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Post by pixie on Aug 23, 2019 13:24:16 GMT -6
The battle has been brutal and lives had been lost. Had the enemy not retreated, there's no telling that the compound would have been trampled.
Matthew leaned against the steel wall of the plane, his eyes red and moistened with tears. He had dirt along his brow and cuts all over his body. He looked ahead and just waited for the news of his sister. To his left was a small chamber and where Pyro was being held. Matthew had put him into a small coma until they could at least lift him and get the man into safer quarters. "I'm so sorry, John..." he whispered, feeling his heart race. This secret had killed him inside. He destroyed a family and couldn't even try explain himself.
Looking to Gabs, he gulped "I need to tell you something..." he spoke grimly.
Meanwhile, Skye had been in a deep sleep from falling unconscious due to the loss of blood. She dreamt of her past, growing up with Rhona and Matthew. She dreamt of her mother, whom she could see in the distance. She wanted to go to her. She felt the tips of the woman's fingers with her hand as she cried. And then in a moment, she was gone. Vanished just like the night had took her.
She slowly opened her eyes, being blinded by the bright light. Looking around, she breathed quickly while trying to determine where exactly she was. "Logan? Angie?" she asked quickly. And then, looking to her left shoulder, she gasped. Her arm was...gone. It was this moment that the event circled her brain...
Anger...there was so much anger...and revenge. Laughter, wicked laughter. Wolverine and Angie rushed to her side, trying to recover her when everything went black. "H-Hello?" she called out in a gentle whimper.
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Post by Divine Saber on Aug 24, 2019 0:06:55 GMT -6
Ryuusei sat at the controls of the plane. Luckily they managed to take off without a problem; neither mechanical or from pursuit by their enemies. However, that didn't mean he wasn't ignoring the radar in case something crept up upon them.
As he sat there, operating the controls, his mind began to wander. His thoughts mainly focused on Skye; he was just as shocked then as when Logan and Angie brought her aboard the craft. (Jesus-Motherfucking-Christ!) And shook his head, violently to get rid of the image.
Hopefully, someone would come and inform him of her condition soon.
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Post by Alagosa on Aug 24, 2019 16:46:33 GMT -6
Angie had done her best in the middle of the battle field to clean the stub. It was hardly her best work. Logan had carried Skye to the plane as she followed him. There was a make shift OR in a tiny room. She reopened the wound to clean it and reduce infection. She had to cut away a little more to be on the safe side. There would be no telling until all was said and done. The IV was filled with a broad spectrum antibiotic. She prayed to god it would be enough. She jumped when Skye opened her eyes for a moment. "Shhh, you are safe. I have you heavily sedated. I am taking good care of you with the help of others. You will be good as new very soon."
Bell sat with the others as a sigh left her lips. She could not believe that they had survived or R1K had retreated. Something was missing with that. She folded her arms over her chest as she stared at the ground. Her bone claws were not enough to defeat the enemy. She would talk with her father about getting stronger. She knew that mom would be pissed if she got the metal injected into her. She wanted to be able to hit back against the others.
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Post by pixie on Sept 15, 2019 1:20:43 GMT -6
She looked to Angie and began to calm down. It was all rushing back to her now... the fight with her sister, trying to save people, John..wait. John was alive?! Her heart began racing again “Angie, I have to see him.. I’ve gotta see him...” she demanded gently before looking to her stump of an arm “And I need to kill Rhona. Where are we headed? We need to stop right now so I can kill Rhona.” She stressed. The woman was still hyped on morphine, so she wasn’t making much sense.
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Meanwhile, Olivia has been sitting crossed legged in front of the man who people claimed was her father. She stared at the redhead as if to attempt to hypnotize him, but she was really just examining his features. This man also tried to kill her mother, so she didn’t trust him.
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Matthew looked to Gabs, his eyes red with anger and distraught “Gabs, I’ve gotta tell you something. It can’t wait...” he whispered desperately “Meet in the back of the ship?”
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Post by Alagosa on Sept 25, 2019 21:21:57 GMT -6
Angie took in a sharp breath as she placed a stained, gloved hand on Skye's chest. She could understand the need to kill those that did this to Skye. Right now was not the time, nor the place. She had just fixed the stump so no infection could happen. There was still a possibility of that however not an immediate concern.
She took in a deep breath as she replied to the woman's questions. "You will see him soon enough. I am sure we can rig a camera for you both. I need to keep you here for observation. You lost a lot of blood and I need to make sure you are completely out of the woods. There is still a lot of concerns. The time to kill Rhona will be soon enough. I honestly don't know where we are headed, just away. My concern was for you."
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Post by kaywyn on Oct 10, 2019 6:16:41 GMT -6
John woke up not even knowing where he was. What had happened? His head felt awful as he tried to sit up, only for his body to lie down again on it's own as he became dizzy. It took a few tried but he came fully to and the world became clear. It took another few moments for the words to cross his lips. "Where...where am I?" He moaned looking up. He wondered how he had gotten here as well. Were these people friends for foes, though he knew he needed to be smart. He was in no condition to break out and find everyone. How long...how long had he been here? His brain was fuzzy trying to recall everything, how long he hadn't seen his friends and his love. Had it been days? Months? Years? At this point there was no way of knowing.
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Post by pixie on Nov 1, 2019 19:48:11 GMT -6
Skye noticed the look on Angie's face, pulling back slowly. Licking her lips, she rested her head back against the firm pillow of the cot. "S-Sorry Angie, I don't know what's wrong with me..." she sighed heavily as a tear streamed down her cheek "Was it really him? Is he really alive?" she cried softly "I watched him die. I watched Rhona had she shot him on the livesteam." she gulped "Unless it was somehow a lie..." she sighed heavily "thank you for taking care of me. You saved my life, Angie, and for that, I'm in your debt." she spoke softly
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Olivia looked to John, standing up slowly "He wakes..." she whispered, brushing an auburn lock of hair behind her ears. She knew all about her father...well, the one her mother spoke of. She knew that he was a talented writer; in fact, she had read all of his poetry, books, and articles on gothic romance. She loved his writing. "What is your name? What is the last thing you remember?" she asked while folding her arms.
the girl wore her mother's leather jacket, a signature piece that Skye had worn throughout her twenties and carried it everywhere. It still smelled of vanilla and aged whiskey.
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Post by Alagosa on Nov 4, 2019 18:16:54 GMT -6
Angie let out the breath that she had been holding. She was just glad that she didn't have to sedate her again. She smiled as she let the girl talk a little as she took a few more vitals. Her blues eyes blinked a few times as she listened. She knew that the girl was in a difficult spot both mentally and physically.
"You have been through a lot, so no need to apologize. I don't hold it against you for wanting to run to the man you thought dead. Unforuntantly, you lost a lot of blood before I got there. I had to take extra from your arm to ensure there would be no infection. This just means that we will have our own little weapon to use against R1K."
She smiled as a hand was placed on Skye's shoulder. She could only imagine what was going through her mind. She knew that she would be a broken mess in the same situation. Her family was her world. She also knew that if someone killed her or Bell, they would not live to see another sunrise. Logan would make sure of that.
"R1K has played many cruel jokes on us. I dare say this is the worst. I believe that it is him. I will have to run a DNA test to make sure." She shook her head, "You owe me no debt besides not giving up."
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Post by Justyce on Nov 6, 2019 22:40:50 GMT -6
Logan had stayed behind at the base to ensure that everything was secured and that the clean up was done. It wasn’t a place for injured and he had Bell to watch his back. That was if she wasn’t down keeping Lil O out of trouble. He was out with several of the others cleaning up and dumping the trash in a fire. He found it funny that most of the magnesium in the Sentinels would allow for proper disposal of the scrap. They never kept the new Sentinels as you never knew what taking it into bad would bring and how much trouble that would cause.
“Hey don’t drag that back. Throw it in the fire. You can’t trust that garbage. We will go scavenging in a few days. Keep yer damn shirt on.”
He didn’t mind all the people but because they were all up on the way things ran it meant he had to keep an eye one them. Once most of the cleanup was done he sent the all clear message to Angie. They could come back use the flight tunnel on the south side. It was the easiest to navigate and the best lit. He gathered his crew. He searched all of them for scrap and once inside he got on the radio. Their encryption was the best thanks to Forge.
“Nightingale come home. Area clear and sanitized.”
That was the one callsign that Angie didn’t like when they were out and about and kept in contact.
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