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 Posted: Sun Nov 25, 2012 5:14 am
"hmm? ohh I have been alone along time. Since the massacre or Istivan 5...." he said trailing off losing himself in a memory. A dark painfull memory.
He slowly gets up and walkes to a small little Green and red box and hands it to her. Give the shot first and then a dosing of the pills for 2 days. It will clear it up. They have something called Operation Dragon. It was a virus that the military created to battle the ET's it was a Failure it did nothing to the ET's but insted affected some humans with thoes simptomes. *sigh* they have 7 days befre there orgens will fail and they start bleeding from every orifis.
"First inoculate yourself or you will catch it but theres only around 25 rounds of it left in that box so remember that." it will burn like a b*tch" he said laughingly
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Posted: Sun Nov 25, 2012 5:28 am
"Dreams and love are things of the past." "Now the only thing I sleep with is my gun." Ariana "Primrose" Willow Leana  When he seemed to get lost in thought, she looked away respectfully. Thats how it was now a days. You didn't pry for someones past. Not since the end. She ate another peach slice, continuing to pretend not to notice his dark stare when he got up and handed her a red box. She listened to him, her eyes narrowing. leave it to the covernment to create a virus that would end up killing the humans instead of the aliens. But she wouldn't say anything about that. She recognized his armor now. he was part of a special branch of the military. s**t. Way to go - this guy was probably as emotionally unstable as they come. she looked at him warily. He said she needed to inoculate herself from the virus...but...she'd wait. There was only 25 rounds of it...what if someone else needed it. She'd only have 5 extra when they were done giving everyone these shots at the camp. she bit her lip, staring at the box, contemplating what she would do, if she would actually take a shot, or not, before remembering her manners.
"Thank you. Soon as I get home..." She said, looking up at him. "But...how do you know that its...that virus?" She refused to say the name of it. IT was ridiculious. "Just by those two symptoms? It could be pneumonia or anything."
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Posted: Sun Nov 25, 2012 5:54 am
In the Emporer's name; Than that of the 9th Primarch...  Let...none...survive... "When you return they will have been unable to keep anything down and some will have started bleeding" He said calmly "How do I know? Becouse I was apart of the team that deployed Dragon out here." he said off handedly. as of its nothing. he walked over to one of the walls "If I guess right they came in contact with this" he says picking up a small little metal ball off a shelf. and turns to show you "this was our deployment method, before we found out it they where able to adapt to overcome it By the way I would get one of thoes in yourself soon if you knew whats good for you." he said as he put the ball back. 
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Posted: Sun Nov 25, 2012 1:54 pm
"Dreams and love are things of the past." "Now the only thing I sleep with is my gun." Ariana "Primrose" Willow Leana She sighed, and listened to him, her pretty face troubled. They would have already started bleeding? But...she thought he'd just said they had seven days! She looked at the box, after glancing up at the metal ball. she couldn't recall if they had been in contact. she opened the box and stared at the injections blankly. What if this was a trap?What if this was not going to actually help but poison her whole entire camp even further? She took one of the injections in her left hand and stood up. Fine. She twisted around. she was wearing a lavender corset, but the skirt was a low resting one on her hips. She pushed it down on one her right side, and stabbed herself with the needle wincing, injecting the potentially treacherous fluid in to her system. She looked up at him, her eyes wary.
"You gonna let me see your face?" she asked him, turning and wiping the spot of blood off her skin, then putting her finger on the little p***k wound to stop the bleeding.
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Posted: Sun Nov 25, 2012 6:50 pm
In the Emporer's name; Than that of the 9th Primarch... Let...none...survive... "hu?" he asked quizingly as if he didnt understand the question. "oh" he said softly as he reached up with his hands to touch the mask on his face. a soft hiss and a click as the front of the mask seperates from his face slightly. Pulling off the mask and helmit you see a young but hard face. Looks like he has no facial hair and close croped hair on his head as he turns to look at you. His eyes compleatly Blood Red orbs in his head. his face scared in many diffrent places. he stares at you. under his right eye theres a winged blood drop and under that a number 001 in blocky numbers.. then Ulrik walks over to a wooden chest and hands her a thick military issued green wool Blanket. "you will need this" he said "it gets cold" then he sits on the Lock box again.[
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Posted: Sun Nov 25, 2012 8:18 pm
"Dreams and love are things of the past." "Now the only thing I sleep with is my gun." Ariana "Primrose" Willow Leana Ariana took the blanket and stared at it for a moment, her purple eyes. She stood up and wrapped it around her, then went and sat on the floor.
"You can sleep on your bed your know." she said. She was suddenly feeling sick to her stomach. She stared at the red box, and put it in her bags, feeling worried. She was a small girl, so medicines usually made her feel sick to her stomach. she sat by her stuff and leaned up against it.
"Hey Ulrik... aren't you...aren't you lonely, here by yourself?" She asked him softly, her gaze distant. she remembered her sister. She with gentle blue eyes and blonde hair, the one with the nurturing face, and soothing hands. She'd given birth to the two children Ariana had taken under her wings. Sometimes, she missed her sister. It had been just them for years, before the end. Their mother had died of cancer, years before, their father had walked out on them the night Ariana was born. Alexandria had been the one to take care of Ariana... and now she was gone. Her best friend. She often felt lonely, like a gap in her soul, but then she would look at her sisters children, and feel better. She didn't have that comfort, and the worry of Faith with the high fever back home in central park did nothing to sooth her. She was trying to make conversation, or she would go crazy.
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Posted: Mon Nov 26, 2012 12:30 am
In the Emporer's name; Than that of the 9th Primarch... Let...none...survive...  "no its fine, I wont be sleeping tonight anyways" he said "and its not often I get guests, please its only polite." as he motions to the bed once more.
As he thinks about the question he reaches into a small hidden pouch on his chest and pulls out an odd trinket. A warn and beaten double headed eagle. with a few names engraved on it. but they where almost worn off. "lonely," he says looking at the trinket deeply. "yes," he finalys says. "the ghost's of the past arnt much company anymore." he said as he puts the token away. in his mind he hears the screams the pleading voices of children and the faces of every one on his team. Screaming there hatred, there agony YOU left us to die, YOU SHOULD HAVE DIED WITH US!!! Coward, Traitor , the faces of the past yell . only the face of heart saying nothing. " I will always love you" she says
A single blood Red tear streaks down the side of his face. but he does not react. brushing away the residue as it falls to his wargear.
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Posted: Mon Nov 26, 2012 12:48 am
"Dreams and love are things of the past." "Now the only thing I sleep with is my gun." Ariana "Primrose" Willow Leana Ariana sighed and stayed where she was. She propped her wounded leg up on one of the bags, trying to make it more comfortable. She wouldn't take his bed. For the mere fact that her leg hurt to damn much to care about moving, and also...that was just her. When he finally spoke up, answering her question, she looked at him surprised, then looked away biting her lip. Well... her sister had always said it never hurt to ask.
"Why don't you come with me?" She asked him, her voice quiet, shy. "There are people in the camp, and... we all take care of each other. We are like a family, you could be one of our family. We make sure we're never lonely." She said. She got up, wincing now, and limped over to him on the lock box. She'd left the blanket on the ground where she'd been, and stared at him with purple eyes, stubborn as the day was long, and yet gentle. "We can leave in the morning, be there by the afternoon..."
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Posted: Mon Nov 26, 2012 1:10 am
In the Emporer's name; Than that of the 9th Primarch... Let...none...survive... She was in his face yet he could not break her stare. "Go, with you?" he asked confused. he had been so alone the past few years. this seems like an amazing offer.but. "Why would you want a Red eyed devil in your home?" he asked bluntly. "You dont even know me or if I will turn to devour everything you know." he said staring at her with thoes hard red orbs.
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Posted: Mon Nov 26, 2012 1:22 am
"Dreams and love are things of the past." "Now the only thing I sleep with is my gun." Ariana "Primrose" Willow Leana Ariana blinked at his words, and tilted her head, her pink hair falling in her face, though her purple eyes never left his red ones.
"I don't believe in that crap. If there were Gods and Devils, this alien s**t wouldn't still be happening, now would it?" She said. She leaned over, getting closer to his face, peering into the helmet of him.
"And I'm not afraid of you. Your eyes are red because of some thing to do with your past...career - whatever it was. Just like I was chemically changed to look like this for my career before the end. And if you wanted to devour me...to hurt me, you would have done it when I was defenseless. Both times." She said bluntly. "Sorry big man." she said, her plump lips slowly going into a coy smile, her bangs falling now, hiding her purple eyes. "No one should be alone..." she unfolded her arms from around her small body and offered him one of her hands. "It's too cold to be alone. For anyone. Even if you some how have the conception that there is a difference between good and evil any more." Her hand was half covered by a fingerless glove, that gentle lavender color with buckles, her fingers long and slender, the glove going up to just below her elbow, not at all hiding the fact that her arm was small and delicate.
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Posted: Mon Nov 26, 2012 2:08 am
In the Emporer's name; Than that of the 9th Primarch... Let...none...survive... "Fine then ariana, I guess I could see what this is all about" he said. Gently taking her hand in his large plated hand. "Go to sleep then, We will leave early." he said as he patted her on the head with his outher hand
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Posted: Mon Nov 26, 2012 2:14 am
"Dreams and love are things of the past." "Now the only thing I sleep with is my gun." Ariana "Primrose" Willow Leana Ariana smiled brightly, looking up at him when he agreed. She gave his hand a gentle squeeze, a small happy laugh escaping her. Ariana - Score 21! She nodded, and stood up straight, limp back to where the blanket was. she picked it up off the floor, and wrapped herself up in it, and lowered herself on the cot, curling into a small ball, and closing her eyes. It took several minutes of focused meditation, but she forced her excited mind to shut down and give way to sleep.
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Posted: Mon Nov 26, 2012 2:25 am
In the Emporer's name; Than that of the 9th Primarch... Let...none...survive... he watched her go to sleep. well this should be good he thought to himself. As he just sat there he felt th familiar p***k as his suit gave him a dose of combat drugs. " well heres to the night" he said to himself as he sat on the window watching the Ets wandering and sometime in the night he gathered things he would need. So many memorys he will leave behind. ...Good.
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Posted: Mon Nov 26, 2012 2:31 am
"Dreams and love are things of the past." "Now the only thing I sleep with is my gun." Ariana "Primrose" Willow Leana She slept, surprisingly peaceful. And when the sun rose, before it was above the building of the city, her purple eyes slowly opened, her small petite body uncurled, and she stretched, before sitting up and looking around, still in a sleep haze.
"Where..." She fell off the hammock and landed with a thud, before sitting up, on her knees groaning. "Ow..." She said, rubbing the back of her head where it had hit the floor. She blinked the rest of the sleep away, rubbing her eyes, looking around.
"Oh!" She said, suddenly her face becoming cheerful. "Good morning Ulrik!" She said, sliding into her rear instead of her knees and stretching out her wounded leg, touching it tenderly. Ugh, it was so sore. She glared at it, and willed the cut to stop hurting silently...but that didn't work so she shrugged, and smiled up at the man in the suit.
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Posted: Mon Nov 26, 2012 2:49 am
In the Emporer's name; Than that of the 9th Primarch... Let...none...survive... "good morning" he said cheerfully. "Is your leg aching?" he asked he walked over to pick up his hammock he was in his full war plate once more. the room was barren now 2 huge bags sitting by the door with a few weapons straped to the side of the bags.
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