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| Nonsequitur | Dec 22 2013, 01:19 AM Post #21 |
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Yellow Bubblegum
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The poison Skewer was not going to get him. Thanks in no small part to Benkei leaving Laura just long enough to swat aside the envenomed horn with his bare hand. This time, it worked. The Unicorn went from snarling at it's spoiled attack to standing in a tame in docile way. At least until the Kouha got to it. It shook its mane fiercely and took a few stumbling steps before the light finished it off, it's fate was sealed. "Okay, so… Other than your shoulder and that poison you're good?" Benkei asked as he finished his ministrations on Laura's shoulder. "If so? Let's get the hell out of here and I can explain outside. How's that sound? |
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| evilpizza_626 | Dec 22 2013, 03:59 PM Post #22 |
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With the surroundings clear of hostilities Laura took more time to look around. Her back was stiff from the impact and awkward movements she had made to not disturb her arm. Also, with the lack of focus she had received from Hecate her eyes seemed to be shifting worse in contrast, thanks to the nystagmus from her type of albinism. Others could easily catch sight of the involuntary twitches of her eyes if they weren't half lidded or behind sunglasses. "Something fell after each creature was destroyed," she began, remembering the brittle rattle of something falling to the floor. She caught sight of the horns that used to grace the heads of the ceiling bound unicorns. "Wait, this might be important." She picked up the horn closest to herself. For something that had just fallen from a slain monster (the lack of a corpse also being surprising to someone learning to dissect corpses for a living) the horn appeared to had deteriorated far faster than it should have. Layers of keratin had stripped away to the powdering inner bone, if proper calcium or protein structures actually were the buildup of these horns. |
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| Exodin | Dec 22 2013, 04:16 PM Post #23 |
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Hayate put the pocket knife away and shook his head. Removing the mask and turning it over and over in his hands. This was quite the strange....what was he on? Anyway, obviously he'd been drugged with something. "These are some fucking vivid hallucinations. Hey, if you two are real? Remind me to always have a buddy with me, fuck." He shook his head again and groaned. What the hell had he been doing? Well....there had been a bar? Shit, he couldn't remember at all. Usually, he'd be just fine with that. Except, well now he was hallucinating giant unicorns and having magic powers. "Yeah i'm good to go. Let's get the fuck outta here. I need a drink." Then there was that voice in his head. What was it? I'm Himeros big boy~ God of sexual desires~ Not to mention, just another part of you~ "Right. The god of sexual desire. Hardy har har. Wait fuck, I know you two? You're uh....Watanabe? And you, you're....shit. Ugh my fucking head." He put the mask back on and groaned. The young man started rubbing his temples with a sigh. "Alright Watanabe-san. Since you don't seem to be all that effected by whatever the hell it is we're on. You lead the way out." |
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| Nonsequitur | Dec 22 2013, 11:28 PM Post #24 |
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"On? You're not on anything. Not beyond what you usually are, anyways." With his work done, he took the monstrous bastard of an axe he'd leaned against a wall to free up both hands and leaned it against his shoulder. "The last thing you remember was seeing a butterfly and winding up in this place, right? I assume we're all well past the 'voices in your head' stage. Those things you acquired are called Personae Persona for singular. Latin for 'mask.'" The nearest exit was…that way. "So, you should follow the url of any graffiti you see around here and in the mean time, any questions?" Just one: Why are we in the ruins and not fucking up more Shadows? Looks like these two can figure out the rest on their own, just tell them where the exit is and go. |
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| evilpizza_626 | Jan 1 2014, 12:45 PM Post #25 |
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"Remember?" Now that Laura thought about what was the last thing she had been doing? Hayate's talk of partying and inebriated consumptions prompted a memory of that late night bar meeting of some folk from the police depatment, a detective and an officer. But Laura had two cocktails at most in favorable conditions, not near enough to cause her imparied memory. And Benkei spoke with familiarity about their circumstances, expunging on a golden butterfly and the voices in their heads. Laura couldn't recall a butterfly but as for voices... "Would you possibly be able to meet later, Benkei, to discuss more about this place? As I gather it's far too dangerous to remain here." Hecate indicated there were no major nearby threats but the distant halls resonated with the same 'sound' of the shadowy creatures. |
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