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Post by †‡HêllŽerø‡† on Jan 7, 2006 5:06:09 GMT
Dyrza with his inhuman speed, ran to the rescue. He came up behind the small girl, and grabbed at her arm. Feeling the skin of her thin arm. He squeezed as tight as he felt he should without breaking her arm, slowly increasing the pressure untill she dropped her Katar. She held on, but the preasure continued to increase.
"What are you, child?"
He kept his swords sheithed, he didn't feel he needed them. Nyx would take care of any warriors that tried to get to him, that was certan to him. The girl was strong, she was still holding her weapon, his grip tightened.. how much longer could she take it?
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Post by Rayne on Jan 7, 2006 5:12:41 GMT
Sara winced. That.. hurt a lot.. a tight smile made it to her face.
"..I stopped.. the fallen angel.." she said. "..He..he'll be so happy..."
Nyx was at his side. She would hold anything back- and that seemed to be what she was now occupied with.. The scythe was cutting through any men foolish enough to get close... and a few who were stupid enough to have tried to do things to her earlier while she'd been tied here..
Tara was watching the sky. Her breathing was jagged. "..Sara.. I don't.. understand...." she choked.
Meri just now made it here. She put up her hands, making an ice shield around the five of them. Nyx breathed in a little, a small cloud of fog rising from the sudden cold, as she was cut off from their attackers.
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Post by †‡HêllŽerø‡† on Jan 7, 2006 5:24:27 GMT
The what?! Dyrza thought.. His grip loosened, then re-tightened, she was much stronger than she looked. He continued to let on a bit more pressure, letting off, then letting on more again. He realised that this wouldn't work and reached for the Katar, hoping to just jerk it out of her hands. Without the Karar, she'd be much less dangerous. Tightening more.
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Post by Rayne on Jan 7, 2006 5:27:51 GMT
She dropped the katar. She was strong, but this was hurting. Sara whimpered. "Stop it!"
Meri bent down to kneel next to Tara. Her eyes were on the older girl's. Tara was crying....
"..this is.. embarassing as all hell.." Tara whispered.
Meri shook her head. She moved her long blue hair over her shoulder so it wouldn't fall on Tara's wound. "No it's not.. we're gonna fix this as good as we can, okay? Don't worry.. one of us.. must know some first aid.. it's okay..."
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Post by †‡HêllŽerø‡† on Jan 7, 2006 5:33:19 GMT
Okay! He didn't let go of her arm, but he twisted it around to her back, and had her submissioned. He pushed at her in a downward force, bringing her to one knee.
He smiled at what he had done. He now accepted that this was no ordinary kid. He would continue to hold her there for however long necessary. He didn't see her going anywhere in that position. She was helpless. She couldn't get to her weapon, even if she wanted to.
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Post by Rayne on Jan 7, 2006 5:36:59 GMT
Sara shrieked. It hurt! It hurt so much! Tears welled in her eyes, and she was screaming at him to stop.
Nyx was watching Tara with some small concern now.. There was a lot of blood on the ground...
<I don't know what to do.. how can I help her?> Meri thought to the two elves.
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Post by †‡HêllŽerø‡† on Jan 7, 2006 5:49:01 GMT
"Nyx, rip her shirt and tie it around her, try to get a part that isn't soaked."
He tightened his grip again. She let out another moan.
He contemplated if he should just knock her out again or not.. It would be much easier, but he was sure the others wouldn't like it too much. So, he held in the urge to bash the little shits brains in.. I mean, to hit her on the head slightly, to knock her out.
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Post by Rayne on Jan 7, 2006 5:56:25 GMT
Nyx nodded patiently, moving over Tara to do just that. Tara frowned when she went to do so, and Nyx stopped.
There was so much fear in there.. why? Over the removal of clothing?
"..Tara, it's important.." Meri whispered.
Tara frowned, pulling her hands back. She let Nyx tear the fabric to fix a bandage around her chest. Eventually the girl realised that wouldn't work, and pulled a large strip off her own to finish it.
"..do not move much." Nyx advised in a silky tone. Tara nodded where she was.
Sara was now whimpering. Her arm was actually sore now.. what if he broke it? It felt like he might...
"..p-please.. stop it.. please?"
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Post by [o.O] The Twitchy Rabbit on Jan 10, 2006 8:05:47 GMT
Edan had kept quiet through the ordeal. The events unfolding were not what he had expected.
He bent down beside Tara "Is this truly Sara? This girl here?" . Edan looked closely at Sara, studing her face. Recognising the look, it was that of pain "Should I make him let go?"
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Post by Rayne on Jan 12, 2006 19:52:37 GMT
Tara considered saying yes.. but it was a big concern of hers that she would only come at them again.
"..no. He should... keep her back."
Tara winced. This was severe...
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Post by †‡HêllŽerø‡† on Jan 13, 2006 5:43:53 GMT
Dyrza hesitated, he didn't want them to follow them, but he couldn't just let her die. It was against his nature, she was someone who had nothing to harm, if anything, helped him. He just couldn't do it.
"If we can get out of here, I know of a place. A person who can help her, heal her. The only question is if she can make it, it's a good distance away.. She's loosing blood fast. Think quickly, time is precious."
He winced as he spoke, he really dispised that he could have prevented himself from caring. He could have been long gone if he wouldn't have to have them follow him, or be any part of what effected him. He now was bond by his words with Meri.
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Post by [o.O] The Twitchy Rabbit on Jan 13, 2006 10:18:12 GMT
Edan looked Dyrza carefully over before looking back down at Tara. "We need to go now" He said, the words almost sounding like an order. He put his arms under Tara to pick her up "He is right you are loosing alot of blood. I will carry you. Don't argue I am not going to take no for an answer" He said rather coldly, than suddnly a tiny small came to his face, his eyes becoming quiet cheerfull looking.
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Post by Rayne on Jan 14, 2006 18:49:31 GMT
"..it's fucking stupid that the healer would get their ass kicked.." Tara muttered. She didn't object at all to being lifted..
Meri smiled at Dryza. <Thank you.> she thought to him. Nyx was a bit worried, but her words didn't come out. The barrier that had seperated them fell suddenly.
"We need to go fast before they come back." Meri stated.
OOC: ...I wish Evan would get on here..
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Post by †‡HêllŽerø‡† on Jan 14, 2006 22:26:40 GMT
Dyrza winced at their reply. He knew what their answer would be, there was no denying it. Their friend was hurt, and he offered help. He waited a second and lowered his head, as if to repent, or to think on his actions if this was the best thing that he could do. Nearly ten seconds passed and he raised his head. He raised Saras arm higher, causing her much more pain, kicked her Katar away so she couldn't get to it right then, then let go. He began to run away, his black hair in the sky as the wind caught and lifted it. He turned around and beckoned them all to follow him. He waited at where he was until everybody caught up, or nearly did then once again began to run forward. He did this repeatedly for nearly a league, his sister, Nyx, was ahead of the rest, and she reached where he was faster than the rest of the group. His breath was calm and normal, like he hadn't done a thing all day, it certianly didn't betray him to make others think he was tired, which he truthfully wasn't. He was used to running miles and miles and leagues and leagues at a time with no break, so being able to rest wasn't bad at all. When the rest of the group caught up, Dyrza noticed that Taras makeshift bandage seemed full of blood, and unable to help her anymore. He voiced what he saw and took off his own blood stained shirt to use to wrap around her. His flesh under the shirt was smooth, pale, and scarless. His muscles were highly noticable, and he was increidibly ripped. His whole body seemed to be made of nothing but muscle alone. He was obviously a warrior, for not many people had a phisique like his that weren't, nor were many people who were warriors. He unwrapped Tara from her old shirt, and rewrapped her with his own. Nearly an hour has passed since they were at the camp. (OOC: Sorry, but seeing that Evan hasn't been on, we needed to continue the story somehow.. So I figured getting out of the camp for now was the best idea. >.<
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Post by Rayne on Jan 15, 2006 7:33:22 GMT
Tara's skin was pale and cold. Meri had supported her the way there, but she was losing it fast...
"..thank you.." she said to Dryza. She was going to pass out for sure..
Meri's eyes were really light. So worried.. She stepped forward then, breathing in haggaradly. She usually travelled underground.. The water was faster than walking.
"..we need to get to that healer soon.." she said.
Tara muttered something under her breath. She fell sideways, unconcious. Nyx caught her, and sighed, shaking her head.
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