11-15-2009, 12:40 AM
He snarled, relieving his own stress and attempting to ignore the his own mistake. He could have killed her, but he messed up. He let out another snarl, but checked himself as he did it. His anger had blinded him of much but he knew he was wounded, and he smelled another's blood.
The fast look at the area tlet him know or assume where he was. The 'moss clad tree's' told him he was north of of the bunker he had went off to protect, and had met up with Tamsin.. He did, though, pick up the scent of his odd clothed friend and swiftly went south. She was still alive, he knew. But she had been injured, and he felt the pain of guilt for it. He knew it was going to happen, but he had to see that she still lived.
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He hadn't even went half an hour before she stumbled into view. He wasn't surprised to see her, but his visage did show shock and awe. His original glance of er in the night, let him know she still lived and he wanted to smile, and be thankful. But it was impossible for the Imperfect Namek to do so. She had a shiner, a purple mark that outlined her eye clearly and her outfit was matted with with her own life force.
He knew she had been in a fight, knew it was inevitable. But he didn't expect her to look so bad off. She limped towards him, a smile on her face, pleased like a damned fool that she had done her job. Nova had to wonder if she had won, then who she had killed.
Her eyes revealed she hadn't killed, and it was confronting, but it made him wonder. Did she win? Or did she lose? She still gave breath, but was she fine? He looked at her, glad she kept her promise. He'd make her promise it again, but this time, she'd Have to not take such inflictions
His nose told them he had to go, "Hop on!" He demanded. She let loose a confused gasp, but didn't say a word as he collected her body beneath his arm. He kicked off, not giving a damned,and flew off, wanting to be free of the area as soon as possible. It was too stagnant of war and he saw the marks of battle. Both had suffered injuries, and he just had to leave.
The fast look at the area tlet him know or assume where he was. The 'moss clad tree's' told him he was north of of the bunker he had went off to protect, and had met up with Tamsin.. He did, though, pick up the scent of his odd clothed friend and swiftly went south. She was still alive, he knew. But she had been injured, and he felt the pain of guilt for it. He knew it was going to happen, but he had to see that she still lived.
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He hadn't even went half an hour before she stumbled into view. He wasn't surprised to see her, but his visage did show shock and awe. His original glance of er in the night, let him know she still lived and he wanted to smile, and be thankful. But it was impossible for the Imperfect Namek to do so. She had a shiner, a purple mark that outlined her eye clearly and her outfit was matted with with her own life force.
He knew she had been in a fight, knew it was inevitable. But he didn't expect her to look so bad off. She limped towards him, a smile on her face, pleased like a damned fool that she had done her job. Nova had to wonder if she had won, then who she had killed.
Her eyes revealed she hadn't killed, and it was confronting, but it made him wonder. Did she win? Or did she lose? She still gave breath, but was she fine? He looked at her, glad she kept her promise. He'd make her promise it again, but this time, she'd Have to not take such inflictions
His nose told them he had to go, "Hop on!" He demanded. She let loose a confused gasp, but didn't say a word as he collected her body beneath his arm. He kicked off, not giving a damned,and flew off, wanting to be free of the area as soon as possible. It was too stagnant of war and he saw the marks of battle. Both had suffered injuries, and he just had to leave.
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Reb: ya know
Reb: I think you're a fucking moron OOC
Reb: but I have to hand it to you
Reb: you've become a really great writer