《Human After All》A Role Play

[Run Wild]

Simeon got out, and kept his mouth shut. He looked around him, glaring at the old woman, who had been looking too long at him for his liking. He felt no security in this place, and asked Brooklyn "How are we going to heal from living in a mansion?"

Brooklyn struggled to guide Simeon down the long dirt driveway. "It's not just a mansio," she answered wearily, "it's a refuge I started six years ago for Mira who have been left homeless, or wounded by the war."

 

[HoodedHuntress]

Brooklyn struggled to guide Simeon down the long dirt driveway. "It's not just a mansio," she answered wearily, "it's a refuge I started six years ago for Mira who have been left homeless, or wounded by the war."

Simeon didn't answer. He wanted to be let loose and kill every single one of the Mira that he could find. But he wouldn't, because he cared for Brooklyn.

 

[Run Wild]

Simeon didn't answer. He wanted to be let loose and kill every single one of the Mira that he could find. But he wouldn't, because he cared for Brooklyn.

Brooklyn sighed with disappointment, but continued. "They'll tend to your wounds, just as they will mine. But for now I must take precautions for the safety of the many who trust in me, but after our surgeries, I promise, we can come to some sort of agreement."

 

[HoodedHuntress]

Brooklyn sighed with disappointment, but continued. "They'll tend to your wounds, just as they will mine. But for now I must take precautions for the safety of the many who trust in me, but after our surgeries, I promise, we can come to some sort of agreement."

Simeon nodded. He showed no emotion, just walked expressionless. Why was he here, in a nest full of Mira, if not to kill them? To take revenge for what they had stripped him of. His inner demons hated Brooklyn for even daring to bring him here;to strip him of his honor. He reasoned inside himself "It won't be that bad." But the look of his sister's dead face. It would never leave him.

 

[Run Wild]

Simeon nodded. He showed no emotion, just walked expressionless. Why was he here, in a nest full of Mira, if not to kill them? To take revenge for what they had stripped him of. His inner demons hated Brooklyn for even daring to bring him here;to strip him of his honor. He reasoned inside himself "It won't be that bad." But the look of his sister's dead face. It would never leave him.

Brooklyn weakly entered the house, and ordered that a room be prepared for both her and Simeon.

 

[Run Wild]

(Here you go, Gar )
Artemis woke to a weight weighing heavily on her heart; although she couldn't define whether if it was the sorrow of her father's death, or the guilt for what was said to Jaxson the day before. She quickly dressed into a casual outfit; a pair of jeans and a simple t-shirt, not taking the time to either apply makeup, or put in the blue colored contacts. Instead she eagerly left the apartment and enjoyed a walk through the center of the city. It was very early in the morning, the sun having risen only a few moments ago, so she was able to walk along the sidewalks alone except for the occasional strangers whose reason for being up so early in the morning was uncertain.

 

[HoodedHuntress]

Brooklyn weakly entered the house, and ordered that a room be prepared for both her and Simeon.

SImeon closed his eyes, containing his rage well. He looked up when it was said a room was ready.

 

[Run Wild]

SImeon closed his eyes, containing his rage well. He looked up when it was said a room was ready.

Brooklyn kept from following Simeon, unable to walk the steep staircase to the second floor. She gave orders of how Simeon would be treated as two nurses supported her from either side into an operating room. Quietly she was given a shot that soon made her falling asleep; the removal and stiching of both wounds going more smoothly then if she was awake.
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Simeon was taken upstairs by a Mira nurse and doctor. Rather than a operating room, he was lead to a room without windows, furnished only with a bed. The nurse smiled reassuringly, as the doctor locked the door and came to sedate Simeon before removing the bullet in his arm.

 

[Garjzla]

(Time skip to morning. GAR, this is for you

)
Artemis awoke with a weight weighing heavily on her heart; although she wasn't sure if it was the sorrow of her father's death, or the guilt for what she said to Jaxson the day before. She quickly dressed into a casual outfit of jeans and a t-shirt, not taking the time to either aplly makeup, or put in her colored contacts. Instead she eagerly left the apartment and enjoyed a walk through the center of the city.

Mythe stood just outside the perimeter fencing of the C.M.I. It was finally time for him to find his sister, before he was confronted by Han about it once again. His blood was boiling and his temper quickly rising. He hated this entire situation with all of his being. Wasting his time, being told what to do, accepting his sister's death, and destroying the one replica he actually does have of the person that used to be his best friend. He was an adult now, and it was quite ironic how things drastically changed. As a young boy he would have never imagined setting out to do this. That was a time in his life where he actually thought anything he cared about would survive the insane number of attacks that took place then.

He got into a black van, with the glove compartment stocked with a new drug he had made which would increase the pressure in your head to, though not deadly, insane levels that would cause bleeding and unconsciousness.

As he drove into the city he recognized so well, but felt so detached from, he pocketed some of his specially chosen drugs and parked his car to step out and do this task on foot. The fact that he was a C.M.I worker, and therefore pretty much worked for the government, he had the information on his ID and would be excused if anybody saw him attack a suspect, so there was no reason to be super careful about it.

As he walked along the cold sidewalk, and deeper into the city, he silently examined all of the human figures rushing about. This was their day-to-day life. Just going from place to place. What kind of person would want to do that, he didn't know. In his mind, they were the freaks.

Trying to walk as normally as possible, though he wasn't in public much, he stared at the ground and only glanced up in front of him every once in a while. He knew that Aya Mythe's hospital was near here, so his only goal at the moment was to find it in the core of this city.

But after a while of strolling along the sidewalk, Mythe noticed somebody that looked familiar. After a while of actually staring, and being thankful the woman was in front of him, and therefore couldn't see him, he realized who the person was...
Artemis. That little brat he wanted to kill. That woman that they all thought was so valuable. The one that escaped. Right there.

Ceasing his consistent staring, he felt the needle in his pocket and subtly followed Artemis, wanting to know just where she was going.

 

[Run Wild]

Mythe stood just outside the perimeter fencing of the C.M.I. It was finally time for him to find his sister, before he was confronted by Han about it once again. His blood was boiling and his temper quickly rising. He hated this entire situation with all of his being. Wasting his time, being told what to do, accepting his sister's death, and destroying the one replica he actually does have of the person that used to be his best friend. He was an adult now, and it was quite ironic how things drastically changed. As a young boy he would have never imagined setting out to do this. That was a time in his life where he actually thought anything he cared about would survive the insane number of attacks that took place then.

He got into a black van, with the glove compartment stocked with a new drug he had made which would increase the pressure in your head to, though not deadly, insane levels that would cause bleeding and unconsciousness.

As he drove into the city he recognized so well, but felt so detached from, he pocketed some of his specially chosen drugs and parked his car to step out and do this task on foot. The fact that he was a C.M.I worker, and therefore pretty much worked for the government, he had the information on his ID and would be excused if anybody saw him attack a suspect, so there was no reason to be super careful about it.

As he walked along the cold sidewalk, and deeper into the city, he silently examined all of the human figures rushing about. This was their day-to-day life. Just going from place to place. What kind of person would want to do that, he didn't know. In his mind, they were the freaks.

Trying to walk as normally as possible, though he wasn't in public much, he stared at the ground and only glanced up in front of him every once in a while. He knew that Aya Mythe's hospital was near here, so his only goal at the moment was to find it in the core of this city.

But after a while of strolling along the sidewalk, Mythe noticed somebody that looked familiar. After a while of actually staring, and being thankful the woman was in front of him, and therefore couldn't see him, he realized who the person was...
Artemis. That little brat he wanted to kill. That woman that they all thought was so valuable. The one that escaped. Right there.

Ceasing his consistent staring, he felt the needle in his pocket and subtly followed Artemis, wanting to know just where she was going.

Artemis walked at a steady pace that allowed her to take in all the sights the city offered. She tensed at the feeling of being watched, but that quickly subsided when she realized that people had appeared from no where during the appointed morning rush period. Not knowing the danger that followed her, Artemis continued her stroll through the city without hurrying in anyway.