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 Posted: Sun Dec 02, 2012 3:01 pm
"Dreams and love are things of the past." "Now the only thing I sleep with is my gun." Ariana "Primrose" Willow Leana  She stared at him, when he remained silent.
"I know he's probably dead." She told him bluntly. "But...I am here. Aren't I? A singer...pampered little girl...I'm still alive, and..." She gestured back to the camp. "If I can make it, a man like Derek can make it. Right? There's a small chance. It's ...its very very small. But, still. It's there." She told him, sighing. The sound of music echoed through the trees, and she turned. "It's time." She said, turning around and walking back towards the camp. She hurried and walked back to the center smiling. They'd set up a make shift stage of fold out tables and she laughed, seeing torches around the stage, lighting it up with natural light. The band was already on the stage, playing around as the people of the camp gathered around. She grabbed her guitar and jumped up onto the stage.
"Hey guys! Ready for a pick me up!" She called out loudly to the camp of people, and most of them clapped. Even Sarah was there, holding the little boy she's given birth too.
"Alright...lets do this..." She said, twirling on one leg, on her toes, almost like a ballet dancer. The bang began to play... and she eventually she began to sing.
"I don't want to be left behind...Distance was a friend of mine...catching breath in a web of lies! I've spent most of my life, riding waves and acrobat, shadow boxing the other half, learning how to react! I've spent...most of my time... catching my breath, letting it go!" She danced as the band picked up, bouncing on the stage, her hair flowing around her as danced, the song sounding reasonably good, her fingers strumming the guitar adding to the beautiful symphony music that they'd reconstructed to the old song, to make it work and sound beautiful...
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Posted: Sun Dec 02, 2012 10:03 pm
In the Emporer's name; Than that of the 9th Primarch...  Let...none...survive... Ulrik Watched them play, every one was having an amazing time there was laughing and drinking claping and hollering. he even saw silence talking to some girls. everyone was having an amazing time. exept him. The noise dulled his senses. The mixture of drinks killed his sence of smell. the only thing he could rely on was his eyes . so he started to walk away. taking car that Ariana would not see him he sliped into his tent and dawned his helmit. closing everything he was jeft to himself and his breathng. then he worked on his armor.
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Posted: Sun Dec 02, 2012 11:40 pm
"Dreams and love are things of the past." "Now the only thing I sleep with is my gun." Ariana "Primrose" Willow Leana She allowed the party to go on for two hours. She sang and performed the entire time. It was like riding a bicycle, that natural ingrained knowledge coming back so easily. The couldn't help but laugh and giggle on the stage in between songs at the odd pairings and dancing happening out on the ground. But when that two hours was up, the sky had turned dark, and she ordered everyone away.
"Go on! to bed!" She barked, as she was picked up and helped off the stage by a few of the camp men. Sage and Faith she put to bed, and they whispered and giggled to each other for a long time. When she finally threatened to sic Maria on them, they quieted down, smothering their guilty giggles, and she couldn't help but smile at them. When they finally fell asleep, their breathing steady, she went to their little air mattress, and leaned down and gave them both a little kiss on the forehead, before grabbing all of her weapons, her hand pistol, her knives, and a crossbow she'd thieved from an old weapons and hunting store, with some of its arrows.
She exited her tent, and shut it tightly so that the children were not exposed to the cold night air, and so that no one would notice she was not in there. Then she slipped from the camp, quiet as a mouse, smiling to her self. Time to hunt. Who knew that there had been wild turkeys and deer, rabbits and other animals in New York. The Genestealers left most animals alone, focusing on humans in the beginning, giving the animals all time to flee. There was a surprising amount of parks and reserves in the state of New York and in New York city itself. With a good population of animals in Central Park now -it was a good hunting place for meat for her camp of almost vegetarians. However - they never came to close to the camp. Aylaina would usually wait until night time, and slip out to the Lake, or the conservatory water to hunt. It worked out, the camp was in Sheep Meadow, after 65th street, and after the soft ball fields on the more southern side of the park.
She noted the chill in the air. Winter was coming. She'd have to move them to the Museum soon enough. Winter days were tense. The Museum The cold snow was no fit to camp out in, so they would go into the old Museum of Natural history. Out of the 7 bodies of water in Central park, The Lake was the closest, or The Pond. (Not to be mistaken for Turtle Pond). The pond was not deep enough into Central park for the wild life to feel safe from the aliens or the humans...so they had all moved north, deep into the parks.
The lake had not been exactly suitable water, they'd' had to boil, and filter (stealing the Filtering Water Pitchers was easy enough - and it had been a brilliant idea from Doctor Neil.), but now that three years had passed, the camp people had spent much time taking very good care of the park, cleaning up the lake, and taking care of their surroundings. They'd taken a new appreciation for nature once they moved out there. Most of the garbage they produced was burnable, and if it wasn't...well, they simply hauled it out, far enough from the park to where wind did not pick it back up into their green home. Most of the time it would be spit on by a Genestealer anyways...
But she shoved all these thoughts from her head as she approached the lake, after a 15 minute run, and she stopped, calming herself. She needed to kill something small enough for her to carry...big enough to feed the camp...
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Posted: Mon Dec 03, 2012 1:16 am
In the Emporer's name; Than that of the 9th Primarch... Let...none...survive... Ulrik opened his helmit to the world. and herd nothing. It had been hours sence he had closed himself from the world. they must be done he thought as he stood taking off his cloths. its time i go talk to her he thought as he donned his armor. the trip would be quick but he knew there where creatures all over the place he had in mind. and with the final bits of his wargear on he sliped out into the night leaving his rifle laying on his bed next to a note. X If you are reading this I went to go see some one very special to me and wont be back untill dawnX and with that he left the village.
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Posted: Mon Dec 03, 2012 5:40 pm
"Dreams and love are things of the past." "Now the only thing I sleep with is my gun." Ariana "Primrose" Willow Leana [writers block wins this round. gonna time skip]
The sun was rising when Ariana strolled into the camp, hauling a very fat, large and HEAVY turkey. She wasn't very far into the camp when one of the early rising men saw, and came to her aid.
"Thank you." She said, huffing a bit, wiping sweat off her forehead. "That thing was heavy." She turned. There was some water being heated, she grabbed a pitcher and filled it up, washing arms and face thoroughly.
"Make a big pot of stew with that!" She called out, smiling.
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Posted: Mon Dec 03, 2012 6:29 pm
mech-killer In the Emporer's name; Than that of the 9th Primarch... Let...none...survive...  Ulrik made it. the night had lasted less than he expected but that was not supprise. Time had flown when he steped out of the camp he had stole thrue the runes of the city quietly dodging creaters and animals alike. untill he came to a little place in the northern part of the city.there in a little patch of grass was a small little pollished stone. made of what appered to be black pearl. the same as the Creatures droped in the pearl the sice of a soft ball there was a name. Serra Bardin. "hello sweet sister" ulrik said quietly. Around the larger pearl there was piles of smaller ones and trinkets. "I told you I would be back. I hope i didnt worry you too much." he said sitting next to the pearl. For the next hour or so Ulrik just talked to the pearl telling it of his days and his new friends. After the sunn started getting high in the sky he desited it was time to get back to the camp. he stood and put his hand on the pearl " I will be back sister. dont worry about me ok" and with that he tok off back to the camp he as starting to call home .
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Posted: Tue Dec 04, 2012 5:47 am
"Dreams and love are things of the past." "Now the only thing I sleep with is my gun." Ariana "Primrose" Willow Leana [still writers block bear with me]
She was planning on taking a trip to the upper east side later. It wasn't a huge deal, she figured. But first...she needed sleep. She was exhausted. Laying down on her bed, she fell to a short sleep that would last for 4 solid hours.
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Posted: Thu Dec 06, 2012 3:54 am
In the Emporer's name; Than that of the 9th Primarch... Let...none...survive... Ulrik walked back to the camp, thinking about his sister and this new girl ariana. he realy didnt know what to think of that girl. he was so deap in thought he never even saw the Gaunt walking up behind him. as he walked back to an old hide away he sliped inside not checking behind him as he crossed the threshold it struck stabbing him in the back he spun screaming.breaking the creatures arm off in his back turning he pilled his knife and driving it into the creature head in its death spasums it drove the outher arm into Ulriks stomach as it died Growling ulrik broke the outher arm off leaving it in to hold off the blood. he started walking twards the camp. leaving a trail of blood. he walked. "Well this will be fun to explane" he giggled to himself ad he walked thrue the gates and into the camp then he started to get light headed. pulling out the one in his gut he spied little holes in the shaft leaking a clear fluwid. poison. vurulient enuff to cause .me ...and he fell unconsus from the poison.
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Posted: Thu Dec 06, 2012 6:51 am
[[would the stuff in the ruby heart save him? Cuz i'm drawing a blank. Neil can't really give him anti toxins right, cuz it'll counter act with his... augmentation right?]]
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Posted: Thu Dec 06, 2012 1:48 pm
no Give him a day he will feaver and mumble in his sleep and then he will come outa it
its more of a freek out pereod
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Posted: Thu Dec 06, 2012 6:55 pm
"Dreams and love are things of the past." "Now the only thing I sleep with is my gun." Ariana "Primrose" Willow Leana Ariana's eyes went wide as Ulrik was brought in, and rushed past her, heading towards Neil's tent. The doctor was shouting.
She ran with them, and slipped into the tent right behind him. He was put on the cot and the brutes slipped out, they were taking all the space. Neil got to work, shoving a tube of antibiotic cream in her hands.
"'Elp me clean him up. He been poisoned, dey found a Gaunt arm near him. Noting we can do but let him bleed it out as much as we dare, den stich em up." Neil told her, and Arian'a blinked away worried tears.
"He...he was poisoned? By one...of them?" She asked, as Niel began to strip the armor off of his body.
"Dat's right. Gonna have to let him bleed some, den stitch him up." Neil reiterated, and she nodded. It took a while, but after they'd let him bleed a bit, Neil cauterized and cleaned the wounds, stitching him up. Neil sighed, and went to clean himself up, shaking his head, muttering about carelessness, but Ariana stayed. She sat near him on the cot, her face pale, and worried.
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Posted: Thu Dec 06, 2012 7:15 pm
In the Emporer's name; Than that of the 9th Primarch... Let...none...survive... Ulrik dreamed a feavered dream. Battlefeald from his past flashed befor him, screams of outhers. houling faces covered in death and blood surrounded him. and thrue all of this he stood.clad in his sinthiskin he stood facing all of these horrors. then the voices stoped as if commanded they turned to a dark hole and out steped his sister. a small girl no older than 10 in a flowing wight nighty walked out . "Hello Brother" she said. "Sister, Why have you come to visit me?" he asked. "Im not the only one" she said while she motioned and smiled awound her more holes appered from them steped his old squad and commanders, famaly and lovers. more boddys than he could count then the creatures waves of them large and small. but they just stood behind the outhers. "look familear brother? this is everyone you killed" She said with a crooked smile "oh dont remember? this help?" she snaped her fingers every one of them was deformed now broken and bloody showing how they died. "Remember now sweet brother" Ulrik looked at his little sister. emotions he had bottled up for so long came rushing like a tide. "I remember" he said a single tear of blood falling from his eyes. "Good dear brother" then they charged. Ulrik did not fight back he let them swarm over him tearing at his flesh devouring his alive. but he did not scream he was being shown something. the skies darkaning over the camp. Ariana at the side of his cot watching over him. the camp over run by tyrent guard then he felt it a small pressince at the back of his night mare and he reached for it. it reached back when they touched he knew he had made a mistake every thing disapeared. only him and this unformed thig was left. *gurgling noise* "I,........am........back"*gurgling laughter* and then Ulrik truely knew fear.
The Swarm Lord had found him.
He mumbled in his sleep twitching as if someone tore at his flesh. "Sister" he said weakly. "Ariana, no.......... save ..........camp...........run" he said twitching. a bloody tear running down his face. "no" he wispered fear dripping from the word
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Posted: Thu Dec 06, 2012 8:29 pm
"Dreams and love are things of the past." "Now the only thing I sleep with is my gun." Ariana "Primrose" Willow Leana Throughout the night, Ariana sat b y his side, cooling his brow. He was fevered, and she had a pot of water by her side, using a cool rag to wipe the sweat off.
"Shh...Its okay." she told him softly. She frowned a bit, as the night wore on...she grew more worried.
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Posted: Thu Dec 06, 2012 11:51 pm
In the Emporer's name; Than that of the 9th Primarch... Let...none...survive... Ulrik awoke that morning. His eyes slowly opening. he felt weaght on him and looked over. Ariana was asleep on his shoulder. he looked around. he was in he Docs tent. he looked back at her and slowly reached his arm over and touched her hair.
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Posted: Fri Dec 07, 2012 12:43 am
"Dreams and love are things of the past." "Now the only thing I sleep with is my gun." Ariana "Primrose" Willow Leana She'd fallen asleep when the sun began to rise, her body slumped over, her head on his shoulder, the cooling cloth gripped in her grasp. She was resting uneasily now and when he touched her hair, her eyes slowly opened.
"Ul...rik?" She asked sleepily as she sat up slowly, to look at him. seeing him awake, her eyes welled up with tears.
"I...was so worried!"
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