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Post by Zombie on Aug 10, 2009 0:50:38 GMT -5
"Heyy! Get back her!"
She yelled walking after them angrily. She obviously couldn't be in there with Blood all over her. She was a mess. It was in her hair, on her face, on her shirt, and dripped on her Converse. And she wanted a piece of the jerk who did it.
Unfortunately that was when Luke went Limp. She growled and walked up to Wolverine, not caring and punched him as hard as she could in the face. Not thinking about the metal in his skeleton.
"HOLY S.H.I.T!"
She yelled loudly, her accent really showing. She growled as she looked back through the still open door to check on Jack. Just in case.
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Post by Jack on Aug 10, 2009 0:58:53 GMT -5
Jack suddenly sat bolt upright, eyes wide open. Without hesitation, he leapt off the table and jumped backward, cornering himself against the wall. He was there again. That cold dark place, those horrible people. He hyperventilated, watching chaos unfold around him. For a few moments, he had no idea who these people were. As the adrenaline thinned out, he realized what was going on. It wasn't that col, it wasn't dark He knew everyone here. He'd had another episode. He calmed his breathing, still staring at everyone like a deer in the headlights. "What the hell is going on?!"
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Post by Zombie on Aug 10, 2009 1:02:33 GMT -5
Zombie had turned her head for not over three seconds when she heard a voice. She was nursing her hand, bloody from her nose. It was throbbing and it was purple around her knuckles. She couldn't straighten her fingers, and she winced when ever she changed her grip. But she didn't think they were broken... unlike her nose.
"Turtle! Your awake."
She said happily. Her pain was in the back of her mind when she saw he was ok. She wanted to go and hug him, but knew he was skiddish, so held off standing there hoping he'd chill out. She also was smiling because she was pretty sure her nose had stopped bleeding. Which made sense because her head felt light from the lack of blood.
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Post by Wolverine on Aug 10, 2009 1:04:54 GMT -5
Logan, though uninjured, was taken aback by Zombie's blow. He followed her to the doorway, sure she might have broken her hand. He was distracted when a sudden movement caught his attention. Jack had suddenly flown across the room. "S**t." He passed Zombie and tried to approach the boy. "Jack. Are you ok? It's alright. You're safe."
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Post by Jean Grey on Aug 10, 2009 10:41:06 GMT -5
Jean joined Jack - "It's ok, just sit down. The Professor's here - everything will be fine."
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Post by Jack on Aug 10, 2009 13:32:54 GMT -5
Jack shied away when Jean and Logan got closer, but he relaxed a little at Jean's voice. His eyes darted from them to Zombie, in the doorway, who looked like she was hurt. He bit his lip, quivering, and pushed away from the wall a little. "Wh... what's happening?"
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Post by Zombie on Aug 10, 2009 13:39:51 GMT -5
Zombie moved a little. But only a few steps. Looking between Jean and Logan. In case she ended up with more broken bones.
"You had another little Freak out."
She said calmly. She had seen these things happen before. Not in the same way. But still it was the same in theory. It was pretty scary when you thought about it. But when you were living it, it was just sort of... normal.
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Post by Pearl on Aug 10, 2009 16:39:25 GMT -5
"But you're gonna be ok. We know you are," Pearl chimed in, still timid but hopeful. "We're all here for you." She smiled warmly. If kindness was the best medicine, he had at least three doces right here. Hopefully the teachers wouldn't cancel that out. Even Luke who had seemingly been the cause of some of Jack's anxieties was right here, fighting to stay and make sure he was alright. Maybe he was a good guy after all.
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Post by Jack on Aug 10, 2009 17:49:49 GMT -5
Jack backed up a little, unnerved by the crowd. He tried to stay calm, but he felt suppressed. He couldn't breathe. "Go away..." He whispered. Did they hear him? He spoke louder. "Go." He yelled. "GO AWAY!" He covered his head and fell to his knees, an orb of silvery air surrounding him.
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Post by Zombie on Aug 10, 2009 17:59:49 GMT -5
"Turtle?"
Asked Zombie worried. That looked weird, and she was pretty sure all the people was scaring him. That was the whole reason she stayed where she was. Best not corner a scared animal. It was like treating a Dog who was beat all it's life. You have to be slow and cautious.
"It's ok you know."
She spoke quietly, eyes darting around. Wasn't anyone going to go help him?
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Post by Jack on Aug 10, 2009 18:05:11 GMT -5
The bubble flickered, like a failing picture on a broken television set, but then it stayed solid. Jack looked up, still gripping his head in his hands. Her voice was far away. Turtle? What was that? He knew it, but what was it? His eyes darted around, trying to look for the answer. There were people muttering in his head. Make them stop. Make them stop! "STOP! Oh please, make it stop!" He cried, the bubble expanding slightly and becoming more opaque.
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Post by Zombie on Aug 10, 2009 18:11:51 GMT -5
Screw this if no one was gonna help. Zombie walked closer talking slowly while she did.
"Turtle. You ahve to tell us to make what stop."
She said calmy. Then for extra mesure, she repeated it in French.
"Arret Quoi?"
She asked remembering he had once spoken French, though he hadn't known it.
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Post by Pearl on Aug 10, 2009 20:56:43 GMT -5
"I think everyone but Zombie should take a step or two back," Pearl said, noticing he did feel crowded. "He knows we're here for him, but I think she can get to him. They have that bond already." She stepped back and hoped everyone took suit.
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Post by Professor X on Aug 10, 2009 22:20:48 GMT -5
The Professor nodded at the others, and backed up his chair, hoping the others would follow suit.
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Post by Jack on Aug 11, 2009 1:15:30 GMT -5
Jack squeezed his eyes shut, hearing Zombie's voice. A whisper came from somewhere near him. "Arrêtez les voix." He took a shuddering breath. "N'eux permettez pas de me tuer!" He looked up at her. Was that his voice? Why did it sound like that? Someone spoke up in his head. "Si cela échoue, nous n'aurons besoin de lui plus." A deep, commanding voice. "S'il échoue. Tuez-le." He closed his eyes. "Zombi, aidez-moi. S'il vous plaît." He cleared his throat. "Help me."
(OOC: I only took a year of French, this is from a translator, so it's probably wrong, but this is what it's supposed to say:
*"Stop the voices."
*"Don't let them kill me."
*"If this fails, we will not need him anymore."
*"If it fails. Kill him."
*"Zombie, help me. Please.")
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