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9 yrs ago
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9 yrs ago
not gonna be around from the 12th to the 17th of august 2017
9 yrs ago
dying under exams so please pardon the lack of posting
10 yrs ago
I'm back and that's that
11 yrs ago
Pulling out from roleplays for a while, hopefully not for too long
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“We can’t just fire on them!” The moogle shouted back.
Ninty tried her very best to glare even harder at the moogle, but it was easier said than done. She could feel the adrenaline slowly seeping out of her system and with it the blissful ignorance of just how many cuts and bruises she had sustained in the fight.
“Why not?” Ninty growled back, leaning heavily on her left leg. “We have the fire power to end this fight right now!”
“But we ri-”
Ninty missed the rest of the Moogles reply. A wave of nausea swept over her wrapping up the world into a dull, black expanse with only the sensation of falling left. But after a moment that too was taken.
The bright lights stung her eyes for a bit but soon enough Ninty blinked away the pain to find herself in the medical ward of the Gummi Ship.
“Jupiter?” Ninty called softly to her in the neighbouring bunk.
She didn’t reply.
Ninty then scowled at the ceiling. She was worried about Jupiter but there wasn’t really anything Ninty could do and besides rest was probably the best thing for her. With an annoyed huff Ninty also supposed that rest was best for her too considering, much to her frustration, she had collapsed mid shouting match.
“Out shouted by a moogle.” Ninty chuckled. “The guys ain’t ever going to let me live this down.”
And like a punch in the gut Ninty felt her mood drop even further. There wasn’t really any point in getting up, Ninty doubted she’d even be able to stay upright for long anyway if she did. Besides she presumed that some of the others would be joining her soon.
Ninty tried her very best to glare even harder at the moogle, but it was easier said than done. She could feel the adrenaline slowly seeping out of her system and with it the blissful ignorance of just how many cuts and bruises she had sustained in the fight.
“Why not?” Ninty growled back, leaning heavily on her left leg. “We have the fire power to end this fight right now!”
“But we ri-”
Ninty missed the rest of the Moogles reply. A wave of nausea swept over her wrapping up the world into a dull, black expanse with only the sensation of falling left. But after a moment that too was taken.
The bright lights stung her eyes for a bit but soon enough Ninty blinked away the pain to find herself in the medical ward of the Gummi Ship.
“Jupiter?” Ninty called softly to her in the neighbouring bunk.
She didn’t reply.
Ninty then scowled at the ceiling. She was worried about Jupiter but there wasn’t really anything Ninty could do and besides rest was probably the best thing for her. With an annoyed huff Ninty also supposed that rest was best for her too considering, much to her frustration, she had collapsed mid shouting match.
“Out shouted by a moogle.” Ninty chuckled. “The guys ain’t ever going to let me live this down.”
And like a punch in the gut Ninty felt her mood drop even further. There wasn’t really any point in getting up, Ninty doubted she’d even be able to stay upright for long anyway if she did. Besides she presumed that some of the others would be joining her soon.
*cries underneath mountains of paperwork* ah yes, the joys of being accepted to university and jury duty.
I'll hopefully be around either thursday or friday if I survive.
I'll hopefully be around either thursday or friday if I survive.
well for me I'm going to be buried under a mountain of paperwork for the next few days *cries*
I'll try to be back on the thursday or friday, until which maybe someone could be the exposition relay for Mr Felix.
I'll try to be back on the thursday or friday, until which maybe someone could be the exposition relay for Mr Felix.
Maybe they're just busy?
As I'm going to be for a few days, and have been, but should be back either the thursday or friday with a post :D
As I'm going to be for a few days, and have been, but should be back either the thursday or friday with a post :D
Maybe.
But honestly I cant help but think that if by the time they get to Keingry (if they go there) Celadon will have adopted Mayonaka as his grand child.
"Dad, you already have twelve grand children."
"Now I have thirteen."
"Dad, no."
"Dad yes!!!"
But honestly I cant help but think that if by the time they get to Keingry (if they go there) Celadon will have adopted Mayonaka as his grand child.
"Dad, you already have twelve grand children."
"Now I have thirteen."
"Dad, no."
"Dad yes!!!"
“Have we got the brat yet!?” Ninty shrieked amidst mid swear.
She hated these things, she loathed them and felt quite a bit happier whenever she saw a puff of black smoke when they died.
While Henry took care of the Heartless on the ground Ninty tried to turn her focus to the skies; sending out volleys of light at their attackers and thinning them out. Sadly with so much going on and having to keep dodging, and of course retaliating against, attack from other heartless Ninty wasn’t much of a good shot. Even so the flying Heartless themselves didn’t have much chance of their own to attack as they jittered and jumped around above their targets.
Another few Heartless became puffs of smoke above her whilst Ninty continued to threaten those around her with promises such as;
“Touch me and I will shove yer friends head over there, up yer arse!”
Thankfully though, for the Heartless, Ninty stuck to either shooting or beating them instead.
She hated these things, she loathed them and felt quite a bit happier whenever she saw a puff of black smoke when they died.
While Henry took care of the Heartless on the ground Ninty tried to turn her focus to the skies; sending out volleys of light at their attackers and thinning them out. Sadly with so much going on and having to keep dodging, and of course retaliating against, attack from other heartless Ninty wasn’t much of a good shot. Even so the flying Heartless themselves didn’t have much chance of their own to attack as they jittered and jumped around above their targets.
Another few Heartless became puffs of smoke above her whilst Ninty continued to threaten those around her with promises such as;
“Touch me and I will shove yer friends head over there, up yer arse!”
Thankfully though, for the Heartless, Ninty stuck to either shooting or beating them instead.
Staring up at the dragon, there was no way the Charles could deny that it was indeed a dragon, with his jaw slack in shock and befuddlement Charles came to understand what they had meant in his briefing.
A Dragon would indeed be a very distressing situation.
The biting window snapping at his face brought Charles out of his stupor (was a foggy mind a side effect of teleportation?) and back to the situation at hand. He was scared and very worried both for his safety as well as that of the members of TIGER and Rozalind, who he couldn’t see anywhere.
But he was on a mission, well actually on the way to one but who cares when there’s a dragon about, and Charles had to stay calm and collected even when he felt completely the opposite.
“I don’t think a gun would be too useful in this situation considering how big that dragon is.” Charles stamped his feet, already feeling a bit chilly. “I mean honestly, have you seen how big it is? It’s huge. A piddily little bullet probably isn’t going to do much to such a great big behemoth.”
Casting hastily this way and that Charles hunted across the landscape, glad to see that the majority of the people on the plane and their gear had also been dropped off, looking for somewhere they could possibly hide for a bit. Hopefully by the time the storm had died down the Dragon would’ve gone away too.
“Ah ha!” Charles final exclaimed, having spotted the crumbling outline of a castle not too far away through the snow. “There’s a castle or something over there, looks to be at least standing alright so maybe we could hide in there for a bit?”
Without even asking for a response Charles plucked up both his own case, after digging out out of the pile of snow it had been thrown into, and another one before setting out with measured strides towards the castle. All the while trying to block out the terrifying noises of a shrieking dragon and metal.
A Dragon would indeed be a very distressing situation.
The biting window snapping at his face brought Charles out of his stupor (was a foggy mind a side effect of teleportation?) and back to the situation at hand. He was scared and very worried both for his safety as well as that of the members of TIGER and Rozalind, who he couldn’t see anywhere.
But he was on a mission, well actually on the way to one but who cares when there’s a dragon about, and Charles had to stay calm and collected even when he felt completely the opposite.
“I don’t think a gun would be too useful in this situation considering how big that dragon is.” Charles stamped his feet, already feeling a bit chilly. “I mean honestly, have you seen how big it is? It’s huge. A piddily little bullet probably isn’t going to do much to such a great big behemoth.”
Casting hastily this way and that Charles hunted across the landscape, glad to see that the majority of the people on the plane and their gear had also been dropped off, looking for somewhere they could possibly hide for a bit. Hopefully by the time the storm had died down the Dragon would’ve gone away too.
“Ah ha!” Charles final exclaimed, having spotted the crumbling outline of a castle not too far away through the snow. “There’s a castle or something over there, looks to be at least standing alright so maybe we could hide in there for a bit?”
Without even asking for a response Charles plucked up both his own case, after digging out out of the pile of snow it had been thrown into, and another one before setting out with measured strides towards the castle. All the while trying to block out the terrifying noises of a shrieking dragon and metal.
Celadon
Celedon frowned with, understandably, a great deal of concern at this information. While the lack of blankets or anything a warm caused Celadon little concern, while not built for Artic climates his fur did help a bit to keep him warm, it was more of the idea that he was a lot further away from home than he had anticipated.
Although it was slightly distracting to have the small child running about the place, no doubt the others would be finding his antics to wear down on their patience in a little bit.
“Well at least we have some idea of where we are now.” Celadon said to the others with a reassuring smile and a shrug (an impressive feat for a quadruped). “As well as what we should do next.”
“Don’t suppose you have any idea where it is we should go next to find more of those stones that lead us here, Elurra?” He then returned his focus to their host. “Any help you could provide would be most welcome.”
“Even if there is only a small chance I’d very much like to at least try to get home. And what about you, you little Rascal?” Celadon asked whilst reaching for the child and pulling them out of the way, and out of causing mischief.
“Got any houses where you’re from to burn down with that fire magic of yours?” He asked with a friendly chuckle.
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