Papa, if you see this,
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(NUU. NOT ALL OF THEM ;_;
Marcus meant to leave some of them for Rithe to practise singing on...)
He heard her voice, but talking suddenly seemed like the hardest thing. He couldn't even move his fingers.
Oh dear. Look at that, some of the soldiers are still conscious. But I hope you realize the reason I couldn't do anything is because it would be really weird for Rithe to start singing out of fear. ewe
Rithe checked him over for injuries, although it seemed he wasn't physically hurt. Maybe fatigued.. She suddenly became aware of a whimpering sort of sound behind her, and Rithe turned to see the woman, wide-eyed, trembling, her lips moving as if to speak, but no sound left them. Following her eyes, Rithe felt her own eyes go wide as she watched several of the soldiers stand back up.
(Can't it start with a scream or something?)
And Marcus couldn't move................
Sorry I don't really know what to put there.
xD Yeah, I guess it could. :3 That works. Good thinking, Papa. >:3 Thank you.
Rithe watched the soldiers stand up, a few at a time, until maybe ten or fifteen of them were staring her down with eyes narrowed in hatred and pain.
"Er.. I don't suppose you'd believe me if I said he's just resting his eyes?" she said with a nervous smile. A few of the soldiers smirked at her, but all of them raised their guns and aimed them at someone- whether it be Rithe, Marcus, or the woman, who had found her voice and taken to screaming at this point. She struggled on the floor, trying to stand up, but failing, given her broken ankle.
One of the soldiers, who appeared to be in command of the unit, glared at her for a long moment, teeth clenched, before he finally snapped.
"Dammit, someone shut this b---- up!"
Before Rithe could make a move, all the soldiers had taken their aim at the woman. There was a moment in which the air became venomous to human ears- loud cracks that could deafen someone, and Rithe found herself cowering from it, her face buried in her her hands while she leaned in closer to Marcus to block some of the sound out of his ears. When it had finally stopped, she looked up, and found the woman silent. And bloody. Her flesh had been torn away for so many bullet wounds to open her up, her eyes wide and glazing over fast. Rithe felt tears in her eyes, and could only tear her gaze away from the woman's dying expression when she saw movement in her peripheral vision. Looking back at the soldiers, all arms were aimed for she and Marcus now.
"Go on then." the commander invited the others, and she saw the light enter each of their eyes, the prospect of another kill, like murderous intent and thrill was a mask they always wore for this. Fingers twitched, triggers about to be pulled and take hers and Marcus' life away.
"NO! LEAVE US ALONE!" Rithe screamed, the tears picking up as she dove down to clutch onto Marcus. There was another moment- the air filled with cracking, the entire room seeming to spin, but when it subsided, Rithe was almost certain she was still alive, and in fact, had only a slight headache to show for any pain. Slowly, she raised her head and looked around, and felt her eyes go wide. The entire room seemed to have been split in half, the floor cracked and peeled up like a gash through the middle, the soldiers thrown all over the place. She checked them all over- a few dead, obviously having been shot by someone else's gun going off when they were thrown. She laughed nervously, a scratchy, sad sound.
"Whatever you did, it was awesome." she breathed to Marcus, unsure of whether or not he could even hear her.
DAMMIT WHY WAS THIS SO LONG
(First stage accomplished!)
So many sounds. They'd shot, Rithe had screamed...Rithe.
Marcus managed to raise his head. What he saw was unbelievable.
"What....what have you done?"
Rithe looked down at Marcus, and raised an eyebrow.
"I didn't do anything. You did. I'm not stupid, so don't start trying to creep me out." she said, but she couldn't be serious. They were both alive. She smiled and sighed in relief, before she remembered the lady lying dead in the corner, and felt her mind darken at the thought.
"I said...I didn't do anything."
He let his head fall again. Keeping it up was too much for him now.
"Um.. they got up.. they shot her.." she paused to glance back at the lady, although she'd been trying hard not to just a moment before. "...um.. they were gonna kill us, and then I stopped looking. And now this." She said, keeping her eyes on him. He was joking, right? No one else could do that stuff, surely.
The woman had died. Marcus had failed.
"We're gonna figure this out later. Are any of the soldiers alive?"
Rithe looked around the room. A few chests still rose and fell, but they all seemed to be unconscious at the least.
"A few are alive.." she murmured.
It doesn't let me post it again -_-
I'll email it to you.
Rithe narrowed her eyes in annoyance, glaring at Marcus.
"Great. f---ing brilliant. You had all this time on the floor to think of something, and that's what you come up with?" she growled. Carefully keeping her eyes far from the dead lady in the corner, she stood up, dragging Marcus to his feet next to her, and holding his arm over her shoulders, one arm wound around his back to support him. "You're an idiot, you know that?"
Marcus felt his body being dragged and then his arm over Rithe's shoulder. She was gonna carry his weight.
No. He was just gonna slow her down greatly. But arguing her was pointless now as she wouldn't listen.
"If there were many soldiers in the street we won't go out, ok?"
"Pft. I'm stronger than you for now, so I'll decide that." Rithe said with a grin. It took a long time for her to get them both down the stairs again- she wasn't used to the lack of balance of supporting someone else's weight. She sighed before carefully setting him down next to the wall and opening the door to peer out.
"It's pretty dark now.." she noted. That wouldn't make anything better. "I think if anything, we should stay in side streets. Find another place."
All the gunfire and screams were gone too, or at least Marcus couldn't hear any.
"Darkness will help. Unless we get unlucky." Unless they bumped into a soldier. Unless their next safe house was already filled with an army.
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