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Author’s note:
and onto the short (really) story
PS: some things that might happen by playing dead
I’m not too sure on how to progress the other chapters… so as to play safe…
If anything is messed up or not correct, pls post
To get electrocuted, a person has to touch the source of electrocution and be in contact with the ground to complete the circuit
If anything is messed up or not correct, pls post
To get electrocuted, a person has to touch the source of electrocution and be in contact with the ground to complete the circuit
and onto the short (really) story
Heaving the unconscious Flames awkwardly, Ying turned towards a collapsed wall which revealed the night sky. Gabriel was striding menacing towards her targets, her shadow stretching across the corridor as she passed a frozen and glistering shattered window.
Gabriel: Do not interfere, brat.
Gabriel muttered with annoyance as she swung her rifle towards a figure slightly visible beneath the exorcist, and fired a shell without warning, freezing the spot where Ying and Flames stood.
As the mist from the cold shot cleared, Gabriel frowned and turned towards the broken window, glaring at a shadow suspended and swinging along the roof of the opposite tower.
Without taking aim, she threw two shots, crackling and freezing the roof into a shade of silver as they missed their target.
Gabriel cursed spitefully as her preys escaped through a window.
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Flashing under the illumination of the full moon, Ying ran down the winding stairs as Flames started to stir.
Flames: … I’m fine to move about.
Ying: We will meet up with the intruders with your current pace.
Flames: … what about the medical teams? Did you fight the enemies back there…?
Ying: They had evacuated safely. The intruders are not worth the battle; this place has long fallen, at least for now…all that is left is to regroup from this internal collapse.
Flames: …! But, Lione and the others…! –
Ying: Do not talk or move.
Ying stopped abruptly in her tracks while Flames leaned heavily onto the wall of the narrow stairway as rushed footsteps and arguments echoed.
Ying: Black Tribulation – Eclipse
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???: –I just said it wasn’t my fault!! Those dogs ran!!
???: yeah, so, how’re we going to report? “Darling Gabriel was too frail to finish off a half-dead exorcist and brat”—?
Gabriel: so why weren’t you able to wrap up the job in the first place!? Anyway, we’ve got what we wanted and those small fries can do nothing in the face of Jaques-sama’s plans.
Raphael: That innocence was skewered into yours truly!! You did less than nothing, ehh—?
Gabriel: *glares—*
Michael: Big talk coming from someone who’s getting a free ride… if you two kids would stop bickering; we would have reached Jaques-sama sooner. I will personally dispose of the scum who dares lay a single finger on Jaques-sama.
Raphael: -- now, what have we found~?
Flames lay sprawled on the narrow pathway in the distance, motionless. Ying was sitting at the shadowed junction, staring blankly at her knees.
Raphael mused.
Raphael: Perfect timing! The savage is dead as you can see, and the trash is as good as dead. Would you like to observe the grand finale, Gabriel?
Gabriel: No thanks; I’m in white today, play flashy after we’re out of sight. I’ll make you eat you words and more if you’d fail.
Gabriel deadpanned as she strides away.
Michael: Let me deal with the savage, Jaques-sama will be the one to pass judgment onto this defiant soul.
Michael added and dragged Flames by the back collar, following Gabriel.
Raphael: Don’t just take your time! Or you’ll get in the way!!
The two guardians nonchalantly passed the impatient axe man into the unseen distance.
Kneeling low and grappling his axe handle with both hands, Raphael prepared to lunge at an unmoving Ying.
Ying: So it was the gloves you wear… I wonder if you were to know what could happen if you don’t have them on…
Raphael: --? There isn’t a need for a corpse to know!!
Landing his axe blade down behind him, Raphael aggressively circled through the ground twice.
Ying whispered monotonously behind Raphael as he swung an upward slash down the narrow corridor.
Ying: That is true. This is nothing special, but do you know of dead possums?
Raphael felt uncountable surges of bolts through his body before looking back. The charges roar from his missed blow and electrocution, sending multitudes of shockwaves across the corridor, engraving deeply at the surrounding slates of granite.
Tiptoeing on one foot on a torn piece of fabric, Ying stared impassively at the uncontrolled jerking of the guardian.
Gabriel: That stuck-up show-off!
Michael: you’re the one to say, after trying to push the blame.
Michael mumbled while trudging an unbreathing Flames behind him.
Gabriel: Did you say something~?
Gabriel piped dangerously sweet.
Michael: No. Nothing at all.
Raphael: …yOU… FilTh…
Raphael growled while crouching low beside his axe, jerking in post-electrocution as he glared wide-eyed at the blurry image of a blood-trenched figure in front of him.
Without warning, Raphael swung his axe at the image, sending the axe flying.
The darkening figure seemed to have leaped and caught the axe mid-air.
???: it won’t work airborne.
In his fading sight, a glimmer of blade sparked, closing in.
Gabriel: Do not interfere, brat.
Gabriel muttered with annoyance as she swung her rifle towards a figure slightly visible beneath the exorcist, and fired a shell without warning, freezing the spot where Ying and Flames stood.
As the mist from the cold shot cleared, Gabriel frowned and turned towards the broken window, glaring at a shadow suspended and swinging along the roof of the opposite tower.
Without taking aim, she threw two shots, crackling and freezing the roof into a shade of silver as they missed their target.
Gabriel cursed spitefully as her preys escaped through a window.
++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
Flashing under the illumination of the full moon, Ying ran down the winding stairs as Flames started to stir.
Flames: … I’m fine to move about.
Ying: We will meet up with the intruders with your current pace.
Flames: … what about the medical teams? Did you fight the enemies back there…?
Ying: They had evacuated safely. The intruders are not worth the battle; this place has long fallen, at least for now…all that is left is to regroup from this internal collapse.
Flames: …! But, Lione and the others…! –
Ying: Do not talk or move.
Ying stopped abruptly in her tracks while Flames leaned heavily onto the wall of the narrow stairway as rushed footsteps and arguments echoed.
Ying: Black Tribulation – Eclipse
++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
???: –I just said it wasn’t my fault!! Those dogs ran!!
???: yeah, so, how’re we going to report? “Darling Gabriel was too frail to finish off a half-dead exorcist and brat”—?
Gabriel: so why weren’t you able to wrap up the job in the first place!? Anyway, we’ve got what we wanted and those small fries can do nothing in the face of Jaques-sama’s plans.
Raphael: That innocence was skewered into yours truly!! You did less than nothing, ehh—?
Gabriel: *glares—*
Michael: Big talk coming from someone who’s getting a free ride… if you two kids would stop bickering; we would have reached Jaques-sama sooner. I will personally dispose of the scum who dares lay a single finger on Jaques-sama.
Raphael: -- now, what have we found~?
Flames lay sprawled on the narrow pathway in the distance, motionless. Ying was sitting at the shadowed junction, staring blankly at her knees.
Raphael mused.
Raphael: Perfect timing! The savage is dead as you can see, and the trash is as good as dead. Would you like to observe the grand finale, Gabriel?
Gabriel: No thanks; I’m in white today, play flashy after we’re out of sight. I’ll make you eat you words and more if you’d fail.
Gabriel deadpanned as she strides away.
Michael: Let me deal with the savage, Jaques-sama will be the one to pass judgment onto this defiant soul.
Michael added and dragged Flames by the back collar, following Gabriel.
Raphael: Don’t just take your time! Or you’ll get in the way!!
The two guardians nonchalantly passed the impatient axe man into the unseen distance.
Kneeling low and grappling his axe handle with both hands, Raphael prepared to lunge at an unmoving Ying.
Ying: So it was the gloves you wear… I wonder if you were to know what could happen if you don’t have them on…
Raphael: --? There isn’t a need for a corpse to know!!
Landing his axe blade down behind him, Raphael aggressively circled through the ground twice.
Ying whispered monotonously behind Raphael as he swung an upward slash down the narrow corridor.
Ying: That is true. This is nothing special, but do you know of dead possums?
Raphael felt uncountable surges of bolts through his body before looking back. The charges roar from his missed blow and electrocution, sending multitudes of shockwaves across the corridor, engraving deeply at the surrounding slates of granite.
Tiptoeing on one foot on a torn piece of fabric, Ying stared impassively at the uncontrolled jerking of the guardian.
Gabriel: That stuck-up show-off!
Michael: you’re the one to say, after trying to push the blame.
Michael mumbled while trudging an unbreathing Flames behind him.
Gabriel: Did you say something~?
Gabriel piped dangerously sweet.
Michael: No. Nothing at all.
Raphael: …yOU… FilTh…
Raphael growled while crouching low beside his axe, jerking in post-electrocution as he glared wide-eyed at the blurry image of a blood-trenched figure in front of him.
Without warning, Raphael swung his axe at the image, sending the axe flying.
The darkening figure seemed to have leaped and caught the axe mid-air.
???: it won’t work airborne.
In his fading sight, a glimmer of blade sparked, closing in.
PS: some things that might happen by playing dead
the corpses are:
1. left in peace
2. mutilated
3. [situational]
1. left in peace
2. mutilated
3. [situational]
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