Soulblades - Off-campus
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				Title: <strong>Soulblades - Off-campus</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AndyZ</strong> on <strong>15-07-2012, 19:40:55</strong>
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				(http://img406.imageshack.us/img406/676/sislandq.jpg)<br><br>A brisk walk off campus down a concrete road led to the beach, where sandy dunes laid still and let themselves be gently caressed by the wind and the waves.&nbsp; A lifeguard was already on duty, with times posted on the back for what looked to be a perpetual daylight shift, along with a <strong>SWIM AT NIGHT AT YOUR OWN RISK</strong> along the bottom.&nbsp; Red buoys in the water marked off the safe swimming areas.<br><br>Dubstep stereos blared out as students danced, played volleyball and got to know each other in various ways.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soulblades - Off-campus</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AndyZ</strong> on <strong>27-07-2012, 12:43:33</strong>
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				Down at the beach, the bright light of the sun was just beginning to sneak between the trees, giving a shadowy illumination to the area.&nbsp; The salty scent of the ocean was permeated with a bitter, iron stench of blood.&nbsp; Although none of the campus police had yet made it to the area, no doubt they were assembling to come and take a closer look at what had happened.<br><br>Much of the blood was in piles, caking the sandy shores alongside piles of what looked to be ash.&nbsp; Although some of these mounds were assembled in roughly humanoid shapes, others were chopped up, separated out into chunks or simply spread apart by the winds.<br><br>Though there was no sign of the monsters, the only human still around was the top half of a college student, leaving a flowing mass of blood and missing quite a few organs, with a corresponding pile of ash a half a foot away.&nbsp; The right lens of his sunglasses were broken, and his hand kept twitching, something sparkling between his fingertips.&nbsp; He was only barely conscious and clearly beyond saving.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soulblades - Off-campus</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eislynn</strong> on <strong>28-07-2012, 13:19:30</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://katidamo.wikispaces.com/file/view/Angie+Labcoat.JPG)</div><strong>Character</strong>: Angie Hart, RN<br><strong>Location</strong>: Beach<br><strong>Tagging</strong>: Anyone at the Beach<br><br>After seeing that things were under control at the clinic, Angie had taken out one of the emergency carts. It was really more of a hybrid golf cart/dune buggy stocked with first aid supplies and capable of carrying someone back to the clinic. It was a speedy little thing though, and she made it to the beach in no time. It was a dismal scene indeed. There was so much blood and ash that it could have been a bomb attack, but given her earlier conversation with Joanna, Angie almost believed the student in the coffee shop. <br><br>Her heart lurched in her chest. It was not a visceral reaction to the carnage, but rather an emotional response to the fact that there was no way to save anyone. Seeing the bifurcated student on the beach, she knew there was only one thing left for him. <br><br>She stepped off the cart and went over to him. She knelt down and took his twitching hand into hers. With her free hand, stroked his forehead. There was no way to stop death from taking him, but she was sure, even in his semi conscious state, that her soft touch might make his passage slightly easier. She sang softly, and to passers by the notes would have a nearly angelic quality. It was an old hymn she'd learned as a child. She hoped that the words "Dona nobis pacem / e dona eis requiem" would comfort both herself and the dying student.<br><br>Angie knew in her heart that there was most certainly an unseen enemy behind this attack. Even though the ideas of the monsters that were described went against all logic, she'd learned to trust her feelings, and somehow knew these things were real. Yet, in her human feebleness, Angie could do nothing but comfort the dying. That thought more than any other seemed to set her soul ablaze with a broken-hearted passion to do more than just kneel on a beach holding a dying kid. She continued singing, "Dona nobis pacem / et salva nos a hostibus / Salva nos, Deus."<br><br>&lt;Translation of the Latin is "Grant us peace and give them rest." 2nd part is "Grant us peace and save us from the enemy, Save us God." &gt;
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soulblades - Off-campus</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AribethAmkiir</strong> on <strong>29-07-2012, 08:35:06</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i1087.photobucket.com/albums/j480/Erion2451/rsbtvo.jpg)</div><strong>Character:</strong> Nikki Drake<br><strong>Location:</strong> Beach<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Angie Hart, anyone else<br><br>Nikki rode with the RN on the emergency cart over the rough, sandy ground.&nbsp; The redhead student did her best not to look at anything in particular.&nbsp; There was so much blood, it was surreal.&nbsp; At first, she didn't think the bifurcated body was real.&nbsp; It had to be movie prop, or CPR dummy.&nbsp; All of this wasn't real.<br><br><em>God, please don't let this be real,</em> she whispered in her mind.<br><br>The nurse left the cart and ran toward the injured boy, but Nikki just sat still.&nbsp; Eyes clamped shut.&nbsp; Something <em><strong>was</strong></em> really out there.&nbsp; Something evil, and cruel.&nbsp; She thought she'd be safe.&nbsp; She was on an island after all.&nbsp; There was only one way on and one way off.&nbsp; How was she supposed to know that creatures would follow her here? <br><br>It was all in her mind.&nbsp; That's it.&nbsp; It was just her mind playing tricks on her again.&nbsp; She could count to three and open her eyes and everything would be gone.&nbsp; <br><br><strong>"One."</strong><br><br>She'd be back at the facility.&nbsp; Back on her medications.&nbsp; <br><br><strong>"Two."</strong><br><br>None of this was real.&nbsp; The screams.&nbsp; The blood.&nbsp; It would all be gone.&nbsp; No one would be hurt.&nbsp; No one would be dying.<br><br>But what if she said three and opened her eyes and it was all there.&nbsp; What if it <em><strong>was</strong></em> real?&nbsp; No. No. No.&nbsp; That wasn't possible.&nbsp; She'd told her parents.&nbsp; She'd told her doctors.&nbsp; None of them had believed her.&nbsp; It wasn't real.&nbsp; IT WASN'T REAL.&nbsp; Wake up.&nbsp; Notrealnotrealnotrealnotreal.<br><br>She swallowed, inhaled deeply, <strong>"three,"</strong> her voice echoed over the deserted beach and she opened her eyes widely.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soulblades - Off-campus</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sasquatch421</strong> on <strong>30-07-2012, 03:51:23</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v398/lestat69_99/Rp%20char%20pics/Beautiful_Chinese_Girl_small.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Lihua Xiao<br><strong>Location:</strong> Beach<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Anyone<br><br>Lihua might not of made it to the beach first, but she slides to a stop at the the sight. Her mind refuses to make sense of what she is seeing and she stumbles forward looking. What could have caused all this?<br><br>Was the student right? Nothing seemed to be around at the moment, but who could say? With the way things were going right now there was not going to be a school year due to a student shortage. Her eyes fix on the nurse with the dying student, but still....<br><br>Suddenly a breeze takes the smell towards Lihua as her mind finally shows her the carnage. Her stomach makes a flip as bile rises in her throat as she stumbles to the side. Lihua's legs finally give out as she falls to the ground heaving. Finally her stomach succeeds in its quest to start emptying it's contents and the smell of vomit starts to float on the air....
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soulblades - Off-campus</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AndyZ</strong> on <strong>30-07-2012, 19:07:58</strong>
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				The boy, for none who could be cut down from life in so few years could truly be called a man, slowly opened his eyes at the affections and last rites given to him by the nurse.&nbsp; Panic blazed through his features, but beyond it all, he just laughed, a helpless, choking sound that at least he wasn't going to die afraid.&nbsp; "It's...it's funny," he barely managed.&nbsp; "I thought for sure it was...just stories."<br><br>Nikki's eyes open just in time for him to force his arm back up, the sparkling manifesting itself fully into a medieval broadsword of exceptional make, his last defiant push against his fate.&nbsp; "Guess I earned...that...schol-"<br><br>When the wounds of whatever unholy creature did this to him finally forced him to stop, his body didn't so much collapse like a rag doll as disintegrate like sugar figures dropped into water.&nbsp; It took less than a second for the muscular, tan features to fade into dull gray, and then there was just one more pile of ash on the sand, without even the soulblade remaining to mark his passage.<br><br>Flashlights shone upon Lihua as other figures, likely campus police, made their way up towards the beach.&nbsp; Although the flashlights weren't truly necessary to see just yet, they didn't hurt, and suggested that the police would be here a while.&nbsp; "Miss?" one of them called.&nbsp; "What are you doing out here?&nbsp; Are you alright?"&nbsp; Beams soon zeroed in on the others as well.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soulblades - Off-campus</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eislynn</strong> on <strong>30-07-2012, 22:00:03</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://katidamo.wikispaces.com/file/view/Angie+Labcoat.JPG)</div><strong>Character</strong>: Angie Hart, RN<br><strong>Location</strong>: Beach<br><strong>Tagging</strong>: Anyone at the Beach<br><br>With the manifestation of the ethereal weapon, Angelia's breath failed her and the hymn stopped dead. Once upon a times and visions of fairy-stories danced through her mind in a macabre waltz of shouldn'ts and impossibilities. Yet somehow on some level she wasn't entirely surprised. The shock of 'how and why' faded into the acceptance of 'why-not' rather quickly. She applied some level of rationale to the situation as she surveyed the beach. If there were... things... out there that could cause such destruction - why couldn't there be some way to fight it?<br><br>Angie began to worry herself at just how much sense she could make of the situation. She had to wonder for a moment if perhaps she'd just snapped and gone off the deep end. The ash on her clothes and hands testified that she had not imagined what just transpired. She turned her attention to the other students on the beach and pushed all thoughts like these aside as she went into professional mode once more. <br><br>As she said a final silent prayer for the boy, she dusted her hands off and wiped them on her lab coat. Angie glanced over to the redhead that had been riding the cart with her.&nbsp; She had been counting to herself but now that her eyes were open, the nurse could see even in the fading light that her pupils were dilating. She was surely in a bit of shock, and Angie scolded herself for the unprofessional decision she'd demonstrated in bringing students with her. She imposed herself in front of the girl and made eye contact. She spoke with a gentle authority. "I need you to look at me. I need you to do something for me. Go to the cart. Under the driver seat is a cooler with water inside. Bring me a bottle. I'm going to check on your friend." She hoped that by giving the girl a task, she would have less time to dwell on the shocking circumstance.<br><br>Angie approached the dark haired girl and placed a gentle hand on her back. She'd vomited, no doubt over the gory scene before them. "Hi, sweetie... I'm Angie... Can you stand up? We really should get you out of here..." Medical attention wouldn't be necessary, but Angie felt that a caring hand was usually a welcome thing to anyone. She waited for a moment to see if the redhead would snap out of her shock enough to bring the water, so she could offer it to the brunette to wash the taste of vomit out of her mouth. There would be space for all three of them on the cart, and she intended to get these students away from here as soon as possible. Hopefully soon enough to keep other students from coming towards the beach. Perhaps the campus police would have the foresight to block the beach off soon. <br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">For anyone that cares: this is an EMT Cart.</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://www.leaguecity.com/images/pages/N888//Medical_Cart.jpg)</div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soulblades - Off-campus</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sasquatch421</strong> on <strong>31-07-2012, 01:13:22</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v398/lestat69_99/Rp%20char%20pics/Beautiful_Chinese_Girl_small.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Lihua Xiao<br><strong>Location:</strong> Beach<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Angie, Anyone<br><br>It takes a bit for her to realize that someone was speaking to her. Then she felt the light pressure from the hand on her back and Lihua seems to snap back, <strong>"I'm Lihua.... It horrible isn't it? I thought it was bad when I found my parents after they had been murdered, but this is much worse. Then all of those classes I went through to get my first responders and I puke at the sight instead of being able to help. Not a very good first impression, I must be pitiful...."</strong><br><br>She's just talking for the sake of talking trying to get the images out of her mind. The smell though lingers even over the stench of her vomit, but she tries to stand anyways. Even on her feet Lihua is still shakey, but still manages to fall right back down on her butt. Shaking her head she tries once again forcing herself to remain on her feet this time, <strong>"I wonder if they will close the school over this? I mean it makes sense and it will help the police if nobody was around, but I sold everything off...."</strong><br><br>Then her thoughts snap back to the weapon that the student had. Lihua only saw it from the corner of her eye, but she looks around trying to see it again. Hawking a lugie to get the rest of the vomit out she knows she had seen it. Looking back at Angie her eyes take a questioning look, <strong>"That boy had a weapon didn't he? Where did it go?"</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soulblades - Off-campus</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AribethAmkiir</strong> on <strong>31-07-2012, 04:58:10</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i1087.photobucket.com/albums/j480/Erion2451/rsbtvo.jpg)</div><strong>Character:</strong> Nikki Drake<br><strong>Location:</strong> Beach<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Angie Hart, Lihua, anyone else<br><br>Nikki stared vacantly at the woman in the white lab coat.<br><br><em>Water?&nbsp; The boy's dead.&nbsp; Who needs water?&nbsp; I don't need water.&nbsp; There's an ocean full of water.&nbsp; The water didn't help him.&nbsp; Don't go in the water!</em><br><br>An expressionless blink was all the response Angie received before the redhead stood quietly and turned back toward the cart.&nbsp; Nikki didn't remember leaving the little buggy, but apparently she had.&nbsp; Maybe she was sleep walking?&nbsp; She'd tried to wake up once, but maybe someone needed to pinch her or slap her?&nbsp; Maybe if she screamed she could wake up?<br><br>She prepared herself to scream but when she opened her mouth, she did open her mouth (didn't she?), no sound came out.&nbsp; Without realizing she'd crossed the distance from where she was to the cart she stared at the white open-aired, four-wheel drive vehicle for a moment before she remembered the water, and that stupid song.&nbsp; Don't go in the water.<br><br>A moment of digging under the driver's seat and Nikki had the bottle of water.&nbsp; She turned to give it to the nurse, but the nurse had moved on.&nbsp; Did she still want the water?&nbsp; Why would she ask for water and then leave?&nbsp; Nikki wasn't some waitress on the beach.<br><br>She opened her mouth to ask if the nurse still wanted the water, but again no words escaped.&nbsp; She remembered forming the words in her mouth, but her tongue didn't seem to want to respond.&nbsp; Well the woman had asked for a bottle of water.&nbsp; Nikki might as well bring it to her.<br><br><em>Don't go in the water.&nbsp; Swim at your own risk.&nbsp; Dancing, swinging, we all dive in.&nbsp; don don don don don don - yay, for the Jaws theme!</em><br><br>Quietly Nikki brought the prized bottle of water to the white cloaked woman who was standing over a girl who looked familiar.&nbsp; Nikki knew this girl, maybe.&nbsp; Wasn't it Lula or something?&nbsp; Possibly.&nbsp; Like the orange haired girl from the <em>5th Element</em>.&nbsp; That was a good show.&nbsp; That's what the beach needed some weird blue woman singing space opera, and Bruce Willis.&nbsp; Bruce Willis would put everything right.&nbsp; Almost as fast as Chuck Norris would.&nbsp; Maybe they should call in Delta Force.&nbsp; Why?&nbsp; Nikki couldn't quite recall why they would need Delta Force.&nbsp; Maybe it had something to do with swimming.&nbsp; Who knew?
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soulblades - Off-campus</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AndyZ</strong> on <strong>31-07-2012, 05:55:13</strong>
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				As the police moved in, a number of them came up to start surveying the area, checking for survivors or anyone besides the three girls.&nbsp; So far, they hadn't found anyone, nor did they pay much attention to the ash and blood just yet.<br><br>One of them walked up towards the cart, checking in the database on his tablet.&nbsp; "Ms. Hart," he said, "I trust you'll have little trouble in getting these girls to somewhere safe?"&nbsp; Others started going about the process of cordoning off the area, setting up cones where they could apply the yellow police tape, or shining the lights out into the water to try to check for other survivors.<br><br>Some of them looked confused, others jaded, as if expecting that this was some sort of elaborate prank.&nbsp; None of them seemed to really understand the entirety of the situation.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soulblades - Off-campus</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eislynn</strong> on <strong>01-08-2012, 23:51:57</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://katidamo.wikispaces.com/file/view/Angie+Labcoat.JPG)</div><strong>Character</strong>: Angie Hart, RN<br><strong>Location</strong>: Beach<br><strong>Tagging</strong>: Anyone at the Beach<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=146211.msg6679244#msg6679244">Quote from: Sasquatch421 on 31-07-2012, 01:13:22</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><strong>"I'm Lihua.... It horrible isn't it? I thought it was bad when I found my parents after they had been murdered, but this is much worse. Then all of those classes I went through to get my first responders and I puke at the sight instead of being able to help. Not a very good first impression, I must be pitiful...."</strong><br><strong>"I wonder if they will close the school over this? I mean it makes sense and it will help the police if nobody was around, but I sold everything off...."</strong><br><strong>"That boy had a weapon didn't he? Where did it go?"</strong><br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Angie wasn't really sure how to respond to Lihua, but tried to anyway. <strong>"I'm sorry about your family... You're not pitiful. Trust me, I nearly had the same reaction you did. It takes a lot of practice and discipline to be able to put those responses aside."</strong><br><br>As the girl tumbled down, Angie waited for her to regain her feet and offered her arm as something Lihua could hold on to. <strong>"I don't know why but I have a feeling the school will stay open. Ms. Knight is no quitter."</strong><br><br>When she mentioned the weapon, Angie's jaw tensed ever so slightly. She was speaking to herself as much as to Lihua. <strong>"I was wondering if I imagined that weapon, but then... we both saw it... It must have really happened. It was like it was made of energy wasn't it?"</strong><br><br>The redhead had brought the water and Angie handed it to Lihua. <strong>"Here. Rinse out and drink up. It will help." </strong><br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=146211.msg6680954#msg6680954">Quote from: AndyZ on 31-07-2012, 05:55:13</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Ms. Hart," he said, "I trust you'll have little trouble in getting these girls to somewhere safe?"<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Angie indicated the cart to both girls and and began to walk towards it. The redhead didn't move and still had a glazed look in her eyes. So once again she imposed herself directly into the redhead's view. <strong>"I need you to come with me. We need to get off the beach. There's no one else we can help. Okay? So come with me."</strong> She gently touched the girl's arm with the intention of guiding her to the cart. Her soothing and melodic voice commanded and coaxed at the same time. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soulblades - Off-campus</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>angelic traces</strong> on <strong>04-08-2012, 08:30:03</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/f/fb/Liberty_NPT.jpg)</div> <strong>Character Name:</strong> Professor Liberty Whitaker, Drama<br><strong>Location:</strong> Beach<br><strong>Tags:</strong> Angie, others. <br><br>After an encounter with a frightened student who'd claimed there was a... thing at the beach, Liberty had headed down to the beach to investigate. By the time she arrived, there was a group of people gathered on the beach. She didn't see any sign of a "thing" but she did spot the school nurse among the people gathered. She'd met Angie when she arrived on campus and was somewhat glad for a familiar face, even if it was one she didn't know well. She trotted up to the group on the beach only slightly winded. <strong>"Some kid told me there was a <em>thing</em> and he seemed really freaked out. Did something happen?"</strong> 
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				Post by: <strong>Vaulera</strong> on <strong>04-08-2012, 23:26:03</strong>
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				Sophia Thorn<br>Location: Beach<br>Tagged: All on Beach<br><br>Sophia was breathing quite heavily when she arrived at the beach, campus authorities already there, speaking to Angie and Lihua, as well as a third girl. Sophia approached and looked around, seeing only blood and ash. It was horrifying, but she steeled herself and addressed the nurse. "Where are the corpses? Do you know how they were killed?" The others were being loaded onto a cart, and she must be busy, but the questions were aggravating her, no animal could have killed and eaten so many, and there was so much blood, it had to have come from multiple people, but there were no injured as far as she could tell.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soulblades - Off-campus</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eislynn</strong> on <strong>05-08-2012, 17:14:31</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://katidamo.wikispaces.com/file/view/Angie+Labcoat.JPG)</div><strong>Character</strong>: Angie Hart, RN<br><strong>Location</strong>: Beach<br><strong>Tagging</strong>: Anyone at the Beach<br><br>Angelia was both relieved and annoyed that more people were arriving on the beach. Relieved that more people meant less time to dwell on the awful events. Annoyed that she'd probably be the one who had to corral everyone back onto campus. Physical safety was not really on her mind save for the nagging thought that whatever did this might return, but emotional safety certainly was paramount at this point. The redhead at least was having trouble composing herself. Recognizing a fellow faculty member from the orientation meetings, Angie went over to her as she spoke. <br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=146211.msg6704458#msg6704458">Quote from: angelic traces on 04-08-2012, 08:30:03</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><strong>"Some kid told me there was a <em>thing</em> and he seemed really freaked out. Did something happen?"</strong></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>"I didn't see a 'thing', but think I can tell you with certainty that something happened here. I believe that each of these scorch marks represents someone that died here today." She said the words through a lump in her throat. Most of those had been teenagers cut down much too early.&nbsp; "We're going to need to get these students out of here. The redhead seems a little catatonic. Would you mind talking to her? If we can just get her to go to the cart, then..."<br><br>Her words were interrupted just then as another student ran out onto the beach. She sighed a simple plea to Miss Whitaker. "Oh for Pete's sake...We need to get these kids out of here." Angie's mistake in enlisting students to help was still haunting her - It was the third girl who had been in the coffee shop with the other two. <br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=146211.msg6708115#msg6708115">Quote from: Vaulera on 04-08-2012, 23:26:03</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Where are the corpses? Do you know how they were killed?"</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Angie shook her head at the girl. "There's nothing left. We need to move now, out of the way of the police. Perhaps you can talk to your red haired friend?" <br><br>Angie herself was amazed at how calm and authoritative she was being, but something inside her knew that in crisis, some people couldn't function without a clear set of instructions. If they were fine without being told what to do, Angie was sure they'd tell her, but for now, her goal was to get people off the beach - if for no other reason than to preserve their sanity. <br><br>She reflected again on the strange manifestation that had come from the dying boy. It reminded me of an old story about a warrior named Tren... Tron... Train. The details were still fuzzy, but she was sure she'd heard it long ago. She made a mental note to look through her books when she returned to her apartment. In her mind's eye she could swear she saw her father reading to her from a very old dark maroon leather-bound book. It was a twenty year old memory, from a time when she was home sick from school. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soulblades - Off-campus</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sasquatch421</strong> on <strong>06-08-2012, 00:55:58</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v398/lestat69_99/Rp%20char%20pics/Beautiful_Chinese_Girl_small.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Lihua Xiao<br><strong>Location:</strong> Beach<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Angie, Anyone<br><br>She gives a smile at the nurses comforting words as she takes the water. Taking a swig Lihua swishes it about in her mouth before spitting it into the sand. She supposes it does take time to get used to seeing this kind of stuff, but what really stuck in her mind was the weapon that the boy held. It seemed so out there, but she did mind the idea of herself holding one. Heck with the way this school year was starting out, Lihua considered trying to get a hold of a missile launcher....With infinite ammo just like on Resident Evil or something.<br><br>Her attention goes to the cops arriving on the scene along with a teacher? Then finally Sophia... When Nikki is mentioned Lihua looks at her flatmate and takes a pair of step to make sure she won't fall again. The attempt satisfies her and she speaks up, <strong>"It did seem like it was, but I'm not sure... Though now I think we should all get out of here before the cops get mad at us. Thank you for the help ma'am.... I can try and help with Nikki. Sophia and Nikki are my flatmates..."</strong><br><br>Stepping forward she attempts to wrap her arms around Nikki's shoulders and guide her to the cart, <strong>"Let's go roomie. Angelia will take us back to our dorms and then we can collapse on the couch or something. I for one am beat...."</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soulblades - Off-campus</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vaulera</strong> on <strong>06-08-2012, 03:29:11</strong>
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				Name: Sophia Thorn<br>Location: Beach<br>Tagged: All on the Beach<br><br>Sophia just shook her head, the thought of corpses just plain disappearing was unbelievable, but three..., two clearly lucid people said so. "I agree, Nikki is clearly in shock, but Miss, corpses don't just turn into ash. Something would have had to burn them, to dispose of the bodies, even stranger, if the rumors are true, it was sharks who killed these people, strange sharks. <em>Seaborne</em> creatures, there is no way that these people could have been bitten to death by creatures that are in the water. Do you have <em>any</em> idea what could have happened?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soulblades - Off-campus</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>angelic traces</strong> on <strong>06-08-2012, 05:29:22</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/f/fb/Liberty_NPT.jpg)</div> <strong>Character Name:</strong> Professor Liberty Whitaker, Drama<br><strong>Location:</strong> Beach<br><strong>Tags:</strong> Angie, Nikki<br><br><strong>"Died? Shit.</strong> Liberty covered her mouth after she said it, but really what else was there to say when someone told you that? She was a teacher for crying out loud, you just didn't expect to hear things like that. She pulled herself together quickly though, years of theatre training making her react despite the stress of the situation. She nodded when the nurse asked her to talk to the redhead and then moved away from the group to talk to her. <br><br><strong>"Hi, I'm Professor Whitaker, are you alright?"</strong> she asked, trying to make eye contact with the girl. She moved to place a hand on the girl's shoulder and lead her to the cart. <strong>"We need to get back up to the school so that the police can investigate."</strong><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soulblades - Off-campus</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eislynn</strong> on <strong>08-08-2012, 04:29:30</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://katidamo.wikispaces.com/file/view/Angie+Labcoat.JPG)</div><strong>Character</strong>: Angie Hart, RN<br><strong>Location</strong>: Beach<br><strong>Tagging</strong>: Anyone at the Beach<br><br>Angie had little patience for the questions of the girl Lihua had identified as Sophia. Even if she had the answers, she questioned the prudence of revealing them to a random student. Instead all she said to the student was "I saw no more than your friends here. You three can talk about it when you're safely back in your dorm. Everyone to the cart, the police have asked me to get you all out of here."<br><br>The cart would be able to carry all five of the women away from the beach if two of them sat side saddle on the stretcher. Angie was desperate to get back to her apartment and look through her books. Perhaps once the students were taken to safety she could ask Ms. Whitaker if she knew of the story about the warrior with an ethereal weapon. She was a drama teacher after all, so the idea didn't seem far-fetched. 
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