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Cerillium wrote:

Giovenith wrote:Giovenith was a bit suspicious, enemies did not usually just disappear. But none the less, it seemed like they should take advantage of the peace.

"I'm going to get the people from the bridge," she said.

"I'll go with you." Ceril raised his firearm and grabbed a medical bag.

"Thank you."

They quickly ran back to the bridge, where most of the patients had decided to huddle together for extra warmth and a sense of protection. At the moment they seemed perplexed by what was going on.

"What happened? I hear nothing..." said one woman.

"We're not sure yet," explained Giovenith, helping up another, less mobile patient. "But we should take the time to get somewhere safer while we still have it. Ceril, if you would help the other non-walkers?"

"Do you know where your parents are?" Tony asked while treating the girls leg. "There all done." Tony said.
"Thank you mister." The little girl said. "My parents were killed by those things..."
"Well i can bring them back to life." Tony said. Tony takes a lollipop out of his pocket. He gives it to the little girl.
"C'mon lets go bring your parents back to life." Tony said.

Ceril pulled his hood over his head before they left. He hoped they wouldn't confuse him for a Drone.

He helped people to their feet. "Follow us." He lent his strength to a pregnant woman and carried an unconscious man over his shoulder.

Swith Witherward wrote:

Tsuyoi tekikoku wrote:"the skin on the wings begin to fall off only leaving bone"

"Dibs on her liver," Swith muttered, sensing she was dead.

She looked at the child someone handed her. Was it Ceril or Bran? The child was still groggy from her head wound. Swith touched her forehead and healed her, handing her off to Naomi to distract her from Tsu.

Swith walked down the rows, touching people to ease their pain (or wishing their souls well after they'd crossed on).

"a tsuyoian SOAV opsrey helicopter dropped off the strike ops raiders who where carrying a strange gun they opened the door to the chaos"
Where here to revive miss tsu said striker

Giovenith wrote:"I'm going to get the people from the bridge," she said.

"Alright, bring the more seriously wounded ones here and send the others somewhere else."

Bran ran over to Naomi and saw the child, it painfully reminded him of Rachelle. He quickly ran across the street and checked to make sure Rachelle a nd Rylli were still there. Satisfied that they smothered him in hugs, Bran bolted back across the street to put into practice what a medic taught him years ago as he was lying on his back on a runway, Rylli standing a few feet back crying becuase her faulty plane was almost responsible for her newfound love's death . . .

Meanwhile:

The celebrations were short lived as Political officers were unleashed among the ranks of Branriech forces, enforcing terror and brutality not even seen by the Drones. Branriech soldiers began openly revolting again under a new flag, they would attempt to overthrow the remnents of the Government. Forces all across the Branriech hopped onto what vehicles they could find and began riding to the Capitol for a heroic charge on the Government fortress in the unscathed middle of the city.

"Bran," Ceril approached him. He eased the pregnant woman into a chair. "Where do you want the dead?"

Cerillium wrote:"Bran," Ceril approached him. He eased the pregnant woman into a chair. "Where do you want the dead?"

"Anywhere away from the wounded, that can't be healthy."

As he finished speaking, Bran soon became a member of the wounded as he passed out from blood loss in his leg.

OOC: Goodnight you all!

Tony walks up to the roof of the apartment with the little girl.
"I couldn't locate your parents bodies i'm sorry but i cannot resurrect them without their bodies." Tony said to the little girl.
The little girl burst into tears. Tony picked the little girl up. She cried into his shoulder. He patted her on her head. He looks at a security camera. "Dab if you tell anyone i have a soft side, i will rip out your throat." Tony says.

Meanwhile in Dab's room.
Dab was resurrected and sitting in his room holding a tablet with the camera to the roof on screen.
"Yeah... i kinda want to keep my throat sooooooooooo i won't tell." Dab said as evil dab appears next to Dab.

Ceril instructed the waitstaff to remove the dead. He poured a glass of rum and sat.

What else can I do?

In a completely unrelated matter, strange craft remarkably similar to the ones under General Ripper's command were spotted giving support to the Branreich rebels, though the Armed Republic would deny any involvement in the matter... official involvement, that is...

The original reptilians had mixed feelings, on one hand their enemies were destroyed, on the other they did not do it. The forcefield around Hawaii dropped as the energy weapons hid themselves in the volcano.

...

NVE was relived that the battle was over. His Void-Gun idea wasn't going to work and he didn't want to build the Supernova Bomb. The bomb would have leveled the universe. Gretta was bust treating the wounded. And Fortu remembered what had happened to him.

The New Velociraptor Empire wrote:NVE was relived that the battle was over. His Void-Gun idea wasn't going to work and he didn't want to build the Supernova Bomb. The bobmb would have leveled the universe. Gretta was bust treating the wounded. And Fortu remembered what had happened to him.

One hundred twenty sets of eyes stared at NVE. "Instructions?" one hundred twenty voices said. They perched on tanks, in the rafters, on desks and chairs... all of them with the same kind smile and cheerful disposition.

The BranRiech wrote:

Cerillium wrote:"Bran," Ceril approached him. He eased the pregnant woman into a chair. "Where do you want the dead?"

"Anywhere away from the wounded, that can't be healthy."

As he finished speaking, Bran soon became a member of the wounded as he passed out from blood loss in his leg.

OOC: Goodnight you all!

"AH! Bran!" yelled Giovenith, helping him to not his the ground too hard. "Ah, Ceril! He's got major blood loss!"

OOC: Same. Night!

*Thriller sat on the edge of the roof of the apartment watching the fleet of Bone Fort off in the distance then looked down below to see the swarms of injured, medics, doctors, even the strike team, as well as dropships coming and going. This got him thinking hard on his goals for a moment.*

-meanwhile in Purgatory-
"Superbia fell asleep under a tree, so the poor demon never knew what happened to Earth. However, the large increase in the number of people would make him think that humanity lost*

Tony put the little girl on his shoulder again. The little girl was still crying. Tony jumps off the apartment roof. He holds on to the little girl so she doesn't fall. Once he lands he goes and searches for three other missing tenants of the apartment.

Ceril brought Bran to Swith. "He isn't doing well."

(OOC I've got to finish a paper. Will return later.)

Swith Witherward wrote:

The New Velociraptor Empire wrote:NVE was relived that the battle was over. His Void-Gun idea wasn't going to work and he didn't want to build the Supernova Bomb. The bobmb would have leveled the universe. Gretta was bust treating the wounded. And Fortu remembered what had happened to him.

One hundred twenty sets of eyes stared at NVE. "Instructions?" one hundred twenty voices said. They perched on tanks, in the rafters, on desks and chairs... all of them with the same kind smile and cheerful disposition.

NVE thought for a moment. "Rebuilding my apartment?" NVE suggested. It was in charred ruins after the fire Naomi staret spread to the bedroom, living room, and kitchen. Surprisingly the bathroom was left untouched by the flames.

"the strike ops raiders pikc up tsu's body and slowly move her outside of the chaos fearing a exoplsion and then the strike ops raiders fire their special gun and then a exoplsion happens and alot of smoke covers"

The New Velociraptor Empire wrote:NVE thought for a moment. "Rebuilding my apartment?" NVE suggested. It was in charred ruins after the fire Naomi staret spread to the bedroom, living room, and kitchen. Surprisingly the Bathroom was ledt untouched by the flames.

Twenty constructs peeled away from the flock and gathered tools. They were hesitant to leave the comfort of the lab, but braved the door and complained about the texture of carpet under their sharp toed feet. They found his apartment and started their work... while twenty more bombarded him with questions about what he wanted done, how it wanted it set, and if he preferred blue to yellow walls. In the end, an Overseer explained that the work would be done in a few days.

--

Swith took Bran from Ceril's arms. "He's an injury magnet," she said. "Ten gods and a host of angels couldn't protect him." She healed his leg and restored his blood, then handed him back to Ceril. "Just take him home and tuck him into bed. Don't give me that look. Just... do it."

Naomi found some chicken fingers in the cooler and warmed them up for the child.

In the darkness outside, a blinding light shone. A red flare shot out from outside of the city's outskirts.

Monfrox wrote:In the darkness outside, a blinding light shone. A red flare shot out from outside of the city's outskirts.

Tony see's the red flare. "Hold on tight."Tony says to the little girl. The little girl grabs onto tony's head careful not to cover the lenses. Tony sprints off towards the outskirts where the flare came from.

Swith Witherward wrote:

The New Velociraptor Empire wrote:NVE thought for a moment. "Rebuilding my apartment?" NVE suggested. It was in charred ruins after the fire Naomi staret spread to the bedroom, living room, and kitchen. Surprisingly the Bathroom was ledt untouched by the flames.

Twenty constructs peeled away from the flock and gathered tools. They were hesitant to leave the comfort of the lab, but braved the door and complained about the texture of carpet under their sharp toed feet. They found his apartment and started their work... while twenty more bombarded him with questions about what he wanted done, how it wanted it set, and if he preferred blue to yellow walls. In the end, an Overseer explained that the work would be done in a few days.

"Well, very good. I'll find somewhere to stay in the meantime." NVE told the Overseer. He went over to Chaos to see Gretta, not sure what she looked like. "My Pyro? Are you here?" he called out. "Right here my Killer." Gretta said while stiching up a wound.

At the flare was Dagger One's squad. Their armor was busted up and their uniforms were torn. Two bodies lay in the middle in the light as Lidev, holding the flare gun, sat against a part of a wall with her hair all a mess and her clothes in shreds, showing her black under garments in some places.

The three objects sat in place above the Earth, unmoving at all, an eerie aura about them. They did nothing, the only movement they had ever made was exiting that portal. No more, no less.

Around the Earth, the orbs had finished their jobs, fading away from existence. They had served their purpose - clean up the mess. In the city, before Swith, a Man appeared from nowhere.

"Hello" He said plainly, his voice calm, yet sounding almost odd.