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Feb 26, 2017 22:48:52 GMT -5
Post by CrestHunter on Feb 26, 2017 22:48:52 GMT -5
((If you could find it and quote it that would be sweet. Thanks, S'more!))
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Post by 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 on Feb 26, 2017 22:50:25 GMT -5
OOC Text ICSalvador had instantly reached for his lizard, who climbed up and disappeared into his sleeve. He sent a glare over at them. "And you're planning to keep us here until what, you get money from ours families? What if we decide to overpower you? What if someone else comes. You should think these things through, si?" He asked, refusing to sit down because dang it, someone had to be the hero and he was good at that, ladies digged it. Ta da! ICText |
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Post by xσxσJα∂є on Feb 26, 2017 22:51:18 GMT -5
Juliette nodded, swallowing nervously. She reach out a little to touch his arm. "It's bleeding s lot,"she spoke quietly, her face clearly showing her concern and worry about the injury. "You need to pull the glass out and stop the bleeding,"she whispered.
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Feb 27, 2017 0:29:36 GMT -5
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Post by CrestHunter on Feb 27, 2017 0:29:36 GMT -5
Just give me a half hour more. I promise. ))
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Feb 27, 2017 1:35:06 GMT -5
Post by CrestHunter on Feb 27, 2017 1:35:06 GMT -5
At Sal's gutsy retort 5 of the 15 men in black stepped forward guns still in front of them, not worried in the slightest. The leader simply laughs and continues to walk among the royals and the rubble. Cadence tugs on Sal's pant leg from her spot on the floor. Her face has been scratched by the rubble and tears are leaking out of her eyes. Her breathing is fast and heavy she is not the brave type of woman. Or the level headed type like her twin. She is falling apart in a time of danger, panic attach insueing.
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Feb 27, 2017 1:38:31 GMT -5
Post by CrestHunter on Feb 27, 2017 1:38:31 GMT -5
Juliette nodded, swallowing nervously. She reach out a little to touch his arm. "It's bleeding s lot,"she spoke quietly, her face clearly showing her concern and worry about the injury. "You need to pull the glass out and stop the bleeding,"she whispered. Branson nodded seeing that he couldn't find her brother at the moment the best way to keep her calm would be to look after himself. He looks at his arm for the first time and his face scrunches up in pain. He grasps the shard of glass in his fingers and pulls. It slides out without trouble but the his wound begins to flow heavier. He tugs his coat off with a groan and hands it to her so that she can do her best to tear it and tie it around the wound. He looks at her with calm eyes trying to reassure her that everything was going to be ok. |
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Feb 27, 2017 2:26:32 GMT -5
Post by CrestHunter on Feb 27, 2017 2:26:32 GMT -5
(BUMP, new members please come...)
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Feb 27, 2017 10:33:47 GMT -5
Post by CrestHunter on Feb 27, 2017 10:33:47 GMT -5
((good morning.))
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Post by Bloodrose on Feb 27, 2017 11:13:42 GMT -5
((Morning  )) |
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Feb 27, 2017 11:38:57 GMT -5
Post by CrestHunter on Feb 27, 2017 11:38:57 GMT -5
((Hi Blood. How are you?))
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Feb 27, 2017 11:41:09 GMT -5
Post by CrestHunter on Feb 27, 2017 11:41:09 GMT -5
((Do you need someone to RP with your character? )) |
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Post by Bloodrose on Feb 27, 2017 12:14:44 GMT -5
((I'm good thanks, but nauseous but otherwise okay))
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Post by CrestHunter on Feb 27, 2017 12:22:29 GMT -5
((me too. I think I am going to go home early.))
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Post by 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 on Feb 27, 2017 17:41:39 GMT -5
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Post by LiliesoftheDawn on Feb 27, 2017 19:04:00 GMT -5
Levi shifted to allow her a better view of the room, relieved that she hadn't immediately begun to panic. For all he was prepared to help, it was better if they could both do something rather than him focusing on her alone. "Good," he said, surveying the royals around them as well. There seemed to be a few injuries, but none of them were shot wounds from the intruders, and most of them seemed to have someone attempting to help them. "Should we try to do something? Or should we wait and gather information? I don't want anyone else getting hurt."
(Sorry this took so long, I had a rough day today, and only just got home.)
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Feb 27, 2017 21:27:59 GMT -5
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Post by CrestHunter on Feb 27, 2017 21:27:59 GMT -5
((Yea I'm sick so I'm home. But the Internet is out again so I'll try and type a reply on my phone. )
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Post by LiliesoftheDawn on Feb 27, 2017 21:34:03 GMT -5
(You're okay, I was about to go to sleep anyways. You can reply if you want, but I'll probably have to reply tomorrow, around 9 or 10 forum time. I shouldn't have a much to do tomorrow, so I'll have more time to rp then. Mondays are just crazy for me.)
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Post by xσxσJα∂є on Feb 28, 2017 8:31:25 GMT -5
Juliette looked back into his eyes, taking a deep breath and forcing herself to calm down. She steadied her hands and ripped the fabric, with surprising force, to get one long strip before wrapping it around his arm, over the laceration, and tiring it right.
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Feb 28, 2017 10:39:08 GMT -5
Post by CrestHunter on Feb 28, 2017 10:39:08 GMT -5
Levi shifted to allow her a better view of the room, relieved that she hadn't immediately begun to panic. For all he was prepared to help, it was better if they could both do something rather than him focusing on her alone. "Good," he said, surveying the royals around them as well. There seemed to be a few injuries, but none of them were shot wounds from the intruders, and most of them seemed to have someone attempting to help them. "Should we try to do something? Or should we wait and gather information? I don't want anyone else getting hurt." (Sorry this took so long, I had a rough day today, and only just got home.) "I think we should gather information and give any rescue attempts time to show up." Emma whispered back. The leader was strolling around the room still but his followers were starting to shift about uneasily. She didn't want to upset them and draw attention to themselves. They needed to be just another pair of royals in the group. If they were pegged as up risers they would be watched even closer then they already were. Emma looks at the people in black trying to catch a glimpse of a tattoo not properly covered up or anything else to distinguish them by? She sees that one of them has a limp and imminently takes note to better know their captors. If they could just figure out everyone's temperament they may be able to take advantage of the most vulnerable ones. |
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Feb 28, 2017 10:41:34 GMT -5
Post by CrestHunter on Feb 28, 2017 10:41:34 GMT -5
Juliette looked back into his eyes, taking a deep breath and forcing herself to calm down. She steadied her hands and ripped the fabric, with surprising force, to get one long strip before wrapping it around his arm, over the laceration, and tiring it right. Brason flinches as the force of the bandage presses on his wound. He lets out a long breath after its secured and then looks around to see where the leader has gone. He seems to be out of sight now and his followers are getting antsy. They are about to take action and he knows it. He just hopes its not to forceful when they do. |
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Feb 28, 2017 11:49:49 GMT -5
Post by CrestHunter on Feb 28, 2017 11:49:49 GMT -5
At Sal's gutsy retort 5 of the 15 men in black stepped forward guns still in front of them, not worried in the slightest. The leader simply laughs and continues to walk among the royals and the rubble. Cadence tugs on Sal's pant leg from her spot on the floor. Her face has been scratched by the rubble and tears are leaking out of her eyes. Her breathing is fast and heavy she is not the brave type of woman. Or the level headed type like her twin. She is falling apart in a time of danger, panic attach insueing. |
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Post by LiliesoftheDawn on Feb 28, 2017 13:12:39 GMT -5
Levi nodded his head, then zeroed in on the leader, watching the person as they worked their way through the crowd. He wondered what the next announcement they'd make would be. Surely the wouldnt just leave it at "get on the ground!"
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Feb 28, 2017 13:32:20 GMT -5
Post by CrestHunter on Feb 28, 2017 13:32:20 GMT -5
"Against the wall!" The followers screamed. They must have gotten a silent signal from the boss. But they had come over to just Levi and Emma and said that. Perhaps they were all being split up. Emma stood up as quick as she could in the floor length dress and heels. She would have liked to take them off but there was glass everywhere. She walked to the nearest wall and stood facing it with her hands on the wall. She sighed, trying to control her rage.
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Post by plague on Feb 28, 2017 15:08:58 GMT -5
sorry,been a little busy,I'll get a reply up soon o.o )
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Feb 28, 2017 15:10:46 GMT -5
Post by LiliesoftheDawn on Feb 28, 2017 15:10:46 GMT -5
Levi rose to his feet at a moderate pace, worried that moving to slowly would anger them or to quickly would be seen as a threat. He then followed along side Emma to the wall watching for glass as he walked, not wanting any of the larger shards to cut through the soles of his shoes and into his feet. When they reached the wall, he copied her posture, though he rested one hand on her shoulder briefly in an attempt to help her stay calm, because he knew that singling them out couldn't be good. He would have said something as well, but he could feel the eyes of their captors on his back, and he didn't want to push his luck if he didn't have to.
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Post by plague on Feb 28, 2017 15:15:39 GMT -5
"What do you think they'd do if we asked to go to the restroom? We could try to find a way out from there, if they let us go. If not, then we haven't lost anything from trying have we? Unless they get upset that we asked, of course, but they wouldn't hurt us for asking to relieve ourselves if all they want is money," Charlotte offered, watching the person still. She hoped she'd catch a twitch of movement if they'd over heard and jeopardized her plan. The person didn't react, so maybe she was safe. Or maybe they'd been trained not to react. "They probably would just go with us and make sure we don't do just that." Makali replied,doing her best to think like these intruders.They would do what they could to make sure they got their money,and that meant making sure the royals stayed put. Maybe thinking like the intruders was the best course of action,it might help them come up with an idea to escape,wouldn't it? |
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Post by plague on Feb 28, 2017 15:23:56 GMT -5
OOC Text IC"True. Though then, what should we do? I do not like the idea of sitting around doing nothing," Kuro explained with a frown as he watched the men, examining their movements and trying to figure out their weak spots. Which of course wasn't something he could just...do, though the prince still held some sort of hope that they would be able to do something. He was not overly fond of the idea of being the one in need of rescuing. "You have me there..."Arlo replied,truly at a loss for what they could do.They did outnumber the intruders,but they were the ones with the guns.He tugged nervously at his tie,slowly getting more distressed by the situation.He usually could handle any problem that came his way,but he wasn't sure what to do about this one.All he knew for sure,if they did a attack,he would do his best to try to shield the others,it was what he was able to do. |
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Post by LiliesoftheDawn on Feb 28, 2017 15:27:05 GMT -5
"Okay, so what do we do instead?" Charlotte asked, shifting her gaze back to look at Makali again. She was focusing enough on not panicking that she was having trouble thinking of something else they could do. Most of the arguments between the royals and the intruders had died out, so there wasn't anything she could listen to for more information. They'd have to start something or wait for someone else to start something to learn anything new.
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Post by CrestHunter on Feb 28, 2017 15:44:06 GMT -5
Levi rose to his feet at a moderate pace, worried that moving to slowly would anger them or to quickly would be seen as a threat. He then followed along side Emma to the wall watching for glass as he walked, not wanting any of the larger shards to cut through the soles of his shoes and into his feet. When they reached the wall, he copied her posture, though he rested one hand on her shoulder briefly in an attempt to help her stay calm, because he knew that singling them out couldn't be good. He would have said something as well, but he could feel the eyes of their captors on his back, and he didn't want to push his luck if he didn't have to. Emma took another deep breath just as someone put a hand on her arm and started to lead her out of the ballroom. She looked back at Levi and was relived to see that he too was being shoved in her direction. The man in black with a limp droped her arm and simply ordered "Follow me!" And she did as she was told. |
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Post by LiliesoftheDawn on Feb 28, 2017 15:49:17 GMT -5
Levi jumped slightly as the guiding arm grabbed him, then shook his head to dispel some of his nerves. He noticed that the man with Emma had a limp, and part of him wondered if they could use that to their advantage. A limp meant he was weak, and Levi had enough self-defense training that he might be able to incapacitate him, if they could get his weapons away from him and the man didn't have more training then him. He definitely couldn't take on two people at once though, and he didn't know if Emma had the training he'd had. It really wasn't the best plan, so he decided it would be better to see what would happen first. Though he still wondered why they'd been the ones singled out first. It couldn't be good, could it?
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