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"Hi Vincent, I'm Yumiko, a medic from the first district's hospital, and I was having some exercise here"
Being the only "field medic" of the hospital, she had to train hard to bring medical relief to battlefields where an defenseless medic might get attacked by the enemies of all that's good. Unlike her peers, she was trained into the martial arts since childhood and could both relieve people from the pain or cause it with her mastery on physical combat.
"Did you find something interesting there?"
Curiosity got the best out of her and couldn't avoid following this Vincent fella and his "friends" as he called them. She couldn't help but get a bit happy when she saw a bunny girl in the place where everybody was reuniting.
"A bunny girl! If my mentor were here she would love to meet her"
Oblivious to the clear feeling of uneasiness in the air, she recalled old memories of her mentor, one expert in genetics named Saga. Back during her days as student in the faculty of medical sciences, she bonded with professor Saga after a little incident in a maid cosplay café and since then she become her protegee, ultimately working as her assistant for some time and even serving as model for testing all the maid costumes the aged woman loved to collect. Sadly, she had to separate from her mentor when she dedicated to work as a full time medic while her mentor continued doing laboratory work int the faculty to create some groundbreaking SCIENCE!
" Hehe, she used to make me try many maid costumes. Anyway, A TRUE FRIEND OF JUSTICE Would never attack somebody before making sure that the person is AN ENEMY OF JUSTICE! So let her go, she seems to be harmless"
Maybe she could've worded better her speech. With harmless she meant that the bunny girl didn't look like somebody who would actively look to do something evil, not that she deemed the bunny girl weak and unable to fight. The message was clear anyway and there was no way somebody could misunderstand her words.
Post by Ellie who has 0% on May 18, 2010 10:36:00 GMT -4
Coffee truly doesn't tolerate ignorance well; also she doesn't like the unworthy touching her. The consequence was a sharp elbow to the nose thrice; one can call it reflexes, but with Coffee it was a warning. Lucky for him, she didn't make him taste her foot instead. Even so, he wouldn't be stable from a kick she delivers. Strong legs were many of a viera trademark, one he would remember if she had turned quick enough to educate him.
"Perhaps a foolish runt like you needs to learn to keep your nose in your business...it could get broken," She wouldn't be surprised if blood decorated her elbow, since the viera was hardly gentle with unwanted strangers. Her nose snorted at his stench and continued on her way with the heart in hand.
The viera rolled her eyes. Was the worlds truly infested with idiots who belittle themselves by judging on mere appearance? Firstly she was old enough to be the damn grandmother. Also if they get out much they would known an ounce of viera culture, but she wasn't about to waste too many words on a worthless pest. Her back was to him, but with a turn of her head, a brow quirked with a message saying, 'are you serious?'
They can't even come up with an effective proper comback. Her hunts at home were more threatening, and even Creme was more creative than he was. She would rather spit in his eye than reply. Then again, her saliva maybe more valuable, so no need to waste them either. The effects of gravity wasn't anything new, but it was weaker compared to what she had experienced, "Is that the best you have runt? You're just as pathetic as your little friend. Perhaps your mommy should teach you to mind your own...that's if...you even have one."
"A bunny girl!..." Her ears quirked as she thought four words, here we go again...
Although she didn't look at her, an ear was turned in her direction to hear as she rambled on about a mentor with a maid fetish. She snorted a chuckle. Perhaps it was a small world after all, well a small universe compared to what her eyes could see. "Well isn't that ironic."
Post by spiralnemesis on May 18, 2010 16:01:29 GMT -4
(Bah...I don't like this post. Sorry, there was nothing else I could do except have Vincent stand around being ineffectual. Poorly written, too. I'm so ashamed. )
"Uh...guys..." Vincent protested as tension rose around him; unfortunately, he was ignored. "Seriously, guys, relax. I wasn't trying to imply she was up to anything." Again, his attempts at diffusing the situation were either outright ignored or simply drowned out in what honestly felt like a group attempting to start some sort of altercation.
Vincent was, to be perfectly blunt, a bit confused at the group's reactions. Though from an objective standpoint, the woman could be said to have been displaying some rather suspicious traits, Vincent saw them as no cause for outright alarm. Certainly, he saw the interrogation they were putting her through as being just a bit unnecessary. As far as Vincent was concerned, he wished only to know her name; it was a rare occurrence for him to encounter so many hunters of such immense skill in combat, and in such a short amount of time, no less. To see a group of people who were, for one reason or another, aiming for the same goal- that is to say, the elimination of the Heartless- inspire such friction among their own ranks was truly disheartening. Vincent rubbed his temples in an attempt at clearing his own head, standing silently alongside the victorious hunters as they bickered among themselves.
In the midst of this argument, Vincent's eyes slowly shifted toward the newest member of their party, the young martial artist with the ridiculously cool finishing technique. While the rest of the group was pointing fingers at one another, Yumiko- apparently a Multi Class Fighter/White Mage- was far more concerned with making impassioned speeches about enemies of justice. What a crew... Vincent thought to himself with a deep sigh. All things considered, he supposed, Yumiko's was probably a much more worthy topic for conversation. She, at least, seemed to be a perfectly reasonable individual, if only from Vincent's rather unique perspective. However, before Vincent could make any attempt at agreeing with Yumiko's sentiments, the other huntress's elbow smashed into Ravian's face for the offense of grabbing a hold of her arm.
"I think..." Vincent began, his voice maintaining its tranquility yet becoming surprisingly commanding. "...you should all calm down."
The very instant he finished his statement, the Lunarian's eyes began glowing with a deep shade of green indicative of his status as a master of telekinetic combat. His voice, though not particularly loud, seemed to boom throughout the street. As he spoke, the debris and dust left behind from the skirmish with the Heartless began to rise into the air. Exerting little more than a twinge of almost subconscious effort, Vincent had sent a small current of telekinetic force up from the ground; a tremor, if you will, lasting only for a few seconds as Vincent released some of his pent-up tension. Pebbles and loose chunks of earth floated gradually upward before falling back to the streets of the Third District, while the group of hunters likely felt a small amount of pressure surround them.
"Honestly, there's no need to rip each others' heads off." He concluded, all at once returning to his laid-back self.
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"Oh My God " thought ravian "that's it I'm gonna kill her." He had stumbled backwards from the rabbit's three quick hits to his nose as he wiped his hand across his face he noticed the blood trickling from his nostrils. Then she did several things to anger ravian foremost was the way she spoke. It was with spite as if she thought she was on a higher plane than ravian. Second she called him a runt and then vinnie came in talking about being calm.
Ravian spun around and yelled "you stay out of this before you get hurt." He then turned back around to the bunny lady and filled his arms with the familiar energy of electricity he shot a bolt at the lady hoping not to hurt her to bad .
He then ran past the lady grabbing the dark flesh she held in her hand ravian had no idea what it was and that (to him) made it valuable. He ran as fast as he could towards the nearest building and using his scythe as a pole vault jumped about 10 feet up and broke into a window. Ravian turned around and while holding the dark fleshy... thing up said "if I'm so pathetic you should easily be able to get this back". He then ran through the building waking several people up then broke the window at the other side ,slipped out onto the the edge of the building where a concrete over hang jutted out as it did on many buildings.
He stood a few feet to the side of the window hoping that if he had been chased she would jump to the ground without looking to the sides of the window.
(Vincent, Ravian got punched, by the way, not Shiro.)
Shiro listened the woman's reply.
"Thanks for the tips." Shiro replied with a smirk. "So, if your so smart, teach me. Let's test out my skills."
Shiro returned the gravity to normal, then the woman said something again to Ravian. It looked like she did some small, but harmful, punches at Ravian. Ravian was MAD now. Ravian ran up and took her dark flesh in her hand. Ravian then started to run. Shiro wasn't going to chase Ravian, he doesn't care. He wanted to see how strong this woman was.
"Lets see if you are good enough to teach?" asked Shiro with a smirk. "Catch him, bring him back. You do, you can teach me a couple of moves, if you can... If you want to fight now, you'll never get what he took back. I know Ravian, he'll be long gone."
Shiro was sort of excited, but didn't show it, he just wanted to see who was better. Ravian or the Bunny.
(Either two things are going to happen, so I don't know what Shiro will do during the third quarter fo Vincent's post until the others post.)
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Last Edit: May 19, 2010 7:19:27 GMT -4 by spiralnemesis
"Now now, fighting each other only causes pain, pain causes anger, anger can give birth to a grudge and that causes a bad life, which can lead to people getting spoiled and become villains."
Taking a page from the Vicent book, she too made small stones around herself levitate into the air, but in her case wasn't due psychic power but due her sheer fighting spirit being unleashed suddenly. Despite common belief, that only proved how much hotblood and willpower the warrior had, not the power level, but it was more than enough to get the attention of some people.
"Self-control and discipline are important traits for a good combatant, if somebody needs to relieve some stress fight with me, out fists will communicate our feelings so we can understand each other"
Having pursued both the path of the fist and the path of the healing sciences, she knew very well that everything needed to find it's proper balance and that to maintain it, a lot of self control was needed. As a medic, losing the calm mind would lead to cause in the worst cases death in the patient due an error, and as a fighter, that would make her movements easier to read.
"Don't worry, I'm as good relieving people from the pain as I'm causing it :3"
Alas, her speech found deaf ears as the scythe boy stole something from the aggressive bunny and purposely caused property damage just to get his revenge and provoke the bunny girl into pursuing him, very likely ending causing more collateral damage and annoying even more the people of the third district due said bunny girl was very pissed off.
"A mean bunny, a thief-like scythe boy and a boy who enjoys violence. You should learn some manners, even if it's the hard way and learn to be more like that Vincent person. Bunny person, wait here and be a good girl, I'm going to capture the kid for you"
Said that, she pursued the scythe boy by performing a long jump with her powerful legs and softly landing on the roof of a small house next to the building to see if he escaped through the other side of the building. Usually she let people solve their problems by themselves, but that kid broke into a building and was causing trouble to the neighbors.
"Scythe kid, you need to pay for the window you broke!"
She shouted and simply waited from her position for the next movement of the kid. If he didn't went out, the neighbors he disturbed most likely would catch him so he had to leave the building soon or later.
Post by Ellie who has 0% on May 19, 2010 16:41:06 GMT -4
(Also it isn't...a fleshy heart ==;; but a heartless' heart.)
“You should listen to Vinnie…since he seems to hold more rationality than you,” Coffee replied nonchalantly. Perhaps all runts aren’t that bad, but there was enough to effect guilt by association. Still the runts weren’t deeming a better light on them.
As a viera, her ears and reflexes are sharp; and the use of thunder was common amongst her past hunts, so the sound was familiar enough to leap out of the way. What truly irritated her was the damned thief. Taking the heart or anything from a viera is close to a death wish. The start had begun when the viera lashed out digging her claws in his arm before he could get away. His skin rolled underneath the black claws like clay leaving an open wound. Although humes are easy to track, so is fresh blood. Also Drain would take effect as the curse would steal is stamina and strength to fuel Coffee’s irritation. When she gets her claws on him, no one would be able to identify him afterwards.
The viera was on the edge of pursuing and snapping the kid's joint until he's lame and tossed to Creme for her dissecting enjoyment. Unfortunately a stranger decided to pick up the pieces and initiative to retrieve, because if the viera was to get him alone she wouldn't return him back to this little pack of individual, but down the rabbit hole away from the morrow's daylight. Before Yumiko darted away Coffee finally spoke to her, "I'm not concerned with retrieving him, but retrieving what he had taken. Stealing from me is stealing from your mentor, and I have low tolerance for child's play and far from gentle."
Coffee snorted at Shiro. She was going to be short and clear with him, "Haven't you noticed by now I absolutelty have no interest in you. You are just another person I share the world with waste of cells or not."
Placing Esmeralda blade down on the cobblestone floor, the viera waited with tapping claws against the halberd's long hilt. Her nose wrinkled noticing the flesh underneath her claws and commenced to flicking the little bits not caring where it lands, "He can't run too far...."
Post by spiralnemesis on May 20, 2010 20:47:18 GMT -4
"There are...people in those buildings..." Vincent supposed quietly, watching in a fair amount of shock as violence erupted among the group despite his warnings. "Someone could get hurt."
As the implications of a large-scale brawl in Traverse Town's Third District dawned on Vincent, he quickly realized that action had to be taken to neutralize the situation before it grew any worse. Anywhere else, such a conflict would likely go unnoticed, but the denizens of the Third District had enough to worry about. In a conflict between such powerful fighters, collateral damage in some capacity was basically a given, as Ravian had so aptly demonstrated from the very beginning. Though Vincent still refused to believe that any of them were anything less than upstanding individuals, he knew that something would have to be done. They were, after all, merely misguided- fooled into a state of heightened paranoia and made victims of circumstance. Even still, an amount of force would have to be used for sake of the greater good, as much as Vincent hated turning his blade on another human being.
"I'm sorry for snapping just now." Vincent said apologetically to all those present, though he focused his attention toward the huntress, not least of all because she was among the only ones who hadn't run off. "I guess we're all a bit tense from that fight, huh? But don't worry...me and Yumiko'll get your...thing back- hopefully before someone gets hurt." He concluded with a sigh.
With that said, Vincent gave a bright, almost innocent smile and took off. He released underneath his feet a powerful yet extremely focused burst of telekinetic energy, sending him rocketing back up to the Third District's rooftops. As he ascended, the Psychic Knight reached over his shoulder and unsheathed Naegling. The blade gleamed in the light of the stars that hung eternally over Traverse Town, reflecting their subtle glow before swinging to Vincent's side. The Lunarian soared a few feet above the rooftops, taking advantage of the opportunity to scope out the town's streets before landing elegantly beside Yumiko. He stood to her right, Zweihander resting on his shoulder, as the two examined the streets to see where Ravian had gotten off to. However, while she presumably searched with her eyes, Vincent was attempting to focus in on Ravian using his spatial perception.
"I suppose our voices fall on deaf ears." Vincent said to Yumiko in a tone of cheerful sarcasm. "They seem like nice guys, though. I'm sure they'll come around." He went on, likely coming across as rather...oblivious to the nature of the situation.
Ravian stood on the ledge he was in pain. As soon as he had stoped running he had noticed the deep cuts into his flesh and they now were driving him crazy and only a short while after that the worst possible thing happened.
Although the rabbit wasnt chasng him two of the others now were and neither seemed likely to give up. in fact one seemedmuch too ritcheous and good for Ravian's liking. This freaked him out, if he was captured and sent to a law enforcement facility he would be sent to prison.
At the thought of that Ravian went into a panic, his mind started working faster and thinking less rationaly. Gone was the anger he had felt and now all that remained was fear, fear of capture , fear of punishment and the fear of the chase.
Ravian took the only option clear to him and took off back through the building through yet another window and used a bolt of lightning to bust through a wall and went up a flight of stairs. He then jumped through YET ANOTHER window (totals 3 windows and a wall im goingfor a record xD)) but this time charma kicked in as he jumped through the window a low wire caught his scythe and for a fraction of a second sparks filled the air.
A second later he hit the ground and was still , very still for a short time almost seeming dead but he slowly got up and looked around He was exteremly far away from where he had started but still could see where shiro and the rest of the group were.
He was extremly overcharged. The wire he ran into would have killed him if he was normal but instead made sparks leap off him constantly. His eyes also glowed a light blue that slowly changed to white and back.
Then fatigue slammed into him he was much more tired than he should have been. “It must have been her” he thought. He then started walking back to the rabbit in yet another instant of bad judgement and yelled “YOUVE GOT 10 SECONDS TO REVERSE WHAT YOU DID TO ME BEFORE I DESTROY WHAT EVER THE THING I TOOK IS”
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Last Edit: May 21, 2010 18:41:30 GMT -4 by Deleted
(Vincent, write a book. Write it before you forget your awesome RP skills.)
Suddenly everyone took off after Ravian. The only ones were left was himself and the rabbit.
The rabbit looked like she was ready the beat the crap out of Ravian. Well, she probably will get her wish, because here comes Ravian. Ravian came and yelled at her. Threatening to destroy the thing he took if she didn't reverse some kind of poisen or something that she gave to him.
That one girl, Yumiko. She said that Shiro enjoyed violence. No, he doesn't. Unless it has someone he doesn't like, in which case, it's Ravian. This has gone too far though. Shiro aimed his glove at Ravian's hand. He applied alot of gravity to his fingers, which made them uncurl around the heart. Before the fingers could pull his hand down, he aimed his glove at the heart and pulled it towards him. Shiro then quickly forced it above the rabbit, so that it would stay out of reach, but in safety.
"Now, it's out of harm. Please, no more violence." Shiro lowered his glove so that the heart stood right infront of her face. Shiro didn't know what was going to happen. The rabbit was either going to kill Ravian or beat him up. Or Vincent or Yumiko was going to stop that from happening. Shiro didn't want to get involved, since the rabbit was right. His powers at the moment wasn't good enough to stop the soon to be fight. He could stop Ravian, probably not the rabbit woman though. She seemed confident that Shiro's powers weren't strong enough to stop her from moving. It wasn't the best he had, but he didn't want to take any chances.
All he knew that this night might not turn out so well.
(Well, he's so out of control that I'm gonna have to god mod a little to solve the situation. Or maybe he was simply going to faint anyway :3)
"He's out, and looks quite out of control"
Her plan was a success, the thief eventually left the building, but did it by jumping through another window. He either had some sort of grudge against them or simply enjoyed cutting his own flesh with the glass shards. She jumped out of the ceiling of the building she was standing on as the scythe boy menaced the bunny again and reached him exactly at the same time gravity kid retrieved the thing window crashing boy stole from the bunny person. And then she appeared from behind him and extracted a syringe from the medical bag she left on the ground before jumping to the roof, filled it with an injectable sedative and drugged the berserker kid to calm him and if the effect was strong enough, render him unconscious via drug induced sleep
"Somebody help me to keep him restrained until the drug takes effect!"
Regardless of the reaction of the kid, she quickly examined the boy's body and found that he received many cuts from the broken windows's broken glass and he even had some glass shards inserted within his flesh. Despite what action movies and comics made people believe, jumping through closed windows is something incredibly stupid and if the person doesn't simply bounce off the window and manage to pass through it, it's pretty much unavoidable to receive cut wounds.
With the few supplies she had available in her medical bag she performed some first aid on the kid, removing what little glass shards and splinters she could find with the naked eye with a small forceps and wrapping with some bandages the injured areas. He was extremely lucky for no large shards penetrated his skin and something that could only be called the devil's luck protected him from having some of his veins damaged by the glass.
"I never thought I would have to deal with glass produced wounds in the middle of my training, so that's all I can do for now with the first aid kit I brought with me. Even bad people deserves to receive medical attention so I'm gonna take him to the hospital to finish treating him in a more clean area"
Said that she looked at the worn out scythe boy, he seemed to be getting dizzy for both the tiredness and the drugs. She was going to take him to the hospital he like or not because he still needed to have the wounds washed and disinfected with antibacterial ointment Yumiko didn't have with her. Also, he might need to be checked with X-rays to find any splinter that the fighter-medic missed during her quick and rushed examination.
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Post by Ellie who has 0% on May 22, 2010 11:18:31 GMT -4
Coffee stared at Vincent with deep red brownish eyes with a low hum and merely nodded to indicate that she had listened and acknowledge his proclamation. That left her stuck with the other irritating runt that wanted her to waste time on him by first testing her. Coffee had her test long ago away from this world in Ivalice making her immune to the drive or urge to proove anything to the hume. There was only one individual she had strived to impress and succeeded; even if that one person wanted to demand more from her, she was out of reach from the viera; futhermore the submissive role of working to impress died long ago, and in Coffee's eyes, Shiro would never reach that peak.
A mere thought about her whether its her harsh glaring eyes, warm smile, teasing laughter, or long braided tresses always put the Rava Viera in a daze. With a transformation of persona in Ivalice, she hardly wore her heart on her sleeve...that's if she had any left; naturally her dazed off gaze was blank as her eyes became glassy with captivation. Coffee was excellent at running, but even for a viera, she couldn't outrun some glimps of the past, of the woods. Even so, she became good at ignoring it, since something always snap her out of her contemplation.
This time it was the boisterous yell of an insignificant ant. Like one awakened from a beautiful dream, a scowl rippled on the viera's face as she stood up straight looking at her new prey. "Sorry to pop the little bubble of a brain you have, but I can't or won't stop it, and you don't even have a say, because soon you won't be able to remain," her eyes flicked behind him seeing Yumiko pull out something from a bag, "standing."
Drain sapped away everything eventually leaving the victim unconscious, so sleep for Ravian would be inevitable. With the substance in syringe, he would be impacted by double effect making it quicker than usual. As Yumiko shouted for help, the viera grabbed the pink tainted illuminous heart that radiated with power and energy. She didn't want the Large Body to hide away in the realm of darkness with its heart free of anyone's grasp. It gave a pulse in her hand, and her nose wrinkled. This heart was to be taken to Saga before the mist in it could accumulate too much.
"I'll be taking this," turn on her toes, she walked away from the group, but stopped to look down at Ravian. Yumiko stated that he was going to be taken to the hospital, "Well lucky him. I doubt he would want to wake up to my Cremepuff. Thanks to you he lives another day."
Raising her arm to lay Esmeralda along her shoulder and a heart in her other hand, Coffee left leaving the Humes with their own mess to deal with.
Post by spiralnemesis on May 23, 2010 0:24:42 GMT -4
Fortunately, by the time Vincent noticed what was going on and arrived on the scene, the situation had more or less worked itself out. This was not to say that he was at all hesitant in reacting, but once Yumiko took action, everything was resolved rather quickly. When the martial artist leaped from her perch atop the building, Vincent's first instinct was to turn around and trace her path. He realized two things in doing so. First, he saw that a second window had been shattered, begging the question of how the thief had managed to avoid sustaining incised wounds. Second, Vincent noticed Yumiko was, in fact, going back to the general area of the group, and so, too, was Ravian in the process of "returning to the scene of the crime". At this, the Psychic Knight let out a somewhat exasperated sigh; it seemed Ravian had led him in a circle, albeit a small one.
Just as he followed Yumiko in jumping from the rooftops of the Third District, he noticed her fill a syringe with what he very much hoped was some kind of sedative. She reacted with incredible speed and agility, her sheer coordination coming across as very impressive for a normal human. More astounding still, as Vincent had come to realize only once he had a moment to consider it, was that her vertical leaps rivaled his own despite a lack of telekinesis to back them up. That aside, though, the concoction was injected into the the thief, and with good reason. As the fear of possible consequence dawned on Ravian, he seemed to have entered a state of berserk rage. In any case, Vincent was quick to count his blessings. Had a trained medic not been on-hand with a sedative, he may very well have had to keep Ravian from endangering the citizens by force.
However, it seemed the job was not done yet. Landing beside the would-be "group" of hunters, Vincent saw that Ravian had, in fact, suffered rather nasty-looking injuries from his foolhardy attempt at taking on a window without a proper strategy. Oh, man... Vincent thought, most worried about the boy's health. I hope he's okay. Though lost in his thoughts of concern for Ravian's well-being, he did manage to hear Yumiko asking for help in restraining him. "I think I'm just the man for that job." He responded without hesitation, raising his hand and pointing it toward Ravian. Ordinarily, restraining a sentient creature through telekinesis required far too much focus from Vincent to be at all practical in combat, but the wannabe thief was in no condition to resist. The injuries he'd suffered, combined with the heavy sedatives that were taking effect, most certainly weakened his resolve to a point where Vincent could keep him from getting too restless.
"Even bad people deserves to receive medical attention so I'm gonna take him to the hospital to finish treating him in a more clean area"
"Bad person...?" Vincent asked quizzically as he worked to keep Ravian from moving about. "Don't be ridiculous!" He smiled. "This guy's not a bad person, he's just a bit...mistaken. Anyone who helps keep the Third District safe can't be all bad. I bet it's the same with that bunny girl-"
At this, Vincent noticed out of the corner of his eye that the aforementioned huntress was leaving the area. Having obtained the heart that apparently served as her bounty, the mysterious woman mentioned something about a Cremepuff, shouldered her weapon, and just strolled off. He was a bit confused, at first, but rationalized her swift departure by blaming it on stress. After all, the events of the battle had been quite hectic (mainly the infighting that came after the fact). Most people would likely feel compelled to simply leave and get some rest, he supposed. However, the remark about her "Cremepuff" baffled him all the more. To be sure, she was quite the curious woman; he could easily see how someone could mistake her for their enemy, which was probably why he didn't blame Ravian too much.
"Um...bye!" He called out to her, but made sure not to break his focus on Ravian. "I hope we can fight together again under less...stressful circumstances. Maybe then I can actually get your name." He continued in a friendly tone, not exactly sure whether or not she was listening. "In er...any case, you're right, Yumiko. We should get this guy to a hospital as soon as we can. I'll give you a hand."
(Oh crap, I forgot. Sorry I broke the posting order... Sorry Ravian. Just to let you know, I thought about the order after I posted... Sorry, won't happen again...,)
The bunny woman was leaving. She probally didn't know it, but she passed the test. Only a fool would go into combat when they know it's a test. It may not make sense, but if Ravian would do it, you know it would be stupid. He was still curious about that woman though. Well, it didn't matter anymore. Vincent and Yumiko were about to take Ravian to the hospital. They didn't look capable though of lifting him up though. Shiro could help.
Shiro aimed his glove at Ravian and raised his glove. Ravian started to float in the air.
"Vincent, I mean Vinnie, don't waste your time acting nice. Hasn't your parents ever told you to not talk to strangers. People with bunny ears for example." Shiro let out a laugh. "No, but I'm serious. People who have lost their worlds normally don't make friends that easily. They normally do stuff that doesn't seem good to them, but takes the pain out of their heart. The honest truth, man, darkness is winning. Don't worry about it though, no one can really help it. All you can do is try to stick with the light."
"Anyways, lets get Ravian to the hospital. By the way, I'm Shiro." Shiro said to Yumiko. "Well, I never been to a hospital before, thankfully, so which way?"
Shiro knew what he said to Vincent was the truth, but most people wish it wasn't. Shiro wished. He knew though that most dreams don't come true. Anyways, Shiro came back to the subject and started to focus. He had to get Ravian to a hospital.
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