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Post by Tzach Dorman Colt on Feb 24, 2011 22:30:55 GMT -5
Colt was confused, but he finally found himself following Feng up the stairs in a matter of seconds. He almost blushed but he was furious at the woman and her actually believing they were going to try and make babies. He didn’t swing that way, and he certainly knew Feng didn’t. It didn’t look like his friend knew what the woman was talking about, so he was partially grateful he didn’t have to be any more embarrassed than he already was. He wasn’t usually naked in front of people he didn’t even know, but only with his group of outlaws and the girl among them was he even aware of his being used to it. It was surprising how far he would go to support his friend’s beliefs, so to say. It didn’t take long for them to hide in a large room where he spotted the bad mattress and then the trunk. He was rather curious to look in there, but for now he wanted to keep his friend occupied by hiding with him. Making any noise could be bad.
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Post by Nellie Creed on Feb 25, 2011 0:11:27 GMT -5
Nellie quickly closed the bathroom door sealing off the commotion that was taking place. Why did I have to choose THIS abandoned house?
She felt like she was getting a head ache, not only was everyone a bunch of strangers she also had no idea how she would escape this place without getting stopped or worse. Followed.
Pulling her head out of the clouds she gently led the girl to the toilet where she murmured to her to sit if she wanted to.
She proceeded to examine the cabinet for anything helpful, and all she could find was a very dry towel. She spoke her thoughts allowed, "Is there any water around here?" She could just use the dry towel for her to press her bleeding head against, but it would be more affective if it was wet.
Hearing the girl speak she glanced briefly at her still rummaging for anything else useful, "I don't, but I know someone close who does."
How much information could she give away to this wounded girl? She played it safe deciding to take small baby steps.
So she was overall stunned when the girl not only accused Nellie of beating her, but also hinted that she was beaten earlier. She scoffed at the girl, "Why would I beat you? I'd never do that. Why would anyone hit you?" This was perplexing and if she knew someone like that she would more than likely punch them hard in the face.
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Post by Dot Dot Dot on Feb 25, 2011 10:09:52 GMT -5
"Someone...close?" Ruth echoed, brieftly confused. "Um...who? Where?" None of her relatives ever came to visit her. Did she have any outside of Gatlin? Days like this, when she was bleeding profusely from her head and confused about her origins, is when she wished most that her brother hadn't turned nineteen and offered himself to He Who Walks Behind the Rows. He'd probably know.
"Oh, the beating? Sonya did that, the girl who...who came in a second ago." She blinked. "Isaac told her to chastise me...'cuz he thought I was lying about being eaten by corn. And she...she beat me. But I don't know if that's why my head's bleeding." She rubbed it, puzzled. "Deborah threw a rock at me earlier."
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Post by Bunny on Feb 27, 2011 21:27:21 GMT -5
John Peters' mouth dropped into a gape. This girl - this apparenty Outlander had just grabbed onto Ruth's hand and dragged her off.
"Hey! Wait! Get back here!" He charged after the intruder and the child. "It's rude to walk away when someone is talking to you! Where'd you come from?" He walled himself against the doorway, stretching his arms so they touched both beams. She wasn't going to weave around him and contaminate the rest of the town.
"Ruth, don't talk to her. She's...unholy."
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Post by Nellie Creed on Feb 28, 2011 0:56:39 GMT -5
Nellie decided it was best to tell the girl a few things, weave around the truth if she must, "Family, and on the outskirts of town." She glanced over at the girl searching for a possible reaction, while continuing, "But sometimes I like to come here, and get away from it all." By here she mean't places that weren't inhabited by others.
She couldn't find anything else that was useful like she had hopped so she gingerly pressed the cloth against the girl's head, unsure if the girl would cringe away from her or not, but she took her chances. Her voice was calm as she explained, "This could turn serious because you may have to get stitches, but that depends on the wound, and I can't tell with the blood. Is there a Doctor in town that could help you?"
When the boy came in yelling she told the girl, "Here hold this." Than she let go of the cloth turning to face him.
Her hands went to her hips, and she gave him a hard stare. It was obvious that he had an attitude like she, but she was good at controlling hers.
Of course she also couldn't bite back her stubborn tongue, "Your worst nightmares, where else?" She may regret those words later but for know she was on a roll, "Unholy? Am I being called names?" Her eyebrow pulled up in slight confusion as she watched actually amused by his actions. She wouldn't admit that aloud though.
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Post by Dot Dot Dot on Feb 28, 2011 9:56:39 GMT -5
"We don't have doctors here," Ruth mumbled. "If the Lord wills for me to live, I will." She held the cloth against her wound, feeling the blood soak into it. Still, she had enough energy to shiver at the words exchanged between the newcomer and John.
"You're from nightmares?! Oh my!" She WAS evil.
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Post by Bunny on Mar 3, 2011 7:38:51 GMT -5
John Peters furrowed his brow. "You're trespassing," he said simply, crossing his arms firmly about his chest, unwittingly removing the blockade from the door. "And you're being rude. Where did you come from, anyway?" Thinking about it now, he had to get the child away from the unholy demon (pretty a demon as she was). Then he'd have to sound an alert...
Geeze. He ALWAYS had to rescue the children from unholy demons and sound the alert of invasion.
"Ruth come here." Maybe she'd help.
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Post by Nellie Creed on Mar 3, 2011 23:46:43 GMT -5
She was baffled. Weren't they all trespassing? Last she knew this house was abandoned. Nobody absolutely nobody was supposed to be allowed inside. As far as the law told her.
She defiantly knew that because she had recently grown a habit of breaking and entering unoccupied houses.
Her eyes caught the opening that he made for her, but she quickly returned her gaze to his not wanting him to notice was she noticed.
I could run out of here, maybe even get away. Or should I stay? This girl looks like she could die any moment. Then again what else can I do for her? Her mind raced quickly with possibilities, she didn't feel threatened or intimated by these people however they did a good job at putting her over the edge.
"You were being rude first when you integrated me from the first moment you saw me." She continued answering his questions, "I didn't come from here if that's what you want to know."
She turned back to the girl who appeared almost as old as Nellie, but seemed to have the mind of a young child, "I wasn't being serious nobody can actually come from nightmares."
She looked at the boy once more, and spoke straight to the point, "It's not like I'm enjoying your company or anything really this is entertaining." She smirked, "It's just that that's all I can do for her, and if you know anything else you should help her before she.." She trailed off not wanting to list the possibilities, "Get's serious blood loss. The cloth should help for awhile, but not forever, I suggest you do something."
She marched forward somewhat in a fast pace hoping to walk past him while catching him off guard, "Now if you'll excuse me."
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Post by Dot Dot Dot on Mar 4, 2011 8:24:48 GMT -5
{ooc - oh. Nellie is arguing with John. We'll be here for awhile...  } Ruth blinked, puzzled. "Oh...you can't come from nightmares? 'Cuz Isaac has dreams about He Who Walks Behind the Rows and then stuff happens...but I guess that that stuff isn't created in his dreams...his dreams just pick up on the future." Or something. Was the blasphemous? Geeze, her head hurt. "I think I already lost a serious amount of blood." She lifted her hand and dabbed at the wound. At least it felt like she had finished bleeding... |
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Post by Bunny on Mar 6, 2011 11:55:48 GMT -5
"Oh, yeah, I'm being rude!" John rolled his eyes at the very idea. "You storm in here, heist a kid, and I'm being rude? You haven't even introduced yourself! And before you go accuse me of not introducing myself, again -- I'm not just coming in here and interrupting everyone!" He stood taller. "And if you're not from here, where are you from --- whoa!" The stranger had just requested he move.
"No. You're not," he snorted, though he didn't uncross his arms. "You're going to answer my questions."
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Post by Nellie Creed on Mar 7, 2011 0:25:51 GMT -5
Nellie stared straight at his face, and said through her teeth already feeling rage inside, "Names Nellie. Nellie Creed." Than she had to add because she felt like he was being incredibly unreasonable, "I didn't steal her I helped her. Can't you tell?" To add to that she motioned towards the girl's head and the newly attained cloth.
Again it wasn't much, but at least it was SOMETHING.
There went the idea of trying to be calm, and collected. His arms were still crossed, and she did what she would of done from the beginning, "Well since you put that oh so politely I guess I'll just.." She trailed off as she abruptly pushed him hopping that she either stunned him or would at least halt him. Then she booked it.
Going for the door wouldn't help because of the crowd massing around that room so she went for the next best thing- the stairs. Where she hopped would either be a really good hiding spot or a window.
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Post by Dot Dot Dot on Mar 7, 2011 15:28:07 GMT -5
Ruth gasped as the Nightmarish creature from Nightmareland fled the room. Then she sighed. "Well, at least she's gone. Wait---"
She was from Nightmareland. An Outlander from Nightmares! And she was loose!
"There's an evil thing running around!" she howled as loud as she could - which wasn't very loud at all. Then she promptly fell unconscious.
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Post by ellie on Mar 8, 2011 23:57:59 GMT -5
Sonya stared blankly into space as everyone seemed to speed off in different directions all talking about something or another. It was a tad too much for her brain to process all at once. "Um...what?" She blinked. The naked boys were gone. They seemed really confused on how the whole reproduction act was suppose to go down. They didn't even take a girl with them. Idiots.
She turned to follow Ruth and the...outsider? Was that girl and outsider? Or was she just some stupid flock person she was supposed to protect? Protect or purge? Decisions. Maybe she could do both. She was about to act on her protect while purging decision when Nellie ran for the stairs.
"Hey wait now! Those boys need their privacy! You had your chance to join them earlier! Now it's PURGING TIME!" Sonya started to run after Nellie.
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Post by Bunny on Mar 9, 2011 22:39:56 GMT -5
John bawked as Nellie weaved around him. "What is wrong with you!?" he howled, ignoring the crumpled bleeding child as he stormed after her. "We were having a discussion! Don't you run away from me!" He started after Nellie, trailing Sonya's heels.
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Post by Nellie Creed on Mar 11, 2011 0:09:22 GMT -5
[ooc; damn... xD But at some point in time I gotta make Nellie "escape" so then it makes full sense why she's in the Seeking Judgment thread. ^-^"]
Nellie just reached the halfway mark of the stairs when she heard her chasers behind her.
Panicking she skipped steps trying to move faster while not being able to resist a witty comeback, "But they can't be allowed to have privacy. Remember two sticks?" She could make out the boy's voice following her too. Great.
She took a sharp turn ramming her shoulder into the wall then she found a door opened it, and slammed it doing all of this without checking out her surrounding, but she didn't have enough time to survey.
Luckily there was a lock that she quickly made sure stayed locked, turning to check out where she was right away she pin pointed that she was not alone. The two naked boys where there as well.
"Who allowed that woman to have a gun?" She murmured her thoughts allowed while she pressed against the door her heart pounding wildly still looking around for an escape route, or hiding spot.
Sheepishly she spoke to the boys while politely looking away because let's face it she couldn't help, but be embarrassed at the fact that she glimpsed them nude, "Help me?" She tried to keep as much pleading out of her words because now she was getting desperate. A small smile even happened to cross her lips, but that was mostly because of the fact that she was resorting to asking for help.
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