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Sunday 24 October 2010

Even more roleplay

-This time another friend, Nick, joined in. It basically starts where the last post left off. The characters remain the same, plus Nero = Nick.-

Emilia swallowed hard and prayed quickly, the gun shaking in her hand. Not for one second did she let Dante out of sight
Dante grinned, as he held on to the statue with one hand, the sword in the other, as he leaned over to be able to look down at the other. "Well, then."
Emilia finally managed to hold the gun in a firm grip. She tried to aim, and with shaking hands she pulled the trigger.

Dante swiftly moved out of the way of the bullet, circling around the pole he was holding on to, before throwing his sword at the girl and jumping after it
Emilia screamed and tried to jump out of the way. She ended up falling to the ground, feeling lightheaded. "What are you?" she whispered, barely concious.

Dante stood up from his position, pulling his sword from the ground. "A half demon." He merely muttered, grinning slightly.

Nero absentmindly walked into the large room, staring down at the Devil Bringer. He then looked up, spotting Dante with his sword, and then he noticed a girl too. He raised an eyebrow, walking closer to the duo.
Emilia saw another person than Dante in the room, but only slightly. She struggled to stay awake, because if she didn't, she would die.

Dante gripped his sword tighter, before walking slowly at his 'enemy', gripping the upper part of her arm. "Stay awake." He said, holding her up, before whipping his head around, sensing another presence. "Ah. Hello, Nero."

Nero raised his hand for a second in greet, before walking a little bit faster to the duo. 'What's this, Dante? Fighting with a girl?' He mumbled teasingly, with a smile on his features.
Emilia managed to keep awake, and tried to get up. Alas, she was very dizzy and almost fell over again. Luckily, Dante was holding on to her. "I can't."

Dante gripped the female her chin tightly, lifting it up. "Do it. I don't think you want to die, hm? And currently I'm /helping/ her, Nero." He muttered, before flipping Nero off. He then gave a small tap against the female's cheek. "Hmmm."

Nero grinned at the action of the elder, before walking up to the girl. 'What's wrong with her?' He then asked, looking up at the elder of the three, before looking down at the girl.
Emilia twisted her face in agony. Yet, she had to get up. On shaking legs, she managed to stand up. She felt sick, and was gasping for breath. The grins of the others were freaking her out, and their looks seemed to burn her.

Dante wrapped his free arm around the female's waist, so that if she would fall he could catch her immediaetly. "You okay?" He muttered, staring at the younger, concerned with said's condition.

Nero narrowed his eyes slightly, examining the youngest with his eyes. '...She doesn't look too good. Looks like she's in shock or something.' He said, driving his gaze back to the eldest.
Emilia groaned as the pain in her chest was becoming constant and threatened to suffocate her. It felt like breathing through a straw and her fingers were numb. "Water, I need wa-" She gasped. One more word, and she would probably would choke. Emilia kept on struggling to breathe.

~x Emi x~

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