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Fantasy The Imperfects

(LOL. Are you going to pay my hospital bill? Because you just made me laugh so hard to the point I laughed up my lungs. I need a lung transplant, and it isn't going to be cheap, pal. >.<)
 
While the General contemplated his decision Quinten groveled on the cemented floor smearing his blood around that had just about stunted it's self, making Him very weary and propping himself up against one corner of the room limply. In that amount of time the general had made his decision but had turned to one of his subordinates who informed him of blade and with a smile he called her over. (I don't know where your going with this lol @Ananfal)


From behind his back came a small pocket knife accompanied with a sinister smile. "I don't think I like your tone of voice.. maybe i'll just have to cut out your tongue!" He says violently taking his hand and reaches for his head to pull it back and get access to his mouth.
 
(*swallows lungs* They taste bad. ;.; Why do you hate me? (Haha, I'm still cracking up. Oh maaaaan. This is why I love the internet. Awesome people are here. Forget RL. xP))
 
(I'm awesome?! O.o . You just made my day!) He grinned, seeing his opportunity. With Fulbert this close, Sebastian quickly kneed his groin, making him kneel in pain and shock. "How do is feel being on the receiving end huh?!" He ask, grabbing Fulbert's hair and making the bastard look at him. "You see, you were too hot headed to think about your move, glad I thought of it." He said, slamming his face on the wall. With a triumphant smile on his face, he ran out the door, locking Fulbert in for good measure. (An escape is in progress! @macaron, need some help?) 
(Oh damn! I forgot to take the radio! I'm not editing it though, to give you a chance of catching me.)
 
(Yesh, I know awesome when I see it. :3)


(@CrimsonEclipse - Already? O.o Well, we need some more people....but someone needs to help my character out of her cell...and who knows if she'll have enough guts to break out. (I'm lacking some guts; I laughed them out....) >.<)
 
(That's good. :D Is your character just going to bust down random cells? (and what about the guards? O.o ) BTW: The suspense is killing meh. X.X)


(I forgot to add; everyone on this site is awesome. :3 And they tell you to not talk to strangers on the internet; they don't tell you how awesome internet people can get. xD )
 
(ooc: I won't be able to catch you with fulbert anyways, it's a one way door D: and yea there needed to be more action! )
 
"OOFH!!" Cried Fulbert as his manhood was smashed by a knee attack, This is what he got for letting his guard down just to prove a point to the subject, It was one many of his faults" He reached behind him to grab his radio but it wasn't working right after he had fell on top of it. *NOO!* He thought as Sebastian had gotten away and shut the door behind him.
 
(Yesh, take meh with you~ xD )


Sanella narrowed her eyes at the wall, listening closely with her undamaged ear. It seemed like some struggle was taking place. Then she heard some sort of bang (a face being slammed into a wall), and she flinched. What was going on? Sanella really was confused; it was never this noisy. Was someone....resisting? She looked to her door, then back at the wall. "A breakout...?"
 
Sebastian was in heaven, flying in the skies of bliss and euphoria. "Finally! I got out of that hell hole!" He triumphantly thought. But there's one problem, he had no idea where to go. He needed some help. He peered inside the cell beside him through a small slit in the door. He saw someone, a girl. Using the key card he got from Fulbert, the door opened, allowing him to see the girl clearly. She had a pale skin, which is not unusual since most of us never saw the light. Her eyes were a beautiful shade of violet, and hair as black as night. At least, until light hits it, it turned a shade of deep violet, complimenting her eyes. "My name is Sebastian, and I'm getting out of this hell hole." He said, extending his hand towards you. (Anybody else needing some help?) 
(Wel, even if this breakout fails, I got me my photographic memory.)
 
Sanella heard footsteps by her door, and she froze. She didn't have the courage to turn and see who it was. It was probably some experimenter who was angry, and needed someone to hit and get his anger out on. The door clicked, and she heard it open, and her body started to shiver slightly. The wounds on her arms were still bleeding, and she wasn't mentally prepared for another session. Tears started to form in her eyes, but she kept her back to the door, afraid that she'd lose control of herself if she looked.


"My name is Sebastian, and I'm getting out of this hell hole." Her eyes widened. He wasn't a scientist, by the sound of it...or was it someone trying to fool her? She turned, her body twisting slightly to see a male at the doorway, his hand extended. She just stared, wondering how he got to her door. Was he from the scuffle she had heard past the walls? She opened her mouth to say something, but her voice wasn't working. Was he helping her?
 
He kept his hand extended, hoping she would reach for it. After a few seconds, still no reaction, only silence and staring. "This is getting awkward." He thought to himself, inwardly blushing. She's just a young girl, barely 15! Is this really what humanity is? Taking advantage of those weaker to further your own goals? The thought disgusts him He could see fear in her eyes, but there is something else. Hope. She's hesitating, maybe thinking that this is a trap. "Don't worry, I'm one of you." I said, my other hand bursting in blue and red flame. My hand that is not blazing is still outstretched to you.
 
(Think of it this way. The general knows her full name and she obeys his orders without even a word. Not to mention that she's scared of him. Blade, scared. Now what does that add up to?)


Blade stood in front of him, keeping her face emotionless even though she wanted to whimper. "Yes, General?" She spoke, trying to keep her voice steady. "Get in the cell, Maitahl." She froze. "General..." His voice was soft and deadly. "Get in the cell." Swallowing hard, Blade obeyed. Opening the door, she ordered Shadow to stay outside before walking into the cell. Looking at Quentin, She spoke softly. "Get the fuck out of this cell." Expecting her order to be obeyed, she turned to the mecha in the corner. "I assume I am to take his place." She said, gesturing to Quentin. "Am I a satisfactory offering?"
 
(Okay Quentin gets rejected, the general is about to sacrifice his soldier when he sees Blade and uses her instead, meanwhile Sebastion escapes and is trying to convince Sanella to come with him)
 
Sanella gazed at the man named Sebastian, her tear-stained eyes moving to look at his extended hand. He reassured her, red and blue flames licking at his fingertips as he demonstrated. She held up a hand, aiming to place it in his, but held back, her eyes catching the sight of crimson liquid on her hand. She couldn't stain his hand with her blood. She slipped slowly off the bed, her knees a bit weak, but still usable, and stood in front of the male.


"Sebastian," she murmured, her voice weak and soft from not being used for a while. She hid her blood-stained hands behind her back, suddenly self-conscious of them.


(Sorry, I'm on a really slow mobile device now, so my replies may take a while)
 
(ooc: Okay, so this would be a great spot to stop cause we've gone wwaaayyy ahead of the others that aren't here and I think we should fill them in whenever we can get a chance.)
 
(I see... I'll be on tomorrow, but off and on, and at one point, not on at all (I'm eating out with my family)...I wish I was free all day tomorrow. ;. ;)
 
(Okay. I'll just reply to @macaron and I'll stop.) She really is small, even smaller now that she's in front of him. She barely reaches up to his shoulders, her body so thin and frail that he's afraid that her body might snap if she trips. He saw her hesitate to take my hand, looking at her own. It's covered in blood. She seems to be afraid of staining my hands. "Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you." He said, giving her a soft, gentle, and genuine smile. Instead of taking her hand, Sebastian carefully picked her up, the same way you would carry a baby. "Don't worry. We can move faster this way." He said, running in whatever direction that seemed less dangerous.
 

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