«We Could Be Legends»

Toby tried to move away from her, but he was against the wall. "Uuhh-" he mumbled as she started freezing his wound. He blinked away the black spots and leaned his head against the the wall. He closed his eyes as a wave of nausea washed over him. "Y-y-you don't h-have to do this." Toby mumbled. Everything hurt. Where she froze his wound he was numb, but where the ice stopped it burned. He felt like he was going to throw up. Please don't throw up on her, don't throw up. He took a few deep breathes, and felt his chest aching. "Charlie's gonna kill me. And then he's going to arrest me. If I'm lucky I'll get a life sentence in prison, if not I'm going to the psych ward." Toby said, barely more than a whisper.
"No one's going to put you in a psych ward, Toby, I would already be in one if they could put me in but they know they cant. So calm down ok?" Misty murmured
 
"No one's going to put you in a psych ward, Toby, I would already be in one if they could put me in but they know they cant. So calm down ok?" Misty murmured

"Don't say that, they have before they can do it again. Why would you need to go in? You seem relatively normal." Toby choked out.
 
"Don't say that, they have before they can do it again. Why would you need to go in? You seem relatively normal." Toby choked out.
"HA! You kidding? You saw what I did to those guards, and you know what I tried to do to you." Misty's face darkened
"I should have been in a psych ward long ago... People on this dimension dont tolerate people with my kind of personality, ya know. Glass half empty kind people. Plain, psychopathic people. Mm... Thats me alright."
 
Toby reached into his backpack & pulled something out. He grabbed it and put them in his eyes. When he looked up he had blue eyes. "Colored contacts. I look human with these on. I'm also an adult, so…" he shrugged. "Think it could work?"
"I dunno, I swear they saw your face before. I can't use my powers without my eyes though, I'll pass," Indigo said.
Misty nodded "we're ready." The moment she heart his doubt she whipped around and looked him in the eyes. "Do not doubt, even if the plan fails they'll have two werewolves to fight and get around if they want to touch any of you." She smiles, "so dont worry."
"Except you can't shift here. There's an antishift."
"You two, stop! Get threw the door, I'm not holding it open for your butts much longer, Wolfram and Sherri!" Lachlan said.
Sherri slid through fearfully.
Toby saw someone aim a gun at Misty's turned back. As the person shot at her, Toby jumped in front. The bullet hit him in the stomach. He stumbled backwards, clutching at his stomach. He killed the person who shot him, and looked around. Nobody noticed he was hurt, luckily. His black sweater hid the blood. Surprisingly, it didn't hurt as much as he would have thought.

Indigo had been quiet the whole time, acting leader of the group, mumbling explanation to the members of the Pure as they questioned her. This relative peace wouldn't last long though. There was, after all, a whole alarm and stuff.

As she saw Toby shot, she screamed. But she had seen this before.
And so she fought.
(Anyways gtg again.)
 
"HA! You kidding? You saw what I did to those guards, and you know what I tried to do to you." Misty's face darkened
"I should have been in a psych ward long ago... People on this dimension dont tolerate people with my kind of personality, ya know. Glass half empty kind people. Plain, psychopathic people. Mm... Thats me alright."

"That's not a good enough excuse. You just have a weird personality. Schizophrenia and bipolar on the other hand, that can get you in." Toby said. He stood up and leaned against the wall for support. "We need to go. Now." He held is gun out and shot another person. He stumbled towards him and grabbed his gun. His hands were shaking from the amount of blood he lost. He felt dizzy and his vision was blurred. "Guys come-" he tried to yell at the others, but he started coughing. "Guys come on." He said quieter than he would've liked. He nudged Zion. "Help me get the others, we need to go."
 
Face a furious bright red, Bleddyn glared daggers at Sherri. "Shut up right now or I'll do it for you," she hissed under her breath as Wolfram shifted and crept after the keyholder. Does she not realize both of them are literally right there? Lachlan still stood with hands loosely gripping the bars, but it didn't seem he'd tuned into their massively one-sided blabbering. Did I actually think she meant him for a second?
As Wolfram reappeared with a muzzle-full of keys, Bleddyn looked everywhere but at him, before she realized how stupidly obvious she was being. Sherri's just being one of those blonde sapheads who madly ship everything that breathes mutual air. Drop it Dyn. "Only 24 hours," she muttered fiercely, aloud, without realizing it.
I ship Lachdyn
Wolfram glared at Sherri.Just leave us alone, will you? I'm not weak. "Just like we'll never talk about the fact I brought you back to your house from the park."He gave her a slightly cheeky grin, feeling the slightest bit of amusement. But he looked up, footsteps clattering in the nearby halls. Panic shot through him."Bleddyn, We don't have time for this."He turned back to her."You can just barely walk, even with us helping you."He knew very well she would fire up at his next sentence."Dont rip my head off, but just let me carry you out of here, or we are all going to die."
How is carrying her going to go any faster
Wolfram felt his pockets, his eyes widened."Um Lachlan.....Lets just run."
Yus, inded, better idea
Wolfram put a hand on saw her shoulder, holding her still. There was fiery frustration in his eyes."Bleddyn, I am not leaving you here. It's all or no one for me. I'm not leaving you to die. Don't kill me."He grabbed her, in a quick movement picking her up off her feet, holding her tightly."Dont...Struggle!"He hissed.
Wolfram looked at her, letting out a growl."I don't care. I'm not letting you die, Bleddyn. I care to much to let that happen."Before she could speak, he looked over at Lachlan."Lets go, now, before we get killed."
Kid stop forcing it, she hates your entrails
Bleddyn twisted her nails into his wrist that she gripped with her right hand. "Try me, Dog-Boy. But you've still got a hold on me, I'll give you that." She gave one of her customary nonchalant shrugs, in turn elbowing him hard in the ribs. "And, second, you've got to be 6 feet tall or something ridiculous."
Dyn in my favorite character in this whole thing
Fred the overaged and underpaid guard stared at Indigo. This woman was the most gorgeous piece of skin he'd ever seen. He felt as if transfixed by a mirage, all other senses failing aside from his eyes- especially his brain, which seemed to be swamped with some sort of viscous liquid about to swallow him alive. Which, surprisingly, he'd be okay with at the moment. "Erm, what is it, madame?"
Nvm Fred's my favorite
Wolfram jerked out of his thoughts, pain flaring through his face. He swore louder then his should have, glaring at her."There was no need for that!"He snapped. Actually there was, idiot... "Sorry..."He muttered, realizing how harshly he had spoken to her."Didn't mean to yell at you."
D o y o u t h i n k s h e c a r e s i f y o u y e l l o r n o t
Wolfram whipped his head around to look at her, His pupils narrowed."No one is going to die, Do you hear me?"He hissed."Not if I can help it anyway."He set her down for a minute, maybe it would shut her up, and keep them hidden."Keep still, will you? Dont go any-"His words where cut off when a masked man burst around the corner, holding a knife. The male made a attempt to go for Bleddyn, but before the knife could hit her, Wolfram shoved in front of her, the tip of the knife digging into his flesh. Agony ripped through his arm, but he could ignore it...if he tried hard enough. He pushed the masked person against the wall, arms trembling on both of them, the knife still in the guards hand. Wolfram clenched his teeth, holding the male against the wall as best he could, blood dripping onto the ground.
Why do these people have so many knives
Guns are way less messy
(Because knives are more convenient then guns for a fantasy Roleplay
Deal with it)

NOT AS EFFECTIVE THO
With the help of another considerate wall, Bleddyn heaved herself up with alacrity, leg infirmity forced subordinate, and surged up alongside Wolfram. She took one look at the both of them at a trembling impasse and reached for the guard's shaking hand. She pulled the defiant fist up slightly, then slammed it down hard and ripped the displaced knife from his grasp. Not giving the masked man's audible gasp of pain a lick of attention, she coldly observed the knife and turned it over a few times. Wolfram's stolen blood leaked into the rivets of her palm. His blood is on my hands.
.....
Why am I finding that funny?

She tossed one callous glance at Wolfram before worming her way beneath their arms and plunging the blade hard up into their attacker's heaving chest cavity.

I ship Knifedyn
 
"That's not a good enough excuse. You just have a weird personality. Schizophrenia and bipolar on the other hand, that can get you in." Toby said. He stood up and leaned against the wall for support. "We need to go. Now." He held is gun out and shot another person. He stumbled towards him and grabbed his gun. His hands were shaking from the amount of blood he lost. He felt dizzy and his vision was blurred. "Guys come-" he tried to yell at the others, but he started coughing. "Guys come on." He said quieter than he would've liked. He nudged Zion. "Help me get the others, we need to go."
Indigo Alan held Toby up from his stumble to keep him from his fall. She happened to have a tazer and only just now started zapping people with it. It was pretty powerful, so they fell unconscious. "No matter how dangerous it is, the Multitude takes prisoners, not the dead," she muttered.
She ran for the prisoners. "Run, I'll hold them back. I'm no fighter but I have weapons," she said, tazing another person. Instead of transfixed on her, the men now wanted to kill her with the rest, maybe their loath for her was more for her trickery.
 
Indigo Alan held Toby up from his stumble to keep him from his fall. She happened to have a tazer and only just now started zapping people with it. It was pretty powerful, so they fell unconscious. "No matter how dangerous it is, the Multitude takes prisoners, not the dead," she muttered.
She ran for the prisoners. "Run, I'll hold them back. I'm no fighter but I have weapons," she said, tazing another person. Instead of transfixed on her, the men now wanted to kill her with the rest, maybe their loath for her was more for her trickery.

"I'm fine." Toby mumbled when she helped him from falling. He stopped and looked at her. "That's going to be a lot of prisoners. Do you not see how many people there are? They keep coming."
 
River, who had run out of bullets, was now taking men with knives on, sinking her fangs into the flesh of any guard who dared come near her. The metallic and salty taste of blood had seemed like a distant memory until now, but diffidently was nothing new. She took another guard down, for good. She lept at another man, biting deep into his side, but quickly jumped back, racing over to Toby, giving several barks to summon the rest to run. Toby was shot, Bleddyn and Wolfram stabbed, Delilah unconscious, they needed to leave-- before someone actually died.
 
River, who had run out of bullets, was now taking men with knives on, sinking her fangs into the flesh of any guard who dared come near her. The metallic and salty taste of blood had seemed like a distant memory until now, but diffidently was nothing new. She took another guard down, for good. She lept at another man, biting deep into his side, but quickly jumped back, racing over to Toby, giving several barks to summon the rest to run. Toby was shot, Bleddyn and Wolfram stabbed, Delilah unconscious, they needed to leave-- before someone actually died.

Toby glanced at River who just ran up to him. He shot a few more guards. Why isn't everyone leaving? He thought. He shot more guards, and then tossed his gun aside when it ran out of bullets. Toby pulled out his knife and started stabbing a guard. "You're the kid who stabbed me yesterday!" The guard growled. Toby slashed his throat, and the guard fell down.
 

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