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Post by bgjths on Mar 12, 2009 23:27:35 GMT -5
"You don't have to worry about Christopher causing anymore problems for the rest of the mission." Vezeel said while treating and bandaging his wound.
"I made a deal with him that if he behaved himself I would reward him once we finished the mission."
Vezeel finished bandaging Danna's wound. She then took off her tunic and laid down on the bed.
"I'm going to get some rest, wake me up when we're close to our destination" she said while hanging the tunic on the bed post.
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Post by DarkStorm on Mar 13, 2009 6:56:53 GMT -5
((Christopher isn't doing much at the moment. Why don't you just go ahead and take it from here, phantomgirl?))
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Post by phantomgirl113 on Mar 13, 2009 20:59:31 GMT -5
The teen’s light skied face became a deep shad of red as a blush formed on his features. Being that close to the older woman as she was made him uncomfortable and sweat. But he dared not move until she was in deep REM sleep, as he did not want to disturb her rest.
After slipping out of his room and back into the hallway, Danna let his back slide down the wall. Sighing he wonder what Vezeel meant by when she said made a deal with Christopher. It took him all of three seconds before he came up with a conclusion that only made his blush deeper.
“Lucky bastard,” he softly mumbled to himself.
After seven minuets he pulled him self up off the floor and made his way to the bridge. He was feeling tired, and was thinking about letting Christopher fly the ship as he got some R and R himself. He had long since put a hammock for his ues only. Now entering the bridge, he could see a figure keeling on the floor in the darkness.
“Christopher?” said Danna as he slow approached the other, “what happen, why ya on the floor?”
Now with his hand on the other should he called the other again, “Oi, Christopher ya got to get up.”
(anyone up to do a dream sequence?)
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Post by DarkStorm on Mar 13, 2009 22:31:31 GMT -5
((Sure. Why don't we all partake in separate dream sequences? Or would that be to complicated?))
Christopher mumbled something under his breath and furrowed his eyebrows but didn't stir from his deep slumber.
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Post by bgjths on Mar 14, 2009 2:33:36 GMT -5
Vezeel was fast asleep in her bed. She was tangled in the blanket, snoring and drooling on her pillow.
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Post by phantomgirl113 on Mar 14, 2009 11:04:42 GMT -5
“Oi, ya must be evermore tired then me,” whispered Danna as he pulled Christopher to the hammock, “ya owe me one for this.”
After putting Christopher to bed Danna sat down at a small and pulled out an old logbook. As it was he had to document what had happed that passed day. But as he try to write he found that he could not keep his eye open and in seconds was a sleep. With his head on the open logbook and pen in his hand, much like a young schoolboy who had fallen asleep over his reading assignment. He was still but ever once and awhile his nose would twitch and he would let out a groan.
( guess that depends on what you want to do and/or how deep you want to go into your character's psyche)
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Post by DarkStorm on Mar 14, 2009 12:49:54 GMT -5
((just had an idea.))
Christopher shook a little. His brain was telling him to get up yet he just couldn't for some reason. It was like something was holding him down, pinning him to his dreams.
What's going on? his subconscious asked him.
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Post by phantomgirl113 on Mar 15, 2009 11:42:49 GMT -5
Unlike Christopher Danna did not have the same level of self-awareness, in fact he did not even know that he was dreaming, or that he was trapped in it.
“Stop…, No…, please stop,” he screamed as bruises appeared on his body as if an unseen force was hitting him.
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Post by bgjths on Mar 16, 2009 19:07:28 GMT -5
Vezeel was still sleeping but mumbling in her sleep.
"Raisin oatmeal cookies...Hashbeowns and-"
Vezeel shot up in bead with the pillow stuck to the side of her head.
"Man that would have been delicious."
Feeling the unmistakable sensation of hunger, Vezell stumbled out of bed and into the hallway looking for something to eat.
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Post by DarkStorm on Mar 23, 2009 14:43:03 GMT -5
Christopher's eyes snapped open. He felt as if someone was kicking him in the stomach. He tried to shake the feeling off, to pretend it wasn't there, but he just couldn't.
He struggled to get up off the bed and out of the room, only to end up crawling on the floor towards the bridge.
Someone walked past him, not even noticing he was there.
Vezeel! he shouted earnestly in his head, but the words would not come out of his mouth.
So he did the next best thing; he took a deep breath and started to bang his head on the ground, trying to make enough noise to get her attention.
((Sorry, guys, I've had too many different things happen this month and haven't had time to post anything.))
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Post by bgjths on Mar 23, 2009 17:41:14 GMT -5
Vezeel's sharp hearing picked up a thumping noise. Great, more trouble.
Walking to the room it was coming from she was met with one of the strangest sites she had ever seen.
"What the hell are you doing?" She asked Christopher, who was on his hands and knees, banging his head on the floor.
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Post by phantomgirl113 on Mar 23, 2009 21:37:53 GMT -5
The young Talon began to scream, as if some was murdering him. Danna’s cries filled the once silent ship. As flashbacks of his darker passed filled his head, his mind still trapped in the dreams.
(It's ok I understand, and your not the only one. This passed month has been an utter pain for me as well.)
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Post by DarkStorm on Mar 23, 2009 23:08:45 GMT -5
He growled at her before suddenly stopping the banging of his head and falling completely on the ground, gasping.
"H-help," he managed to hiss out before coughing up blood.
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Post by bgjths on Mar 25, 2009 19:49:08 GMT -5
(If this doesn't snap him out of it, I'm clueless.)
Upon seeing the blood Vezeel became worried. Carefully she picked Christopher up and brought him to eye level with her.
"Whats wrong? I mean what's happening to you?" She asked.
Not getting any coherent answers Vezeel got an idea. It worked once before, maybe it'll work again.
"Christopher" She said in a feminine tone "If you tell me what's happening I'll let you have a shower with me."
It looked like it was working somewhat so she continued, hoping what she said next would completely snap him out of it. She pressed him against her body and whispered in his ear.
"And I'll let you lather me up ANYWHERE. Try and picture that in your mind." She breathed on his neck.
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Post by phantomgirl113 on Mar 25, 2009 21:15:47 GMT -5
* Enemy ship 2.5 clicks away*
“Sir,” said a tall and stick like man, he saluted a rather puffy fat fellow who face was red.
“We have lost sight of the Cyclonian vessel, but at lest one of its occupants has succumb to the effects of the Oneiroi crystal.”
“But only after taking a full blast,” said the round red faced plump man, “ I don’t care what it takes find that ship.”
“Yes sir,” said the slim man before clicking his heels and marched off.
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Post by DarkStorm on Mar 26, 2009 1:08:05 GMT -5
Christopher's lips twitched. He shivered violently, and his eyes creaked open.
"You just can't leave a teenage boy's sexual desires alone, now can you?" He laughed and specks of blood fell onto Vezeel's face. He gently removed her hands from his uniform and wiped the blood away from his mouth.
"Come on," he grunted before coughing a little more, "w-we need to find Danna." He staggered, but continued to walk forward, all the while leaning on the wall for support. "I don't know what's going on," he said, "but I do know that there's a terrible aching in my gut, and by the sounds of that scream, I'm not the only one in pain." He glanced back at Vezeel. "What I really wonder," he winced, "is why you aren't being a-affected."
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Post by bgjths on Mar 26, 2009 7:29:09 GMT -5
Vezeel shrugged "Damned if I know, now lets go help Danna."
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Post by phantomgirl113 on Mar 27, 2009 5:44:51 GMT -5
Danna had long since fall out of the chair that he was originally sitting on. He now lay sprawled out on the floor, his body covered in a heavy vale of sweat and bruises, as some blood dripped from his mouth. He was still trapped in a nightmare.
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Post by bgjths on Mar 29, 2009 8:40:47 GMT -5
Vezeel and Christopher had found Danna on his desk. Fast asleep and screaming like he was being killed.
Vezeel scratched her head. "Should we try dumping water on him?" She asked. Not sure if it was going to work or not.
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Post by DarkStorm on Mar 29, 2009 20:27:04 GMT -5
"Got a bucket?" He asked. Christopher looked around, but found none. "Guess this will have to work," he said as he grabbed Danna by the shoulders and proceeded to shake him. "Wake up, Danna! It's just a dream. It can't hurt you!"
Of course, Christopher didn't quite believe this, but his words were meant to be reassuring, not truthful.
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Post by phantomgirl113 on Mar 30, 2009 10:11:54 GMT -5
He could felt someone shake, forcefully pulling him out of the nightmare in which he was trapped. He was now safe, but he felt like he had been drained of energy.
"A dream," he asked weakly as his eyes fluttery open. He was even more tired then he was before he went to sleep, but he dared not drift back off. so instead he fell into Christopher, the other could felt every sake of his tired muscles and weak body.
"It happen ain't it," he whispered in to Christopher's ear, his voice almost nonexistent "don't lie please don't."
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Post by bgjths on Mar 31, 2009 14:05:16 GMT -5
Vezeel raised an eyebrow at their strange behavior. This was getting too strange for words.
"If you two are done hugging." She started "We should probably get back to the mission we were doing so we don't loose our jobs."
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Post by DarkStorm on Mar 31, 2009 21:20:00 GMT -5
"Ah," Christopher stood, rigidly holding up every weak muscle that was Danna. He felt sweat trickle down his back.
"It's... real?" his eyes widened. He shook his head. "No," he slung Danna's arm around his neck and pulled the other teenager into a standing position. He laughed, but it was strained.
"Come on," he said, "come on." He turned his head an glared at Vezeel. "Not a hug!" he mouthed to her.
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Post by phantomgirl113 on Apr 1, 2009 10:57:58 GMT -5
Danna let Christopher guide him down the hall; he was barely able to stay up right. It odd, Danna had never felt so tried in his life but his scene of awareness was the sharpness it had even been in his life. He sworn that he could hear the blood flow in not just his but Christopher’s body as well.
“If ya can’t carry me ya can drag me,” he said quietly, “don’t think I’ll make it back to Cyclonia.”
Danna could feel the other teen strain under him weight, and he could also feel himself become weaker and weaker. He was becoming more and more at peace, he heard when guys where about to die they felt calm and in serenity.
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Post by bgjths on Apr 1, 2009 15:11:20 GMT -5
Vezeel rolled her eyes at the way Danna was acting.
"You're not going to die. You're just really tired and somethings been messing with our heads." Vezeel replied flatly.
"Except me for some reason." She quickly added.
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