[The Murder Game Series] Murder: The Ties that Bind

Spy continued to praise the sun along side Solaire. "You are a good man Solaire." Spy said, nodding. "But I believe all injuries should be healed manually, so that your magic can be saved for the Crossed." (Also, why wasn't anyone Dovahkiin? >_<)
 
Cressy said:
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Solaire noticed a small child calling for him and Solaire heard "Wounded" be carried by the breeze he then bolted to the source with annie and shouted


"WOUNDED!? WHY BY MY HAND NO COMRADE SHALL FALL!"


But Solaire was scared, he had already healed some others a few times so it may drain in a bit much even with the power of the Sun with him, he didn't mind using some of his life source to heal a fellow Comrade.


"With the power of the Sun and Jolly Co-Operation I will heal you mermaid!"


He put his hands over the wound gently, brushing off the other boys hand. A large light started emitting from his palms, this was a more powerful heal than before, for fatal injuries like these, Solaire seemed in deep concentration as he continued to pour his magic in.


Solaire then let out a deep breath and fell back, seeming a bit tired, although he healed the wound mostly, it was still quite fragile and the outer layer of torn skin was not healed, mostly the fatal parts such as internal and abdominal muscle, he used a slighter heal to heal the rest of the smaller wounds and then finally fell flat on his back. Tired from all the magic he had used.


"I can't.... Keep healing... Must save magical energy for the Crossed Army..." He said as he sat up and shook his head.


"I believe she will be alright with proper bandaging and potions (medicine), and make sure that wound doesn't open so she cannot move too much." He said standing, walking over to the rail and continuing to embrace the sun.


@Jeremiah


@Xibilation
Amumu gladly stepped aside to watch the knight work his healing powers on Ariel, watching a bit wide-eyed. Annie quickly skipped on back to see the knight tired, so she quickly came up to him and pat his back, throwing in a hug too. "Thank yooooooou!~" Amumu quickly stepped back up and threw his bandages around Ariel's wound again, patting it lightly as he nodded in satisfaction.
 
SirDerpingtonIV said:
Spy continued to praise the sun along side Solaire. "You are a good man Solaire." Spy said, nodding. "But I believe all injuries should be healed manually, so that your magic can be saved for the Crossed." (Also, why wasn't anyone Dovahkiin? >_<)
Solaire continued praising and he answered


"I'll have enough magic energy for my trump card, but I wont be able to do much with magic for a while after... It may be able to take out a good chunk of them though. I must not be selfish with my power, I must always save my comrades in need, that is what my sun wishes..."


He then looked back to the little girl and said


"Not a problem! It was simply my duty to carry out the Sun's WISHES!!!"
 
Cressy said:
Solaire continued praising and he answered
"I'll have enough magic energy for my trump card, but I wont be able to do much with magic for a while after... It may be able to take out a good chunk of them though. I must not be selfish with my power, I must always save my comrades in need, that is what my sun wishes..."


He then looked back to the little girl and said


"Not a problem! It was simply my duty to carry out the Sun's WISHES!!!"
Annie giggled at his reply cheerfully, playing with Ariel's fine, red hair.
 
Jeremiah said:
Annie giggled at his reply cheerfully, playing with Ariel's fine, red hair.
Earl knocks on the door with his hands, with whats left of the hand cuffs, the chain of the cuffs are broken just leaving him with the cuffs themselves wrapped around his wrist
 
TheFelixMoon said:
Earl knocks on the door with his hands, with whats left of the hand cuffs, the chain of the cuffs are broken just leaving him with the cuffs themselves wrapped around his wrist
Annie's ears perked up as she heard a door being knocked on...somewhere... "Um...helloooooooo?" She replied almost as if she was behind the door in question. 
(Oh...well, I guess everyone's asleep. Nighty night!)


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Aiden steps out from one of the many rooms within the Dam. He takes a look at his phone, checking it once or twice. "Not even sure why I bother anymore.. The rest of the world is fucked, and I can't seem to stop checking my phone for an incoming message.." He presses his back against the wall, pulling his mask up to cover his face. 
Aiden scrolls through the pictures on his phone, stopping it at a photo of himself, among his sister and nephew. The memories are too nostalgic for him, as he slams his fist into the ground. "FUCK!", he cries out, not in physical pain, but mental agony. "Why... Why did they have to take you away.." He stands up, clutching his fist as it begins to throb in pain. "I can't sleep.. Not with everyone around me.. I just want to be alone.." He turns to the door, opening it to let in the smell of depression. The entire Dam reeks of it, and it's all Aiden can take to not reel over and vomit. He takes the stairway up to the top of the Dam, sliding his hands along the decaying stone wall. "This place won't last forever.." He eventually reaches the top of the stairs, only to have his head get blasted back by the large gusts of wind that swirl around the Dam's outer walls. Clutching his hat, he pushed forward into the violent breeze, clenching his free hand into a fist, thinking that it would some how dull the pain he already felt.
 
Scave said:
Aiden steps out from one of the many rooms within the Dam. He takes a look at his phone, checking it once or twice. "Not even sure why I bother anymore.. The rest of the world is fucked, and I can't seem to stop checking my phone for an incoming message.." He presses his back against the wall, pulling his mask up to cover his face. 
Aiden scrolls through the pictures on his phone, stopping it at a photo of himself, among his sister and nephew. The memories are too nostalgic for him, as he slams his fist into the ground. "FUCK!", he cries out, not in physical pain, but mental agony. "Why... Why did they have to take you away.." He stands up, clutching his fist as it begins to throb in pain. "I can't sleep.. Not with everyone around me.. I just want to be alone.." He turns to the door, opening it to let in the smell of depression. The entire Dam reeks of it, and it's all Aiden can take to not reel over and vomit. He takes the stairway up to the top of the Dam, sliding his hands along the decaying stone wall. "This place won't last forever.." He eventually reaches the top of the stairs, only to have his head get blasted back by the large gusts of wind that swirl around the Dam's outer walls. Clutching his hat, he pushed forward into the violent breeze, clenching his free hand into a fist, thinking that it would some how dull the pain he already felt.
Debra walked up the stairs until she reached the very top of the dam, the same violent breeze had attacked her, causing her hair to 'flail' freely behind her for that brief moment it was there, she had her arms folded, hand under each armpit to keep herself warm, she saw the man before leaning against the rail, peering down the dam.
 
Bombielonia said:
Debra walked up the stairs until she reached the very top of the dam, the same violent breeze had attacked her, causing her hair to 'flail' freely behind her for that brief moment it was there, she had her arms folded, hand under each armpit to keep herself warm, she saw the man before leaning against the rail, peering down the dam.
Aiden's coat ruffles in the breeze. He clasps his hands together, resting his forehead against the cold railing. "I just want tonight to end.." He stares out into the sky, imagining that the stars are small points within the digital map on his phone. "Those were the days.."
 
Scave said:
Aiden's coat ruffles in the breeze. He clasps his hands together, resting his forehead against the cold railing. "I just want tonight to end.." He stares out into the sky, imagining that the stars are small points within the digital map on his phone. "Those were the days.."
Debra sighed deeply before speaking, though her gaze never moving from down the dam, swallowed before speaking..


"It will only get worse or better, who knows."


She said, before adding.. "There's a fifty fifty chance; we will either die here when the 'horde' arrives, or we wil be rescued as the man on the radio said.. Only time will tell."


She gnawed on her lower lip afterwards, eyeing the landscape from far above.
 
Aiden glances at the female, pondering all that she has spoken. "And what about you? What is your belief in the percentage?" His gaze catches stature, noticing that she appears weary through despair. "It seems there is a larger possibility of The Crossed getting us, rather than an evacuation."
 
Scave said:
Aiden glances at the female, pondering all that she has spoken. "And what about you? What is your belief in the percentage?" His gaze catches stature, noticing that she appears weary through despair. "It seems there is a larger possibility of The Crossed getting us, rather than an evacuation."
She looked at the male himself and took a deep breath before answering. "I say we're fucked, sideways." She bluntly said before opening her arms wide, as if she asked him to look around. "But there's a chance we'd survive; have you seen those freaks? Sun-Ass-licking tin-can, huge talking robot.. ice-pooping princess.."


She named some of the many survivors, extending her right arm to bring her left hand to roll back the sleeve since she had it pulled up, doing the same with the other.. It is clear that this red shirt is oversized, reaching to her thigh.
 
Emiya takes a moment to relax a little, the supposed Crossed horde that was inbound wasn't here...yet. His eyes wander around the room, looking everyone over, the majority seemed to be asleep, conserving what strength they may have left, however a small number were awake and...conversing, if that was the appropriate word. He leant back a little and lit up a cigarette, that was his 5th in the last 40 hours or so, meaning he had 15 left from his packet of 20; a small part of him wondered about keeping track of his survivability by how many cigarettes he had left, he got rid of the morbid notion; Irisviel would have disapproved. He simply stayed where he was by the forward window, as relaxed as was possible in the current situation. And hoping the wound in his shoulder didn't cause too many problems; he could still fire the 11kg WA2000 perfectly accurately provided he could rest it on something, but firing without aid would be less accurate, but still good, he would not be able to keep it up for long though. On the other hand, using any of his other equipment posed no problem at the present time.


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[QUOTE="Reaper Jack]Emiya takes a moment to relax a little, the supposed Crossed horde that was inbound wasn't here...yet. His eyes wander around the room, looking everyone over, the majority seemed to be asleep, conserving what strength they may have left, however a small number were awake and...conversing, if that was the appropriate word. He leant back a little and lit up a cigarette, that was his 5th in the last 40 hours or so, meaning he had 15 left from his packet of 20; a small part of him wondered about keeping track of his survivability by how many cigarettes he had left, he got rid of the morbid notion; Irisviel would have disapproved. He simply stayed where he was by the forward window, as relaxed as was possible in the current situation. And hoping the wound in his shoulder didn't cause too many problems; he could still fire the 11kg WA2000 perfectly accurately provided he could rest it on something, but firing without aid would be less accurate, but still good, he would not be able to keep it up for long though. On the other hand, using any of his other equipment posed no problem at the present time.
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Debra walked down from the top of the dam, every step down the stairs echoed, making a rather moderate noise. She eventually found herself one on of the levels where she noticed a man, smoking by the window as he had his rather huge gun. She took a deep breath before approaching, leaning against her right arm by the window as she had her arms folded. "Can't sleep?" Debra guessed as she looked out of the window, chewing on her inner cheek as her mind was full of thoughts.
 
Bombielonia said:
Debra walked down from the top of the dam, every step down the stairs echoed, making a rather moderate noise. She eventually found herself one on of the levels where she noticed a man, smoking by the window as he had his rather huge gun. She took a deep breath before approaching, leaning against her right arm by the window as she had her arms folded. "Can't sleep?" Debra guessed as she looked out of the window, chewing on her inner cheek as her mind was full of thoughts.
Emiya looked up at the woman who had approached him; she was one of the few who was still awake besides himself; he supposed she was just trying to pass the time by striking up a conversation with him; he took her up on that.


"Not quite. I could, but most of the others are asleep, so someone has to keep watch." His tone was neutral, and he spoke slowly but with clear enunciation.
 
// Hey hey! :3


Leo swore he slept inside. Apparently he slept outside, on one of the short steps to the facility. He woke up with a sudden groan, pain in his head as blood circulates again from that area. He used his shotgun to support him, standing up slowly. "Mmm, Fuck!"
 
[QUOTE="Reaper Jack]Emiya looked up at the woman who had approached him; she was one of the few who was still awake besides himself; he supposed she was just trying to pass the time by striking up a conversation with him; he took her up on that.
"Not quite. I could, but most of the others are asleep, so someone has to keep watch." His tone was neutral, and he spoke slowly but with clear enunciation.

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"Nyeh. That's a nice gun." She eyed his weapon before him. "Tip? Do not give your weapon to anyone, especially to a curious fucking stranger. I gave my weapon to someone earlier and they refused to hand it back; speaking about some survival of the fittest or some fucking-.." she interrupted herself, clearly upset when she spoke.
 
Bombielonia said:
"Nyeh. That's a nice gun." She eyed his weapon before him. "Tip? Do not give your weapon to anyone, especially to a curious fucking stranger. I gave my weapon to someone earlier and they refused to hand it back; speaking about some survival of the fittest or some fucking-.." she interrupted herself, clearly upset when she spoke.
Emiya would have looked surprised if he'd allowed the emotion to show; what she had done was rather...stupid. Still, it would be better if she were armed...


"I'm aware to not do such a thing. Now, my turn to give advice. When we were fighting earlier, the Crossed had a number of assault rifles and SMGs, they're all still laying there, out on the road atop the Dam. If you wish to collect some and some ammo; I'll cover you while you do so; when you return I'll sort through them and give you the correct weapon and ammo, does that sound reasonable?"
 
[QUOTE="Reaper Jack]Emiya would have looked surprised if he'd allowed the emotion to show; what she had done was rather...stupid. Still, it would be better if she were armed...
"I'm aware to not do such a thing. Now, my turn to give advice. When we were fighting earlier, the Crossed had a number of assault rifles and SMGs, they're all still laying there, out on the road atop the Dam. If you wish to collect some and some ammo; I'll cover you while you do so; when you return I'll sort through them and give you the correct weapon and ammo, does that sound reasonable?"

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Debra didn't reply at first when she heard the man, she began gnawing on her lip as she though about it for a while before finally answering, looking back at him as she had shifted her gaze outside when she was thinking.


"I will bother with that later.. I am rather tired and I am heading to sleep any minute. Perhaps later we could? I appreciate the offer, though, mister, ..?"


She waited for his name after hinting her request for it.
 
Bombielonia said:
Debra didn't reply at first when she heard the man, she began gnawing on her lip as she though about it for a while before finally answering, looking back at him as she had shifted her gaze outside when she was thinking.
"I will bother with that later.. I am rather tired and I am heading to sleep any minute. Perhaps later we could? I appreciate the offer, though, mister, ..?"


She waited for his name after hinting her request for it.
"Emiya. Kiritsugu Emiya."
 
[QUOTE="Reaper Jack]"Emiya. Kiritsugu Emiya."

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She offered her hand, poking it out of the oversized sleeve to shake that of Emiya's. "Debra Morgan, or Debs in short." she shrugged.
 
Bombielonia said:
She offered her hand, poking it out of the oversized sleeve to shake that of Emiya's. "Debra Morgan, or Debs in short." she shrugged.
Emiya nodded and shook the woman's hand.
 
Leo looked out at the road, walking inside as he slung the shotgun on his back, walking upstairs as he saw Debra speaking to another man. He didn't mind it though, but upon seeing her he did show a bit of forlorn.


@Bombielonia
 
Chids said:
"You kill me and everyone in this place will want your head on a pike. No one likes murderers," he said, ironically. Though really, he didn't quite care if he shot him. To Mandus, this was like a game of heads or tails. Neither outcome particularly pleased or displeased him.
He ignored his speaking, quickly grabbing his arm, twisting it around his back as he grabbed the gun and let go, kicking him back into his seat. "I've had too many losses today to be fucking around with you. Don't play with me, because I don't like to do unnecessary things." 


Bombielonia said:
Debra pulled back and waved goodbye. "I am off to rest. " (gotsa go for a while)
// Okie doke. Have a fun... Well, morning in my case. Try not to get heatstroke (Fucking Miami Florida is hot as hell)
 

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