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Post by Nicolii Hunt Proctor on Apr 24, 2009 15:30:55 GMT -5
Nicolii felt weight pulled off him as he struggled with the remaining Infected. He blinked, confused, before he saw a woman fighting an Infected with her her hands. Or well, mostly. It seemed she had resorted to clawing and biting as well. If now had been the moment to joke, he would have announced loudly 'What a beast!' but, alas this was no moment for jokes. The woman shifted and placed her heel in the small of the Infected's back and kicked hard. In the same movement, she launched herself away, flipping backwards in the air, and pushing the Infected to the ground, obviously crippled. She landed on her feet, though she did stumble slightly, before she covered her loss of balance quickly by rolling to the side to dodge a stray bullet. She looked up, confused, to see another Infected in the picture. Nicolii noticed his infected enemy had been distracted and he shoved her off and snapped her neck. He stood up, careful not to put too much weight on his wounded side. He looked around as the woman noticed another Infected. Nicolii looked at Lyra, trying to send a signal that they should attack at the same time. She got it. With an almost primal growl, the woman launched herself, and Nicolii followed suit. They tackled him easily to the ground, before Lyra took his gun and shot him in the face.
Nicolii looked around swiftly, making sure no more Infected were around before he grabbed Lyra's wrist and tugged her in the direction that Noelle had ran off in. Lyra's two dogs caught up just as they rounded a corner. Nicolii saw Noelle taking on one infected, with Cody watching beside her. Nicolii didn't hesitate as he tackled the infected, landing squarely on his back and snapping his neck. The Infected slumped to the ground and Nicolii looked up at Noelle.
"Are you okay?"
He asked as he rushed to her side to help support her and her wounded leg. Lyra looked at Noelle and Nicolii, confusion written all over her face. But she understood and instead looked at Cody.
"What about you? Are you okay, Kid?"
She walked slowly towards him, trying to make it extremely obvious she wasn't going to hurt him or, really, touch him. She stopped a foot away and smiled. "What a night, hunh? I saw you take on a few Infected earlier. I'm impressed, Kid."
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Post by *~Noelle Marie Stryder on Apr 24, 2009 19:21:00 GMT -5
Noelle Stryder;passion and silence. sophia, sophia, i'm learnin' some things_____________________________________ Noelle panted, totally out of breath but still she was ready for more. The moment Nicolii wrapped his arms around her, Noelle shifted in his arms and threw her around his neck. She was overwelmed that he was alive and still here. In this moment she could feel Lyra's eyes stabbed into her back as she watched Noelle and Nicolii. Honestly, Noelle didn't notice. She didn't care who was watching she was just so happy that Nicolii was alright. He asked her if she was alright and all Noelle could do was smile, "I'm fine." she said though her voice sounded a bit faint from her earlier screaming.
Cody raised an eyebrow and his eyes narrowed at he stared at Nicolii. Had the infected come up with some way to totally currupt humans? Then again, Noelle hadn't been acting like her usual self for a good month now. Cody was starting to wonder why Noelle's spark seemed to be fading... it seemed more caring. Though Noelle was already a caring person. It's just back before Nicolii was around Noelle was more spunky rather than caring. Cody sighed and turned his attention to the mysterious woman, "Y--Yeah, I'm okay." Cody looked down at his ankle and made a face-- he was going to be fine but he felt horrible. "Nims," he said-- Noelle looked at him and watched as Cody broke down, "I'm so sorry! I didn't mean too... I mean... I'm sorry! If I just let Roxas go then Rey wouldn't be knocked out and you wouldn't be so wounded!!" Noelle smiled and released herself from Nicolii to hug Cody, "It's okay. As long as you're alive..." Frozen into Darkness~
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Post by Nicolii Hunt Proctor on Apr 26, 2009 15:32:26 GMT -5
Ooc/ Forewarning, this will be short, and lame. xD
Bic/ Nicolii flinched as Noelle turned around to throw her arms around his neck. First, he was shocked, but then a jolt of pain made it dawn on him that she was putting pressure on his bullet wound. He was relieved when she let got to hug Cody. He watched them for a moment before turning to gaze at Lyra.
"Thank you very much, Human."
Lyra shrugged it off and began to examine her arms, which were covered with blood, both her own, and not her own. "No problem, Infected. By the way, the name is Lyra. Lyra Okyrir.I believe I owe you thanks as well."
"Call it even then, Lyra. I'm Nicolii Proctor."
It went silent for another moment before Lyra, being as blunt as she is, looked at Noelle. "It's dangerous to love an Infected. Though I believe that Nicolii is a safe choice, however insane it sounds to say that an Infected can be safe." She looked back at Nicolii, then Noelle again.
Nicolii blinked, utterly confused, and to be honest, embarassed. He glanced at Noelle, mouth open, ready to protest the outragous claim that Lyra had spoken. There was no way Noelle loved him. That was just stupid. However, his own feeling had been nailed by Lyra's comment.
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Post by *~Noelle Marie Stryder on Apr 27, 2009 20:52:52 GMT -5
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Post by Nicolii Hunt Proctor on Apr 29, 2009 15:33:17 GMT -5
Nicolii watched Noelle quietly, caution written all over his face. She had frozen in place, her own eyes on Cody. Nicolii strained his ears, in wait for Noelle's reply. When she spoke, it was still soft and distant. She refsed an feelings. Calling the hug Russian tradition. Nicolii let his eyes fall to his feet, so he missed the blush that came to her cheeks. He wasn't sure why, but he had almost hoped Noelle would admit to it. But, of course she said no. It was forbidden, and it's not like Nicolii had any right to be with her.
He looked back up at Lyra, a smile on his lips, though inside it pained him to pretend. But, he had to get over this love anyway. "My Queen demanded that her and her brother must be kept safe. It is just my duty to protect her and Cody. Nothing personal." There was no expression on his face, no ambiguous hidden meaning behind his eyes. Nothing but that fake, painful smile. He looked back at Noelle, though his eyes shifted to behind her, looking at Cody. The way he had reacted was like a slap in the face. What had he done to make Cody hate him? Was it just because he was infected? Could he tell Nicolii's real feelings? With all his being, Nicolii hoped desperately that he did not.
He sighed and looked bat his shoulder, only now realizing that his shoulder was bleeding to the point that his shirt was drenched with blood. Then he looked at his side, just below the left ribcage to see that it, too, was soaked. But he ignored the fact as a grim thought crossed his mind. He had gotten so used to Noelle's scent that he had forgot it's deadly allure. His eyes widened. The scent of the blood that was dripping from her leg would draw the infected to them like a bee to honey. "Noelle. You're bleeding. Badly. And I wouldn't be surprised if the Infected caught scent and are on their way at this moment. We need to get to some place safe," he glanced at Lyra,"You should come too. We have strength in numbers, and I hate to admit, but we really need your help. Is there any place you can think of to hide?"
Lyra looked back at him, deep in thought until she nodded silently and beckoned to the east. "About a quarter mile from here is thihs abandoned warehouse. IT's heavily supplied, and it in virtually impregnable from the outside. We can use it for refuge through the rest of the night. My car isn't far from here. Think you can find it?"
Nicolii nodded. "Take Noelle and Cody. I will follow behind to make sure no Infected are following. And I can pick up Roxas and Rey along the way." Lyra nodded and went to Noelle's side for support and looked at Cody. "Alright, kid, I'm counting on you to keep us safe. I know you can do it. Keep a good eye out. The car is this way." She draped an arm around Noelle's waist and looked at her. "I trust you can walk enough if I help you? The less strain you put on your leg, the less it will bleed."
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