Veronica Madaraki (
stitchedupbodyguard) wrote2014-11-27 09:45 pm
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4.5th blade [Action; FOURTH WALL EVENT]
[The first change Veronica noticed was in her hands, specifically the tips of her fingers. The needles; the ones that injected the paralyzing poison that also fought regenerative effects. They were back, sticking out of the tips of her scarred fingers just enough to be noticeable if you were looking right at them.
Everything was back. Her eyes were seeing in infrared again, her muscles were already feeling stronger. The urge to just... jump up and down with joy was not one Veronica felt before, but dammit all if she wasn't excited about this.
She had to get out.
Everything seemed brighter somehow, as she walked down paths and streets, feeling what little snow there currently was crunching underneath her boots. It wasn't that cold, she had her cloak on. She didn't care about it anyways, she was too happy about this.
She wanted to do so much. Breathe fire, jump off a building and land unharmed, fight with any foe and come out on top.
But, for now, she'd settle for slicing through the trees that dotted the random routes like they were butter with the multiple swords the poked out from under her cloak. She'd also even do a little training with her Pokemon. Sword fighting with her Honedge, some hand-to-hand combat with Greninja. They seemed just as happy to see Veronica in such high spirits.
There was also an urge, almost overwhelming, to fight someone. She missed doing that, and there was no way that she'd let this moment go to waste.]
Everything was back. Her eyes were seeing in infrared again, her muscles were already feeling stronger. The urge to just... jump up and down with joy was not one Veronica felt before, but dammit all if she wasn't excited about this.
She had to get out.
Everything seemed brighter somehow, as she walked down paths and streets, feeling what little snow there currently was crunching underneath her boots. It wasn't that cold, she had her cloak on. She didn't care about it anyways, she was too happy about this.
She wanted to do so much. Breathe fire, jump off a building and land unharmed, fight with any foe and come out on top.
But, for now, she'd settle for slicing through the trees that dotted the random routes like they were butter with the multiple swords the poked out from under her cloak. She'd also even do a little training with her Pokemon. Sword fighting with her Honedge, some hand-to-hand combat with Greninja. They seemed just as happy to see Veronica in such high spirits.
There was also an urge, almost overwhelming, to fight someone. She missed doing that, and there was no way that she'd let this moment go to waste.]
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She'd arrived in a strange place and was accompanied by a strange creature. Lost and adrift she moved through the forest like a ghost with a blue squidlike creature hanging off her shoulders.
She was still wearing her school uniform so it stood to reason she'd gotten lost walking home from school...but where had this creature come from? It didn't seem to be making any move to hurt her though. It just draped off her shoulders like a backpack.
Her bandages bristled as she came across a stream and she paused to consider if it was best to follow it upstream or downstream. The creature took this moment to climb up her and spring into the air splashing into the water happily.
Tilting her head thoughtfully she watched it wondering just what the doctor would have to say about this thing....maybe she'd created it?
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So he hadn't actually been planning to go to the forest today but...here he is. Very suddenly. His Abra is with him at least since he had been lounging on his shoulders. Even though the teleporting keeps happening, he hadn't been expecting to teleport to a place where a massive tree trunk was hurtling right for him.
It's a good thing his reflexes are just as good as they always were, because the tree suddenly grinds to a halt in midair just a centimeter or two shy of Nagi's face.]
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It was something like a dog, but with odd darker color that started at the top of his forehead and extended a little past his neck. He growled at Alice, but found that the girl simply stared until he stopped, and then a moment later he was walking alongside her, looking tough as ever but no longer trying to intimidate the girl.
"Now where am I say," she said aloud. "Do you know the way, pup?"
No answer, of course.
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