Thrust For Blood; Hunt For Glory; Search For the Black Rose

"7.8.17.8.4" Gumi said to James. "Poor you!"

 

James gulped. He didn't want to know how long he had left to live. This terrified him even more. No... He wouldn't go down that easily, he would fight with all his strength and might, he had to. However he did sort of wander what kind of death he would have. No, stop thinking about that, he told himself.

 

"Wanna know what it means? Its REALLY simple to understand." Gumi smiled.

 

"What do my numbers mean?" He asked, butting in. "Remember you told me my numbers before?"​

 

"Uh, no, not really." James said anxiously. From the fact that Gumi had said 'poor you', he could obviously determine he didn't have much time left to live. He started digging in to his pockets for no reason. Oh well, might as well have all the fun he could while he was still here.

 

"No i didn't. I just said they were interesting!" Gumi frowned at him. "4.5.89.5.4" She said. "April 5th, 89 years later, 5 weeks and 4 days."

"Okay then. BUT, if you're starting a family, make it soon so you get to see your children grow up." Gumi smiled at him.

 

From what Gumi had told Alex, it seemed to be the case that the middle number was the number of years you had left to live, 17. Well, that was long enough to have all the fun you wanted anyway. He slightly felt better, but that still didn't help that he had the lowest lifespan of the people here. He began to feel that he shouldn't have come here.

 

Lelouch frowned. "Gumi, thats enough."
Gumi blinked then nodded. "Yes Master Lelouch."
Lelouch looked around at everyone. "Yes, you might be interested about how long you have left to live. But thats not the case here."

 

"Oh don't worry. Wasn't interested anyway." James said thankful that Lelouch had interrupted them before Gumi could go any further in making James look embarrassed. Well, he already was but he didn't need anymore. The number 17 would probably start haunting him every where he went soon.

 

OCC: Where are the Chosen Ones At?
Darten: Watched at The Inferno he made at the Lab and Threw the Henchmen $100 Bills about Suitcase Full of them.

 

OOC: At Lelouch's study in his manor.​

 

Darten Saw a Manor From the Town, He Saw a Survivor in Town. Captured the Survivor he Reluctantly Agreed to Place Bombs inside the Manor he would gain the Town's Land and Rebuild for Treaty, But Darten was going to kill him anyway as he watched the Survivor Run towards the Manor.

 

Neal nodded at Gumi. "Nice to meet you too."

 

Ryoku jumped in front of Dartens view of the manor and chuckled but then looked out at the town and the amusement was wiped off his face "oh my god..."

The blood was horrible-Ryokus one great phobia

He took a deep dark breath "you will pay" he said as he took a tighter grip of he hilt of his blade

 

"Oh...are you sure you couldn't tell me? I'd like to know how much longer I have," Flynn said, smiling at Gumi. "I hope it isn't too long. I don't want to be an old man."

 

Gumi looked at Flynn, grinning. "Well, you're gonna be lucky at that wish. 4.7.5.7.8." She said.

 

"Hmm...so, in human numbers, that would be...?" He trailed off, looking at Gumi curiously.

 

"I think that would be 5 years." James said to Flynn.

 

"Hmm...April 7th, 5 years from now, 7 weeks and 8 days?" He chuckled. "I think there's a bit of a flaw. A week has 7 days. So wouldn't it be 8 weeks and one day?" he asked curiously, then shrugged. "Doesn't matter...five years gives me enough time to have some fun before my time runs out."

 

"Exactly. Glad I'm not the only one who has has a early death." James said smiling. He started to make a plan in his mind of what he would do for the next 17 years, besides protecting the rose of course.