2005-10-28 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *coughs slightly, covering her mouth with her hand* ew.. think I breathed in a bug...

2005-10-28 [Averon]: Tarron: *Mumbles under his breath in his dream* "Sister?"

2005-10-28 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *wanders over and sits on the mattress, petting his hair*

2005-10-28 [Averon]: Tarron: "Help me." *The words barely rolled off his tongue and were soo weak only she could hear them*

2005-10-28 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *sighs and lightly shakes Tarron awake, looking down at him as he looks up at her slightly dazed* you were having a bad dream.....

2005-10-28 [Averon]: Tarron: *Mumbles* "Thats why I've stopped sleeping" *Sits up slowly* "Damn"

2005-10-28 [crowfeather]: Crimson: ever wonder why I wake up sweating and pop those pills? *smiles knowingly at him, ruffles his hair* just rest there big bro.. *stands up and forces herself back to the door*

2005-10-28 [Averon]: Tarron: *Returns to resting, nestled in her jacket*

2005-10-28 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *goes back to leaning against the doorframe*

2005-10-28 [Averon]: Tarron: *She can hear him sleeping quietly*

2005-10-28 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *slowly sinks to her knees, still holding the rifle as she stays at her post though completely exausted.*

2005-10-28 [Averon]: Tarron: "Time for your sleep" *removes the rifle from her hands and picks her up in his arms. Carries her to a dark corner, so if the worst happened she was less likely to be seen, and laid his trenchcoat behind her head and her jacket on top of her* "Go to sleep little sister." *He whispered sweetly into her ear, as he picked up the rifle and stood infront of the door*

2005-10-28 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *he could see the complete exaustion in her face, her body still weak from her wound earlier. she tries to protest but soon passes out sound asleep curled up under the warmth of her jacket, softly breathing*

2005-10-28 [Averon]: Tarron: *watches her sleep, but is quickly consumed by his job. Guard the door.* "Right"

2005-10-28 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *turns slightly on her uninjured side and cuddles his trench coat as she sleeps*

2005-10-28 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *wakes up in the morning and due to the cold her muscles had tensed up* shit... no not now.. *tries to move but couldn't* god how I hate winter... *stares at the ceiling in fustration*

2005-10-29 [Averon]: Tarron: *struggles with a swarm of 5 soldiers who have him surrounded near the door, they don't see her in the dark corner* "Tarron you are arrested for charges of Assassinery" *one soldier blares, and walks up to cuff him* "Sorry not today." *Pulls the pin on two hand gernades and dropps them at his own feet* "Noooo!!!" *Crimson screams, then the entire room is enveloped in a white flash, they were flash bangs not hand gernades. She hears slicing then looks up, every soldier decapitated and Tarron holding a Katana in one hand*

2005-10-29 [crowfeather]: Crimson: I would so hug you right now if I could move... *winces as she tries to get up, managing to sit up but leans against the wall*

2005-10-29 [Averon]: Tarron: *Sits next to her and hugs her* No worry sis *But as he hugs her Crimson feels a warm liquid running down her shoulder*

2005-10-29 [crowfeather]: Crimson: o_o *her eyes go wide at the sensation and tightly closes her eyes as she forces herself to move. hits a pressure point that causes him to be knocked out, whispers* I'm sorry bro.... *winces as she moves, manages to tend to his wound and bandage him before she whimpers and tips back over* nnn.. fuck..

2005-10-29 [Averon]: Tarron: *wakes up with her lying cold on the floor, and his shoulder stitcied up* Thanks sis *Picks her up and presses her aginst his warm chest*  Now sleep

2005-10-29 [crowfeather]: Crimson: y.. you're w.. welcome... *looks up at him as a tear goes down her cheek in sheer fustration* I.. I can't move... *does her best to snuggle into his body heat but sees movement behid him. in complete agony she pulls her knife out of her boot and flings it, hitting the soldier right in the middle of the forehead. tightly closes her eyes as she bites her bottom lip so as not to cry out, burying her face in his chest*

2005-10-29 [Averon]: Tarron: I know....*throws a thick fur cover over her* Just rest sis just rest * He cradles her in his arms his pistol in one hand his eyes watching the doorway*

2005-10-29 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *resting against him as slowly warmed up. Tarron could feel her small body slowly warm as he holds her in his arms snuggled against him*

2005-10-29 [Averon]: Tarron: *Slowly falls asleep as the night wears on*

2005-10-29 [crowfeather]: Crimson: nnn...*slowly opens her eyes feeling someone lifting her up to a seated position and something put to her mouth, sees that it was a cup. tries to figure out what was going on when she feels a warm slightly bitter liquid enter her mouth*

2005-10-29 [Averon]: Tarron: This will help you *pours the sweet mixture he made into her mouth* Drink sis it will help recovery

2005-10-29 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *drinks a little of the mixture, feeling the sensation of the warm liquid spread through her chest* nnn.. what is that?

2005-10-29 [Averon]: Tarron: A mixture of sweet oils nd whisky a little whisky so it will spread quickly. *Lays her on the matress* it should help

2005-10-29 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *he could tell that she was confused by what had happened* nn.. did I do something wrong?

2005-10-29 [Averon]: Tarron: No you didn't *He wasn't sure what she was talking about* Just rest sister the blood loss will kill you if you don't

2005-10-29 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *nods her head a little as she lays there, feeling him pet her hair*sorry I'm holding you back...

2005-10-29 [Averon]: Tarron: You are the only family I ever knew *Pauses as he tries not to let her see him cry* The only family I ever had *still runs his hand through her hair holding back the tears*

2005-10-29 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *smiles a little* then I say hello fellow stray.. *slowly relaxing from his petting*

2005-10-29 [Averon]: Tarron: Guess so *Keeps petting her and slowly drifts away into nothingness*

2005-10-29 [crowfeather]: *a rat quietly ends up waddling it's way over Tarron's sleeping form and ends up curling on the man's head. Crimson opens her eyes little and smiles, couldn't help but giggle a little at the sight. The young girl reaches out and pets the rodent as it squeeks and leans into it*

2005-10-29 [Averon]: Tarron: *mumbles* I got a rat on my head don't I sis?

2005-10-29 [crowfeather]: Crimson: ^-^ *giggles* yup... and it's so cute.. *manages to carefully pick up the rat and show it to him* see?

2005-10-30 [Averon]: Tarron: *Pets the small creature* I see he is *The rat bites him then runs off drawing blood* Figures animals never did like me. *He adds playfully*

2005-10-30 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *clicks her tounge at the rat making a series of tick sounds. the rat responds by squeeking and licking Tarron's finger apologetically*

2005-10-30 [Averon]: Tarron: *Laughs* Your skills are limitless arn't they?

2005-10-30 [crowfeather]: Crimson: I used to have a pet rat when I was younger... was my only friend so I used to share my food with it... *smiles and lets the rat scurry off as she lays there. looks up at the ceiling and sighs* god I feel so useless right now...

2005-10-30 [Averon]: Tarron: You are alive so that is useful to me *She didn't know that ever since about a day ago she kept him going* You sleep I'll get breakfast..*Walks out the door to scavenge up something for her to eat*

2005-10-30 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *manages to will herself to sit up and gets into a seat. taking a moment to rest before she forces herself up and shuffles her way to the kitchen*

2005-10-30 [Averon]: Tarron: *had scavenged some eggs and rice and started cooking them together in a pan.* Mmmm

2005-10-30 [crowfeather]: Crimson: ^-^ *peeks over his arm and smiles as she watches him cook* you're good at that... *smiles at his surprise that she was there*

2005-10-30 [Averon]: Tarron: Shouldn't you bee sleeping? *He states as he cooks carefully*

2005-10-30 [crowfeather]: Crimson: I know I know... just wanted to stretch my legs at least... not used to being in one spot too long.. *rests her head on his arm as she watches him cook*

2005-10-30 [Averon]: Tarron: Ok *keeps on cooking*

2005-10-30 [crowfeather]: Crimson:brother?.. do.. you think we'll ever make them pay?

2005-10-30 [Averon]: Tarron: We will *finishes cooking* The patient snake strikes where it hurts the most. Remember that.

2005-10-30 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *raises an eyebrow* a snake? *tilts her head slightly then smiles as she thinks for a moment* you know... it looks like we live here...

2005-10-30 [Averon]: Tarron: I know but its only until you can move around easily *hands her a plate of the food he'd prepared* Then we'll be on the move again...

2005-10-30 [crowfeather]: Crimson:......................thank you.......... *without another word she accepts the plate and takes it back to where she had been, sitting down and quietly eatting*

2005-10-30 [Averon]: Tarron: *Sits near the door and eats* Don't worry we'll get'em

2005-10-30 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *nods her head a little as she eats, doesn't look up* thanks for taking care of me.....

2005-10-30 [Averon]: Tarron: I could say the same to you sis *quietly eats*

2005-10-30 [crowfeather]: Crimson: someone's got to watch your back... *smriks slightly*

2005-10-30 [Averon]: Tarron: That is true. *continues eating*

2005-10-30 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *he finally notices that she had stopped eatting and had the plate on the floor in front of her as she sat on the mattress crosslegged. her head was down and eyes slightly distant*

2005-10-30 [Averon]: Tarron: You ok *Picks up her bowl anl looks aat her*

2005-10-30 [crowfeather]: Crimson: hn? yeah I'm fine... *was holding her hand which were trembling* so.. how long do think we have until we have to be on the move again?

2005-10-30 [Averon]: about 3 or so days *places plates in the kitchen and sits next to her* If your condition doesn't worsen

2005-10-30 [crowfeather]: Crimson: I'll be fine..... *was busy controling herself at the moment, making sure that she was talking and thinking about various things so she could keep the shaking down to a minimum* so in 3 days? But the thing is that we keep missing Warfox....

2005-10-30 [Averon]: Tarron: *Looks around* We do don't we......

2005-10-30 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *nods her head* yeah... *closes her eyes for a moment as she tries to stop herself, the trembling getting more evident*

2005-10-30 [Averon]: Tarron: *Puts one arm around her* Listen to my heart..*she puts her ear to his chest and can hear the frantic almost wounded sound of his heart beating* Withdrawls are a bitch..But we have a deal.

2005-10-30 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *stays against his chest and smiles slightly* guess a little better then the last time.... *as she talks he notices that the finally is unable to control her trembling* l... last time I.. i..

2005-10-30 [Averon]: Tarron: *Lulls her quietly* Shhhhhh..Sleep sis I got you noone will hurt you.

2005-10-30 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *feels him petting her as she trembles, her mind going to her past* last time... i.. i started to on walls with blood... mine... whoever got in my way... who ever I stole from... *Tarron finally notices how high up the slice marks on her arms went.*

2005-10-30 [Averon]: Tarron: *keeps petting her* I will help you get through this no matter what it takes....We will beat this

2005-10-30 [crowfeather]: Crimson: you should have seen the blood. such a shade of red... such a pretty shade of red... *tears fall as she stays in his arms*

2005-10-30 [Averon]: Tarron: *Gets more and more worried every moment* I bet.....*his voice trails off*

2005-10-30 [crowfeather]: Crimson: I can always hear them screaming.... mamma... pappa... mis hermanos e hermanas.... spill blood so I can hear them scream.. so I don't forget... but i forget.. i forget... *her voice trails off as stays in his arms, her trembling tireing her out as she starts to drift off*

2005-10-30 [Averon]: Tarron: *whispers* I don't want to see you hurt Sis you ARE all I have.

2005-10-30 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *though trembling she does her best to cuddle him, slightly latched onto his chest*

2005-10-30 [Averon]: Tarron: *supports her bodw with his* We'll beat this just try and rest

2005-10-30 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *ends up napping on his chest, her small body cradled in his arms*

2005-10-30 [Averon]: Tarron: *stayed awake all day with her in his arms, until she finally woke, stirring in his arms*

2005-10-30 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *for a moment in time she thought he was someone else and was doing her best to struggle out of his arms only to have Tarron keep her close so that she couldn't go anywhere. when she hears him sternly say her name she slowly quiets down and blinks*

2005-10-30 [Averon]: Tarron : Its ok Crimson it ok *he would whisper sweetly into her ear as she struggled aginst him, he already removed her weapons so she couldn'd harm him*

2005-10-30 [crowfeather]: Crimson: T.. Tarron? I'm sorry.. I'm sorry bro... *tightly hugs him when she realizes it was him*

2005-10-30 [Averon]: Tarron: Like I said withdrawl is a bitch....*hugs her back as he watches the door*

2005-10-30 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *she was silent for a moment then whispers* someone's in the building.... I just heard a truck stop outside... *looks up at him*

2005-10-30 [Averon]: Tarron: *Lays her in the corner of the room and throws a fur cover over her* Stay here sis no need for you to get involved *puts a 45 revolver in each hand and walks stealthfully to the door*

2005-10-30 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *manages to regulate her breathing so it couldn't be heard as she stayed still under the fur*

2005-10-30 [Averon]: Tarrom:*Hears the triple beep of the radio and then the words* "Go GO GO" *Followed by the door being blasted in sending wooden and steel shrapnel into his legs. They entered the room quickly and 'swept' the room for what they called hostiles. They didn't see Crimson under the fur, they didn't see Tarron aginst the wall with his barrels trained on thier heads.* "Ok sir all clear" *One of them said, but Tarron knew the second that they turned around he would be spotted. He fired once the first man turned all the way around, he could see the mans eyes grow wide when Tarron pulled the trigger sending a 45cal round into the bace of his skull followed shortly by eight other shots.*

2005-10-30 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *she heard the explosion and the voices followed by the gun fire. it took all of her will to not utter a sound or move, especially when she feels the body of a soldier land on top of her.*

2005-10-30 [Averon]: Tarron: *Feel several sharp pains run along his body but nevertheless he kept fiiring, killing every last soldier* Crimson thats all of them we HAVE to get out of here *Picks the soldiers body off of her* They brought a truck with them we can take that *Throws the fur blanket off of her* I'll drive *offers her his hand*

2005-10-30 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *coughs and staggers over to her things which she quickly packs, putting her jacket back on* where the hell are we supposed to go? *glances up at him*

2005-10-30 [Averon]: Tarron: Same place I went........ Eilondrie *Grabs his four duffels and heads out the door* We're sure to be safe there

2005-10-30 [crowfeather]: Crimson: there's a problem with that plan of yours though... we're on an island... my jeep's still over at the port on the desert mainland side..... *slings her bag over her shoulder as she follows him out of the building and hops into the truck. glances in the back and her eyes go wide* what the hell?? *in the back there was what looked like a stock pile of weapons along with shackles and some medical devices* okay I am officially disturbed

2005-10-30 [Averon]: Tarron: That is how they do things in the millitary * Hands her a uniform* Put this on so we look official

2005-10-30 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *takes her jacket off as she sat in the truck and changes not caring if Tarron watched her change. uses her scarf to hide her braids then puts on a hat. if he didn't know her, his female companion actually looked like a teen aged young man. looks back at him and smirks* be afraid.. be very afraid...

2005-10-30 [Averon]: Tarron: *had already changed while behind the wheel* We look official now. And look *Taps a pin showing three interlocked circles on his standard issue camo cap* I'm a captian..Now be afraid *Laughs as they approach the ferry*

2005-10-30 [crowfeather]: Crimson: you know my opinion on military.. *smirks slightly and shakes her head* you know you are making me into you... are you sure you want that? *glances at him*

2005-10-30 [Averon]: Tarron: Turning you into me? Really? *Stops the truck and is approached by the fairy captian* Orders please *The captian says, Tarron quickly makes a response* Orders.....Just WHO do you think you are!! You see this!!! *Taps his rank* I could have my boys in the back kill you for demanding my orders we've got more important things to do than worry about YOUR damn approval!!!! *Yells at the top of his lungs * Let me on this God Damn fairy!!!!

2005-10-30 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *while Tarron was yelling at the man that was yelling just as much back slips on a headset that had an eyepiece. ends up quietly yet quickly hacking into the clearance system for the ferry and get it so that they could get on. a sargent runs over to the truck and hands the man the orders to allow the truck through*

2005-10-30 [Averon]: Tarron: Thats right..See there are your papers now let this truck on!! *the fairy captian reluctantly does so, and Tarron can hear Crimson giggling in the back of the truck* Guess we're pretty much clear then *He said as she took the seat beside him*

2005-10-30 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *smirks as she looks over at him with the eye piece style screen over her eye and the earpiece* hey not my fault... you were busting my eardrums with your shouting..

2005-10-30 [Averon]: Tarron: Yeah.... *taps his rank* Captians are known for that *loughs at his own inside joke*

2005-10-30 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *shakes her head* not about to call you sir... might just increase your ego on that one... *leans back in the seat and props a boot up on the dashboard as she listens to the communications that were going through for the ferry ship as they slowly made their way to the mainland* if anyone's jacked off my jeep I am going to be very pissed off...

2005-10-31 [Averon]: Tarron: We shouls take both vehicles incase one breaks down *he also propps his feet on the dash* Comfortable over there??

2005-10-31 [crowfeather]: Crimson: what? you want me to act like a girl? last time I did that I had the shit raped out of me.... *rubs her forehead*

2005-10-31 [Averon]: Tarron: Well then I guess we could fit the jeep in the bed of this friggin truck..*Looks in the back* We could make room for it

2005-10-31 [crowfeather]: Crimson: that would cause the truck to run low though... especially with all of the weapons still in the back... *closes her eyes and leans her head back against the back of the chair as she feels her hands shaking* about one of the only ways you can get rid of half of this shit is we sell it on the black market.... of course I might be able to find someone that won't ask questions and cover for us...

2005-10-31 [Averon]: Tarron: If you could do that it would be good *Mummers* Not like we couldn't use the money

2005-10-31 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *nods her head* once we get to the mainland we're gonna have to get back to the city where you guys picked me up at......

2005-10-31 [dead~spirit]: *a mysterious figure approach's them, in a cloak.*

2005-10-31 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *glances out the window and raises an eyebrow* looks like we're not the only ones on this ride

2005-10-31 [Averon]: Tarron:SHIT *kicks open the drivers door and walks to the figure* Hellow sir and you would be?

2005-10-31 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *slides a knife out of her boot and twirls it slightly, keeping watch of what was going on*

2005-10-31 [dead~spirit]: *the cloaked figure concealing his face, makes a slight gesture.* "im looking for a man, he is very important to me, and I must find him. we were Delta Force operaters a while back." *hands Tarron a picture of Warfox.*

2005-10-31 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *watches the figure and noticed the picture as she twirls her knife in her hand* sorry man... no clue.. why you want him so bad?

2005-10-31 [dead~spirit]: *the firgure sighs.* "i heard he is in danger, and wanted to protect him, and i have a proposition for him."

2005-10-31 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *comes out of the truck, the figure sees that she was completely disguised as a man. wanders over still playing with her knife* so ya his friend? *indicates for the figure to come closer* last time we saw him was there.. *points back at Atolincia as they continue on the ferry* he would occationally pop up, help out, then disappear again... no clue where he is now... 

2005-10-31 [dead~spirit]: *the dark figure walks off the edge of the ferry, and disappears into the water.*

2005-10-31 [crowfeather]: Crimson: O_o *blinkblink, stares in disbelief and shakes her head* seen almost everything on this planet but that...

2005-10-31 [Averon]: Tarron: Damn re-breathers *Gets back into the dribvers side* Probable y his a re-breather under that cloak...

2005-10-31 [crowfeather]: Crimson: what the hell is a re-breather?? *climbs into the truck again, casually hitting one of Tarron's pressure points to block the pain she knew he was probably feeling. when he wasn't looking carefully pulls a couples splinters of wood out of his legs*

2005-10-31 [Averon]: Tarron: A reabreather uses chemical means to filter the carbon dioxide that you breathe out to make it into breathable air again *Winces from the pain of her pulling out the splinters of wood that he had gotten from the door blast* Basically as long as you breathe into it it will keep producing air for you.

2005-10-31 [crowfeather]: Crimson: you know I had a slightly stable life before I met you... steal a few things... kill on occation... keep on the move... didn't have any run-ins with these re-breathers of yours... *still plucking things out of his legs* eh be glad you had pants on and weren't naked.. you would probably have splinters in your dick right about now...

2005-10-31 [Averon]: Tarron: *laughs slightly* I most likely would *Winces* But you know before I started questioning life I had a pretty good life too..

2005-10-31 [crowfeather]: Crimson: killing without question isn't much of a life there bro... just following orders because they were given? no thanks... *uses a spray to disinfect the injuries then pats him on the shoulder* they're small.. you'll heal fast... just gonna be stinging for the next day or so

2005-10-31 [Averon]: Tarron: Thats fot those wounds that were just mear splinters *Pulls his pants higher to reveal what looked like pieces of sheet metal in his leg* There are going to be painful

2005-10-31 [crowfeather]: Crimson: O_o not going to ask how you got that in there... gimme your leg.. *holds his leg still as he squirms in the truck as she picks the metal out* oh ewww... so gross... *goes about her work*

2005-11-01 [Averon]: Tarron: What about the bleeding *Puts his hand over the wound* Oh hell guess I'll just stitch it up *Grabbs a needle and thread and sets to work*

2005-11-01 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *helps him with the stiches*

2005-11-01 [Averon]: Tarron: Thnks there will be plenty more stitches to come I'm sure of it *winces at the pain almost passing out*

2005-11-01 [crowfeather]: Crimson: hold in there bro... almost done...

2005-11-01 [Averon]: Tarron: *Leans aginst the truck* Ok sis

2005-11-01 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *after she was done stiching him up and bandaging him she leans his chair back slightly so he could rest a little better*

2005-11-01 [Averon]: Tarron: *knew that a stom was coming becouse of the radio transmissions* We're going to be delayed about 3 to 4 houts I believe. I suggest you tighten down the hatches (being that the truck is like one of those canvas millitary supply trucks).

2005-11-01 [crowfeather]: Crimson: weee... *sighs and climbs into the back to secure the things in the back* oh god these people are such freaks... hey bro.. want a porn mag?

2005-11-01 [Averon]: Tarron: SUre *he says sarcastically, as she throws him the mag. He rolls it up and pulls out a lighter, flicks the tip and funs the blue flame along the mag, erupting it in flames* Thats about all they are good for *Throws the burning mess into an empty metal ammo crate*

2005-11-01 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *giggles and shakes her head* sometimes I wonder about you

2005-11-01 [Averon]: Tarron: Yep all they are good for *sits back in the chair* all they were ever good for

2005-11-01 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *pokes her head between the chairs* makes me wonder how you are in a game of poker... ^-^

2005-11-01 [Averon]: Tarron: I'm good in poker *laughs* I win almost every time

2005-11-01 [crowfeather]: Crimson: O_o ^___^ Oooooo....

2005-11-01 [G:/enesis~]: Warfox: *appears in the distance holding his thumb out.*

2005-11-01 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *blinks and looks out the window* you have got to be kidding me.. how the hell did he get on the ferry? *steps out of the truck* Warfox?

2005-11-01 [G:/enesis~]: Warfox: *points to the rubber raft tied up to the side of the ferry.* "i came back, and the apartment was blown to bits, so i just followed the blood trails to the port, and figured out where you were going.."

2005-11-01 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *smiles a little* there was someone over here looking for you a couple of hours ago actually.. *leads Warfox back to the truck*

2005-11-01 [G:/enesis~]: Warfox: "who would that be?"

2005-11-01 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *shrugs* said that he was your friend back in Delta... was worried about you and some shit like that... wore a dark cloak

2005-11-01 [G:/enesis~]: Warfox: *shrugged.* "to hell if I know!"

2005-11-01 [crowfeather]: Crimson: like I do? he had a picture of you with him... once I told him you were back in the city he just nodded and walked off into the water... freakiest thing I have ever seen

2005-11-01 [G:/enesis~]: Warfox: *blinks* "you sure your not making this up?"

2005-11-01 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *shakes her head* Tarron saw it too.. but right now he's sleeping....

2005-11-01 [Averon]: Tarron: *woke up* Hey Warfox come to join our pretty little band? *he says as he sits up*

2005-11-01 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *pokes Tarron in the forehead* go back to sleep

2005-11-01 [Averon]: Ok *lays his head down and begins napping*

2005-11-01 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *sighs and shakes her head, covering him up with her jacket to keep him warm then looks up at the dark clouded sky as it begins to sprinkle* great... in the middle of water with a storm... *shakes her head*

2005-11-02 [G:/enesis~]: Warfox: *looks at Tarron* "is he alright?"

2005-11-02 [crowfeather]: Crimson: took some shrapnel to the legs and chest..... just spent the last 2 hours patching him up... *Warfox could tell that she was worried about the man*

2005-11-02 [G:/enesis~]: Warfox: *walks over and looks at him, pulls out a little flashlite, and shines in his eyes.* "his pupils are diolated, he lost a lot of blood. im going to get some rest in the back of the jeep, if he starts to die let me know, i can save him."

2005-11-02 [crowfeather]: Crimson: o_o.... *stares at Warfox then looks at Tarron worriedly, whispering* bro you better not die

2005-11-02 [Averon]: Tarron: *mumbles under his beath* I won't *As he reaches out to hold something, anything*

2005-11-02 [G:/enesis~]: Warfox: *lays down in the back and looks at his bracelets which are blinking blue.* "damn they are getting low, if he needs this, then im going to be empty until i find someone who is sick.."

2005-11-02 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *ends up slicing her arm causing it to bleed, putting it to Tarron's mouth and forces him to drink since she didn't trust the sanitary condition of the water that was avaliable*

2005-11-02 [Averon]: Tarron: *felt sick inside drinking her blood* I can't he said it's wrong... *turned over, facsing the metal floor*

2005-11-02 [G:/enesis~]: Warfox: *smells the blood, and walks over to her.* "you know you dont have to do that, i can make a filter for this water..."

2005-11-02 [Averon]: Tarron: *mumbles* So could I but I can't feel my legs

2005-11-02 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *growls slightly at Warfox, suddenly holding her knife to his neck then lets him go returning to taking care of Tarron not phased by the blood.*

2005-11-02 [Averon]: Tarron: Just no more blood sis makes me feel sick inside taking it from you

2005-11-02 [G:/enesis~]: Warfox: *walks over to her, and grabs her knife and hand, and holds her knife to his throat.* "you want to kill me then do it, but if you do...he dies.. im your only chance of saving him."

2005-11-02 [crowfeather]: Crimson: don't worry bro I won't.... *looks at Warfox and pulls her hand and knife away from the man's neck*

2005-11-02 [G:/enesis~]: Warfox: *looks at Tarron, and then back at Crimson, trying to hide something, he begins to walk to the back of the truck.*

2005-11-02 [Averon]: Tarron: I'll get beter sis *coughs* Once we get to land we'll get help.

2005-11-02 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *nods her head* don't worry.. I know a couple people that will help you...

2005-11-02 [G:/enesis~]: Warfox: *as he is walking back he thinks to himself.* "i dont know how to tell her, maybe i should just act surprised when he starts to die.."

2005-11-02 [Averon]: Tarron: *starts sleeping again her hand in his, holding on to her for dear life*

2005-11-02 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *holding Tarron as tears well up in her eyes. even though he wasn't blood, to her he was the only family that she had left. if he died she knew exactly who the hell to blame. under her breath* I'll make them pay for your pain bro... I'll make them all fucking pain... I'll make them bleed...

2005-11-02 [G:/enesis~]: Warfox: *looks down at his blinking bracelets again, and hits the side of the truck.* "this is a nessecery risk..." *as he turns around and walks back towards them.*

2005-11-02 [Averon]: Tarron *I feel beter but the boat outta cross in about 30 mins I can hold out until then.....I promise sis

2005-11-02 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *moves Tarron to the passanger seat of the truck* you're in no shape to drive... *looks over at Warfox*

2005-11-02 [G:/enesis~]: Warfox: *walks over to him, and puts his hand on Tarrons chest. his bracelets begins to glow a bright steady sky blue light, as Tarrons wounds begin to heal.*

2005-11-03 [Averon]: Tarron: *his wounds do heal, slowly but shurely. The deep wounds get shallower but at a price, the skin grows over the shrapnel in the wounds*

2005-11-03 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *smiles a little and hugs Warfox, whispering in his ear* thank you...

2005-11-03 [Averon]: Tarron: Hey thats cool and all *points to his lower leg* But I've still got a problem *the wounds had grown over the shrapnel, making it more difficult to get the twisted metal out of his leg* But I'll survive for now..I'll do some self surgery once we are somewhere we can rest.

2005-11-03 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *smiles a little and shakes her head* men.. both of you are completely pathetic... it's a wonder tht either of you have lasted this long

2005-11-04 [G:/enesis~]: Warfox: *walks back and sits down in the back.*

2005-11-04 [crowfeather]: Crimson: hey Warfox... *turns around in the chair and peeks over the back of it and look at the man* can I ask you something?

2005-11-04 [Averon]: Tarron: *Goes back to sleep*

2005-11-06 [G:/enesis~]: Warfox: *laying down, with his eyes shut, he answers.* "go for it.."

2005-11-06 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *tilts her head a little* have I ever met you? you seem a bit familiar... *the man first shrugs then shakes his head* hn.. okay... maybe it was someone else... *turns around and sits back down*

2005-11-07 [G:/enesis~]: Warfox: *rolls over.* "we should start movin again, we cant stay here much longer."

2005-11-07 [Averon]: Tarron: We will get moving as soon as possible but as you can see there is really nowhere for us to go...

2005-11-07 [G:/enesis~]: Warfox: "i thought we were headin for the forest after retrieved the vehicle?"

2005-11-07 [Averon]: (we are on a ferry in the middle of the ocean and a storm is coming)

2005-11-07 [crowfeather]: Crimson: I know that this is going to sound completely stupid question but isn't that area off limits?

2005-11-07 [Averon]: Tarron: Its the only real place to hide I do believe *looks around* unless anyone here has a better idea.

2005-11-07 [G:/enesis~]: Warfox:*smirks at Crimson.* "yeah, but since when did that stop us." (o sorry i didnt know.)

2005-11-07 [Averon]: Tarron: *laughs* exactly

2005-11-07 [crowfeather]: Crimson: if the military is hunting you two down then I don't think that going to Cinbactie would be a good idea... *notices Tarron's reaction to her knowledge of the city* what? I've been there before...

2005-11-07 [Averon]: Tarron: Well if you have a better idea do tell

2005-11-07 [G:/enesis~]: Warfox: *smiles at the two.* "what about Eilondrie?"

2005-11-07 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *looks over at Warfox, slightly confused by his comment but keeps her silence*

2005-11-07 [crowfeather]: Crimson: okay I think I am the only one here that has never seen a tree so I would be completely lost over there Warfox..