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Valkyria Chronicles: Lions of the South

Zark. Can I ask that you not just... procure? Ragnaid?

Phoenix Wing (A Fairy Tail RP-Always Open, Open)

"Is something wrong?" or something. Which I felt like Trinity had addressed when she answered Maddox, but mya.

Phoenix Wing (A Fairy Tail RP-Always Open, Open)

@CirusArvennicus

pole poke

You forgot to reply to penny

@Caits

Bwuh? *looks*

Valkyria Chronicles: Lions of the South

Private Regan Durandal

Just as she was walking along the center hall, beside the stairs, the second round hit. "That thing's not dead- oh. Oooh no." Regan quickly set her mortar lance down and grabbed the hilt of her sword. She felt safer with that in her hand, honestly. Part of the wall buckled in toward her and she rolled to the side. Her sword flashed as she drew it to cut a support beam that was falling toward her, and she used her strength to push the part she cut off away. She was fortunate she was in the stairwell of a two story building. She really only had to worry about-

The roof! And how was she going to deal with it?! Her exit was already blocked. Not that she had time to run anymore anyway. Shit! Well, here we go. Just as Mother taught me... She brought her sword across one section of the ceiling above falling toward her. Before she could make a second swing, it struck her and knocked her out.

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The brunette woke before long, with a mild headache but a terrible pain in her right shoulder. Dislocated, she could tell, but she couldn't see the accompanying gash on her back. The section of roof that hit her... it hadn't crushed her? No, it... looked like there was room to crouch here. As she looked around, she spotted the support beam she cut earlier, with some other rubble in the corner, under a section of the roof above her head. The cut she had made had saved her, the section she cut away was propped over here, against the section of support beam she had cut down earlier. "I... should probably be dead." She ran her left hand through her hair, sitting herself up. She had room to sit up, and she wasn't impaled on anything or anything. A few cuts and bruises, but... Damn.

Ah! She heard voices from nearby. Allies? The private pushes herself to a crawl, favoring her left for the wound on her right. and maneuvers her way through the remains of the building, searching out the voices.

'It's cold... it's very cold down here.'

That didn't sound good. She'd better hurry up. She found a foot amid the rubble, but another approached, and pulled the woman off of her impalement. "W-wait, you'll open her wound!" She winces, peering up from the nearby hole she found that let her see Lilly. To just pull her free like that... Eugh. "Dammit, you fool. What're you- No, stop!" He was dragging her, in her condition? And slapping her? And-- he kissed her?! She had no words, only a sword. Where she had previously doubted her ability to draw her sword from her position, she found her body moving without her. Her left hand moved up and shoved her shoulder back into its socket. She'd never had to do it before, she she'd been intimidated by it. With her arm functional again, her sword flashed out from the sheath and cut through the wall around her. As the wall shifts from her assault, she pushes her way through the debris and emerges, already charging Hunt. "You vile, perverted idiot!" She shoulder checks him with her left, sheathing her sword and kneeling next to Lilly. "Oh, God, ooh, oh god, oh, God, no. I could have... but... aaaah, there's nothing I can... I- I can't... I... M-medic... Medic!" The damage from being dragged and the blood loss from being pulled free from the impaling spike reduced the options to fix it. Even though she'd gotten Hunt away from her, she didn't know what to do at this point, and she didn't have any ragnaid. That was really all she could think of...

Valkyria Chronicles: Lions of the South

I didn't expect such posting so quickly. I had part of a post written up, I guess I'll just have to adapt what I wanted to do...

Valkyria Chronicles: Lions of the South

I didn't think of ragnaid when I was thinking of equipment. Tsk. Missed opportunity, I guess. Surprise plot devices can save the day, but I dunno what we'd pull out, or if we want to.

Hold on, I need to see what Zark's done now.

Phoenix Wing (A Fairy Tail RP-Always Open, Open)

I'll write something for Jasmine of Black Forge Monthly for your fight, Lugu. Tonight, after work.

Valkyria Chronicles: Lions of the South

So what do we have in the way of health kits?

Ah. We have a medic.

Phoenix Wing (A Fairy Tail RP-Always Open, Open)

Stop yelling. = w= You'll wake the baby.

Phoenix Wing (A Fairy Tail RP-Always Open, Open)

Trinity Stratos

"Just don't get careless like you did, huh? Hmhm, alright." Trinity grinned at the teleporting mage, one hand idly stroking Karn's back as he napped. "I'll try and keep relaxed until it's my turn, then. What kind of game do you think I'll get involved in?" She'd started thinking about it, and now she couldn't stop. It was just one of those little nagging voices you get in your head when you're excited about something. Thinking about it just makes you impatient so you try and shut it up, but you're genuinely excited about it, so it's hard. Especially now that she could show her guild what she'd been hiding all this time.

Maddox asked about Karn, and Trinity looked at the sleeping dragon-cat, rubbing behind his ear. The minstrel spoke after a moment, "he's sick. I don't know what with, or for how long, exactly, but I saw him cough blood onto his gloves some months ago. He had gone to some length to conceal it." She sighed softly. It probably looked bad that she hadn't said anything, but it was too late for that. It was getting worse, so it no longer mattered if Karn wanted to keep it a secret. They were investigating and that was that.

She turned to Penny, shaking her head. "No, I don't think so. I think his condition might be getting worse... whatever it is."