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originally posted in:The New Dojo
9/17/2016 2:49:46 PM
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[i]And yet, something, or rather someone, was near the woman after she had cleaned through the bandits with relative ease, silently approaching the remains of the men and women that were slaughtered. The figure took the shape of a woman, her body and head hidden away by a suit of frost-covered armor. A dark, deep red cloth hung from her left shoulder, which was covered in a steel plate. In fact, the woman's entire armor consisted of steel, ceramic, adamantium, and kevlar, the chestplate of her metallic armor displaying the torn symbol of an ancient land, a crest from a kingdom long forgotten by this realm. Her cold steel boots slammed into the snow under her feet, the ice cracking under the woman's weight, although she had a rather thin body, as if she was malnourished. What was most peculiar was the embers rising slowly off of the metal and cloth, burning away at the steel, ash grey and red cloth. The visor to her carbon helm was lowered, so it hid the woman's facial features for now, although the helm was rather beaten and contorted, the rear of the helmet shaped like a jagged, grotesque crown of some sort. She had a rather warm aura around her, although red flames darted off of her armor's plating every now and then as she approached. Held tightly within the woman's right hand was a rather large coiled sword, 5'10 feet long and burning with red fire as well, the tip molten and steaming as it was dragged by the woman, slicing through the snow with no effort.
She suddenly spoke up with a quiet yet peaceful voice to the other woman, tilting her head as if she was confused about why she was out here, of all places. [/i]
"Hey. Are you...are you alright?"
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"Mm?" [i]The woman looked over at the new figure. Her ski goggles had fallen off, as well as the ski mask, and the bandit's fur coat lacked a hood. It revealed her pale complexion, artificial, violet eyes, and completely bald head. Her mechanical eyes lightened up at seeing the knightess, recognizing her a little.[/i] "Hey, I know you!" [i]She said, smiling.[/i] "You came to my room a while ago. Your name was... Ah... An... Andy?" [i]She frowned slightly.[/i] "Weird name for a gal. So, Andy.... Whatcha doing here?" [i]The woman's voice was full of forced cheerfulness; in reality she was freezing cold and probably had pneumonia and frostbite, and had to get to the Kaln'oir Village as soon as possible.[/i]
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"Eh...it's Anri. But you can call me Andy, I guess. You don't look too good..." [i]Anri was actually rather worried about Violet, and not just because she was her previous best friend and lover. Hell, she would be worried about practically anyone's condition out here. Wiping off incoming snow off of her metal visor, the maroon glint of an iris could be slightly seen within her helm, seem even easier as Anri began to approach.[/i] "Seriously though...why are you out here in the first place?" [i]She stepped on a bandit's body, suddenly looking down and kneeling at his already freezing corpse.[/i]
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[i]Shivering, Violet shrugged.[/i] "You've never heard of Kaln'oir?" [i]Violet asked, a little surprise on her face. The legends of the snow and blacksmith god were some of the first things she learned of after she awoke without any memories, and she had always wanted to visit the Kaln'oir Village.[/i] "Well, I'm sorta a tourist.... Also protecting the village from the bandits coming from the south...." [i]She shivered again.[/i]
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"I haven't heard of it, sorry..." [i]Indeed, Anri was clueless about the village's existence, even though she had been somewhat near the village for quite a while. The burning sword in her hands suddenly transformed into a coiled fragment of a blade, and Anri slipped it into her pocket as she listened to Violet speak of the village slightly.[/i] "Do you think that we can get you to the village? You don't look well. At all..."
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"Y-yah," [i]Violet murmured. She was getting sleepier and sleepier, and what she really wanted to do was fall asleep right then and there.[/i] "It's over that way...." [i]She gestured southeast, towards a distant village on a plateau, nearly invisible in the blizzard.[/i]
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[i]Looking over at the village that she could barely see through her visor, Anri simply sighed, looking back at Violet calmly. She crossed her arms, but not before she patting Violet on the back.[/i] "...Hey...you gonna be alright? You look awfully tired. I mean, I could try to carry you there..." [i]Anri had gotten much more fit than when she and Vio had first met, so she might have been actually capable of carrying Violet somehow. Then again...she considered all of the prosthetics Violet had, alongside her weaponry, plus how much Anri had on her at the moment, and decided against it. Only if it was completely necessary would she actually carry Violet, which it might be soon.[/i]
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"I... can walk...." [i]Violet murmured as she stumbled slowly towards the village, eyes droopy. If it came to it, she'd inject herself with her Super Soldier Drugs, however she didn't want to waste them here. She continued to stumble, dripping the blood of her brutally murdered enemies onto the ground beneath her, the snow stained with the red fluid. She was constantly shivering, and it was hard to stay awake.[/i]
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"Vio...you don't look too good..." [i]That was the first time that Anri had called Violet her original name, which she suddenly realized after she spoke her sentence. Still, she followed along, going eerily silent as she followed Violet.[/i]
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"I'm... fine...." [i]She went into a fit of coughs, collapsing into the snow as she sighed. She was sick, and she knew that because of that an attack caused by her disease could come on at any moment, and so she gripped her massive syringe that was full of her medicine inside the bandit's fur coat tightly.[/i]
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"V-Violet?!" [i]The knightess suddenly leaned down, inspecting Violet as if she was quite frightened, not knowing of her current condition. The best that Anri could pull off in a medical situation was a couple of miracles, and that relied on the sun being present. In the middle of a blizzard in the mountains...well, she wouldn't be able to do anything medical here, other than stitch up some wounds, something she didn't do well at. [/i]
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"Aaaaaahm fiiiine!" [i]Violet grumbled as she pushed herself up, continuing to limp towards the village. A few hours later, they finally arrive at Kaln'oir Village, and Violet falls unconscious almost immediately. They two of them were right in front of a concrete path, which ran straight on the plateau, and on both sides of the path are wooden log cabins, with snow covering their roofs, and smoke coming out from the chimneys. About 1000 yards down, the path reaches a perpendicular intersection with a other path the same width and made of the same stuff, with more houses on the sides of that. At the end of the path, 2000 yards down, was a massive log house, much bigger than the rest. The village was empty, everybody was inside. However they saw Anri and Violet approach, and they were at their windows, watching.[/i]
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"Damnit, Vio..." [i]Sighing and tired slightly, Anri began to heave Vio up with all of the strength that she could muster (which was quite a lot, mind you), and then proceeded down the concrete path, ignoring the staring onlookers within the buildings. She began looking for a tavern or something of the sort, or atleast a spot where Vio could rest. Anri just hoped that she didn't begin coughing and falling over once again. [/i]
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[i]As Violet remained unconscious, a fully dressed in warm clothing man came out of a log cabin on the left. He walked towards the two slowly, eyes narrower in suspicion.[/i] "State your name and business here!" [i]He shouted over the howling wind of the blizzard, tightly grasping a 9mm pistol.[/i]
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Edited by Orn: 9/17/2016 8:46:52 PM[i]Eyeing the pistol silently, Anri turned her attention to the figure, speaking up loudly so that she could be heard easily. If she was to be shot, she could drop Violet and then just tank the bullet. Still, it would hurt like hell.[/i] "My friend here claimed to be a tourist? And...she said she protected the village. From bandits from the south. Can you provide shelter? Anything? She's...well, been trekking through here for a while..."
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[i]The man looked at Violet, then back at Anri. He sighed, and nodded, turning around. He motioned for Anri to follow. He trudged through the snow and blizzard, hunching slightly. There was a small limp in his left leg.[/i]
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[i]Anri sighed, somewhat relived though still rather nervous. She silently followed, only looking slightly at the man's leg before deriving her attention from it.[/i]
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[i]As they arrived at the man's house, he knocked six times in a specific pattern, a musical pattern–quarter note, two eighth notes, quarter note, another two eighth notes–and the door was opened by a lightly dressed woman, in her early thirties, holding a small baby in her arms. The woman appeared Caucasian, and she smiled warmly with blue eyes at the armored knightess as she motioned for them to come inside. The man did so, and Anri (hopefully) followed, dragging Violet (hopefully) ((Just didn't want to waste time, soz about character jacking :p)). The woman shut and locked the door behind them, and the man threw off his coat and ski mask. He was also Caucasian, and appeared around 6'2". He had a square jaw, and seemed to have not shaved for a while. He had deep, blue eyes, and short, cut blond hair, and appeared to be in his early fourties. He rolled his broad shoulders as he threw off the coat. He wore a tight, navy blue t-shirt, and had tan skin, strange for somebody living in the Ku Rudo Mountains, and muscular arms. He smiled at the woman, before turning to Anri.[/i] "This is my wife, Elaine Fureels," [i]He said, gesturing towards the woman.[/i] "And I am Jackson Fureels. You're lucky that I'm the doctor of the Kaln'oir Village," [i]He added, frowning at the knightess, as he examined Violet closer.[/i] "Elaine, darling, get the Warmer," [i]Jackson said to his wife, who nodded.[/i] "And be sure not to disturb Jonathon," [i]He added as Elaine walked towards the kitchen. She came back out with a large, 6 inch long syringe. She knelt down besides Violet, and injected her with the syringe in her neck. Her rosy cheeks, nose, and ears soon faded back to her usual pale complexion, and the frostbite was already fading away.[/i] "She'll be out for a day," [i]Elaine said to Jackson, who nodded. Jackson turned to Anri, a question in his blue eyes.[/i] "You've got some explaining to do," [i]He says, sighing.[/i]
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[i]It's fine, lol. And yes, Anri entered. And yeah, she was holding Vio the entire time XD. Anri crossed her arms, sighing in utter relief as Violet was cured of her frostbite, looking down at her before beginning to speak to Jackson in a hushed, quiet tone. She was going to try to repay him and his family sometime in the future somehow, that was for sure. Although she was slightly confused about the secrecy of the family, she didn't mind too much. [/i] "Well...where do I begin? I'm Anri, a knightess from a distant land, and this is Violet. She's a good friend, a good woman, truly. There was a group of bandits coming from the south, and she fended them off. Of course, she had begun suffering from frostbite and such before I came along. She wanted to come to this village for some reason..."
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[i]Jackson's eyes narrowed slightly, however he didn't question it as he nodded. A ringing was heard from the kitchen, and Elaine was about to walk over to the kitchen before Jackson stopped her.[/i] "Well, Anri, would you like to meet Jonathon?" [i]He asked, smiling warmly.[/i]
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[i]She silently nodded towards Jackson, her arms still crossed as if she was rather concerned. If she was going to have to wait a day for Violet to wake up, she may as well meet every person in the home that was taking care of both her and Anri.[/i] "Of course. Would you lead me to him?"
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"Sure, sure," [i]Jackson said, motioning for Anri to follow. He and Elaine walked over to the kitchen. In the kitchen was a man, around thirty-eight, with dark, gray hair, and olive skin. He was in a wheelchair, and he looked up from the book he was reading when the three entered the kitchen. His face was strikingly familiar; a single, bright green eye, and the other eye a bright red, mechanical, spherical camera eye rather than a biological one. Around the eye, skin had been burnt off, and it revealed a metal skull underneath. He had a thin face, and two prosthetic arms, which were hidden by his green, wool sweater. He wore long jeans, however they did nothing to hide the fact that he had no legs. He smiled at their entrance, however he did not speak. His face really was strikingly familiar.[/i] "This is Jonathon," [i]Jackson said, gesturing towards the man in the wheelchair.[/i] "We found him crawling here with his two prosthetic arms, and he had no legs. He's also mute," [i]Jackson added.[/i] "Looks as though somebody tore his tongue out. He never opens his mouth, I can't tell."
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[i]Anri simply nodded towards him, slightly waving at Jonathan. Of course, she knew who Jonathan was. It was Edward, the person who had replaced Yuria's arm and proposed to Isabelle, and eventually got married to her. They even had a kid, a 13 year old, from what Isabelle had said. Anri suddenly thought of what would happen if she told Iz...it would be quite bad. She would remain silent, until Edward was fine with telling Iz about his...condition.[/i] "Well, he seems like a good fellow. I hope we can become good friends."
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[i]Edward—Jonathon—smiled, and something in his singular, bright green eye said that she recognized Anri, however he didn't say anything about it; probably because his tongue had been cut off.[/i] "Anyway," [i]Jackson clapped, smiling.[/i] "Let's get this young lady some new clothes, and into a nice, cozy bed," [i]The man gestured towards the bloody bandit clothing Violet had changed into.[/i] "Elaine? Do you mind providing aid to Ms. Anri?" [i]Elaine nodded, smiling at Anri.[/i]
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"I...I'm fine, thanks. But I would appreciate a room though..." [i]Anri sounded slightly nervous, mostly because if the family found out what she was, they would certainly panic, and maybe even kill her. She had one last resort, but it only lasted for three days at max, and it was completely an illusion.[/i]
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"Follow me," [i]Elaine said, heading towards a door on the left side of the log cabin. She motioned for Anri to follow, as she attempted to lift Violet up. However, all her prosthetics and chainsaw were too heavy for Elaine.[/i]
