lolz Because I changed the rules XD Let's put it this way: "once upon a time.... and they ALL lived happily ever after without ANYone dying. the...
Eva pulled against Sepa. "No, wait! Uncle Thomas, what's going on?"
"Hm," Angel looked around. "Oh!" She exclaimed, pointing to a Chinese resturant. "There!" She decided, memories of her father confirming the choice.
Agreed... we should recruit people! :D
"It's just what I find easiet," Rukia replied. "If you can find another way that helps you, go with it. But always remember: DON'T over-analyze anything. Things aren't always what they seem; the Uchihas know that best, seeing as we're genjutsu users. Now, go ahead and try once more."
I'm not worthy! *o* I don't think I can take on Trinity's persona; she's too awesome for me DX
"We don't to stray too far," Angel cautioned Advent. "Your sword-thing is back at the inn."
Eva's jaw dropped for a moment, but she quickly composed herself. "Um... is there a simpler version?"
you no like glomps? =(
Hannah opened the door for Michael and Carl. "Is your hand okay, Michael?" Michael laid Beatrice on the bed as soon as they were in the room. He propped up her head with both pillows. "Yeah," Michael replied to Hannah. He used his good hand to forced the remaining out of place bones back into order. "It'll be fine."
"I want answers then," Eva said. "Before... you mentioned a 'matrix.' What is it?"
yay! :glomp:
"That deal," Vlad began. "I cannot promise that I will able to fufil it if things do not go according to plan."
Sorry, I can never tell when you're on or not DX
"You won't be there," Angel murmured. "Just... forget I said anything. I don't want to talk about the future."
Rukia nodded back. "Think of it this way: You're on a mission and you're outnumbered. You teammates are either unconscious or captured. If you look at your enemies and over-analyze the situation, you won't perform to your best ability. Take it easy, be calm, and do what your body thinks is right. Don't think of these targets as what they are, envision them to be enemies."
Hannah nodded numbly and led the way back inside. "Less movement is better," Michael murmured, scooping Beatrice into his arms. He knew Carl wanted to help, but he could hold Beatrice with less movement than Carl could. Beatrice gripped at empty air when her hand was taken from Carl's. A bigger hand replaced his and she felt herself being cradled against someone. She held the new hand tightly, trying desperately to stay awake. She finally let herself slip under when she heard Lestat. Michael barely registered the pain of his bones cracking in his hand. He looked down at Beatrice when she sagged in his arms. "She's out," He told the others, taking his hand from Beatrice and flexing his fingers to crack the bones back into place. She's strong.
Angel forcefully slowed her pace. "That's the thing. You think just because you've helped me that I'm going to love you. It doesn't work that way. And besides... Thomas will be back."
Beatrice fell to the ground, Sorin's high pitched whinny piercing her ears. Her hands balled into fists, her nails digging into her palm. The pain blocked out everything but Sorin's franic neighing. Hannah was jarred from her paralytic state. "Bee?" She turned on her heel. "Bee?!" She bolted outside next to Michael. Michael knelt by Beatrice. The pain that showed more than clearly on her face sent waves of anger through him. He clenched his teeth and fought back the emotion. "Beatrice, can you hear me?" Beatrice opened her mouth to answer, emminating only an agonized cry of pain.
"Edward!" Michael raced after him. Hannah didn't move. What's wrong with me...? OOC: post fast; i gtg to bed DX
