✿6 [Accidental Voice / Action]

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[Voice]

*The journal starts picking up the sounds of a fight in progress, as if someone had dropped their journal accidentally.*  Noel, get back!

*Then, odd whooshes of air and the sound of metal striking metal - but they're interrupted by a crack of thunder. There's silence for a few moments, and then a second, louder clap of thunder, followed shortly by the sound of furniture breaking and another voice - some might recognize it as Noel Vermillion - shouting.*  Rachel! Ahh...

*Silence, interrupted only by the sound of metal footsteps. But then the first voice speaks again, though it seems slightly weaker.* You dare...?! Do... not turn your backs... on me...!

Baden Baden Lil--

*The speaker is suddenly cut off, and the journal is splattered by little crimson droplets, as though someone was writing in it. There's a thump and the sound of something - or someone - being dragged away, and then silence. The feed cuts out.*

[Action]

*Where are you? What are you doing? It doesn't matter, because there's a young girl dressed in a frilly gothic lolita dress teleporting near to you with a shower of roses. She looks rather beaten-up, and is clutching a bleeding wound at her stomach.

Needless to say, Rachel does not look happy. This wasn't where she wanted to end up.*

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((OOC: So, Rachel tried to get some revenge on the Malnosso by attacking the droids coming to kidnap Noel. She failed spectacularly. So she's wounded, unable to focus on her teleportation, and she's taken a heavy blow to her pride. This won't end well.))

Comments

[Action]

[sapphire-sniper.livejournal.com]

[His mouth twists his expression to something approaching apologetic.]

Sorry, just curious. Never heard of a vampire that didn't need to drink blood- though before I got here, they were never anything but a work of fiction, heh.

[Action]

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*She takes a sip.* They do not have my fortitude.

[Action]

[sapphire-sniper.livejournal.com]

Hah. You certainly seem to have a lot of that. Especially in comparison to how you look.

[Action]

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Yes, I do. And willpower, which is woefully lacking in most of you humans.

[Action]

[sapphire-sniper.livejournal.com]

Looks like you don't necessarily know when a fight's stacked against you though. What happened?

[Action]

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*She frowns* ...the droids. The Malnosso's lackeys.

[Action]

[sapphire-sniper.livejournal.com]

[He stares at her a moment in confusion.]

Wait... you actually managed to get away from them?

[Action]

[redstringed]

*Not really. She wasn't their target.* I am sitting here talking to you, are I not?

[Action]

[sapphire-sniper.livejournal.com]

...Guess I should get my rifle then. They apparently don't give up until they get their quarry.

[Action]

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There is no need. ...I was not their quarry.

[Action]

[sapphire-sniper.livejournal.com]

...Who were they after? I'll be out there helping assault the facility in a couple days, and I'd be glad to keep an eye out for them.

[Action]

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That useless little girl is of no consequence. She will be returned in time.

[Action]

[sapphire-sniper.livejournal.com]

[He laughs weakly.]

Doesn't sound like the sort of person one would take a hit like that for...

[Action]

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*Another sip.* I did no such thing. My reasons are my own.

[Action]

[sapphire-sniper.livejournal.com]

Hah. Fine, fine. Still, mind telling me what she looks like? One more face I know out there is one more soul I can be sure makes it back in one piece.

[Action]

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*Rachel frowns.* She is slight of stature, with blonde hair that she usually wears up. She is wearing a blue skirt and black leggings, and answers to Noel Vermillion.

She can often be found fretting about her bust, or lack thereof.

[Action]

[sapphire-sniper.livejournal.com]

[She almost had his attention. almost.]

Well, she'll be in good hands soon.

[Action]

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*Typical Michel. What, no love for the A-cups?*

Oh, I do most sincerely doubt that.

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[sapphire-sniper.livejournal.com]

[He wouldn't discriminate, except it's hard to pick up other women when they think you're a pedophile.]

Tch. I'm hurt. Though I suppose I haven't had any opportunities here to really show off my abilities in the heat of combat yet.

[Action]

[redstringed]

*At least that means he probably won't hit on Rachel then.*

You will forgive me, of course, for not thinking much of the vaunted "abilities" of a mere mortal child.

[Action]

[sapphire-sniper.livejournal.com]

[...He probably would in a sideways sort of way. Just to mess with her.]

Well, for a "mere mortal" I'm in peak physical condition and more than likely the best marksman in Luceti. Granted I don't really shine without a little high tech weaponry, but I've got more confirmed kills on the five-ton bugs trying to attack my people back home than anyone.

[Action]

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Only a fool blames the tools he has been given. I may believe your claims if I see results.

[Action]

[sapphire-sniper.livejournal.com]

I've been putting together a proper shooting range out east, near the base of the mountains, and I never mind an audience.

[Action]

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*And if he did on her, she'd probably just insult him and call him a pervert.* Any idiot can shoot fish in a barrel. Your "proof" are merely the words of a braggart.

[Action]

[sapphire-sniper.livejournal.com]

Hey, I may be a braggart, but I'm a justified braggart. There just so happens to be little going on inside the barrier that demands my combat expertise.