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trans_92010-11-01 02:37 pm
craaazyisland) wrote in trans_92010-11-01 02:37 pm
Entry tags:
- !location: the city,
- !plot: veronica rising,
- angie spica,
- billy cranston,
- claire redfield,
- devlin levin,
- dustin brooks,
- irma lair,
- jamie mccrimmon,
- jayne cobb,
- katara,
- leon s. kennedy,
- luis sera,
- luke skywalker,
- miku hinasaki,
- nanoha,
- negi springfield,
- queen nanashi,
- renne,
- spider-man (younger),
- steve burnside,
- tsukasa kadoya,
- wash,
- yzak jule
The Rebirth of Veronica (Phase One)
[ooc: PLOT POST IS HERE! Read it!]
He stalked through the hallways like a shadow, moving too quickly for anyone to keep a bead on him for long. There almost seemed to be a purpose in his movement as he made his way through the dark corridors of the ship, though it was impossible to tell where he was headed. Perhaps the young man whose body had been hijacked was exerting some kind of control, or perhaps Veronica was doing the driving.
Whatever the case, the Tyrant made his way to the City.
He emerged from the tunnels and into the wide open space, at last free of the cramped hallway. He took a few steps into the streets and sniffed the air, smelling human blood. He roared, a horrible and twisted noise, then headed into the streets.
She demanded they all bow to her. They were little more than prey for the Queen in the grand scale of things. These thoughts rang hollow in a primal mind, though, but he knew what he had to do.
They would all die.
He stalked through the hallways like a shadow, moving too quickly for anyone to keep a bead on him for long. There almost seemed to be a purpose in his movement as he made his way through the dark corridors of the ship, though it was impossible to tell where he was headed. Perhaps the young man whose body had been hijacked was exerting some kind of control, or perhaps Veronica was doing the driving.
Whatever the case, the Tyrant made his way to the City.
He emerged from the tunnels and into the wide open space, at last free of the cramped hallway. He took a few steps into the streets and sniffed the air, smelling human blood. He roared, a horrible and twisted noise, then headed into the streets.
She demanded they all bow to her. They were little more than prey for the Queen in the grand scale of things. These thoughts rang hollow in a primal mind, though, but he knew what he had to do.
They would all die.
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"I'm going with you." She wasn't happy with him at the moment, but she wasn't going to let him go after Steve on his own. It was a responsibility she'd taken on, and despite the fact that she wanted to hold out hope that Steve would survive, she had to remember she'd been ready to shoot him before.
She wasn't happy about it, but really, she'd only been sitting here waiting because the gun was kind of heavy and she still had a massive headache from getting thrown against a wall.
"I can't sit here, either." She glanced back at Luis, a determined look settling over her face. "When the gun's done, you think you can get it to us?"
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Then he paused and put his hand on his hip. "Don't go getting yourselves killed, you got it? Either of you. I've tried that once, it's an experience I continue to regret to this day."
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On the upside, the Linear Launcher would be nearby if he needed it. And the best way to make sure Claire didn't get into too much trouble was to keep one eye on her.
"It's not us you need to worry about," he told Luis, "but the sentiment is appreciated all the same."
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Claire managed a slight smile at Luis, adjusting the gun strap on her shoulder.
"We'll keep in touch." She shot Leon a brief look, then, before heading out the door. She didn't really want to linger, now.