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'General Rogue' Adrien Romanov -x- Adrien and Simara waited for a few more hours. He could hear Simara's hungry growls every now and then. He couldn't say he was fairing much better. He was hungry, but he refused to show it. He was eventually approached by two sentries, who pricked him with a blue arrow, causing his head to fall limp against his shoulder. Adrien woke up in what looked to be a cave, he was chained to something in front of him, a table of sorts. He looked up slightly, ah, interrogation time. Adrien looked up and saw two sentries guarding the doors. He figured he'd be waiting for quite some time... but it was cold. Freezing even. He shivered as he felt something dripping down his side. He looked down slightly and saw a red liquid soaking his shirt. Blood. Great. He was bleeding again. He looked up and kicked the edge of the table, catching the sentries' attention. "Mmmmm." He murmured against the metal band. They looked confused and one approached him, they took off his band and he made a show of stretching out his jaw. He tried to get a message to someone, but the blue liquid stuff was still coursing strongly through his veins. He tried again, focusing as hard as he could. {Simara and I have been captured by the corrupted. Do NOT be idiots with your lives.} Adrien tried, but he was fairly certain it was useless. Considering he didn't hear a response. But that may have been the blue liquid because he felt dizzy all of a sudden. He swayed slightly and watched as the sentries walked back to the door. They didn't put the metal band back on, thankfully... |
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Lieutenant Dwyer Glory just shook her head slightly, then grinned at his next words. "Okay, maybe you were right to blame the rock," She said, acknowledging that he wasn't always wrong. Glory sighed, "Yeah, hopefully by tomorrow. You never know when you need to scare the bejeezus outta someone. Sometimes a dictionary just doesn't cut it," She finished with a sly grin. Glory moved closer to see what he was working on, and saw a little wooden horse in his hands. "Looks nice so far." She said, and was being honest. She moved away from him, toward the water's edge, took off her boots, and waded in. The water was cold, but not unbearable. She looked down and watched several small fish swimming around near her. |
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General Anubis +++ Leo's eyebrows shot up, and he stared at her for a moment, trying to figure out if there was a teasing lilt behind her suspiciously nice words. Well, maybe not neccesarily nice, but she admitted he may have been right. That wasn't something that happened... every year. No one ever acknowledged he might be right- granted, he never really talked to anyone apart from Simara and Romanov, and both of them seemed to hate him. He finally decided to chalk it up as what it probably was, and offered a small smile as thanks. He laughed at her next words, shaking his head with an amused smile. "You and your dictionary's. No wonder you know so many big words." He joked, listening while still focusing on shaving off tint pieces of wood from the small horse figurine. "Yikes, okay, the compliments might kill me. Why are you being so nice? Do you want something?" He teased with a grin. Honestly, it was a little sad that he was genuinely troubled by this- he NEVER got compliments of any sort, whether it was about- anything, really. What he was doing, what he could do, what he wanted to do, what he looked like, what he didn't look like, literally anything you could think of, he didn't get compliments for. So, this was new territory, and he didn't know if he was supposed to continually thank her, or just smile and nod like a bobblehead with a broken neck, or what? He finally decided to stop working on the piece, as the sun was getting to bright and it was hard to see the small figure. He watched as both things disappeared, then went to sit by the water's edge with a slight huff of pain as agony stabbed through his leg. Youch. He stared at the water for a couple seconds before glancing up. "Hm." He thought about something, wondering- could he conjure live things? Like, bigger live things. The problem with small animals is that he couldn't feel their life source or presence. However, the bigger the thing, the bigger the presence. +Don't kill Glory+ he thought, concentrating and- Glory disappeared from where she was sitting, and reappeared in a little bit deeper water in front of him, falling in with a splash. Leo let out a yelp, scrambling up. "Sorry! It wasn't supposed to work like that!" |
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'General Rogue' Adrien Romanov -x- Adrien sighed quietly. He was doomed. No one would know until tomorrow and everyone would go bat shit crazy. He grumbled quietly. Well, this wasn't going to be fun. He looked up as he watched someone walk in, another sentry, but this one had... something else. They were all holding spears or swords, but this one had nothing but a bat-like object. Adrien didn't think much about it, but he noted it. Adrien looked around at the sentries on either side of him. Two there. He saw two more by the door. And two there. so four in total, that I can see. He thought, sighing quietly. He shivered again and leaned back in his chair, waiting. In the dim, cold, dark room. |
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(whahah time for some drama on my part) ||keres wonder|| she sat in the corner of the library oping her book she started to read before a voice rang in her head it sounded like General Rogue {you cant stay out of hot water can you general rogue} she thought back to him knowing he probaly wasnt trying to send a message to a first year she stood {were do you need me} she waited for a reply as she streached out her arms and put her bag in the corner her strange eyes flicked and her puipls changed as they do when shes provoked (my spelling is shit lmao) |
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'General Simara' Adder simara -x- Adder watched as General Rouge was pricked and taken away, a sentry approached her with a knife coated in the blue substance, "Your 'bout to join ya friend" he grunted, leaning forward and pricking her.
Adder awoke, startled. She looked around, she was strapped to a chair beside General Rouge. Her head was still foggy from the drug but she managed to notice he didn't have the mask on any longer. |
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'General Rogue' Adrien Romanov -x- Adrien watched blankly as Simara was dragged in and tied next to him. He sighed quietly and looked up at the sentries with a bored expression. "Sooooooo, what was the point of this again?" He asked, his voice dripping with a passive-aggressive tone. |
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Lieutenant Dwyer "You haven't had fun until you've scared someone with one," Glory responded with a sly grin. "I'm being nice? Do you expect me to break more of your ribs? Try to drown you, perhaps?" She answered. Wow, he really isn't used to compliments. Glory thought, with a twinge of... well, not quite pity, but something like it. Glory didn't have time to react, as one moment she was watching the fish, and the next she was several feet in front of where she'd been and fell forward into the deeper water. She stood, pushing wet hair out of her eyes, and turned to Leo, scowling. "What'd you think would happen? At least warn me first!" She said indignantly. |
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General Anubis AKA: "Professional Doofus" +++ Leo let out a small huff. "Yes! With all the threats you've been making, I do expect you to do some terrible thing!" He answered with a grin. When she had splashed into the deeper water, he had stumbled to a stand with wide eyes, his leg throbbing from the quick movement. "I THOUGHT nothing would happen! Or you'd go to the beach, like I wanted you to! Not that you'd fall in an entirely different place at least 8 feet away!" he answered, then stopped, seeming to give up on defense. "Okay- yes, I should've warned you, yes, that was stupud of me, and yes, you have the right to get mad at me. Try to break different ribs though, eh?" He asked with a heavy sigh, rubbing his hands over his face. Damn, you're stupid sometimes. His thought just made him scowl. He was, but that was beside the point. Or maybe it wasn't. In any case, he didn't want to acknowledge it. Now he felt genuinely bad. "I'm sorry... I really didn't mean to do that." he finally said, his voice having dropped about four octives. He took a couple steps forward, into the water, and offered her a hand. A towel appeared in his hands, and he sheepishly handed it to her after she got out of the deeper water. |
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(You mean professional doofus xD) Lieutenant Dwyer Glory sighed and accepted the towel he offered, wrapping it around her shoulders as she tromped back to dry land. It was hard to stay mad at him when he seemed so truly sorry. "You're forgiven, this time. Just don't do it again unless you warn me. . . or you're certain of what you're doing." She said with a small, sly grin. "I'm not really in the mood for rib-breaking, how about arm-breaking? Are you left or right-handed?" Glory teased. She didn't want him to feel too bad about it, not for a long time, anyway. |
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