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Post by Oliver on Jan 13, 2007 18:36:41 GMT -5
This time Rayne was aware that Cynyr was purposefully falling. "Cynyr! what the hells wrong with you!?" she growled in irritation. "Knock that the hell off! If we don't get moving you'll die. I can rest whenever the hell we get to the Kilate City.. until then no matter how hard you try to stop me, i'm going to keep moving."
She grabbed him again and started moving, trying to be careful but this time prepared for if he would shift his weight so he couldn't do it again.
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Post by Shikaru on Jan 13, 2007 18:42:50 GMT -5
After he had stopped coughing, Cynyr stared up at Rayne in disbelief. Hadn't she hated him not long ago? Why was she doing this for him? He closed his eyes and leaned his head against her, his body relaxing a bit as it had been slightly tensed. He wouldn't try to stop her anymore.
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Post by Oliver on Jan 13, 2007 19:00:45 GMT -5
Rayne's emerald eyes were looking at what was infront of her, rather then Cynyr, so she didn't see the look of disbelief. She winced ever now again from her shoulder, and before too long she'd become angry at both the pain and her pace being so slow. She stopped, setting him down.
Reaching over to her wounded shoulder, she rubbed it gently, wincing a bit, then looked down at the halfbreed. Maybe now she could have him on her back without having him throwing his weight around to throw himself off.
She changed once again, lifting him onto her back. Her legs began to move, still limping when walking on the hurt one, though her pace was still quicker, and this way was easier on her body.
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Post by Shikaru on Jan 13, 2007 19:11:01 GMT -5
Cynyr once again lapsed into unconciousness, his body becoming limp, but his ragged breathing making it obvious he was still alive, atleast for now.
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Post by Oliver on Jan 13, 2007 19:17:01 GMT -5
Rayne continued on, her ears low. She kept alert though, trying to keep an eye out anything that could help. She hoped maybe with some luck she would find someone who knew where she needed to go, or maybe she would wonder into the Kilate City on her own by some miracle. The tiger let out a heaving sigh, not getting her hopes up. She kept her senses alert anyway.
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Post by Shikaru on Jan 13, 2007 21:45:59 GMT -5
Cynyr didn't wake up, and wouldn't for some time.
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Post by Oliver on Jan 14, 2007 1:19:04 GMT -5
After a while, Rayne cought a scent that stung her nose. It wasn't pleasent, and she didn't at all enjoy it as it traveled to her. She could tell it was coming from a living being though, which lifted her hopes slightly. She hesitated a split second before following it, despite the fact she didn't want to get any closer to something that smelled in such a way. It was a a mix of body oder and other pungent smells including a hint of meldew or mold. The creature obviously hadn't bathed in quite some time.
The owner of the stench seemed to be a grungy Kilate, half asleep by a tree. Matted, greasy, black hair covered his head, while a ancient looking coat that had most deffinetly seen better days covered his top half. It was imposible to tell what color it had once been, but now it was different shades of brown, tan, and copper with tears and rips in various areas. The pants he wore were much the same.
He deffiently wasn't who Rayne woul dhave liked to ask... but she was limited with her choices at the moment. She lifted Cynyr off her back, starting to change again. She didn't want to startle him, or lose her chances of getting an answer, figuring her human form was better. A pair of graphite grey eyes opened to look at her when she was mostly finished. there came a high pitched squeal as the grimey kilate sprang to his feet.
"Jargonses no diding its! Jargon swearses! Jargon not didings anythinged!" He screached, paranoid. His tone gave away that he was guilty of what he supposedly didn't do. There was a slight thunk noise, accompanied by some jingling as a medium sized pouched slipped from his sleeve and was kicked slightly into a near by bush.
"No diding its!"
"What the hell are you going on about?..." Rayne said in a ton ethat showed she wasn't amused. She had no idea what he was talking about, nor did she care. "I didn't say you did anything.. "
"Jargonses no goers back to cellsey. Jargons no do anythingses!"
Rayne stared at him like he was an idiot.. which at the moment seemed to be exactly what he was. Some sort of moron...
"Listen.. I just need to know where the Kilate City is..." She said irritably.
"Stupids! Jargonses tellers you. No backs to cellsey. Jargonses not go theres, Jargonses been Kilates citers enoughses! Jargonses having no wantsing goers there."
Rayne growled. First of all his speach annoyed the hell out of her, pissing her off as she tried to decipher it. Second of all, he knew where the kilate city was if he was telling the truth.
"Take me to the city."
"Jargonses not goesing~" He said in a sing song voice. "No cellsing for Jargonsey~"
"Shut the fuck up and just take me damn it.. I need to get there.."
"Jargonses seed nothings in it for Jargons. Jargons be captures and takered to cellsey and then jargonses be lockered away for aaaalllssss Jargonses lifers. Jargonses not likes that. Jargonses stay heres and be freed. Stupids can go to citiable, but jargons be stayers."
He was irritating, idiotic, and since he wouldn't take her to the city, he angered rayne greatly.
"I NEED TO GET TO THE FUCKING CITY!" She snapped.
"Stupids no needers yelling!" Jargon yelled back though his voice was more amused then angry. "Stupids only needs teleprtsing to gets there.. or stupids use feeters!"
Rayne wasted no time and lunging forward, her hand snatching the front of the dirty coat before he had a chance to let out a suprised squeal.
"Listen.. and listen good. I need to get to that god damn city.. and I need to get there right now." She growled, her voice dangerous. "You're going to take me there... or i'll break your god damn neck!" She gave him a shake, ignoreing his frightened cry. "Got it?..."
Jargon struggled to get away, his hands reaching into his coat for a dagger but Rayne was quick to slam him to the ground, grabbing an arm and twisting it it just before his body hit th edirt. One hand was pinned against his back, the other to the dirt. "..Got it?... "
Jargon squirmed, squealed then nodded as she pressed against him hard. "J-Jargonses gets it!!" He yelled.
"Good." Rayne growled, loosening up on him. She kept hold of him so he wouldn't be abe to grab whatever he'd been reaching for before as she dragged him to where Cynyr was.
"How are you taking us?" She asked.
"So nows Jargonses has a choicers.." Jargon grumbled. "Whens it comeses to hows... but whens Jargonses asked to take to citeys at alls Jargonses says noers and hasing no choiers either waysing. Stup-"
" Shut the fuck up and answer!" She snapped, her patience short since she was worried about Cynyr. "Teleprting.. or walking?"
"Jargonses teleprts.." Jargon whined, wanting to get away from her.
Rayne bent down and grabbed Cynyr a bit. "Then do it."
"Jargonses is!" Jargon whined again, like a child being hasled by an adult. He closed his eyes, teleporting them to Kilate City.
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Post by Shikaru on Jan 14, 2007 1:46:23 GMT -5
Cynyr had awoken half way through the fight, but didn't have the strength to do anything about it.
Miku spotted the three as they arrived. "CYNYR!" He shouted, dropping his spear and running over to the Halfbreed. He looked up at Rayne, ignoring Jargon, though his nose was scrunched up from the smell. "What happened?" he asked, tone demanding.
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Post by Oliver on Jan 14, 2007 2:00:10 GMT -5
Rayne let go of Jargon, turning her attention to Miku. Her eyes studied him a moment. She didn't know how to even begin explaining how Cynyr had gotten this way, and didn't feel like wasting time doing it. Instead she did her best to reitterate what Rei had said about Cynyrs demonic and kilate energy.
Seeing Miku, Jargon instantly scurried back with child-like moan. He shifted uneasily, not wanting to go back to the cell he'd been in for so long. Quickly he teleported off. Rayne didn't even notice.
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Post by Shikaru on Jan 14, 2007 2:10:07 GMT -5
"That's not good." Miku growled. "Dammit, there's too many problems right now...I'll take you two to my idiot of a brother then. I don't see how he's going to be able to help you," and with that he places his hands, one on each, on the two and teleported back to the room.
"Cynyr!" Ziva exclaimed, surprised at seeing her brother in such a horrible condition.
"This isn't good." Miku said. "I'm sure this has something to do with Oiron," he added, glancing towards Kamo.
"What happened and what's that look for?" Kamo asked.
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Post by Oliver on Jan 14, 2007 3:05:16 GMT -5
Rayne glanced around the room slightly, before once again relaying what Rei had said. Like before she felt it would only waste time to try to explain the event from the beginning.
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Post by Tys on Jan 14, 2007 13:15:07 GMT -5
Craven stopped walking to the door and looked over at Miku Rayne and Cynyr when they appeared. He looked at Rayne for a moment, studying here before looking down at Cynyr, concern for him.
"What happened to him?" Tom asked when he saw Cynyr's condition.
Both Swiftfoot and Kenny looked over as well and were concern for Cynyr.
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Post by Shikaru on Jan 14, 2007 16:08:09 GMT -5
"I don't see how that moron thinks I can help. I don't know what he means." Kamo grumbled.
"We need to figure something out..." Miku muttered.
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Post by Oliver on Jan 14, 2007 16:23:09 GMT -5
"Isn't there.. a way to get his energy back.. or something?" Rayne asked, a slight underlying growl though she was trying to control it. She was angered by the fact that the person who she'd been told could probably help, didn't know what to do.
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Post by Tys on Jan 14, 2007 16:55:42 GMT -5
"Tell us what happened to him." Tom told Rayne, looking at Cynyr with worry and trying to figure things out.
"Should I get Tim? He might be able to help or at least he will be able to help with the wounds." Craven suggested.
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