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Post by Steve Harmer on Aug 19, 2006 13:20:31 GMT
[shadow=red,left,300]Come here for all your Costa Inn roleplays.[/shadow]
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Post by Amnesty Lazuli on Jun 25, 2007 4:56:23 GMT
Ami intercepted Kidd as he steered for the Inn. "No, Kidd," she insisted. "Sephiroth is still around here somewhere. We can't set down in this city. Just keep her airborne for now-- and show me the way to the infirmary."
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After locking the ship into autopilot, the others had given Ami a hand in getting Vincent into a mako-charged regeneration capsule.
Meanwhile, the severed hand and limb she had salvaged lay suspended in a stasis chamber.
She had been watching over him as the capsule did its work for hours. Everyone who asked her where to go next had been met with distraught disclaimers. Eventually, she muttered something about wanting her bike back, and the others had dipped down to retrieve it, leaving her alone with Vincent.
His eyes opened to find her slumped against his capsule. Her breathing was erratic... she wasn't sleeping.
His voice came out distorted through the mako surrounding his battered body. "Ami?"
Her eyes popped open. "Vincent... How are you feeling?"
"Better." He paused. "Much better." He hesitated. "Did he... do anything to--?"
"No," she answered quickly. "Well, he smacked me around a little, but I'm fine."
He nodded. An awkward silence fell. Ami seemed to be struggling with something.
"Amnesty, what's wrong?"
She took a deep breath. "Vincent," she began, "I..." She glanced back at the stasis tube and let out an ironic chuckle. "I saved your... appendages. Not as if I think I can glue them back, but..." She glanced back at him to find him just staring at her. She hung her head. "Vincent, I'm sorry. This is all my fault--"
"Don't say that."
"If I'd been back sooner, this wouldn't have happened to you. You almost got died risking your neck for me."
"Ami. Look at me."
Reluctantly, she did.
"You did come back. And I didn't die." He stared steadily into her eyes. "You came back."
She looked back and cracked a tiny smile. "Someone had to."
He let his head lay back again and closed his eyes. "Ami, I need to confess something, in case you didn't already know. Don't take it the wrong way..."
She waited expectantly. "Go on."
"You're STILL a mess."
She looked at her clothes, shredded and covered in blood. Her hair was matted with it. She grinned wryly. "Yeah. Allow me to correct that."
She walked off to the cargo bay to retrieve her stuff from her cycle, so she could get a fresh change--
Her hand stopped on the way to her knapsack. The safe deposit box Vincent had left...
****
She exited the latrine and almost immediately bumped into the boys. "Hey. Look, I'm sorry I've been a little weirded out since the battle-- I kinda went into shell-shock. But I really want to thank you guys for bailing me out back there. If not for that, I..."
She realized they were staring. And they had every right.
She had cut her hair short to get rid of the blood, to a tousled chin length. She had appropriated Vincent's old Turk uniform, rolling up the sleeves and pant legs.
In short, she was a dead ringer for him at her age.
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Post by Sin on Jun 25, 2007 5:21:12 GMT
Sin continued to crawl up the metal growling. He reached a door and ripped it off, going inside. By this time, he had grown into a feral state. He growled and crawled through the ship sniffing around, finally roaring and running through looking for something to kill.
'Sin fell to his knees, trying to rise. This demon was winning, and he was too tired to get up. He struggled to rise and continue to fight.'
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Post by Amnesty Lazuli on Jun 25, 2007 5:25:49 GMT
Amnesty peered past the others, spotting Sin on the floor. "Who's this spaz?"
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Post by Sin on Jun 25, 2007 5:36:21 GMT
Sin shook his head, turning more demon. His feet grew clawed and he ran up the wall, crawling across the ceiling. He roared and attacked the nearest person he could hear, Amnesty.
'Sin lifted his sword fending off another blow and staggering. He stopped panting, and tried to stay alive.. He was bleeding from scratches all over the place now.'
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Post by Amnesty Lazuli on Jun 25, 2007 5:43:15 GMT
Ami fell back and held up her sheathed gauntlets in a defense position, backing way into the latrine again. She spotted something-- Vincent's old EMR. It probably hadn't seen a recharge for thirty years, but she decided to give it a chance. She didn't exactly have time to roll up her sleeves, and didn't feel like ruining another jacket.
She grabbed the EMR and swung it at Sin's head, swinging with all her might to connect. It activated with a zap, a crackle, and a whiff of ozone. Sheesh, this thing is heavy... I've got to get out of these close quarters, fast!
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Post by Sin on Jun 25, 2007 5:48:05 GMT
The EMR hit full force, sending Sin flying back. He hit the ground and skiid, slowly reverting bak, severly cut up and bleeding heavily all over. He opened his eyes, blood pouring from his skull. He said something before passing out.
"Thanks.... you got him good."
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Post by Kidd Strife on Jun 25, 2007 5:48:48 GMT
Kidd was stretchign as he had come from piloting the ship. He open his eyes only to see a demonic Sin. "Hit him in the head, it will help revert him!" Kidd stuck his right leg forward then brought it up knee bent heel touching the ground. He tore of some hanging cloth on his shirt wrapping it around his hands. He pitined to hi then beckoned with one finger. Then he fell over napping.
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Post by Amnesty Lazuli on Jun 25, 2007 5:58:46 GMT
Ami stared at Sin's inert body. "Thanks for the assist, Kidd... but I think I've got it covered."
She moved towards him, rolling up her sleeves. "Who is this wiggler?" She shot out her gauntlet blades. "And should I kill him now, or later?"
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Post by Kidd Strife on Jun 25, 2007 6:03:03 GMT
Kidd jumped back up giving the wass a jumping roundhouse kick. *CLANG* Kidd bounced beack hopping up and down. "Ow ow ow! Oh that's Sin's Demon form. I think it's from his MAKo poisoning, that's why I wanted to find you. Do you think you could help him at all?"
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Post by Amnesty Lazuli on Jun 25, 2007 6:09:34 GMT
"Mako poisoning? Demon form?" Ami was thoroughly confused. "Back up a minute. I just barely met this guy before I went into battle with him. There wasn't exactly time for tidy introductions. I could use a little more information, guys."
She bent down to check him out. "And it looks like he could use some medical attention. The infirmarys occupied, but I don't see anything incredibly serious here-- mild concussion, some bad cuts. We'll need some bandages, some disinfectant, maybe some cold packs... that should do it." She stood. "Give me the 411 on the way, Kidd."
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Post by Kidd Strife on Jun 25, 2007 6:19:45 GMT
As they started walkin Kidd got to talkin. "Well I met him at the Wutai Inn, he was found unconious on the beach and the doctors had ruled it as MAKO poisoning. I had to befriend hi in his unresponsive state but ti worked... until the doctors freaked out and attacked us. That's when I first met his demon self as he went on a rampage. That's also where I reunited with Lutz, we took him down and when he reverted to his form is when we found you."
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Post by Amnesty Lazuli on Jun 25, 2007 6:38:35 GMT
"I see," Ami mused. They arrived at the infirmary, where Ami grabbed a few supplies.
Vincent stirred. "I heard noises, Ami..." He stopped short upon noticing her change of clothes.
They locked eyes.
"You look..."
She braced herself.
"You look nice, Amnesty."
She smiled. "Thanks. But I'll need it altered. You're d**n tall."
He nodded quietly. She retreated with her accoutrements and began treating Sin's wounds. "Well, I don't know what I can do about his mako poisoning. I've never dealt with that before. Even my seperation from my Jenova cells was accidental. But I'll do all I can to help him."
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Post by Kidd Strife on Jun 25, 2007 6:42:35 GMT
"Thank you. Maybe Vincent and Cloud will have some advice..." Kidd looked away then back at Ami. "Wait, did Vincent say he heard noises?"
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Post by Sin on Jun 25, 2007 6:46:25 GMT
Sin stirred half waking. His lips moved in a fevered dream, an argument seeming to happen. It was just barely audible.
'Sin... poor poor boy.... You hurt don't you? You can never win against me... just give in and you can rest...' It was the same voice that pealed into demonic laughter.
'No!...... your evil..... I would never give in..... I am me..... but I hurt so much...... just a small rest would be nice........' This was the Sin that everyone knew, the good one. It sounded weak and dying.
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