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paradisa2012-03-17 08:41 am
deterrence) wrote in paradisa2012-03-17 08:41 am
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[Natsuki]
How are you holding up? [there's an unspoken "safe and sound, I hope" at the end, because, well, knowing someone can take care of herself and concern over well-being are separate things in her book]
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[she knows better than to walk around alone when a possible threat is on the loose, so Shizuru has been in her room, weapon in hand, keeping her eyes peeled for the moving shadow-blob she's spotted a few times already. The door is left ajar, just in case. Well. It's a precaution she best not need.
The open journal catches the thunk of falling metal against carpet, and then --
movement, fast despite its stops and starts --
she's faced moving bullets, but this is pesky on another level altogether. She gets a few hits in, not that they're going to be of any help when]
...oh, bother.
[yeah, gonna...haul her increasingly unresponsive body over to the door right...about...now]
[ooc: sorry to post and run, I wanted to get this up in time! this is open to anyone who might be passing by in the halls.]
How are you holding up? [there's an unspoken "safe and sound, I hope" at the end, because, well, knowing someone can take care of herself and concern over well-being are separate things in her book]
[/Natsuki]
[she knows better than to walk around alone when a possible threat is on the loose, so Shizuru has been in her room, weapon in hand, keeping her eyes peeled for the moving shadow-blob she's spotted a few times already. The door is left ajar, just in case. Well. It's a precaution she best not need.
The open journal catches the thunk of falling metal against carpet, and then --
movement, fast despite its stops and starts --
she's faced moving bullets, but this is pesky on another level altogether. She gets a few hits in, not that they're going to be of any help when]
...oh, bother.
[yeah, gonna...haul her increasingly unresponsive body over to the door right...about...now]
[ooc: sorry to post and run, I wanted to get this up in time! this is open to anyone who might be passing by in the halls.]
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[and then she hears the rest of that. Yeah, that does not sound good.]
Shizuru! [and she's sprinting down the stairs, already summoning a pistol into her hands.]
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Oi! You okay? [dumb question, but it had to be asked]
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If I can bring my heart rate down...
[she was about to make some wry crack along the lines of "kind of difficult to do that in your presence," but talking takes an alarming amount of energy right now]
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C'mon, clinic. [she draws an arm around her shoulders and. You don't look so good.] Do you think you can walk?
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[hobbling a little to compensate. As much as she doesn't want to admit it, she can feel the toxins spreading, and her body responding. Damn, if this is lethal, she's never going to forgive herself for letting it happen]
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Walkin' along, keeping her eyes peeled. Travel size Duran would've been nice right about now.]
Did you see anything?
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[there's something important which has slipped her mind. It's related to the creature, she knows as much. But what?]
It was fast. I knew -- it was coming. And still --
[augh, jaw, stop clamping, she didn't give you permission to]
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Hey, stay with me. [can't quite keep the worry out of her voice]
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Just what was that information she had wanted to pass on...]
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Pressing the back of her hand against that forehead.] You're warm. That was fast.
[now wondering about all those "don't move an injured person" pamphlets. Except the situation most likely doesn't apply here.]
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No. That is fast. [and now she's repeating herself like she's going senile. JOY.] Oh...and Chrome Cartridge won't work.
[yup. That sentence took far too long to compose]
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I can't summon Duran here, unless they want to blow up the castle or something.
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[how well that went is pretty evident]
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Better not -- be someone's pet. [the forced laugh that follows is dry and entirely too hollow]
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[dryly] More like an escaped science experiment.
[as they approach their floor, she keeps an arm around her waist but summons her Element into her free hand.] Keep your arm around me.
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I will. [that's the most she can offer, staying conscious takes priority. She knows she'd only be dead weight if she collapses before getting medical attention]
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She steps out of the elevator, still wary.]
Let's hope the clinic is protected.
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gurl you smell...kind of nice...or maybe she's losing it more quickly than she thought...A grunt that's supposed to be of agreement. Let's...do this...?]no subject
Hey! Anybody in here? [whether they are or not, she's gonna claim the first clean, empty bed she sees.]
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Future calls will be directed to voicemail]
dictated
H-Hello? Are you still there?
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Yes. Don't know for how long...I'm headed for the clinic.
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dictated; also I apologize for threading the only times my characters are in mortal danger with you
dictated; hehe, I need to grab your more casual posts :') someday I'll get better
dictated; and I yours... /fistpump
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dictated;
[pretty sure, anyway, and while she couldn't care less about what happens to other people right now, the statement was intended to distract more than anything]