrist for a pulse, it's weak, due to the amount of blood hes losing. "Did he get away?" She asked. "And do you see a woman over there?" She nods her head in the direction of where she'd left Lena.
Tuesday feels responsible for this whole mess, after all, it was her that the man was after. She frowns. "I can't say how sorry I am for all this. You two shouldn't have gotten involved." She states, looking between Alexei and Maeve.
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Post by Lena Eva Aysel on Jul 5, 2008 1:48:37 GMT -5
Lena almost follows Tuesday out, but stops at the end of the alley shadows. She sees one man on the ground and no Markus.
After a moment, another woman joins them. Thinking for another moment before moving, Lena tucks her hair behind an ear. She wish she had tied it before dashin g off.
She backtracks, entering the warehouse through the back door. As she moves, she produces two blades from the folds of her clothes. Eventually finding it pointless, she jumps onto a stack of crates.
"Markus?" She whispers into the silence of the empty warehouse.
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Maeve Cullen
Regular
New Objective Employee/Tattoo Artist
Cogito, ergo ink! (Translation: "I think, therefore I ink!")
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Post by Maeve Cullen on Jul 5, 2008 1:52:27 GMT -5
Maeve glances in the direction and shakes her head. "Nah. Here, take these." She pulls Tuesday away from Alexei and hands her the guns. "Go put them in the car and get ready to take off. You can drive, right?" She then kneels next to Alexei, hooking her arms under him. With a slight 'oof' she lifts him up bridal style. "This is more awkward for me than you. You'll hardly remember it." She says as she begins to carry him to the car.
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Post by Alexei Nacharade on Jul 5, 2008 1:54:10 GMT -5
During the course of this Alexei replays the events in his head. He realized then that the gas masked assassin had attacked when it saw him when Tuesday hadn't emerged. It occured to him that he may have more personal investment in seeing this thing through then he first realized.
He slowly pushed his way out of Maeve's arms and took a syringe out of his pocket.
"Just...stay back.." Alexei said, trying not to sound in to much pain.
He thanked Father Manala and every dead god that could hear him it wasn't broken. He kept an adrenaline shot around in case he ran into someone ODing...but now was as good a time to use it as ever. He held the needle to his heart, then held it away...took a breathe...then plunged it into his chest with all his might, pressing down on the plunger. He gasped and screamed, falling onto his back and convulsing as the adrenaline shot took affect.
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Post by Markus Dunstan on Jul 5, 2008 1:57:04 GMT -5
Markus dropped from the ceiling he'd climbed to beside Lena, his blades in both of his hands, though he didn't make any move to attack, and was completely unaware of Lena's conflicted feelings in regards to the entire situation. He assumed she was here to help. He tilted his head to the side and waited for her to come up with a plan.
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Post by Tuesday DeCastro on Jul 5, 2008 2:02:50 GMT -5
Tuesday wonders where the woman had gone off to, but now isn't really the moment to ponder this, she took the guns from Maeve, and stood up, she was just about to make her way to the car when Alexei pulled out a syringe.
She looked down at him quizzically. "Alexei...what're you...?" Then he plunges the needle into his chest. She jumped back, and almost fell as she shrieked shrilly, then immediately regretted doing so. She pushed the guns that she hadn't been using back into Maeve's hands, figuring she'd make better use of them if needed. She watched Alexei convulse on the ground in repulsion, and fear, not knowing what was happening, or what was going to happen.
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Post by Alexei Nacharade on Jul 5, 2008 2:11:10 GMT -5
Alexei got to his feet as the convulsing stopped. He didn't feel healthy, that was for certain, but he felt able to move for the time being. He knew with his wounds, it wouldn't last quite as long as he would have liked.
"We need to finish this soon." Alexei says, looking at Tuesday and Maeve.
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Post by Lena Eva Aysel on Jul 5, 2008 2:28:48 GMT -5
Lena scanned Markus, and inwardly groaned at the feel of his expectant gaze. She turned from him to survey the area from atop the crates. "Looks like you got fooled." She stated simply, no mock in her tone.
Perhaps they've driven off by now? Their friend seemed pretty hurt. What if they hadn't? Then they were fools. She lifted a hand to one of her blades, carefully pressing the palm to the flat of it.
"Do you know who the hell that guy is?" Ice begans to crawl over the blade, coating it in a wave of whitish blue. If that guy had access to that many guns, he must work for the Manalist or some pretty rich guy. She was guessing the later.
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Post by Beatrix 'BX' Green on Jul 5, 2008 2:29:25 GMT -5
[/b] BX's eyes widened a bit when she stated she was apart of the Economic Council. That was a very important job to the Manalist religion, since they made all of the laws. BX was quite impressed as to who she was talking. A member of the group that come up with these important laws everyone needs to respect. It was quite axhilirating to know who she was talking to. "That's so cool! Your such a great inspiration to all us Manalists out there. You guys make and enforce these laws. I'm so proud of that!" she stated. He eyes had stars as them, as if Lilith was the biggest celebrity on the planet. "It's you everyone should be cheering for." she said. BX was overly enthusiastic about the whole thing, but what can you do when you have such an exciting day planned? BX took antoher bite out of her hamburger, surprised by it's all American taste. "Can't get more American than this." she stated with a laugh. BX could tell Lilith wasn't enjoying the food all too much, seeing as she barely touched her plate. Europeans needs to so get over their snootyness. she thought. "Don't like the food much?" BX raised an eyebrow and smiled at the older woman. Yes, she was older but still beautiful. Her ebony hair was to die for. "Are you going to stick around for my speech? It's going to be a real doozy." BX put the hamburger down and waited for a response to this. Today's lecture will feature tons of fun stuff! Not to mention lots and lots of fire. Something that BX was especially excited about. [/color][/ul][/size] |
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Post by Markus Dunstan on Jul 5, 2008 2:34:47 GMT -5
Markus stuck out his pointer finger and stuck up his thumb, clenching his other fingers so his hand makes the mock shape of a pistol. He makes a show as if firing a gun three times, then points at himself, though he doubted she'd know he was specifically referring to an incident that occurred at genetech where Alexei had shot Markus three times.
Markus paused, then and looked around the warehouse. It had just occurred to the assassin that he had indeed been fooled. That was all that registered, though. If Markus felt any true indignation at having been tricked, it didn't quite show. He looked expectantly at Eva once more.
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Post by Jack Kruschev on Jul 5, 2008 8:33:08 GMT -5
"I was born in radio-active America, so when I first got to Ireland, I was stunned by it's beauty," Anthony said as he opened a door for Bambi. "As for your question, it's a genetic defect that we can't fix. Doing things as small as changing hair color is suprisingly difficult. When we had first cloned humans and created them from scratch, they suffered life-threatening bith defects and had to be put to death. We don't look much into fixing hair."
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Akira 69
New Comer
Rebel Creditor
The voices in my head say you're crazy!
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Post by Akira 69 on Jul 5, 2008 12:32:17 GMT -5
((Late reply >.<))
Akira looked at Kizu and shook his head saying, "No. I'am just engaging in some idle chit chat." he replied simply and roboticly, alittle more like a Creditor before it broke from his grin. "I just happend to be over there after... Work and decided to tag along where ever you all are going. I have no other engagements that need my attention so you all are quite lucky to have me along." Akira went on without pause as he sounded arrogant, but since Creditors were fully capable of breaking a normal person in two, his arrogance was not misplaced.
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Post by Tuesday DeCastro on Jul 5, 2008 13:27:05 GMT -5
Tuesday gaped at Alexei in positive alarm. What in the world had just happened? She wasn't exactly the resident drug expert, nor was she going to pretend to be, but she did know that a needle in the chest was usually a bad thing!
She blinked rapidly and shook her head, desperately trying and failing to sort it all out. She looked from the discarded and empty syringe, to the spot where Alexei had been thrashing around on the ground, and now to the standing Alexei. "But you just...because you were...and then..." She stuttered, pointing from the syringe to him and back. Finally she took a deep breath, and held up a hand. "No." She said firmly. "You're in no state to finish anything. We should really get you out of here."
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Post by Alexei Nacharade on Jul 5, 2008 15:32:27 GMT -5
Alexei gestured to the empty syringe as he tossed it on the ground.
"Adrenaline shot." He explained, and rubbed his eyes. He eyed Tuesday, and as much as he'd have prefered to flee and leave the hazards to Maeve and Tuesday, he shook his head at her.
"I think you need all the help you can get." He replied.
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Post by Tuesday DeCastro on Jul 5, 2008 16:11:12 GMT -5
Tuesday sighed, running a hand through her hair, her fingers weaving their way through the curly locks. He was right, they did need all the help they could get, but he didn't look like he was in any condition to stand on his own, let alone help them against some crazy guy in a gas mask.
"I really don't think its a good idea." She reasoned. "Maeve and I could leave with you. Maybe this guy has had enough of me, and is going to leave me alone now." She said, knowing that it was unlikely.
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