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Post by Sparrow on Sept 28, 2010 14:18:15 GMT -5
Victor jumped back before the shot was fired. However the shrapnel from the box cutter hit him on the right side of his face. He backs off covering his right eye with his hand, and glares at Jonah. Vincent had been in the way of the shot, and was struck on his left arm. He too backs up to the wall nearest him, checking how bad the damage was. Thankfully it was not too bad. Vincent looks up to Jonah with a “The heck man!?” look, then points to Victor as if to say, “He’s the bad guy, shoot him not me.” Then clutches his harmed arm.
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Post by Rachel on Sept 30, 2010 5:07:01 GMT -5
((I burst out laughing when I read this on my phone at the shopping centre. x3 I couldn't reply then because the reply button didn't want to come up.)) Jonah ignored Vincent and quickly reloaded ((or pumped, or whatever)) the shotgun and fired again, this time aiming for just above Victor's head. "I told you to piss off," he growled menacingly.
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Post by Sparrow on Sept 30, 2010 17:31:43 GMT -5
Victor ducked to avoid the shot, then glared up at Jonah. Slowly he starts backing away. “I know when I’ve been beat, but I’d watch my back if I was you.” he says sharply. Then looking to Vincent and Rose he continues on to say, “I’d keep an eye on my brother as well.” He says with a small laugh, then quickly takes off down the hall. Before turning the corner he says, “No one can stop the mail.” Then disappears. Vincent sighs, “Thank goodness he’s gone.” He thinks, knowing he’d show up again soon.
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Post by Rachel on Sept 30, 2010 18:14:22 GMT -5
"Well, that was fun, don't 'cha reckon?" Jonah mused, kneeling down to check how bad Rose's wound was. Rose shrunk away from the taller man. "I-I'm fine. Leave me be," she muttered. Jonah ignored her protests. "Lets get back to the room. I have bandages for 'er back there," he said, standing up.
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Post by Sparrow on Sept 30, 2010 18:23:43 GMT -5
Vincent walks to Rose’s side, still clutching his arm. He wanted to ask if Rose was ok, but couldn’t, “Pff, I can’t write with my arm like this.” he thinks. He stays between Jonah, Rose, and the direction Victor had run off in, just incase he looped back. He peers back every here and there to watch behind them. After awhile he comes across his sunglasses and puts them back on. “Woot disguise recovered.” he thinks calmly.
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Post by Rachel on Sept 30, 2010 18:29:30 GMT -5
Once they were back at the safe room, Jonah held up his hand to stop Vincent and Rose. He then kicked the door in, and peered in, pointing the gun in the semi-darkness. When he had decided that all was well, he went inside and sat down, picking up a pack of cigarettes from the mess of items strewn on the floor and lighting it. "Why do you want to wear those in the middle of the night?" he inquired curiously, indicating to Vincent's sunglasses when he noticed them. Still clutching her shoulder, hesitated in the doorway before going inside and slowly sitting herself down.
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Post by Sparrow on Sept 30, 2010 18:42:21 GMT -5
Vincent motions to his damaged arm to show he can’t write an answer. He then looks to Rose, “Dang evil twin.” he thinks before leaning against the wall behind himself. “If I can’t write, how am I going to tell them what’s up?” he thinks.
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Post by Rachel on Sept 30, 2010 18:54:20 GMT -5
Jonah took a drag on the cigarette and looked at Vincent's arm. "You want me to bandage that as well?" he asked, grabbing a long roll of cloth and scooting closer to Rose. The fact that Vincent couldn't write worried him a little, but he didn't let it show.
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Post by Sparrow on Sept 30, 2010 19:11:35 GMT -5
Vincent is apprehensive of letting Jonah bandage his arm, as his blood looks abnormally black. However he figures that the bandages may help him to heal quicker, so he nods to reply yes. He wait’s until Rose is fixed up before walking over. He keeps an ear out, knowing that his brother may try to ambush them again. Then again maybe not, he had been hit by shrapnel.
Victor was a floor below them, looking for a hide out. He keeps his hand over his eye while looking to each room. After a while he picks one and enters. The room is extremely dark, normally this would not be a problem for him, but his sight was now limited.
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Post by Rachel on Sept 30, 2010 21:56:07 GMT -5
Jonah made Rose cry by pulling the blade out without even warning her. Ignoring her protests and tears, he bandaged the wound and tossed the blade out of the way. When he was finished with her, he stood and turned to Vincent. He noticed the odd colour of Vincent's blood and hesitated, but didn't say anything. He wrapped the bandages around his arm a few times and tied them. "There," he said and took another drag on his cigarette.
A dark shadow at the back of the room Victor entered cocked its head upon the man's entrance. He did not speak, but rather stood there, waiting to be found.
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Post by Sparrow on Sept 30, 2010 22:22:46 GMT -5
Vincent nodded to thank Jonah for helping him. He looks to Rose, saddened that she had been harmed. He looks to the window in the room and walks over to it. “Oh how the world has fallen...” he thinks sadly, watching as things rushed by on the street below.
Victor continues to look around in the room not noticing the other person. The shrapnel had caused his senses to dull. He could only use one eye, and his blood clouded his sense of smell. He walks further into the room, silently walking to better hear his surroundings. Hearing was the sense he’d have to rely on. Suddenly he hears shallow breathing coming from behind and stops. With out turning he simply and calmly asks, “What’s your name? I may have a package for you.”
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Post by Rachel on Sept 30, 2010 22:32:07 GMT -5
"So... wha' d'you call yourselves?" Jonah asked, sitting down and butting out the cigarette on the floor. He hadn't read Vincent's name tag and hadn't yet asked Rose. "I'm Jonah." Rose managed to sit herself up, brushing dark hair from her eyes. She didn't answer. She didn't trust Jonah, not after hurting her. Not to mention the fear she felt around him.
"A package?" 01372 whispered, unmoving. "I somewhat doubt that anyone would want to give me a package." He chuckled darkly. "Oh... one... three... seven... two..." The redhead took a step around Victor with every word.
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Post by Sparrow on Sept 30, 2010 22:44:56 GMT -5
Vincent turned to Jonah and tapped his name tag. He looks to Rose and smiles at her reassuringly. He looks out the window thinking he saw something, strange.
Victor uncovers his eye showing that the shrapnel hadn’t hit his eye after all. Then ignoring 01372 as a threat looks down to his list of names. Quickly he flips through it then stops on the second to last page. “Would that happen to be zero, one, three, seven, two?” he asks calmly, keeping his eyes on the paper.
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Post by Rachel on Sept 30, 2010 22:50:36 GMT -5
Jonah nodded and turned to Rose. Having seen Vincent smile at her, she took a shaky breath and answered him. "Rose," she muttered. "It's nice to meet ya both, I s'pose," Jonah replied.
01372 paused. "Yes," he said simply, no emotion entering his voice. Why had he stopped looking...? He caressed the black blade in his hand lovingly as he waited.
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Post by Sparrow on Sept 30, 2010 23:05:13 GMT -5
Vincent nodded the turned to watch out the window. He though he saw a large shadow, cast from the sky.
Victor has a small smile cross his face, as if he’s surprised. “You’re the first person I’ve found whose name is on the list.” He looks through his mail satchel and pulls out a small cardboard box. “You got a package.” he says calmly. He sets the package and the sheet of paper along with a pen on the floor, and backs away a few steps after noticing the knife.
((You decide what’s in it.))
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