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Post by Roza on Jan 21, 2005 19:55:57 GMT -5
Roza welled up at the thought of her parents.
[glow=red,2,300]I don't know what to think[/glow]
She walked into a room off the main office, searching for anything that could help Rikku. Great! A changing room. Half of the lockers where hanging open, stuff strewn across the floor. She waded through the piles of clothes and locker contents, and eventually put together an outfit for Rikku - a pair of high black boots and a red dress, ripped up one leg. She went back into the main office and helped Rikku out of her sodden clothes.
She rummages inh her bag she took from the mall and got out the bandages. She carefully applied them to Rikku's chest and then secured them. She then helped Rikku into the dress and boots.
[glow=red,2,300]What do you think? I think it looks gorgeous on you![/glow]
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Post by Rikku on Jan 21, 2005 20:10:21 GMT -5
Her face regarded the outfit that her younger sibling had picked; it was to say the least dressy! Her left eyebrow lifted in her direction, opening her mouth to produce a sarcastic comment, but decided against it, her little sis was already in the advanced state of shock, anything more and she would surely collapse in disbelief. Her gaze hovered over the crimson dress that rested on the bandages covering her chest “I’ve never thought of myself as miss priss!….. but it’ll do!” Turning her eyes upon Roza her mouth expressed delight at the vision grazed behind her:
[glow=red,2,300]“Its…er great thank you!”[/glow]
She reached out and touched her sisters trembling shoulder, drawing her slender figure into a close hug, pulling away slightly to look towards the door behind them both…. She snapped back to her reality, retrieving a slat of wood from the porch; she walked to the wooden door, turning slightly to Roza, she asked the simple question:
[glow=red,2,300]“What do you figure’s behind here!? *her right eyebrow twitches into a smile at her mouth* What do ya say we find out!?”[/glow]
Rikku had gained her fiery attitude from their father, his army expertise passed down to both children, a need for adventure coursing their veins! Her chest barely bothered her as she slammed the slat with a hard *wallop* into the wooden frame of the door. It had been said by many in their classes at school, when they were but young offspring, that the Valetto sisters were crazed demonises, Rikku had laughed at this remark, unsure how Roza had ever taken it….. She had never asked! |
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Post by Roza on Jan 30, 2005 13:48:01 GMT -5
Peering through the newly disturbed dust clouds, Roza tried to see what was inside this darkened room. The darkness beckoned her, the need for adventure flowing through her.
She stepped inside and waited for her eyes to adjust to the dark. When they did, she could make out dark shiny objects glinting in the dark. Looking around, she saw a light switch - she flicked and gasped in amazement - she saw the most amazing array of equipment she'd ever seen. Guns in all shapes and sizes from small outomatics to large rocket launchers.
[glow=red,2,300]We have to take some Rikku - if only for our safety!!![/glow]
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Post by Rikku on Jan 30, 2005 17:18:52 GMT -5
She watched her sisters face closely, the fear had gone from her eyes. Only awe replaced the sentiment of ragged torment that followed this disaster, her dress ruffled in the winds, causing increased pressure to her chest, she winced again but composed herself. Walking to the nearest clump of shining metal, she lifted her delicate hand and stroked the clean licked barrel, an evil smile spread her features and she reached forwrads and clasped the shaft in her bare hands; the cool feeling washing her burning bodice.
Picking the sheen up from its hiding place, she rested it against her palour legs, staring into the grayed calore of it. She smirked, turning back to face her sister watching her reaction to the gun cradled in her arms.
[glow=red,2,300]"Indeed, little sister! Indeed!"[/glow]
A shadow lay covert over her face, lips still smiling her delight. She paused with her fingers over the center piece of the colt, lifting it to read the inscription detailed on its base:
"For the beauty thines death of honour, retrace thys footsteps and begin again!"
She understood not the wording scrawled upon the gleaming colt. But it meant only one thing.... She had to have this ones protection! |
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Post by Roza on Jan 30, 2005 19:10:26 GMT -5
After deciding on the guns she would use, Roza gathered the stuff they had collected and walked into the main police lobby.
[glow=red,2,300]The only way we'll survive in this place, is to find somewhere we can stay and collect supplies.[/glow]
She looked at her sister's face - she could tell that there was much pain behind that pallid face, though she tried to hide it.
[glow=red,2,300]It'll be a long hard treck, but we need to find our own shelter. What do you think?[/glow]
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Post by Rikku on Jan 30, 2005 20:35:33 GMT -5
Meeting her bloods gaze, her eyes glazened over as her head shot back, a vision rocked her sleepless mind, she sank to her knees, still cradling the colt in her arms. THUD! she hit the floor, breathing hard - she held her hand out for the nearby table, muttering her incoherable thoughts. The world spun in all directions like she was being pulled back in time. Closing her eyes, the panic button knocked home and WHOOSH!....
The world stopped its ever tormented whirlwind, she stopped, breathing back to normal thought her opinion of that fact was clear, she opened her eyes, darkness surrounded her soul.....noone about but her, the echoing of her breathing bouncing from wall to wall.
Then another voice, deep, harsh, almost a whisper, callous past flooded her mind, she remembered that voice for sure, but where? A far off sound, she heard her sister, Roza, screaming for help the people in the mall shouting and yelling as the celing caved it.....
her own trembling heart as the sound waves deceased, standing alone again in the darkness, shaking her hands shook with palour exsistence..........quite time......peaceful in its sense of illusion......BANG!"Urgh!" it came from her mouth, the pain racked her chest, closing over her lungs, falling again to the floor, her eyes shot wildly around her searching for the one who had done this........there! In the distance, his face! so familiar............
The colt slid from her hands, ending the vision with a short gasp, she stared at the wall, not quite believing what was. Then suddenly affraid for this visions outcome, she foudn herself grasping at the torso of the dress, eyes searching for the truth - but not a wound was visible.
Sighing she hoisted herself to her feet, still clasping the colt close to her chest. Pausing from an enquiried conversation with Roza, she picked up the rest of her weapons, including a crossbow and two pistols, then turned back towards the door....
[glow=red,2,300]"Theres a killer in this city Roza! And I intend to find him!"[/glow]
She looked over her shoulder to her sisters figurine standing half glazed by the shadowy light.
[glow=red,2,300]"Come on! We haven't got much time before the sun falls and tonight is feeding time for all who live!"
"I suggest we camp out up at the old church! *smiling slightly* What do you say!?"[/glow] |
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Post by Roza on Jan 30, 2005 20:52:10 GMT -5
Roza gasped at the sight of the events that consumed her sister.
[glow=red,2,300]I think the sooner we find out whats behind those memory flashbacks, the better![/glow]
Roza hated seeing her sister in pain - both physically and mentally. All she wanted, more than anything, was for everything to be back to normal. But that would never happen. Her eyes glazed over, but she shook it off. She picked up her bag and selected weapons and followed Rikku out the door.
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