Oichi
Myrmidon
RETIRED
Posts: 127
Profession: Bard / Swordswoman
Guild: Vongola
Affinity: Light
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Post by Oichi on Feb 28, 2014 17:32:01 GMT -6
Oichi stared on as well. It was not that she did not know how to sew, she just did not trust her sewing skills with someone else's flesh. Touching someone's bleeding skin was too much for her. She preferred to simply sit back and watch and allow the people with both the experience and the stomach to do the job.
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Rogus
Thief
Arrogance is a virtue.
Posts: 178
Profession: Stealing yo' gold
Guild: SS
Affinity: Fire
OoC Alias: Gus
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Post by Rogus on Mar 1, 2014 8:40:43 GMT -6
Yeah... I chewed em'... Don't know if its a good idea to let her do this... He'd give the young girl a rather odd look. As if he were looking at the one about to kill him. Someone else, anyone else, rogus wished silently. Seriously, he'd rather have the dog try its paws at sowing him shut than the girl who nearly got him killed barely over a month ago.
Then again it seemed to be his only option. If it meant he might live, he was fine with that. Okay... Okay do it... His hand shot out to grab the nearest solid object, hopefully he'd get a rag to bite down on.
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Post by Ryuzaki on Mar 1, 2014 21:46:37 GMT -6
"Hey. You, there... I promise you, that if you try anything funny, it'll be the last thing you try," Ryuzaki deliberately said. His face set in an eerily stony and solemn glare, he moved his hand threateningly to his sword. "Don't think I've forgotten. I'd like to forgive and forget, but there IS honor among thieves. Kill him, and I'll kill you. If anyone wants to kill me, then, I'll be more than happy to oblige. You have been warned."
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Kyle
Nomad
Why must people ruin my jobs?
Posts: 148
Profession: Hired bow.
Affiliation: None
Guild: Yes
Affinity: Wind
OoC Alias: E
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Post by Kyle on Mar 1, 2014 23:36:44 GMT -6
Thank the lords, or whoever, that someone else knew how to sew. It was the girl that fought with the sword. It was a good thing that she knew how to sew as if Kyle did it it might not turn out well. With him being used to sewing leather in all instead of human flesh. But before Kyle could leave her to her work she asked for him to hold the man down, and as if to cement the fact the man grabbed his forearm, probably bracing for the pain that is a needle in the neck, or maybe because that was the closest solid object. Great. Hopefully the herb he gave him earlier would numb him enough to the point that he didn't have to squeeze so hard. One could only be so lucky. Then the boisterous man came over and threatened to kill the girl if she did anything, she was helping to save his friend's life; he should be thanking her. If someone threatened Kyle like that he would have probably just walked away from the man that needed medical help. Threatening a girl much younger than him, and in font of everyone! That was another mark in Kyle's book. If that man acted on that threat he would not live till the next morning, Kyle would make sure of that, groups shouldn't be killing each other but if one started it it needed to end somehow.
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Rogus
Thief
Arrogance is a virtue.
Posts: 178
Profession: Stealing yo' gold
Guild: SS
Affinity: Fire
OoC Alias: Gus
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Post by Rogus on Mar 1, 2014 23:48:49 GMT -6
Near... shut up...
Rogus weezed and looked toward the arm he had just grabbed. It was the kid's... Kyle was it? Didn't matter, his mind raced a mile a second at all the possibilities of the "surgery". Unfortunately for him the surgeon was a teenage girl that probably had a grudge against him. Rogus's eyes darted toward her and he gave a curt nod, his teeth clenched, his eyes portraying a great amount of distrust and thankfulness in equally high sums. Let this hurry and have the pain knock him out, he was almost getting bored of feeling the dull sting of the herbs and the immense, yet lightened, pain of his wounds.
Come on girl... Do it! He'd shout the last part fairly loudly, and his breathing grew erratic as he waited for the needle to sew his skin shut.
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Ingrid
Novice
I like better roads to frontiers, dogs to collars and soup to potatoes
Posts: 62
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Post by Ingrid on Mar 2, 2014 0:22:04 GMT -6
Ingrid left out a deep breathe and proceeded to carefully stitch the wound. It didn't took her more than a couple of seconds to fix Rogus up.
Very well. just don't bang your head or it'll open and you'll bleed to death or something like that.- She then turned back to Ryuzaki.- Don't you dare threat me again. Regardless of what we think of each other, we are on the same team now. so if you don't trust me, you can leave now!
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Post by The Madness on Mar 2, 2014 5:52:11 GMT -6
"Shut up back there. If someone is leaving, it only happens if I fire them. For now, NOBODY is leaving under your orders, Ingrid. Now, is he done, and can we leave? We have a small village on the way where we can resupply." Oleg frowned as he stared onto the crew, letting out an annoyed grunt as he kept on staring at them.
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Oichi
Myrmidon
RETIRED
Posts: 127
Profession: Bard / Swordswoman
Guild: Vongola
Affinity: Light
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Post by Oichi on Mar 2, 2014 17:58:43 GMT -6
Oichi agreed with Ingrid in her words. she did not like the fact that Near threaten to hurt Ingrid. Ingrid was only helping and she did not volunteer for it. Oichi looked at Ingrid with a an expression of sympathy. She wanted to show that she agreed with her ,but she did not want to contradict her father. However that did not mean she could not talk to him. Oichi moved her horse to where Oleg was.
"Father", spoke Oichi in a soft tone. "Don't you think you are being a bit harsh on Ingrid. Near did threaten to kill her. I don't think her reaction was out of the ordinary." Oichi made sure that no one else could hear her talk. She did not want anyone else to hear their conversation. Oleg had to lead with authority and his daughter question him was not a good image.
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Post by Ryuzaki on Mar 2, 2014 20:53:20 GMT -6
Once the job was complete, Ryu got up from his crouch and jumped off the wagon, walking a good ways away. He hated that girl. Hated her. She was a Sacaean, yet she'd betray him? What a pile of trash. Idly, he pulled out the book, and paged through it, sniffing the pages and mumbling the words as he tried to calm down. He didn't care if anyone came after him to off him; frankly, he probably deserved it. But that girl rubbed him the wrong way. She knew NOTHING about him. He needed to clear this up, or he probably would end up leaving or doing something stupid. But there was no way to talk to her. After all, nobody would let him speak alone with her... They probably all hated him anyway. He looked like a vengeful lunatic, to be honest.
"Damn," he muttered.
Putting the book away, Ryu stared up at the sky, hoping to find some guidance in the calming peace of the natural world.
"Father... Mother... Sky... Earth... Guide my steps, and my words."
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Post by The Madness on Mar 3, 2014 8:06:16 GMT -6
"We'll handle this later... Now, we head off to that village, rest there, calm our feelings, and then finish the job." Oleg grumbled as the wagon continued to move along the road. Only second day and everyone was already angry at each other. Thank the gods and saints they were stopping and cooling their emotions soon. He was already getting tired of most of the party...
[Thread: END]
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