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Bearbeitet von Chesh I Guess:
5/5/2016 11:24:55 PM
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[b][i]Pit Stop[/i][/b]
[b][u]The Jolly Undertaker, Docking Bay[/u][/b]
[b]Nikki settles into the comfort of her ship's sleeping quarters. She lays with the covers off, in simple white pants and a tank-top that reveals her stomach. She had nice curves, and even some muscle... But nothing overbearing to make her look like a block of muscle or the nineteenth letter of the alphabet.[/b]
https://imgur.com/a/vbfvE
[b]She sighs, taking a sip from a medical ration juice pouch. It tasted like fruit punch... Or at least it was supposed to. Modern medicine certainly made the healing process twice as fast and far less painful. Most of her wounds were gone and the ones that were left were unnoticeable. It paid to have an expensive med-bay. Her ship lay dormant in the east side of the hangar, open. She didn't have anything worth stealing, except maybe her organs, but those weren't going anywhere. Plus, she was to lazy to move from her spot and close the ramp. Her hair lay scattered amongst her white pillow, the blonde color glimmering in the light. It was good to be back, and now she could actually look for some jobs around the ship. She could use some work... But not now... Now she was just content to relax.[/b]
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=23Rb4HZSXNY
[spoiler]Closed.[/spoiler]
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[b]There was a set of light footsteps outside before a child's voice was heard, it was a male that sounded no older than 12 or 13[/b] "Hello?"
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[b]Nikki checks the remote pager next to her bed, slightly annoyed.[/b] [i]"More people..."[/i] [b]She mumbles, pressing a button on the pager and speaking into it. Her voice rings out throw two speakers close to the ramp.[/b] [i]"Yes? Who is it...?"[/i]
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Bearbeitet von Forlorn Crow: 5/2/2016 11:56:35 PM"I'm lost..." [b]The child's voice sounded weak and emotionally broken[/b]
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[i]"Okay... Uh, kid. How'd you get here...?"[/i] [b]She sounded more nervous than sympathetic. Kids didn't just end up in pirate controlled aerospace for no reason.[/b]
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"My father was leading me and my sisters around...I got lost after he got into a fight"
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[i]"Okay... Hold on."[/i] [b]She hangs up the pager, and slips out of bed. She stands up and stretches, slowly walking down to the ramp. Her long wavy pants and tank top don't seem to show much, though they signify her taste in white. Her long blonde hair falls in beautiful locks and her eyes are gentle and patient.[/b] [i]"What's up, kid?"[/i] [b]She spoke with authority and aggression despite only seeming to be a few years older.[/b]
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Bearbeitet von Forlorn Crow: 5/3/2016 10:02:22 AM[b]The child wearing a white cloak and clothing had white hair, a blue right eye and a green left eye, he seemed to have been crying for awhile[/b] A man tried cutting me for my fur
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[b]A wisp kid walks by, hearing this he wispers to the kid [/b] "[i]shhhh I know that feel bro."[/i] [b]and gives him a brief hug before trying to walk off[/b][spoiler]cuz why naht? ~(^ - ^)~[/spoiler]
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[b]The child turns around as he's walking away[/b] "You're...Wheatley?"
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[b]he has to turn on a translator to speak in English[/b] "I'm his son, he's been killed."
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"Father always said he was weird...he's going to be upset he's dead" [b]Some blood was running down the child's left side[/b]
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"Really? I honestly didn't think he cared much."
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"He cares about everyone...he just liked playing a bit aggressively with him" [b]He grabs his side and limps over with blood running between his fingers[/b] "A man tried taking my fur but he still cut me...it hurts"
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"Don't worry bro, I got you." [b]he helps Tiberius (I'm assuming) over to the wall of the hangar, near a dirty old matress and a small cooler. and cuts his jeans from the knee down, using the cloth as a bandage[/b] "That should help you. You got any Idea where your dad might be?"
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"No he got into a fight with a few priests" [b]He takes off his cloak which had a blood stain on it and keeps it pressed against his lower back[/b] "He doesn't want me walking around without being covered up....I never got your name"
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"I... Uhh.... I never got one. Wheatley died before he gave me one."
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"Don't you have a mother?" [b]He sits down and wraps something in the cloak before resting it on his lap[/b] "Daddy asked my Aunt to help name me" [b]He rubs his eyes and yawns[/b] "Maybe we could list some names and see what fits you best"
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"Nope. I was adopted... Technically. It's not uncommon for a wisp to be raised by a stranger, as we all know each other, and by the time we're like 4 we've already almost died atleast once. Kinda hard to stay Livin when there's lasers falling from the sky every five minutes.... It does make for some awesome raves though. We should really get you back to your father, I know how much he hates having his children missing..."
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"I'd rather have him find me" [b]He looks around for a few moments[/b] "And I don't want to go back out in the open again"
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Bearbeitet von Cosmic: 5/5/2016 10:13:58 PM"It's okay, I'll go with you until we find him... And if anyone tries anything, I have a few "tricks" up my sleeve." [b]a grenade rolls out of his sleeve into his hand [/b]
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[b]He smiles and laughs[/b] "Ok but can I hold your hand?"
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[b]he hesitates a moment[/b] "Uhh... Sure dude, if it makes you feel safe."
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"Thanks" [b]He stands up and hesitantly holds his hand[/b] "If you need somewhere to stay daddy will help you"
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"I-I'm fine bro, my dad was cool with you, and I don't want to displeasure you guys with our presence much more. Got any idea where he might be?" [b]he subtly starts walking toward the nearest chapel/Church/gospel... Place whatever idk xD[/b]
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"Not really but he should come soon if he smells my blood" [b]He looks at a church[/b] "I wonder why people worship a being that shows them no kindness"
