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Pre-Guildfall, 2008. Communication is what makes a lasting roleplay.

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I feel the best way to go about this without keeping both my characters in one place is for Chris to send Tony out to salvage tech and get the heck away from Cat.

Also hi.
Hahaha, Tony will have a fun time trying to see without those.
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All sense evaporated in the seconds that it took for rage to tear through her body and send her fist hurtling at Cat's face. Her only thoughts were of vengeance, for what exactly she was not sure of yet. If not for her emotionally dominant state, she might have considered how dangerous this man was. He moved faster than she ever could and seized her fist in his hand. He clamped around it like a vice and twisted until pain shot through her arm and made her knees tremble. Chris ground her teeth to keep the cry of pain down and remained stood.

As she saw the flash of his other fist she feared for everyone in the building, should he kill her. The first time she cared so much about anyone other than Tony since her grandfather died. When Dog her, Chris remained precariously tense, her eyes locked on Cat. In the corner of her eye she saw how much the smaller twin struggled to keep Cat's other fist at bay. She didn't move until Dog released her from Cat's grip, again holding in a whine of pain. Lowering her hand only some, trying not to let either of them see the extent of the damage.

Only then did Dog's words finally register – Tony was alive. Relief became a momentary painkiller, but it quickly vanished. Her mind adjusted to the scene and she felt herself tense all over again when she realised Mercy had entered the room. She kept her eyes on Cat, itching to tear him apart especially when he toyed with her the way he did. Mercy drew her attention away, forcing Chris to look at her by getting between them. Instinctively, Chris reached out with her functioning hand to pull her away from Cat, fearing what would happen if he chose to use Mercy as well, but only let her hand hover by Mercy's side.

Her eyes darted from Mercy to Cat and back again, taking in every tiny movement and listening to every word either of them said. The need to protect her and Tony overpowered the need to break Cat's nose. Tony murmured and began to blink blearily, as if waking from a deep sleep. Chris lunged forward to take him from Dog's arms, and situated herself between Mercy and the twins as she did so. Shooting pains continued to riddle her hand and arm, but she refused to make a sound as she pulled her best friend against her. She fired a hateful look at Cat, for he would likely understand a threat even when it was given to him through another's eyes. “Let's go,” she told Mercy, voice firm, and waited for the blonde to leave before she followed.
Chris would go, but she also wouldn't leave Tony alone. So maybe she would pick the lesser of two evils and send Tony with them to get him away from Cat. Thoughts.

Also, no worries about posting. It's welcome weekend here at uni so busy-ness all around. Great post FR, and to everyone, we shall have a response from Chris and an awakening from Tony tomorrow!
Hey! Great post MC. Looking forward to FR's, and then I'll have mine up either later tonight or tomorrow.
Go ahead and post if you'd like. Any way of lessening Chris' chances of trying to throttle Cat and getting beat to death instead is great!
And so it begins.
Chris


She caught the end of the conversation as she waited for someone to answer her, fidgeting more the longer it took for someone to speak up. Tony was never much of a people person, but in times like these, he would not stray very far from the group. So where was he now? Chris soaked up the conversation nonetheless. There were cars in the town, though those probably already had their fuel siphoned. But a fuel drive meant these people did not plan on staying at the farm forever. Chris could agree to that.

Her eyes shifted to Mercy as the conversation slowed, and she watched the other woman approach the farm owner. Only when she could not recall the man's name did Chris remember that she had been unconscious for the past two days. She eyed him cautiously – did he look sick to anyone else? The flu was the last thing this place needed.

Finally, someone answered her question; that girl who Chris vaguely recalled hugging Mercy the day they found the farm. Her eyes followed Ash as she stood up, then darted to her fingers when she snapped them. “Not sure whether it's the same guy but Dog mentioned that someone was up with Cat in the attic... Techy boy?” A hazy memory of a brutal man and a tortured dog struck her like a bullet. A look of horror flashed across her face. She spun on her heel and darted out of the kitchen.

Chris tore up the stairs; Tony was alone with that psycho. The perfect target, her harmless idiot best friend. She whirled around the bannister at the top of the stairs and flew up the second flight. She threw open the attic door and her eyes fell on the sight of Tony limp in Cat's tight grasp, his twin hunkered over them. She absorbed the scene in the briefest of moments, horror quickly replaced by rage, before she threw a punch at Cat's face.
Hi y'all

It's really late at the moment, so I'll get a post up tomorrow detailing Chris reaction to the Nuts & Bolts scenario (funnn). FR, as for characters, there's Remy, Olivia, Rena and Lloyd that need carrying around. You've got plans for Lloyd and Rena's gonna remain free. If you want me to take one of the other two I can do that, but if you've got it under control then all is well.

Now I'm gonna go to sleep. Post coming tomorrow!
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