[FFRP] Kidaroc Myths: A Fighting Chance

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Re: Kidaroc Myths: A Fighting Chance

Postby Harri-chan » Sun Jan 31, 2010 11:47 am

She could feel the sting of tears in her eyes to match the stinging of her palms and the insides of her thighs as she struggled against the rope, the poor grip of the running shoes not helping much as she scrambled against the face of the wall. It took a considerable amount of time before she reached the top, dragging herself over and then down the other side, carefully placing her feet into the holes, and while it still wasn't fast, it was much quicker than the climb up the rope.

This time, the crossing of the tires was even worse, she was so tired and sore, she tripped over almost every one, struggling for breath as she crawled out of the last one and stumbled towards the monkey bars. She was hesitant, standing at the edge of the platform for a moment or two before jumping up, and groaned as she caught onto the first bar, her t-shirt pulling up to show her tummy as she dangled there. There was another long pause before she tried to swing forward, but letting go with one hand, revealed that she didn't have the strength in just one arm to keep herself hanging, and with a girlish scream, she began to fall....
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Re: Kidaroc Myths: A Fighting Chance

Postby Brnin8r » Sun Jan 31, 2010 11:55 am

Charlotte's light body turned in the air, fell the long fifteen feet, and smacked the ground headfirst with a resounding thud. Her head swirling as she experienced a light concussion. The dizziness of the fall made her want to throw up and her vision was blurry. She almost didn't feel the gym coach pick her up. A muffled, almost distant voice sounded in her ear...she couldn't tell who it was, "Are you okay? Charlotte I need you to look at me." Moving seemed difficult to Charlotte, "Charlotte. How many fingers am I holding up?"
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Re: Kidaroc Myths: A Fighting Chance

Postby Harri-chan » Sun Jan 31, 2010 12:12 pm

The fall seemed to go on much further than she knew it really was, before she landed with a bang on her head. All the sounds in the room began to grow distant, with an echo to them, and everything blurred as the feeling of nausea suddenly filled the small girl. She didn't pass out, but she didn't seem completely with it either as she was lifted up off the ground, her body dangling like a rag doll in the teenager's arms.

Her head was pounding with a dull ache, and she realised tears were rolling down her cheeks as she tried to concentrate on what the coach was saying to her, yet even know, she felt embarrassed at how easily this girl was holding her, the feeling of the teenager's breasts pressed against her as she was held. Her neck was stiff, and it hurt to move her head towards the fingers, and she couldn't stop the tears, "I messed up... ", she groaned, wincing as she spoke.
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Re: Kidaroc Myths: A Fighting Chance

Postby Brnin8r » Sun Jan 31, 2010 12:26 pm

The gym coach had begun to take Charlotte out from the recreation room. "No no no no...don't worry about that Charlotte, you did very well." Eventually, Charlotte felt herself on a hard table, she was in the nurse's office of the gym. "Now you lay down and rest. Don't try moving too much." Soon after, Charlotte's head was assaulted with a frozen feeling as the coach placed an ice pack on her forehead. "You have a concussion."
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Re: Kidaroc Myths: A Fighting Chance

Postby Harri-chan » Sun Jan 31, 2010 12:32 pm

She found herself weakly grasping at the coach's t-shirt, resting her head upon the girl's shoulder as she was carried from the gym. Everything seemed a bit of a blur. She didn't feel herself being put down, but suddenly she was laying on the table, with the ice pack being placed across her forehead, making her wince again. "I did well? Will you tell the Hierarch?", she mumbled as she squirmed, trying to focus on the teenager beside her, but was having some trouble, her eyes widening and then darting around, her facial features twitching. She looked confused for a long moment, gazing up at the girl before asking, "What's your name?".
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Re: Kidaroc Myths: A Fighting Chance

Postby Brnin8r » Sun Jan 31, 2010 1:12 pm

The gym coach smiled, "Yes you did very well. I'll make note of it in my report so the Hierarch sees it." she ran a hand over Charlotte's face, "And my name is Alice." she remarked. "Mary Anne is on her way to pick you up."
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Re: Kidaroc Myths: A Fighting Chance

Postby Harri-chan » Sun Jan 31, 2010 1:46 pm

She let out a little sigh of relief at the mention of Mary Anne's name, and the thought of the older girl coming to get her made her feel more relaxed. "That's a pretty name... ", she mumbled, sound half-asleep, still quite dazed from her fall. She rubbed at her face with her fingers, before the arm fell back to her side. The feeling of the other girl's fingers on her face grew more faint, and her vision grew darker... passing out before Mary Anne's arrival.
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Re: Kidaroc Myths: A Fighting Chance

Postby Knight Errant » Sun Jan 31, 2010 5:43 pm

Julian glances over to Greg. "You probably dont want to know. I got a very good look at what you were made of. And I wasnt talking about a test of your mettle or anything."

Looking back to Ashton. "Well... your in one piece, and hopefully we will have a cure for you."
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Re: Kidaroc Myths: A Fighting Chance

Postby Evra » Sun Jan 31, 2010 7:21 pm

chris stands there slightly confused as he walks around thinking
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Re: Kidaroc Myths: A Fighting Chance

Postby Zoey » Mon Feb 01, 2010 12:14 am

"Let's see what we're dealing with Greg" said Surge motioning to the wound.
"Let me confirm, your shelter shield is activated?"
"What are you planning?!"
"Your shelter is secure, is it?"
"Of course it is! Just see for yourself how powerless you are!"
"...Roger that."
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Re: Kidaroc Myths: A Fighting Chance

Postby Brnin8r » Mon Feb 01, 2010 8:06 am

Greg hesitantly lifted his shirt up, which cracked as the copious amount of blood that soaked his clothes had dried and coagulated. Once his shirt was lifted, the damage was seen. A long gash that had been haphazardly stitched up was coated in dried blood. That part of his stomach seemed to bulge as his innards had been bruised in the adrenaline-filled escape. Greg didn't look down, he just allowed the others to see it.

Ashton nodded, "Thank you guys...you didn't really have to do that."

***

Chris' day was far more boring than he intended it to be. It seemed as if the news of his departure had circled the base before he even had a chance to leave the foxgirl's room. It was a day filled with silence as each hybrid glared at him before going about their business. He was given a meager hammock to sleep in. As he lay that night, a constant stream of wolf howlings from outside permeated the air. Once the sun was up, a rude hybrid tossed him from his hammock while another tossed his weapons and gear to him. "Get out, scum." it said as it left the room.

***

As Charlotte's eyes fluttered open, she would be instantly wrapped in the comfort of her now familiar bed. The dim lighting that intensified the pink colors of the room illuminated the concerned look of Mary Anne on the one side of her bed. As she awoke, Mary Anne's hand would caress her forehead, before reaching behind to lift Charlotte's head, pulling the old ice pack underneath her and replacing it with a new cold one, "Good morning sleepy head. You took quite the spill."
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Re: Kidaroc Myths: A Fighting Chance

Postby Harri-chan » Mon Feb 01, 2010 8:23 am

Charlotte found it quite a struggle to open her eyes, although she had a feeling it was more to do with the comfort of the bed, rather than the knock to her head. She winced as the cold ice pack was placed against her head, and then looked up at Mary Anne in silence for a moment.

"I was trying to do it fast, to make you and the Hierarch proud of me, because you both helped me", she murmured. "Let me try again, I'll be better next time...". Her growing desire to please the two girls seemed genuine, and she had no reason to lie to Mary Anne, since she knew Charlotte hadn't taken a full dose of drugs.

She rolled onto her side as her face was carressed, her arms wrapped around the pillow, her nose wrinkling at the news she'd slept through the evening and the whole night, blue eyes peering up at the teenager, "What's going to happen? I messed up... they'll think I'm useless now...".
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Re: Kidaroc Myths: A Fighting Chance

Postby Evra » Mon Feb 01, 2010 11:28 am

chris sighs looking down as he gets his gear back as he puts it on he looks at the hybrids for a moment before heading for the exit
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Re: Kidaroc Myths: A Fighting Chance

Postby Zoey » Mon Feb 01, 2010 12:12 pm

"We need to get you some real medical aid" said Surge quickly as he saw the wound. "We can't be sure just because its not bleeding that your safe"
"Let me confirm, your shelter shield is activated?"
"What are you planning?!"
"Your shelter is secure, is it?"
"Of course it is! Just see for yourself how powerless you are!"
"...Roger that."
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Re: Kidaroc Myths: A Fighting Chance

Postby Knight Errant » Mon Feb 01, 2010 1:00 pm

Julian nods. "If we headed to one of the boy's bases I'm sure they would be glad to see us. Besides patching you guys up I'm sure they could make better sense of how to reverse engineer that thing you guys nabbed."
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