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Posted: Tue Apr 21, 2009 7:14 pm
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Lilith was initially uneasy while in the air, but it didn't take her long to grow a bit fond of that feeling of weightlessness. It was like she wasn't even a part of this world and that feeling calmed her, though it was merely an illusion.
Back on the ground, Lilith stayed silent, lighter in hand, until the others needed her to do something. She looked at Karloseth becoming lost in his thoughts and noted the blood trailing down his hand. She walked over to him, grabbed his injured hand, and began cauterizing the wound. They were small, but infection couldn't be risked. And besides, dogs can smell whatever blood he leaves behind. "This will hurt a bit," she warned as she began to burn the wounds with a small, focused flame.
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Marcellus felt unease at the method of Rain's hunting. Calling animals to die just seemed so... wrong, somehow. That guy gives me the creeps. Same with that other guy. Actually, speaking of which... Marcellus scanned the group. Where is that guy? Did he get killed with the rest? Or... did he join them, like Sensai? Heck, I don't even really know half of these people... What assurance do I have that none of them will betray us? Especially the one with two medallions? No one person in the history of the Order has ever had two before. I checked. Leaving the musings for another time, Marcellus settled under a tree to better investigate the atlas while their was sufficient light. Skimming the maps, he found their area. So, let's see... We're here now... and we will need supplies, but the nearest towns may have already been taken over by whoever attacked us. But they shouldn't be searching in the public just yet, since they are probably still cleaning up the compound. Which reminds me that I forgot my gun... Too dangerous to go back and get it, so I'll just have to make do. Kind of wish I'd gone through more anatomy books so I could more easily neutralize people without killing them. Especially since we don't have a reason for their attack yet. It could be like what happened to Tokk, since those without training are usually more susceptible to outside control... Marcellus looked over the group again, then whispered to himself, "Now, who can I trust...?"
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Karloseth grunted in recognition. "It's fine. Thanks though." He inspected the glove he had taken off, for lack of a better thing to do. He was a melee fighter, nothing more. He couldn't hunt, make shelter... nothing. Scanning the group, he noticed the same thing that Marcellus had noticed. "Wait a second... WHERE THE HELL IS REYIX!? Gorramit, we didn't leave him there, did we!?" Karloseth proceeded to check the Medallion Wielders around him, and sure enough, they were short one person. Reyix. "Grrr... That guy is way too quiet. At least Marcellus has SOME form of contact with us, but damn... Tokk! You and Connell come with me. Everyone else will wait here. The fewer of us there are, the stealthier we can be. Tori, we are probably going to have to make use of your medallion before we go. We need to sneak in and look around for Reyix." Karloseth put his glove back on and said "Tokk, Connell. You ready to go? I won't make you go if you don't want to, but... I could use the help."
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Reyix awoke in a small room. He stood up, winced, and reached his hand towards the back of his head. He felt a big bump on the back of his head. "What the hell happened?" he thought.
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