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Home sweet home; Penelope's arrival
Topic Started: May 7 2009, 04:52 AM (839 Views)
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Just a small post to keep things moving.


Clutching what in the best of circumstances was only a dislocated shoulder, Ruben stumbled down the twisted and unreal alleyways of Death City. Looking as if he'd fought Asura himself, his clothes were wet, muddy and tattered. Tired and battered as he was, he teetered into the park, where under the protective embrace of a willow, fell asleep.

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Essay ;-;
The height of 2 men.
The weight of 4.
The strength of 16!

Ber, the finest golem in the world!
And its owner, Ruben not the greatest golem technician in the world, but most Enthusiastic!
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Your last post stuck an image in my mind, so here's a sketch I was forced to draw, of what my mental image was of the situation, lol. Also, don't ask me why socks look like that in my imagination, they just do >___>
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"EEP!"

Will yelped as he was pulled backwards by the hood of his jacket. His only reaction was to clutch at the collar that was strangling him as he went down, his right hand flung out to try to prevent his fall. Unfortunately there was nothing to grab onto, and Will ended up thumping heavily into the new girl. He hit his head on the floor, and ended up biting his tongue. The taste of blood invaded the stricken weapon's mouth.

"ow! whp oo boo thap fooow?"

complained Will. Unfortunately a combination of injured tongue, and the sticking out of said appendage for no apparent reason other than to examine it, resulted in speech that was almost completely incoherent.

"gah!"

he articulated, prodding his tongue with a finger. As the pain in his head faded, and the pain in his tongue increased, Will came to the decision that he needed frozen something to numb the area.

"am gomma gep sum ithe fo ma pumck"

Will attempted to get up, and his tongue issue faded slightly as his mind started to register the danger he was in.

'on the floor, on the psycho killer lady... ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh'

Will's mental dialogue became a wordless siren of intense warning, and he redoubled his efforts in getting up.
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Penelope
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On the way down her chin collided very uncomfortably against the floor, it was enough to jar her glasses right off her face as they went flying and skidding across the floor. She managed a low mew of pain while placing her arms outwards, just as Will fell right on top of her and successfully winded the air right out of her. As Will seemingly started to get cozy on top of Penelope, he murmured something unintelligent about…something. She didn’t pay mind to it as she herself tried, fruitlessly to acquire some air to her lungs.

Squirming for a few seconds Penelope did finally manage to get some air into her lungs and while she did, Will himself seemed to notice he was sitting on her. When he did he redoubled his efforts at getting up and that resulted in them both awkwardly colliding limbs with one another. She would jab him in his back, he would do the same etcetera, etcetera.

Of course all this was enough to get her really riled up and even though she might as well be blind as a bat without her glasses. Penelope managed to bring together all her energy and that was enough so she could flip Will right over. As they rolled she was successful in being on top. With this new position she grabbed him by the collar and brought him upwards.

“Moron! Trying to kill me!?” Pen yelled, and blatantly she ignored the fact that she was the one who pulled him down on top of her. Only seeing a blur before her as Will didn’t say a thing, Pen gave a cry and stared him in the eye. Yes Penelope was acting a bit out of the loop; she guessed that maybe she could very well be scaring this poor boy but logical reasoning flew out the window when Ruben himself went flying out as well…


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LOL nice!! To the picture not what I just wrote in the post...XD Penelope looks oh so angry >8D


Edited by Penelope, May 18 2009, 03:25 AM.
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Elbows met stomachs, shoulders met faces, knees met... other squishy parts. Will cringed in pain and tried to protect the squishy part in question from further damage with his hand, while the other scrambled for purchase, attempting to get him out of the mess. There was a sudden pain as all the air in his body was driven out, the world spun disconcertingly, and he was unceremoniously crashed into the floor with something heavy on top of him. He swore he must have blanked out for a moment because he couldn't recall how he came to be in this position.

"oof!"

Will struggled to regain oxygen. His head was starting to feel light and floaty, so he barely noticed the girl speaking. The wordless cry brought him back to reality, however, and he frowned in concentration. The hand he had been using for protection was being sat on, but the other was free. Will sat up quickly, trying to get out from under the girl, and his face crashed into hers, which had apparently been hovering right in front of his own.

"Agggghhh!"

yelled Will in distress, bringing his free hand up to cradle a now bleeding, and possibly broken nose. It was all too much for him, and so the stricken weapon collapsed backwards onto the carpeted floor. His clothes were sodden, wounds from the practical test had been awoken and were growling angrily at him, his nose was just a blur of pain which prevented him from thinking and even drawing in breath properly, his chest was constricted by the girl, his tongue was still too sore to speak properly and in this position the blood from his nose was starting to run down the back of his throat, causing a massive coughing fit. Will was fairly certain a small spattering of the nose blood was being coughed onto his captor, but to be honest not many of his mental faculties were fully functional at that point. He also couldn't sit back up for fear of another head but, and because he lacked the oxygen needed by his stomach muscles to bear his weight.

Will made one more token struggle before blacking out.
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Hope you don't mind me dropping in.


Deira was walking past the building that housed pretty much the only person she considered a friend when she heard a yell. A very pained, panicked, Will-ish sounding yell. The billhook paused mid-step, then went over to the sharehouse door. Knocking, she waited less then a second before testing the handle. The door proved to be unlocked, so she went inside.

Inside she came across a sight that was a few different kinds of bad. Will was sprawled on the ground, blood coming out of his mouth and apparently out cold, while a somewhat deranged looking girl pinned him to the ground.

Now, Deira was on the whole a very calm, level headed sort of person, albeit one who was rather prone to cursing. However, she was also the protective type, especially when it came to those she cared about, and in those cases common sense tended to get over ruled.

"and I got respect and I dont neglect
the people that I really care to protect"


Putting her not inconsiderable upper body strength to good use, she grabbed the girl, hauled her bodily off Will and dumped her on the floor a couple of feet away. Wanting to check up on Will but knowing better then to expose her back to a potential enemy, she pulled herself up to her full height, clenched her fists, and, glaring at the unknown girl, said in a dangerously calm voice;

"What the hell do you think you're playing at?"
Edited by Deira, May 19 2009, 12:30 AM.
“If you have to look along the shaft of an arrow from the wrong end, if a man has you entirely at his mercy, then hope like hell that man is an evil man. Because the evil like power... they will talk, they will gloat. So hope like hell your captor is an evil man. A good man will kill you with hardly a word.” ~ Terry Pratchett

"Any plan where you lose your hat is a bad plan."
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The sudden lurch took her off guard as Will smacked heads with her and reflectively she dropped him as pain cinched in and pulsated in her forehead. Didn’t he see that she was right in front of him?! Hissing and giving out a off handed swear or two while Will himself was also adjusting to the pain. Right then and there she watched as he did a spasm and held his nose, the smell of metallic and gush of red showed he had a bleeding nose…might have even broken it too, I mean for such a reaction.

Penelope ignored the pain immediately for the sight of blood and having it currently be coughed on her made her fully aware that this kid was in a rather sorry state. Not having a clue as to why he was in such a state, she went to stand up but again he started to struggle. Annoyed she opened her mouth wide to tell him to calm down but before a word could be conjured, Will’s very pale eyes went upwards as he fell backwards.

Passing out, with her on top of him. She quickly made a face at her predicament and wondered why this kid was seemingly, well looked like he was on the very ledge of death itself when she wanted Ruben to be! Ignoring her thoughts for the moment she hunched upwards on her knees and forward to lean down into Will, checking his pulse and noticing that with the blood on her and with Will himself looking like this, it wasn’t an image she wanted anyone just suddenly walking in on. That’s why she went about getting off and then tending to the poor guy when suddenly she felt two hands grab at her and easily toss her off to the side.

Penelope honestly didn’t figure that she was that light… But as Penelope thumped into the wall she issued out a wince of pain. To the left of her were her glasses and she quickly propped them against her nose and turned to see who had went and pulled her off Will. Some person with a hat and some very muggy looking clothes stared angrily at her; in one breathe this person, who from the voice she now deemed a girl. Ask her what she was playing at.

Playing at? She wondered before realizing the image that the very angry girl had just walked in on. Penelope sighed and rolled her head backwards while staring accusingly towards the ceiling. Wishing for something to just swallow her up, for honestly she didn’t want to deal with this. She just wanted to sleep…and kill Ruben. Well at least make it so that he won’t be able to walk for a few days. Since the guy just…rubbed her the wrong way. But currently she had to deal with the fact that she may have really harmed Will, this guy she barely even knew and this angry girl who looked very all to well ready to go about killing her.

“Please don’t go jumping to some inane conclusions.” She spoke with her eyes still on the ceiling. “This is just some misunderstanding.” Penelope then turned her eyes and stared the girl straight into her livid eyes with her own calm and icy stare. “Come on we have to stop the bleeding, if he swallows too much of it, that shit can cause some nasty nausea and probably make the poor bugger vomit all over himself.” Penelope hunched forward with her eyes now on the passed out form of Will.

“We have to levitate him…and I think realign his nose if it’s broken. I doubt having a crooked nose would fit well with him huh?” She tried to say the last part jokingly but for all she knew the girl could start blaming her for this whole mess…then again it was practically all her doing. She coughed awkwardly as she bent down beside Will.
Edited by Penelope, May 23 2009, 06:43 AM.
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Deira was slightly confused. While she hadn't really had any clear idea about what she'd expected to happen, this wasn't it, plus she wasn't sure how to deal with mystery girl. On one hand she wanted to help Will, which suggested that she wasn't a threat, on the other it could be a ruse to make her think just that. The billhook gave a mental shrug. Helping Will was more important then kicking ass so she'd play nice, but if the girl tried anything Deira would make her regret it.

Crouching down rather awkwardly so that her stiff-kneed left leg was more or less straight with her weight on her bent right leg, she carefully rolled her unconcious ex-partner onto his side to stop him swallowing or choking on blood. Thank done, she checked his pulse, which was a bit fast but that was expected, and felt his nose.

"It doesn't seem to be broken, not even the cartilage."

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah. I got the cartilage in my nose broken in first year, I know what it feels like. If you want to make yourself useful go get some tissues or something for the blood."


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In my head, Deira's leg is merely the 'highlight' of a lengthy list of war wounds. Also, broken cartilage generally heals without any deformity, especially if treated so this detail makes no difference to her looks.

“If you have to look along the shaft of an arrow from the wrong end, if a man has you entirely at his mercy, then hope like hell that man is an evil man. Because the evil like power... they will talk, they will gloat. So hope like hell your captor is an evil man. A good man will kill you with hardly a word.” ~ Terry Pratchett

"Any plan where you lose your hat is a bad plan."
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It seemed that she was now brushed off into the safe category as the chick sauntered downwards to check up on Will herself. At Penelope’s suggestion she replied briskly, while feeling his nose, that his nose didn’t seem broken nor his cartilage. Penelope questioned if she was sure since she didn’t know you could check something like that…with your fingers but then again if it was broken, the bone would be jutting out and you would feel that wouldn’t you? So Penelope shrugged and got up from her crouch.

"Yeah. I got the cartilage in my nose broken in first year; I know what it feels like. If you want to make yourself useful go get some tissues or something for the blood."

If she wanted to make herself feel useful? Penelope smirked, and thought up a reply in her head but figured that with the girl’s tone, she didn’t mean it in a sarcastic way. Then again it sure as hell came off that way.

“Alright then lady, I’ll snag some Kleenex and an ice pack, to stop the swelling.” Penelope took off down the hallway and with one last glance backwards took down the stairs of the house in two. Skipping the last three she went about hunting for said materials. As she wandered about the share house, the total lack of people miffed Pen but she figured with less people…What happened upstairs wouldn’t be blown out of proportions by everyone living here.

I mean that’s what she needs…having everyone thinking she was some deranged psychopath. Walking by a mirror she caught her reflection from the corner of her eye and deadpanned, literally for she still had on those wet socks. Her face smacked into the floor and her glasses were rammed harshly against her face. Penelope sighed as she propped herself back up and ignored the pain. Taking another glance at herself, she noted that with her clothes all wet and clinging to her body and hair more spikier and wild than usual…yeah she looked pretty out there. Quickly taking off her sweater and slipping out of her socks, she rolled them into a ball and held then under her left arm.

Penelope then again began her search for an ice pack, which obviously there should at least be some ice in the fridge. She just needed to find the kitchen…as she turned a corner she found herself at her destination and rummaged around in the freezer for some ice, instead finding an ice pack that would work much better for her, well Will she meant. Trekking back up the stairs she zoomed past the girl and Will towards the washroom, while at the same time flinging her clothes into her room. Taking notice of the state of her door…hopefully she could fix that later.

Grabbing a roll of toilet paper Penelope ran back out and mentally sited that with her running to and fro, the rush of air as she jogged by was doing some good on her wet tank and shorts. Sliding to a stop on the other side of Will she bent down again and offered the tissues to the girl.

“Do you know where his room’s at? We should probably move him but…” She remembered him fainting…and being passed out so… “Never mind I guess we shouldn’t move him.” Which left them with…waiting, for Will to wake up or call 911. Penelope was unsure but this was rather serious. At the very thought she became passive and her eyes remained glued to Will’s past out form.
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Hazy, the world was hazy. Half smelled wafts of scent triggered memories that were just beyond reach, sounds were distorted as though he was underwater, and best of all he could sense two female souls nearby.

'heaven?'

the thought floated around his head for a moment before being forgotten. His consciousness awakening from the blury haze, a few more impressions of the world became accessible to Will. First and foremost was the pain in his chest, which, he was fairly certain, didn't happen in heaven. His brow crinkled slightly as he tried to remember the moments leading up to this point. The second thing that became apparent was that he was lying on the floor. It was carpeted, and damp. Will's frown increased.

"what?"

He mumbled

"What am I doing on the ground?"

The last thing that he realised, heralding his full leap into consciousness, was the precise nature of the souls around him. Deira, and the angry girl, who didn't seem quite so angry, now that Will had stopped panicking. Memories of what happened came flooding back to him, and Will blanked mentally,

'crap! I can't let Deira know I was such a wuss! I can't believe I panicked that badly... and what must the new girl think?'

Will hoped silently that the people would go away, and that he could crawl under the carpet and live there for the rest of his life in embarrassment. He put a hand out in front of his body to make sure the way was clear for sitting up, his body soon followed. Sitting up brought on a lighter bout of coughing, but nothing serious.

"What happened? I remember... running... I don't... where's Ruben?"

'heh heh... let's just hope a missing memory is enough to forestall questions and get me out of this with at least a shred of dignity.'
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Relieved that her friend was awake and seemingly okay, if a little out of it, Deira helped him up.

"You okay mate? Do you think you need to see a doctor or anything?"


Leaning closer, she dropped her voice to a whisper.

"Who's the girl and what did she do? Is she okay or do I need to start kicking butt?"
“If you have to look along the shaft of an arrow from the wrong end, if a man has you entirely at his mercy, then hope like hell that man is an evil man. Because the evil like power... they will talk, they will gloat. So hope like hell your captor is an evil man. A good man will kill you with hardly a word.” ~ Terry Pratchett

"Any plan where you lose your hat is a bad plan."
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