@ember-chan-will-never-forget-you
eeee i love him
eeee i love him
eeee i love him
Do you mean Felix lol
eeee i love him
Do you mean Felix lol
yasssssssss
(hiii…is this still open? If not that's fine. :)
eeee i love him
Do you mean Felix lol
yasssssssss
Well thanks! He’s kinda based of one of my characters from a story I’m writing… I just had to change him a bit since there he isn’t supernatural/genetically mutated in that story.
(wooooah that's coooool! and yes @Spider-man you may!)
I didn’t know Sweden was that cool lol but thanks
(boing)
(I'll post a starter soon, so bear with me…)
Aza was hunched over in the corner, pulling gadgets out of her newly acquired toolbelt, poring over what seemed to be a dead body. The cadaver laid listlessly, arms sprawled out, eyes blank. Aza pulled out a scalpel and cut methodically along the eye socket of the body, pulling gently. Eventually, the eye popped out with a sickening noise and she put the sphere in a test tube type object. She rose into a crouch, continuing to collect samples from the body.
From her hiding place behind a number of old boxes, Elizia watched the girl take out the poor guy's eye. But she wasn't looking at her deeds.
She was looking at her gear. A new-looking toolbelt and medical equipment with it. Stuff that'd be handy on the run. Elizia's jacket was too bulky for running quickly, though it made great storage. She needed an alternative.
So to get what you want, you get what you need to take it.
The pistol felt unfamiliar in her hand, but she knew well enough how to use it. As a mechanist, she'd taken weapon's training. Still, it wasn't quite what she was used to.
With slow deliberate steps, crept out from her hiding spot and stalked towards the girl as she worked.
(I know this is future, but I should ask to be sure, are laser weapons in widespread use or no?)
(Yeah)
"I can hear you," Aza said, not bothering to look behind her. The compass at her side spun wildly. "I also know you're holding a gun. It'd be in your best interest to put it down. I have very good aim." She waved her scalpel.
Elizia cursed and forced energy through her gun, her energy wings being willed into being by the spike in energy coursing through her body. The gun began to glow a violent pink. She felt herself shake as she stood with the weapon trained on the girl's back.
"I think I'll chance a slash wound for a chance to put a laser-cannon-sized hole through your stomach. Not what I want to do, but I will. Lose the belt, and we can both walk away happy and alive."
Just give it up, just give it up, just give it up….
Felix ran through the corridors of the lab. God, he hated this place. He passed what seemed to be a room for operating, and he stopped. He walked into the room and took a quick look around. There were a lot of scalpels, but he didn’t need that. His armyknife was enough. What more… a syringe! He grabbed it quickly and put it in the backpack that he had stolen from one of the now dead security guards. He didn’t know what the syringe contained, but he assumed that he would find out soon enough. Felix looked through the cabinets on the wall. Small containers filled with pills. He grabbed a bunch and threw them into his backpack as well. He set a note-to-self to check what kind of pills they were later, but he had no time for that now.
In one of the cabinets he found a bag of blood. He wrinkled his nose in disgust, but threw it into his backpack anyways. Maybe he would get use for it later. He didn’t know.
Felix pulled the zipper on his backpack and closed it. He took one last look around as he stepped out of the room and started running again. He wanted to get out if here as soon as possible.
Mar ran, tears streaming down her face. She hastily grabbed anything she could that could help her survive. She choked out a sob. Had she really killed them? It was all a blur.
Felix stopped quickly to look around a corner. No one was there. Still, he heard a sobbing. He really hoped it wasn’t a guard. He didn’t feel like killing any more people today. Five guards and two scientists was enough. He pushed back his dark hair. He didn’t have time to be careful. He just wanted to get out of here.
Elizia cursed and forced energy through her gun, her energy wings being willed into being by the spike in energy coursing through her body. The gun began to glow a violent pink. She felt herself shake as she stood with the weapon trained on the girl's back.
"I think I'll chance a slash wound for a chance to put a laser-cannon-sized hole through your stomach. Not what I want to do, but I will. Lose the belt, and we can both walk away happy and alive."
Just give it up, just give it up, just give it up….
Aza snorted and stood up. Twisting to face the girl she waved the bloody scalpel. "It won't only be a slash wound."
Felix suddenly froze. A few meters in front of him stood two girls. One pointed a gun at the other, and as soon as he saw them he knew that he really didn’t want to get involved. He swallowed slowly and tried to be as quiet as possible. With his dark leather jacket it wasn’t hard to merge into the shadows, but his red converse still stood out a bit. He hoped that they wouldn’t see him. As he watched them argue about something he stuck his hand into his pocket, slowly grabbing the army knife.
"And you," Aza said, vaguely waving in the boy's direction and looking down at her compass. "What's your deal, huh? Is everyone after the sadistic teen with the tool belt?" she asked in her soft accent.
Mar stumbled around, tears burring her eyesight. She nearly dropped all of her supplies as she ran. Suddenly, she came to an area with three other people. She whimpered and tried to back away without them seeing her.
Aza laughed a little. "Well, well, well. Another little miss. Everyone really is looking for the sadistic teen with the tool belt, aren't they!"
"N-no! I-I'm sorry…" Mar tried to wipe her tears away, and did drop her supplies. She hastily bent down to pick them up again.
Aza twirled the scalpel around her fingers. "No need to be scared, love. I ain't gonna hurt anybody if they don't hurt me."
(Is it okay to swear?)
”Look, I just want to get out of here.” Felix made sure to make no sudden movements. He kept his eyes on the girl with the scalpel, carefully observing her every move. ”I have no interest whatsoever in stealing any of your stuff, okay? I just want to get out of this building, cause it’s sick. All of it is sick. How they treated us, what they did to us… all of it. I just want to leave.” He honestly didn’t care what happened to the others. He didn’t want any companions. Felix was fine on his own, and he had always been that way.
Mar held her supplies tightly to her chest. Her large eyes stared frightfully at everyone in the room.
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