Her hand being grabbed only served to feed Luna's presumption that she was being taken by the CTU, however her fears faded - though only slightly - when she heard the voices of Jasper and Michiko. The pounding in Luna's head was hard to bear, and she felt sick, which seemed to make her think she had somehow been poisoned, most likely as she was unconscious. She blinked as she was put back on her feet, and she almost toppled over, only stopping herself by placing one of her hands on Jasper's lower chest for support.
"Ugh, I don't feel good." Luna mumbles, closing her eyes halfway and groaning out as her injured arm begins to hurt.
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Voices danced around Luna's head, and she struggled to reach out and understand them. She couldn't tell if she was standing or sitting, falling or swimming, eating or drinking. All she could tell is that something was calling out to her, as if it was the audio version of a white light at the end of a tunnel. Reaching out, she 'touched' one of the voices, and then reeled back, screaming in pain. The voice shot out at her, screaming at her. "Make it stop, make it stop, make it stop!" She screamed out, feeling as if she just had three thousand people slap her.
You will not die today.
That one voice shot through her like a bolt from a light-bow. She screamed as the light at the end of the tunnel grew brighter, and then vanished.
Her eyes began to slowly open, then they closed, but she fought to open them again. She heard a pair of voices, and groaned from the pain in her arm. Did she get arrested? Were they taking her to a cell, where she would spend the last of her days counting how long it was before she died? She began to shift and squirm, trying to break free of the grasp that was holding her on the person's shoulder. "Let me go!" She said, trying to reach for her clicker, not realizing it was actually her crewmate holding her.
You will not die today.
That one voice shot through her like a bolt from a light-bow. She screamed as the light at the end of the tunnel grew brighter, and then vanished.
Her eyes began to slowly open, then they closed, but she fought to open them again. She heard a pair of voices, and groaned from the pain in her arm. Did she get arrested? Were they taking her to a cell, where she would spend the last of her days counting how long it was before she died? She began to shift and squirm, trying to break free of the grasp that was holding her on the person's shoulder. "Let me go!" She said, trying to reach for her clicker, not realizing it was actually her crewmate holding her.
Luna quickly arrived at Sanjir, and bought herself a quick drink. Nothing of the alcoholic type, as the bartender wouldn't sell a 'little girl' those kinds of drinks. It was orange, looked a bit funny, but it tasted okay. The process of buying and then consuming the drink took three minutes, and she walked out just as fast as she had entered, nodding to Minan as she walked out. Luna wanted to get a drink, a good one, so she set off to find a decent shop (as it seemed bars would not sell her anything good).
En route to another shop, she got wary glances, however these glances were more than what she had originally been receiving. Some of these ones were of fear, others were of anger. Luna had been okay with the first stares she got, however these ones were making her wary. Feeling her phone vibrate in her pocket, she withdrew it, and her eyes widened a fraction when she saw what was on the screen, and heard what was coming from her phone. Nobody is going to serve me a drink now if I'm on a damn wanted poster. She looked up from her phone to see two men, dressed all security-like, looking like they were on sentry. Quickly, Luna turned on her heel, and walked the opposite direction, her heart beating faster. One thought danced through her head; I danee ot tage kabac ot eth pashi.
I need to get back to the ship.
Luna had to turn a corner as one of the security men behind her saw a white tail and the fur at the back of a pair of canine ears. "Damn it," She mutters, as she turns into an alley in order to avoid another pair of men. Another buzz in her pocket, and she withdrew her phone for the second time. An emergency meeting alert? Luna quickly attempts to text a reply, but suddenly squeals as her hair is grabbed. She drops her phone, which lands on the ground and sends the partially typed message; 'Can't come, being follo'.
Luna's hand darts for her clicker, which quickly delves into the stomach of whatever or whoever grabbed her.
The second her hair is let go of, she darts forward (taking her clicker with her), hearing the shouts of several more men following her. "Bastards." She says, barging into a doorway, and slamming the door closed behind her. A quick look around the room gave her the discovery that the room seemed to be some kind of alcohol storage. Ironic, as she had been searching for some alcohol in the first place. She quickly knocks over a table and sets up a chair as cover as the door begins to get kicked in. Diving behind the table as the door bursts open, she fires at the three men who rush into the room. Unfortunately, as she deals with two of them, one flanks her, and gets a shot off. Luckily for Luna, she gets off a shot of her own, a bolt of her light-bow being placed right in the center of his chest. A second one impacted his head, and he was just like his friends; dead.
Unfortunately for Luna, the shot had hit her, however the bad aim of the man had saved her. The shot that he had gotten onto her had grazed her left arm, a large but shallow gash from just above her elbow going to her shoulder. It stinged like the feeling of a million wasps, but she would live. Luna looked at her arm, and felt the black fill her vision as the back of her head hit the floor. Her eyes closed, and she fell into unconsciousness from the shock of her first wound.
En route to another shop, she got wary glances, however these glances were more than what she had originally been receiving. Some of these ones were of fear, others were of anger. Luna had been okay with the first stares she got, however these ones were making her wary. Feeling her phone vibrate in her pocket, she withdrew it, and her eyes widened a fraction when she saw what was on the screen, and heard what was coming from her phone. Nobody is going to serve me a drink now if I'm on a damn wanted poster. She looked up from her phone to see two men, dressed all security-like, looking like they were on sentry. Quickly, Luna turned on her heel, and walked the opposite direction, her heart beating faster. One thought danced through her head; I danee ot tage kabac ot eth pashi.
I need to get back to the ship.
Luna had to turn a corner as one of the security men behind her saw a white tail and the fur at the back of a pair of canine ears. "Damn it," She mutters, as she turns into an alley in order to avoid another pair of men. Another buzz in her pocket, and she withdrew her phone for the second time. An emergency meeting alert? Luna quickly attempts to text a reply, but suddenly squeals as her hair is grabbed. She drops her phone, which lands on the ground and sends the partially typed message; 'Can't come, being follo'.
Luna's hand darts for her clicker, which quickly delves into the stomach of whatever or whoever grabbed her.
The second her hair is let go of, she darts forward (taking her clicker with her), hearing the shouts of several more men following her. "Bastards." She says, barging into a doorway, and slamming the door closed behind her. A quick look around the room gave her the discovery that the room seemed to be some kind of alcohol storage. Ironic, as she had been searching for some alcohol in the first place. She quickly knocks over a table and sets up a chair as cover as the door begins to get kicked in. Diving behind the table as the door bursts open, she fires at the three men who rush into the room. Unfortunately, as she deals with two of them, one flanks her, and gets a shot off. Luckily for Luna, she gets off a shot of her own, a bolt of her light-bow being placed right in the center of his chest. A second one impacted his head, and he was just like his friends; dead.
Unfortunately for Luna, the shot had hit her, however the bad aim of the man had saved her. The shot that he had gotten onto her had grazed her left arm, a large but shallow gash from just above her elbow going to her shoulder. It stinged like the feeling of a million wasps, but she would live. Luna looked at her arm, and felt the black fill her vision as the back of her head hit the floor. Her eyes closed, and she fell into unconsciousness from the shock of her first wound.
Decided I would do a giant post. xD I'm off to bed now. Dagootanigh (which would be goodnight in English).
Oh, and by the way, there is actually a method to translating Zenospeak.
Tip: Letter order.
Oh, and by the way, there is actually a method to translating Zenospeak.
Tip: Letter order.
For a lot of the travelling, Luna had been doing various things such as doing exercise, praying to Zariana, and sometimes sending messages to and receiving messages from friends on Lemea, whom believed she was on a vessel of the small fleet of Rafa. She was glad for the ship to have finally arrived somewhere, as she was running out of things to do. "Aye, captain." Luna says, before she caught scent of something canine and proceeded to stroll in the direction of what it was. After all, she wasn't going to spend the preccious time that the ship was docked sitting on the ship.
She had taken her light-bow and clicker blade with her (and she was getting glances not only for carrying them but also for the fact that she was fourteen and had weapons that could be deadly in the hands of a master) as these were new grounds to her, and she felt she needed a bit of protection. Within a few more seconds, she had rounded a corner, and found where her scent had lead her. There was a Zenohunt there, a canine one (of what type, dog or wolf, she could not tell), looking at gems in a shop window. Luna approached him, and was quickly noticed. He looked to be perhaps ten years older than she, maybe in his late twenties, however she found it great to find another Zenohunt.
"Ohell."
"Ohell. Owh ear uyo?"
"I ma Luna. Ruyo?"
"Samuel. Enic ot tamee uyo. Tawha ear uyo gadoin eher?"
Luna began to converse with Samuel, saying she was here trying to find new things to do and places to explore. Two minutes into the conversation, she felt a bit thirsty so she decided she needed a drink. She guessed that Samuel would know where to find somewhere, as it appeared that he had good knowledge of the area (he had spoken about how beautiful the place was compared to his old home on Lemea).
"Samuel, od uyo wakno a dagoo eplac uyo naca tage a kadrin daroun eher?"
"A raba dacalle Sanjir. Tawan nadirectios?"
"Saye, epleas."
After a moment, Samuel gives her directions, and she says goodbye before trying to find the bar. What Samuel hadn't noticed was he was now missing his wallet, which he had dropped by accident onto the ground and had been retrieved by Luna.
She had taken her light-bow and clicker blade with her (and she was getting glances not only for carrying them but also for the fact that she was fourteen and had weapons that could be deadly in the hands of a master) as these were new grounds to her, and she felt she needed a bit of protection. Within a few more seconds, she had rounded a corner, and found where her scent had lead her. There was a Zenohunt there, a canine one (of what type, dog or wolf, she could not tell), looking at gems in a shop window. Luna approached him, and was quickly noticed. He looked to be perhaps ten years older than she, maybe in his late twenties, however she found it great to find another Zenohunt.
"Ohell."
"Ohell. Owh ear uyo?"
"I ma Luna. Ruyo?"
"Samuel. Enic ot tamee uyo. Tawha ear uyo gadoin eher?"
Luna began to converse with Samuel, saying she was here trying to find new things to do and places to explore. Two minutes into the conversation, she felt a bit thirsty so she decided she needed a drink. She guessed that Samuel would know where to find somewhere, as it appeared that he had good knowledge of the area (he had spoken about how beautiful the place was compared to his old home on Lemea).
"Samuel, od uyo wakno a dagoo eplac uyo naca tage a kadrin daroun eher?"
"A raba dacalle Sanjir. Tawan nadirectios?"
"Saye, epleas."
After a moment, Samuel gives her directions, and she says goodbye before trying to find the bar. What Samuel hadn't noticed was he was now missing his wallet, which he had dropped by accident onto the ground and had been retrieved by Luna.
Sweet! I'm excited.
Thank you. ^_^ I feel that CSes are one of the most important points of an RP. Especially since if you do a bad one, you have no chance of being accepted.
I may or may not make a second Zenohunt character. ^_^
I'm so excited! *Jumps up and down* I wish someone else would join so we could get started.
Indeed, thank you ^_^. I invented Zenohunts a long time ago, so I took some of my own assets at put them in. CS building is so much fun. ^_^
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