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poly_chromatic2012-02-19 01:08 am
fatespoken) wrote in poly_chromatic2012-02-19 01:08 am
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[ The desert at night could be called beautiful, as illusory as that may be, with the moon casting a pale illumination onto the endless sea of sand.
In the darkness, it's difficult to see, but a man is trudging his way to the base of a sand pile. Reflected in the moonlight is a bottle of vodka, held tightly in his left hand. And with his right:
Zip, zip, zip--- yes, he's taking a piss. ]
Fate-damned desert.
And then--- a sharp cry cuts through the air, the cry of a monstrous-sized scorpion bursting right up through the sand. Not even having the chance to pull up his pants, Amory dives and tumbles to the side. Clack, clack, clack goes the clicking of giant claws. ]
You got to be kidding me----
[ The monster goes in for another attack, this time with its tail, and it's only by a hair that Amory manages to dodge. He does so extremely ungracefully, twisting to the side and landing head first in the sand.
Amory's breath is quick, the sudden movement causing stars to blur in front of his vision. He's suddenly lightheaded. Taking a moment to breath, he stretches a hand toward the creature and closes his eyes, just for a moment. A medium sized globe of fire flares up with a roar.... lighting his own hand on fire. That was not intended. You see, that was meant for the monster.]
Fuck, Fuck, Fuck-
[ Oh god it hurts it hurts it hurts. He buries his hand in a pile of sand to set off the fire, while trying to calm down the flames with his mind. But his nerves are running at a breakneck speed, so it's hard to concentrate on anything but panic.
The giant scorpion roars again, and with that, it raises another claw and sends it slamming into the sand below. Distracted by his hand, Amory is not quick enough to make a clean dodge, and he rolls away, leaving a streak of blood across the sand, shining red in the moonlight.
Crouching behind a large mound of sand, he attempts to hides himself from the creature, one hand clutching his side as he breaths heavily. ]
[ ooc: If it's reasonable that your character would be in this area, feel free to help him! ]
In the darkness, it's difficult to see, but a man is trudging his way to the base of a sand pile. Reflected in the moonlight is a bottle of vodka, held tightly in his left hand. And with his right:
Zip, zip, zip--- yes, he's taking a piss. ]
Fate-damned desert.
And then--- a sharp cry cuts through the air, the cry of a monstrous-sized scorpion bursting right up through the sand. Not even having the chance to pull up his pants, Amory dives and tumbles to the side. Clack, clack, clack goes the clicking of giant claws. ]
You got to be kidding me----
[ The monster goes in for another attack, this time with its tail, and it's only by a hair that Amory manages to dodge. He does so extremely ungracefully, twisting to the side and landing head first in the sand.
Amory's breath is quick, the sudden movement causing stars to blur in front of his vision. He's suddenly lightheaded. Taking a moment to breath, he stretches a hand toward the creature and closes his eyes, just for a moment. A medium sized globe of fire flares up with a roar.... lighting his own hand on fire. That was not intended. You see, that was meant for the monster.]
Fuck, Fuck, Fuck-
[ Oh god it hurts it hurts it hurts. He buries his hand in a pile of sand to set off the fire, while trying to calm down the flames with his mind. But his nerves are running at a breakneck speed, so it's hard to concentrate on anything but panic.
The giant scorpion roars again, and with that, it raises another claw and sends it slamming into the sand below. Distracted by his hand, Amory is not quick enough to make a clean dodge, and he rolls away, leaving a streak of blood across the sand, shining red in the moonlight.
Crouching behind a large mound of sand, he attempts to hides himself from the creature, one hand clutching his side as he breaths heavily. ]
[ ooc: If it's reasonable that your character would be in this area, feel free to help him! ]
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Good thing she has fucking fantastic aim. Creature, creature is down!]
Amory!
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I'm okay, I'm okay. Close one.
[ His words are breathy. Panic still there. ]
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[She's looking around....trying not to look at penis]
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He sighs, and slowly pulls his pants up, wincing as the movement disturbs his wounds. ]
They're on now. [ He lets out a huge breath. ] Thank you, Eden.
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[She moves closer]
Let me see.
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I'm fine. It's just a scratch, you don't need meddle.
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If you go septic and die out here I'm not dragging your fucking body around.
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[ He tries to push himself, wincing. ]
You saved my life, Eden. I'm grateful. But right now, I'll handle it.
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Now I'll believe you can't manage a forcefield. Still there?
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If you say so.
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This Chase is stranger who wears the face of an old friend. It's a conundrum that disconcerts Amory, in that fear of having to re-establish what once-was, with the overhanging uncertainty of it ever being the same. Who knows if this Robert Chase is the Robert Chase he knew? And even if he is, who is to say that he will have the same reactions? He's as good as a stranger.
It'd be easier not to try. To ignore him. ]
You can trust me.
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[ How many times has he said this? ]
I can heal, if I have to.
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action | not too long after?
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Damn it-
[ He curses quietly to himself, his expression beyond frustrated. In fact, he looks almost murderous. ]
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[Okay, so, obviously no emergency, or at least the emergency's taken care of. So he relaxes just a bit.]
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[ Oh god, he laughs at his own stupid joke. Ow. Ow. That hurts. ]
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[He's not going to say you look like shit but really, Amory... you don't look so good. Even if the detail's not so clear, and he hasn't noticed the blood, something's off.]
Seen Eden?
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[ He runs a hand through his hair-- the clean, bandaged one. ]
She rescued me in the nick of time. Headed back to the camp.
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You okay?
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[ In fact, here he goes, crumpling right into Frankie, which is not awkward at all. ]
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