Raven Nightrunner
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Kelly follows Grimmjow into the room, excited to meet Pantera. Hello there! How are you today! Kelly pets Pantera, enjoying the feel of Pantera’s fur. Pantera is adorable!
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You’re alright, don’t worry. I have you.
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Geralt gets up and pulls Faye into a hug, ((BTW Geralt, after that out-of-body experience, knows who Rose is and who Faye is)) Faye, everything is hard right now, I know that, but I’m here for you. Geralt wraps his tail around him and Faye, covering her in his warmth.
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Ummmm… Geralt is looking directly into Faye’s eyes. Your eyes are…. changing…. fast….
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Geralt gives Faye a quizzical look. What?
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Geralt took Faye into a room, noticing a look in her eyes that worried him greatly. Once in the room, he sat her down on the bed and he sat on the ground. Faye, what’s on your mind?
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Geralt just sits back and watches all of this shit
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Geralt’s vision slips away as he wakes up onboard some stage ship. What the hell? Geralt gets up and jogs when a rock falls out of his pocket What? After pivking it up and inspecting it, he realizes its the rock Apollo had given everyone a long time ago, or, at least his piece. I still have it… Geralt puts it away and jogs to the rest od the group.
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Geralt looks up into a bright light, the world slowly leaving him. He blacks out, but when he comes to he finds himself in a rugged motel room. Geralt looks around. Is this… Home? Geralt gets up and walks to the window, looking out to see the place he grew up very much alive, but older. New Lupides. New family. Where is everyone else?
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Geralt observes what is happening around him. Faye has died on the inside, Jack is admitting he has feelings, and their lives may very well be over. What has this world come to?
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Geralt yells to Faye Where the hell are we going?!
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Geralt is in the room with the newly organized weapons and armor when Jack walks in holding an old steel revolver as large as his (Jack’s) head. Geralt takes the revolver and looks Jack in the eyes, saying thank you without saying thank you. Geralt keeps sitting on a wooden crate whenever Jack leaves, empty of feelings. No emotion can be seen coming from Geralt.
Emotion, one of the integral elements of being human. Without emotion, we are called insane by those who let emotion drive them. We are called maniacs by those that live to protect the rights of others, without emotion. Emotion makes us human, but does being human make us emotional? No, there may be some of us that live without emotion. Those of us that do have seen, felt too much to expend themselves any further. Those that live without emotion don’t always end up being the ones in society that make society dangerous; sometimes, they’re the ones that understand the nature of the world and go through the motions.
Geralt, being devoid of emotion in this moment, isn’t psychotic, he is simply nearing the end of the line. Unsure of what life will bring, he will try to suppress his emotions and do what must be done.
Geralt’s current inventory:
Automatic Rifle with ammunition
Bolt-Action Rifle with ammunition
Silver Revolver the size of Jack’s head (Geralt will get ammo for this when he gets up)
A jacket with many pockets
Cargo pants with many pockets
Sunglasses
2 frag grenades
2 land mines
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Kelly smiles as Ludwig opens the door to room 666. I’ve heard of them, but I haven’t seen one before. I’m excited to finally see one! Kelly follows Grimmjow into his room, smiling to meet a cat. By the way, I don’t remember if I said it, but my name is Kelly.
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The creature leaps for the rock Dakota threw and takes a hit in the chest, narrowly missing its heart. It screeches in utter pain.
Meanwhile…
Johnson’s team is hustling down the sewer tunnel, still having yet to see anybody. All of a sudden they hear an explosion. Marine: “What was that?” Johnson: That, my boys, was one of our top-of-the-line semtex grenades. They have a different explosive sound compared to our run-of-the-mill frags. They stick to their targets. That’s enough chatter, let’s get to that screech. They hear another screech, this time much closer. There it is again! Hustle! Johnson and his men round a bend to see a single humanoid figure standing near the wall of the sewers, ooze pouring out of its chest.
The creature turns as it hears Johnson and his men round the corner. It SEES more prey, its current prey seeming to have disappeared. The creature completely forgets about Dakota and rushes for Johnson.
The three marines in unison: “What the fuck is that thing?!” Johnson pulls up his rifle and right as he begins to shoot says It doesn’t matter just take it down! The three marines begin to fire, somehow missing all of their shots. What the hell is wrong with them, can’t they shoot straight? Johnson’s shots, however, seem to keep landing, opening more holes in its already oozing chest.
The creature seems to slow down a little bit. Could this… person, be close… to dead? Maybe??
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Kelly winks, relieved she guessed correctly. You’ll just have to wait and see! Kelly runs up the stairs, not waiting for Grimmjow even for a second.