✿6 [Accidental Voice / Action]
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redstringed[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.))
*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.))
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[Action]
Date: 2010-10-10 06:51 am (UTC)[He runs back across the room, stripping off the button-down shirt he was wearing and juggling a very large roll of bandages.
And don't worry Rachel. He's got on a dark blue wife-beater underneath.]
Tch- Deculture. That's almost as bad as the stomach wound I had. You have enough strength to hold this in place while I tie it down? [He waves the shirt momentarily before setting it down at her side.]
[Action]
Date: 2010-10-10 07:31 am (UTC)[Action]
Date: 2010-10-10 07:41 am (UTC)Bull. Unless you mean you'll be perfectly fine once you're revived by the Malnosso. From the looks of things, it's a miracle you've got this much fight in you... or any at all.
[Action]
Date: 2010-10-10 07:49 am (UTC)[Action]
Date: 2010-10-10 07:53 am (UTC)And how the hell did you manage that without medical help?
[Action]
Date: 2010-10-10 07:58 am (UTC)I merely require... rest. That is all.
[Action]
Date: 2010-10-10 08:02 am (UTC)[After a moment, he sighs dejectedly.]
I suppose you think you're in perfectly adequate shape to go marching back to your own place right now too, eh?
[Action]
Date: 2010-10-10 08:09 am (UTC)[Action]
Date: 2010-10-10 08:15 am (UTC)[He glares at her side.]
So, you won't let me bandage that wound, never mind you'll be less likely to injure yourself further. What CAN I do to help?
[Action]
Date: 2010-10-10 06:20 pm (UTC)[Action]
Date: 2010-10-10 09:57 pm (UTC)[He turns for the door.]
Be right back, the kitchen is just at the other end of the hall.
[Action]
Date: 2010-10-10 10:28 pm (UTC)[Action]
Date: 2010-10-10 10:55 pm (UTC)...what?
[Action]
Date: 2010-10-10 11:04 pm (UTC)[Action]
Date: 2010-10-11 12:11 am (UTC)I'll be back. Don't go dying on me.
[Action]
Date: 2010-10-11 12:34 am (UTC)[Action]
Date: 2010-10-11 12:59 am (UTC)Here. You sure this is all you need?
[Action]
Date: 2010-10-11 01:01 am (UTC)...I have walked away from worse wounds in the past.
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Date: 2010-10-11 01:10 am (UTC)And how is it exactly you can manage something like that?
[Action]
Date: 2010-10-11 01:15 am (UTC)[Action]
Date: 2010-10-11 01:20 am (UTC)[At least he thinks he's kidding...?]
[Action]
Date: 2010-10-11 02:08 am (UTC)[Action]
Date: 2010-10-11 02:39 am (UTC)[He makes a wary motion indicating the glass in her hand.]
[Action]
Date: 2010-10-11 03:16 am (UTC)[Action]
Date: 2010-10-11 03:21 am (UTC)So... what is it that you do for sustenance then?
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