Moral !1d4WGijdSc 2011/03/22 (Tue) 04:50 No. 137963 [x] No, the other one with green hair.
Why?
[x] If you aren't reading this radar incorrectly, she appears to be the object.
OBJECT OF INTEREST WITHIN CLOSE PROXIMITY – KEEP WITHIN SQUAD.
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A woman protrudes out from behind the statue. She peeks out a little, and then starts flies above you, the wind pushing you back in the process.. Urk, she possesses said item? Hopefully, you will be able to extract the item without any problem.
As you take a closer look on her, you notice that she has wavy, green hair, and a peculiar dress. And you say that because she left her armpits bare, while the rest of her body is fully enveloped in her clothing. She looks around warily, but gasps because of the scenery around you. She floats back down slowly, keeping an eye on you.
“...Did you do this?”
“Yes,” You decide to phrase your words accordingly. “They were an obstacle for my mission. And I require your assistance.”
Immediately, she becomes poised to fight. “That's what the others said! And they haven't been off my back since!” She glares at you.
You try to think of a way to establish that you're the good guy, but it was pretty darn hard finding a good explanation how. “I'm not really certain on what I need to do to convince you, but at least I defeated the people who were chasing you before. You can come – of your own will. I won't force you to do anything weird.” You pause. “But Yukari asked me to do this.” You think back to the document, remembering that this 'Yukari' figure must have a good influence in this dimension.
Slowly, she comes out, but she sits down. “Oh, Yukari, is it?” She sighs, relieved. Still, you were a little miffed that she can be deceived so easily. “...Ahh. I'm feeling exhausted right now. I had to fend off maybe a dozen of those goons. Can we rest for a bit?”
“No can do. You're not really safe here. Especially since you were spotted here while they were searching for you.” You check the radar. The two blips are right next to each other. Good, that must mean that you have successfully found the person holding the object. “Now let's get on moving.”
She brings herself up to stand, but she falls back down again. “S-sorry...I must've exhausted all of my energy bringing myself up to fly...ahaha. I shouldn't have bluffed – if you actually chose to fight me, I would've given up.”
You nod, but you felt antsy. Something felt wrong, out of place. You hoist her onto your shoulder, giving off a small squeak. With your other hand, you gripped the mantle of the briefcase tight and started running.
“W-what are you doing!?” She screams. You paid her no attention, you just wanted to get out of there. It didn't feel safe at all.
Suddenly, a searing pain comes into contact with your right shoulder. A bullet whizzes past you, just barely grazing the side of your cheek. You continue to dash through the mountainside, hoping that you'll lose the pursuers by moving out of the trail. As you move, bullets keep flashing by, just barely missing you. You weren't sure if they were horrible shots, or you were moving quick. But you pressed forward. “God damn...” you mutter under your breath.
Your right shoulder is searing with an extreme burning sensation. Your hand is clenched shut, inoperable as of now. You can't even open your palm or rotate your elbow.
“Are you okay...?” She asks worriedly. You can barely give her a nod, before a few more bullets rush past your position.
Just then, another shot punctures the space between your neck and inner shoulder bones. A gush of blood pours out at a constant rate. You felt your body slump, before the adrenaline kicked in. You prayed to your holy gods that the magic was potent enough to get you out of this mess alive.
As the rocky path stopped, all you saw was a large river separating you from the mountain hills. You really hoped that the girl could swim. “We're going through the river!”
You held your breath and jumped in, wishing for the best. You hoped that your grip on both her and the briefcase was strong enough. At least the briefcase itself was airtight. You bashed through the rocks and was flung through the current. Your vision underwater started to get blurry.
A hand reached out for you, seemingly unaffected by the water's pull. You slowly touched it, latching onto the fingers. You gasp out for breath, once the hand drags you out. As you take a deep breath, a sharp pain laces your neck. It still seems to be bleeding, a crimson red hue staining your shirt.
Fuck, what you wouldn't give for a healer right now. You had left your only one in who knows where. She could possibly be dead now. But you return your attention to the one who saved you. It seems to be a small girl, clad in all blue. She wears a small key latched onto a strap on her chest. You cough out some water, and a little bit of blood, before your vision faded.
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...A sharp sting. Everywhere. Your neck burned like a thousand suns. And your right shoulder like a million. You arose from your position, looking for the green haired woman. Wait....
The woman! If you grabbed the blue-girl's hand, that means that you let go of her! “Damn! God damn!” You yell out obscenities as you walk around. But you winced after a few good words, and your neck continued to burn. You stare at your right hand. At least your briefcase was still there. Problem was, you couldn't release it from your grasp. You open your radar, which was still left intact. Thank god. It showed the object was to the right of you. You slide the door open, unfamiliar of your surroundings. The green haired girl was preparing some kind of herbal medicine, presumably for you. Once she hears you step into the room, she turns around.
“Ah, so you're awake. I don't know how you're still alive, but good thing!” She smiles.
A bit chummy, isn't she..."“Yes, but everything aches and burns. And what I wouldn't do for a painkiller right now.”
She stirs the bowl for a second, and then hands it to you. “Just drink this. You'll feel better from the inside.” As you drink it, she prepares some basic first aid. “I'm not too sure on how to treat a gunshot, but I hope I can be of assistance.”
“Wait. Let me do it by myself. I'd rather pluck it out.” She grimaces at the thought, but nods and leaves the room. You take some form of forceps out from the first aid kit, and you gently grasp the metal alloy from inside your wound. Now here comes the hard part... You slightly pull at it, grating your teeth. As you pull it out, a piercing pang of hurt shrieks out at you. But after, you feel a little better, rotating your neck a bit. You repeat the procedure on your shoulder, but this time was much more bearable. It was less sensitive than your neck area.
You finish up, and apply the disinfectant (which stinged) onto your wounds. The throbbing from your shoulder loosened up, and you instinctively dropped your briefcase once you were able to. You move your hand freely. The bullet must've contained some anti-movement imbue.
As if on cue, the green haired girl comes back into the room. “Ah, I see you're done now. By the way, my name's Sanae Kochiya. And yours?”
“None, at the moment. As long as I'm on this mission, my name's not really important. But you can call me Close, since I'm close ranged.” On your left hand, lay the radar. The soft beeping reminded you. “And...could you do me a favor?”
“Yes or no, depending on what it is~”
“I need you to go to the other room, or a bathroom if you prefer, and take off your clothes.”
“T-t-t-that's quite a strange request! I-I-I don't think I can do that...”
“It's for my objective. I need to find what item you're possessing that the opposing side wants.”
She paces around, red-faced, obviously thinking about it. “O-okay...but don't do anything stupid. I'm a wind goddess, and I will smite you!”
“I won't. Trust me.”
You sigh as she leaves the room. You wait until she calls you out. You place any particular objects that catch your eye that was on her person. You split the accessories, clothing, and charms into different groups. You check your radar. Strange...it seems to be picking up reception from the bathroom. You call out to her.
“Are you sure you left everything...?”
“I even took my hair pin off. I have nothing else left!”
“Then what else can the–“
Wait. WAIT....
You realized something.
An object of desire didn't necessarily have to be an 'object,' did it?
Well, fuck.
When she comes back, ask away!
[ ] “Where are we and how did we get here?”
[ ] “Who are you exactly?”
[ ] “Why are you being chased down?”
[ ] “What is going on?'
[ ] “When did this all start?”
[ ] Other?
Not just questions too, you want to talk for a bit.
[ ] “I lied about the Yukari thing.”
[ ] “You don't have the object that both factions want.”
-[ ] “Because it happens to be you yourself.”
[ ] “I was assigned a squad, but they're either missing in action or dead. So I'll have to make do with protecting you.”
[ ] Other