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Post by James on Nov 15, 2009 12:19:58 GMT -5
James came storming into the arena, he felt the residual fury of fights long ago but it suited him just fine. For a while this disease was spreading and James was doing what he could to ease the fear of the patients. He was doing fine but soon Liliana was sick too, this was the final straw for James. Taking in all of the anger he began to let out a pulse that would draw all those who wanted to fight to him, he knew about the rumors of where the guards and he was going to bring all living hell down upon him. "Sulley!" James yelled agner bleeding off of him, he knew of the man and he knew that this was his turf but he also knew that he was the man who would be of the best help. "Sulley where are you? We need to talk."
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Post by Emby Foster on Nov 23, 2009 21:47:47 GMT -5
It just so happened that a seventeen year-old blond was coming to the arena for the same purpose of the angry boy. She needed to talk to Sulley. She had checked everywhere else and the arena was the last logical place for the leader of the Rebellion. She entered the foreboded place and rubbed her chest, where her disease was being contained. She was greeted by the stranger's yelling.
She waited for Sulley's response to the boy's screaming but when none was received, she took it upon herself to talk to him. "Um, I don't think he's here. I'm looking for him too... Um, do you know Sulley? I just wanted to ask him about what was being done about the virus, seeing as no one else was doing anything it looks like and the Rebellion has a tendency to take action." She was rambling a bit but she didn't want to give information that she knew Sulley. She still had to join the Dreamers. She actually came to talk to Sulley about their practices, seeing as she hadn't seen him since they first met up. |
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Post by James on Nov 24, 2009 20:36:49 GMT -5
James was almost ready to scream again when he was given a almost answer. "Um, I don't think he's here. I'm looking for him too... Um, do you know Sulley? I just wanted to ask him about what was being done about the virus, seeing as no one else was doing anything it looks like and the Rebellion has a tendency to take action." James was to angry to hold his usual niceness that he reserved for women, he was angry and someone was going to pay. "I know enough. Damn must have gotten sick too! Hey girl can you fight?" James normally didn't get to this state but if Sulley wasn't going to be of any help he would lead a fight himself.
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Post by Emby Foster on Nov 24, 2009 20:44:25 GMT -5
Emby raised her eyebrows at his words. It seemed everyone knew something about Sulley but when he went on to say that Sulley must've gotten sick too, her eyes widened. Dammit Sulley!, she cried in her head but she was concerned over Sulley despite her frustration at him getting sick. "My names Emby and I can do the basics...I'm a better runner though, if that means anything," she told him, crossing her arms over her chest. She briefly wondered if getting involved would ruin her chances in getting into the Dreamers. She'd figured they'd still accept her but Sulley probably wouldn't like it very much that she was acting very Rebellion like. Oh well. |
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Post by James on Nov 24, 2009 21:15:01 GMT -5
"My names Emby and I can do the basics...I'm a better runner though, if that means anything," James what must have been concern for Sulley, interesting but not very relevant. "Well currently your the only person who is here." James swore under his breath in the smatterings of other languages, he needed more help and she looked like was looking for Sulley not to help. "So why are you here? I'm here to see if I could get Sulley to back me on a fight against the guards, they are responsible and they must have cure somewhere which I plan to take if I can get enough help."
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Post by Emby Foster on Nov 25, 2009 17:09:39 GMT -5
Emby tilted her head, no sure what to make out of his words. She rubbed the back of her neck as he muttered words she had never heard before, mainly because she had no clue what languages he was speaking. "Well, you can count me in. I'll do whatever I can." She was avoiding his question, unsure of how to answer exactly why she was here. Searching for Sulley wasn't an answer a furture Dreamer would give, she surmised. |
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Post by James on Dec 2, 2009 5:46:16 GMT -5
"Well, you can count me in. I'll do whatever I can." James smiled at those words, well there's one at the least. "Nice deflection but your reason for being here is of little concern for me as long as you are willing to help." James sate down still trying to encourage more to come to help, but if not he... they would be on there own.
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Post by Emby Foster on Dec 5, 2009 16:14:20 GMT -5
Emby bit h er lip as he called her out on avoiding his question. She shrugged it off though. At least he was letting it go. "If anything, if the guards make themself sparse, though they probably won't, I can start up some pretty nasty fires." She rubbed the back of her head. "Of course, after we get the cure." She rubbed the back of her head.
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