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 Posted: Sun Mar 23, 2008 7:44 pm
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Arctic smirked, choosing to ignore the banter, considering that was all it was to her- banter. "Well, Shanks was pretty... weird. He had this other side that came out a lot when he was around me..." she rolled her eyes, then patted Tarou on the head, smiling. She had grown really close to the boy since meeting him and really did consider him a little brother. Looking back at the Erasers, she continued, "He hated me for no apparent reason, beside the fact that I kept beating him. That and I was supposed to be raised as a pretty strong Eraser..." cutting off, she tugged at a bit of chain around her neck. It was the thing they had used to hold her when she was fighting. She'd broken it, and kept it as a lucky charm.
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Posted: Sun Mar 23, 2008 7:47 pm
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Posted: Sun Mar 23, 2008 7:48 pm
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Posted: Sun Mar 23, 2008 7:54 pm
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Posted: Sun Mar 23, 2008 8:02 pm
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Posted: Mon Mar 24, 2008 9:25 am
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claire shakes her head slowly "no, i dont even think they'd fall for that. but no, i dont think i belong with you guys, seeing that i AM the only scientist here....." shade just looks at the dirt, and dane turns away. she continues "i dont even think that i'd be able to throw shanks off, even if i tried."
shade doesnt see the need to argue, but what else can he do? how bout you tell her it's for her own good? no, i couldnt do that. i'd be putting her in danger.... so? your ALL in danger, Mr. Smart-a**. shut up. fine, have it your way...... but dont say i didn't warn ya! go away, you moron.....
dane wants to shout at claire to leave, but doing that will cause a fight, which will sap away any time they have to get shanks off their tail. dane sniffs at the air, and his eyes bulge, and he sinks to the ground. shade sees him doin this, and he catches him "DANE!! WHAT HAPPENED?!?!" "he's.......coming....... closer than...... before........ i can literally...... feel him nearby..." "crap..... guys! we gotta get going!" sees the rabbit run by alex. " CRAP!!! ALEX, KILL THE RABBIT!!! THATS THE REASON WHY HE'S BEEN SO NEARBY!!!! ITS BECAUSE OF THAT THING!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
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Posted: Mon Mar 24, 2008 12:56 pm
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Posted: Mon Mar 24, 2008 5:17 pm
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Pretty much mad at everyone now, Tarou rushed over to the rabbit, carefully picked up, and ran off, "You guys keep going! I'll be fine on my own!" He didn't care. He didn't care about the poor rabbit's blood getting on his shirt. He didn't care about the danger he was putting himself in. He didn't care about the others, especially now with what happened --he wasn't mad at Arctic, or Shanks for the matter. His main concern was the rabbit.
Once he felt he was far away enough, Tarou slowly stopped running. Panting, he carefully laid the rabbit down on the ground, and kneeled next to it. His sepia eyes just stared at it before he hesitantly ran his fingers near the bullet hole. He cringed, and looked away sadly. Shanks... isn't good... but he wouldn't do this, Tarou thought, recalling Shanks' personality. Killing an innocent rabbit in a such a manner. How could anybody... even if killing it was necessary, there are less painful, less gruesome ways... Not this... not this.. He'd at least have a reason for doing so. Sure, they said they had a reason. But in Tarou's mind it was a lie. Shanks wouldn't follow a rabbit. C'mon. He knew three of them, why wouldn't he recall their scent and use that?
Sighing, he looked to the side of the rabbit, and he began to dig a make-shift grave for the rabbit, while Matthew began to talk again. Of course, Tarou was fuming, so he wasn't paying much attention.
"You know, Marcus was always great with them. Animals in general. But he only started to care once he went to the hospital."
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Posted: Mon Mar 24, 2008 5:36 pm
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Arctic ran a hand through her hair and stopped walking. "Tarou's the youngest..." she murmured. Looking at the rest of the people, she thought she should probably say something before following Tarou. "I'm gonna go make sure that he doesn't get hurt." Running in the general direction Tarou had taken. Stopping once she realized that Tarou had taken any random direction, she sniffed the air. It had been awhile since she'd done anything like this, but she'd been around Tarou enough to know his scent. Picking it out, she followed it, remembering marks to keep on the trail. "Tarou?" She asked quietly, finally seeing him. "Un... Tarou... I know that..." She sighed and kneeled next to him, giving him a slightly awkward one-armed hug. "It's a good thing that you chose to bury rabbit." She didn't know much else to say, so she just decided to help him dig.
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Shanks, in his wolf form, smiled, his teeth razor sharp, his grin horrible. Changing back, bones snapping into place, he pulled out his pocket cell phone and growled orders, giving his location, about a mile behind the bird kids, to his soldiers. "Shanks," a scientist interrupted. Shanks cursed mentally, but said, albeit angrily, "Yes?" "Shanks, be sure to keep good distance. Make sure that you know where they are at all time. Do not attack until you are sure that you are within proper range." Shanks growled agreement, about to snap the thing closed, when he heard two more voices, both sounding a bit frantic, "Shanks, whatever you do, remember that they are to be brought back alive. Do you understand that? All of them- including Arctic. Bring them all alive." Shanks growled once again and, when they were in mid-sentence, snapped it shut, moving on.
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Posted: Mon Mar 24, 2008 6:04 pm
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((... Ugh... this reminds me of the time I had my rabbit's blood on me... --and there wasn't enough to carry the least bit of a scent...))
"... Thanks," Tarou mumbled as he kept on digging, he wasn't quite sure to say either. "They killed it with no sound reasoning, so I figured me or you would have to bury it..." He knew rabbits were easy to startle, and even the most stubborn could be picked up to, simply, be moved. Looking to his sleeve and area of his shirt that the rabbit's head had been laying against, he just sighed. There was blood, just enough to make it stick to his body, and he noticed a faint scent coming off of it.
Realizing what that meant, he sighed once again. "I wonder... would they have left it there..." he trailed off, seriously thinking about it. Of course, he came to the conclusion, they would have. It may have seen a bit childish, but for a 12 year old, Tarou was being pretty observant. He had gone over all the details and even realized that shooting the rabbit was probably the worst thing possible. Not only did if end a life, but the blood... If he could pick up the scent, what else could? Anything with a sharp sense of smell. Erasers --which Shanks was-- was at the top of list.
"... I don't want them to come over here... They've done more than enough..."
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Posted: Mon Mar 24, 2008 8:13 pm
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Posted: Tue Mar 25, 2008 12:01 am
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Arctic nodded, hair falling into her eyes. "Okay, Tarou..." She picked up a few rocks and laid them by the grave, knowing that you weren't supposed to just leave it like that. Dogs could pick up the scent and eat the body, and nothing deserved that. Dogs... Arctic almost groaned, but out of respect, held back. She looked at Tarou and realized that he had probably come to the same conclusion.
Dogs could pick up smell. Wolves were dog ancestors. Erasers had wolf blood in them.
Twitching slightly, she realized, with a sick feeling in her gut, that she could smell the animals blood, clearly coming off the body. Twitching slightly, she knew that she had two different types of predator blood. Tugging nervously at the chain around her neck, she stopped abruptly, putting down her hand. She had been fighting Shanks when that collar broke, and she didn't exactly want to remember that.
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Shanks sniffed the air once again and howled instinctively, a predatory sound to chill. Snapping back into wolf form, he howled again, back prickling. He could smell those bird kids... and he could smell blood.
Charging now, he was eager, his instincts taking over, to get to that source, get to what he was smelling.
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Posted: Tue Mar 25, 2008 2:12 am
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((... I dun want the grave takin' forever... though Usa-usa-kun deserves a good one... so I'm just gonna say they're almost done / done.))
Almost done with the grave, Tarou took a small break from digging to remove his shirt, to make sure he wouldn't forget to ditch it later. He knew the blood wouldn't come out with just water --was there even a stream or lake in the area?-- and he'd rather not take more chances. Though he already believed Shanks knew exactly where they were. The equation of there doom was big enough with the single factor of blood, triple factor of familiarity, and the double factor of a gun being shot.
With feeling of the magatama raising up, tangled within the shirt, just to gently bump against his chest brought Tarou back to reality. Not full reality though. He normally really hated taking off his shirt and remaining that way, with or with others there, but there was too much going on to remember that part of him. Tossing it in a pile to his left, he kneeled back down, looking to Arctic as his hand wandered to the rabbit, as he was going to ask her if it was deep enough. Was. But he couldn't help noticing that the body of the rabbit, where there was no blood... was really soft. Maybe it was big on grooming it's coat...
"What's wrong... Arcy...?"
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Posted: Tue Mar 25, 2008 4:49 am
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Actic blinked and looked up. "Un...? Oh... Tarou... the grave looks good..." she smiled, though a little dazedly. "Tarou..." she was about to tell him that he should probably remove anything with blood on it, but realized that he already had. Smiling in relief, she pulled off her hoodie and handed it to him. "Here... you'll get sick if you stay without a shirt." Arctic then added a few more rocks, and, for extra measure, or possibly just to calm her own nerves, Arctic looked around until she found some mint leaves, and lined the grave with that as well. Kneeling next to Tarou, she nudged him gently and said, "I think we should get going, Tarou... Shanks..." she trailed off, standing and waiting for Tarou.
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Posted: Tue Mar 25, 2008 4:59 am
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