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tampered2006-11-30 05:12 pm
red-dragon-666.livejournal.com) wrote in tampered2006-11-30 05:12 pm
Log; Ongoing
When; November 29th; Late Night
Rating; R [ Light gore and bad language. ]
Characters; Rubedo/Jr. [![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
red_dragon_666], Albedo [theinfinite_667], M.O.M.O. [hilbertaffected], & Elena [lady_turk].
Summary; After Rubedo gets mauled by the slug host, he doesn't have much longer to live, as the injuries are too severe. MOMO, Albedo, and Elena are among the first to find him, but what can be done?
Notes; Posting order once MOMO and Albedo show up will be Albedo, MOMO, Rubedo (at least 'til he dies), Elena, if that works for everyone.
Log;
It didn't feel like...how dying was supposed to feel. There was all that talk about how it wouldn't hurt, about how the shock would cover that part up. But no, that only lasted maybe a minute.
And then it hurt like a bitch.
It made him want to cry, but he didn't have the energy. The blood was draining too fast. Too fast, just like that fight had been.
He shouldn't have gone back out after returning to the apartment for a short while. Just long enough to grin at Sakura and say he wouldn't be gone as long this time. He just had some business to take care of, after all.
And then there it was, massive and disgusting. It reminded him so much of the Gnosis he had faced before, but somehow he had let this thing get the best of him. How? He'd held back. All for fear of losing control again. It got him too distracted.
And then wham his eye. Wham his arm. It had been plenty to catch him off guard, and next thing he knew it had crushed him down beneath his foot and that claw--WHATEVER it had been--had ended that battle.
He hadn't wanted it to. That hadn't been the plan. Even as he managed to crawl up to slump against the tree, he could see it fleeing, and tried to hard to shoot again. Steady, steady, aim....
Click.
No more bullets. No more time.
Was he really going to die here? All alone? As a weapon, even, he had figured that if he ever were to die, his brothers would be with him. Now, as a man, he knew that had been idealistic and stupid. It was better this way. He didn't want anyone to see this.
He could see his left arm a short distance off with his working eye, and the gun it still clutched, and he almost felt sick. Swallowing, Rubedo let his eyes close, and he tried to calm his breathing. Slowly...
If he was gonna die, he'd at least try to do it with as much dignity this situation allowed him.
Rating; R [ Light gore and bad language. ]
Characters; Rubedo/Jr. [
red_dragon_666], Albedo [theinfinite_667], M.O.M.O. [hilbertaffected], & Elena [lady_turk].Summary; After Rubedo gets mauled by the slug host, he doesn't have much longer to live, as the injuries are too severe. MOMO, Albedo, and Elena are among the first to find him, but what can be done?
Notes; Posting order once MOMO and Albedo show up will be Albedo, MOMO, Rubedo (at least 'til he dies), Elena, if that works for everyone.
Log;
It didn't feel like...how dying was supposed to feel. There was all that talk about how it wouldn't hurt, about how the shock would cover that part up. But no, that only lasted maybe a minute.
And then it hurt like a bitch.
It made him want to cry, but he didn't have the energy. The blood was draining too fast. Too fast, just like that fight had been.
He shouldn't have gone back out after returning to the apartment for a short while. Just long enough to grin at Sakura and say he wouldn't be gone as long this time. He just had some business to take care of, after all.
And then there it was, massive and disgusting. It reminded him so much of the Gnosis he had faced before, but somehow he had let this thing get the best of him. How? He'd held back. All for fear of losing control again. It got him too distracted.
And then wham his eye. Wham his arm. It had been plenty to catch him off guard, and next thing he knew it had crushed him down beneath his foot and that claw--WHATEVER it had been--had ended that battle.
He hadn't wanted it to. That hadn't been the plan. Even as he managed to crawl up to slump against the tree, he could see it fleeing, and tried to hard to shoot again. Steady, steady, aim....
Click.
No more bullets. No more time.
Was he really going to die here? All alone? As a weapon, even, he had figured that if he ever were to die, his brothers would be with him. Now, as a man, he knew that had been idealistic and stupid. It was better this way. He didn't want anyone to see this.
He could see his left arm a short distance off with his working eye, and the gun it still clutched, and he almost felt sick. Swallowing, Rubedo let his eyes close, and he tried to calm his breathing. Slowly...
If he was gonna die, he'd at least try to do it with as much dignity this situation allowed him.