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Post by Sterling on Feb 3, 2013 17:24:23 GMT -6
Hearing the soft pat of Arthur hitting the sand, Alkira twisted around to see the hedgehog collapsed. "Arthur!" The bat rushed to his side, kneeling next to him in the burning sand that stung viciously against the flesh. She winced at the searing heat, but didn't dwell too long on the pain as it was the least of her concerns at the moment.
Carefully, she rolled Arthur onto his back and glanced him over before giving his body a gentle shake. "Arthur! Arthur, wake up! ... Dammit!" When no immediate answer came, the bat's fingers fumbled with the canteen at her waist, eventually tearing it free. Her lips curled back to bare her teeth, and she bit the cap from the makeshift water carrier before emptying it over Arthur's face in hopes that the splash of water would wake him.
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Post by Coal Ashburn on Feb 3, 2013 18:40:41 GMT -6
Crash noticed the hedgehog fall to the ground, "well that's not good." he said to himself, picking up the pace. Using his wings to lift him off the ground, he lands on the downward slope of the dunes catching up to Alkira and Arthur. Slowly approaching, he lowers the hood on his robe with his non-robotocized hand. "Everything alright?" he asks, kneeling down next to them. He removes his robe and holds it over Arthur, shading him from the heat.
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Post by Sterling on Feb 3, 2013 19:32:12 GMT -6
The approaching figure caught Alkira's attention, and her body became rigid from apprehension until she could see that it was another bat. Instantly, the female's expression softened and her body language became that of more relaxed. Or rather, as relaxed as one could be in the current situation. The bat took a moment to study the other's face-- had she seen him somewhere before? She was sure of it, but couldn't quite place it.
His voice brought her from her thoughts, and Alkira shook her head. "He just passed out." she informed him and, as Crash provided shade for Arthur, gave a small nod. "Thanks."
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Post by Coal Ashburn on Feb 3, 2013 19:49:40 GMT -6
Crash used his wing to keep the robe elevated, holes appearing through the thin membrane on the wing, forcing himself to be grounded. "It's no problem at all." he said with a small smile. He then pulls two canteens off of his belt. "Keep watering his face down, he'll come to soon enough." He focused his attention on the unconscious hedgehog, giving the bat a small smile every so often to help her feel at ease. His mind may be a bit foggy from the heat, but he's positive he's seen Alkira somewhere before. Maybe that's the reason he helped her out.
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Post by Arthur on Feb 3, 2013 19:59:42 GMT -6
Inside Arthurs unconscious mind he dreamed of a time in the past long ago, when he discovered a strange bat as a small child having become friends with the bat they enjoyed a day of fun together, laying on the plains as night rolled in staring up at the stars "You ever wander about seeing other people here?" asked the young hedgehog who looked to his side at the young bat with wide innocent eyes "Like what?" she asked gently looking back to him her large ears flared "Maybe there are different kinds of people like us out there in the world.." the hedgehog replied, his eyes turning to the stars once more "I guess...Do you think we'll ever meet them?" she asked as a smile came to her face "I hope so..Don't you?" asked the hedgehog looking at her, what he saw was a helmet that Arthur recognised as the helmet he used for his armour in the Ascension project a loud whining sound berating his ears like an artillery shell falling from above.
Arthur awoke gasping loudly as he raised his hand towards the sky, trying to grasp something but nothing was there, his vision blurry as the young bats words echo'd in his mind "Do you think we'll ever meet them?"
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Post by Coal Ashburn on Feb 3, 2013 20:39:20 GMT -6
Crash quickly retracted his wings in response to the Arthur's rapid recovery, the robe catching on him and covering his robotocized left arm. Raising a canteen of water, in front of Arthur Crash simply said, "Drink." his gaze remained on Arthur to make sure he was alright. In the back of his mind he couldn't quite understand why he was helping out so intently, was it because there was another bat in front of him? Who knows, but he felt that he needed to do this.
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Post by Arthur on Feb 3, 2013 20:46:46 GMT -6
Arthur shakily drank from the bottle, spilling some a little and coughing before he drank once more a bit more easily, when he had his fill he moved the bottle from his lips and coughed a bit more as he whispered a simple 'thank you' before he looked towards Alkira, his eyes still a bit blurry, seeing her as the young bat that he had met many years ago before his eyes adjusted to the older version of that bat that was known as Alkira.
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Post by Coal Ashburn on Feb 3, 2013 21:09:29 GMT -6
Crash nodded, "Are you feeling okay? Do you need help standing up?" his concern was showing in his voice. Taking his robe off again, he wraps it around Arthur's shoulders, "you need to keep your head shaded from the sun." adds, placing his robotocized arm on his shoulder.
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Post by Rafael on Feb 3, 2013 22:33:32 GMT -6
Both Metallix and the desert Mobains were weary. The hedgehog was now taking the trip lightly since the winds started to pick up. From hearing that unwelcome visitors cross the border, he did not concern the scientist. But once he heard of a description of the guest, the hedgehog quickly made haste.
The weather had taken a turn for the worse and it made the three desert mobains worry. Sand was lifted up into dust devils. One mobian kept casting Metallix wary looks, but he didn't catch them. The wind got up to the point where it was hard for them to see. They wouldn't be able to stop in the middle of the desert, for that would be unsafe, but then again this swift change in weather is also dangerous. Metallix faced a tough decision with this trouble. Loping up the tall dune, Metallix and the three guards climbed up at a steady pace and found themselves in the midst of natural desert pillars and canyons. Metallix grunted and reached up to rub some sand out of her eyes. When he removed his hand he saw three other silhouette in the desert sand.
The azure hedgehog just stood just, looking down upon the fools. Fools they were. Fools not knowing the dangers of the desert. "Let the heat overwhelm them longer. If you try to help them before I give my word, lay your grave in this vast desert. We will be a mirage, fading in & out. Soon, we will take them in. But first, enjoy the suffering."
With his statement, the other mobians obeyed him. It was concern within the group, but with the power that the hedgehog has, it is best wise to stay back. Metallix, who was fill with bliss, stared with his azure iris at the group. He knew now who was there & he was going to cherish this moment until they beg for his help.
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Post by Sterling on Feb 3, 2013 23:54:33 GMT -6
Alkira breathed a sigh of relief as the hedgehog came to, and she reached forward to move some of Arthur's bangs from his face. "You scared me." she murmured quietly to him, before glancing over at the other bat. "Luckily, he happened across us.. uh.. I didn't get your name." The fruit bat smiled thankfully up at him, until the sheen of metal caught her eye and drew it in. She stared in confusion at his robotized arm, and her ears fell back a little as she examined it.
Zareb began to whine fitfully once more, and Alkira flared her wings around the child to try and take some of the heat off of him. Not waiting for Crash's answer to her previous question, she looked up at him seriously. "Do you know where the Sand Hill tribe is?"
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Post by Arthur on Feb 4, 2013 0:03:52 GMT -6
"I'm sorry honey..." he muttered as he shook his head towards the other bat, slowly sitting up, groaning slightly as he stood up, shaking some sand off of him, rubbing his eye with his free hand taking the cloak off of him, spotting the robotised arm, his eyes narrowing slightly but he couldn't feel any prejudice towards the owner of the arm, he did after all have cybernetic implants.
His senses were shot from passing out and he couldn't see clearly let alone hear over the howl of the wind as a sand storm began to rise, he began to grind his teeth as he always did when he was angry or stressed, looking around him carefully, having a gut feeling that they were not alone and that eyes were watching them.
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Post by Coal Ashburn on Feb 4, 2013 0:13:54 GMT -6
Crash grabbed the cloak and tied it around his waist, having it handy just in case. He stood and took a step back, "What's this about a Sand Tribe?" he asked aloud, his aviator's jacket flowing in the wind and his ears pressed against his head, protecting them from the fierce wind. Noticing the wind picking up speed he narrowed his eyes to keep the sand out, "We need to find someplace safe from the sand kicking up." he suggested aloud, looking around the immediate area.
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Post by Sterling on Feb 4, 2013 1:48:19 GMT -6
"Where?" Alkira asked over the wind, shifting her body so that the wind and sand was not in her face. She closed her wings tighter around Zareb, protecting him the best she could from the elements. "We're so close to the village, we can't turn back or stall any longer! We have to keep moving forward."
The fruit bat twisted around to face the whipping sand, shielding her eyes as she tried to look out into the distance. If they could just keep going, surely they would get there in time. It was all too obvious that Arthur was growing dangerously weak for the conditions, and she herself could feel herself succumbing to the desert. Damn these mobians and their hide-away in the sand.
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Post by TheMindsofTheMany on Feb 4, 2013 2:32:07 GMT -6
The sand was beautiful, and yet it was shifting so quickly it was if it was alive. It could seem to stretch on forever, like the imagination that so many held and like the distance that separated a person from their dreams. A pair of black robed figures dragged a long chain of various species, each species wearing clothing that marked them as... tribals, less developed than the city folk. Each suffering from various wounds and signs of struggle. The ones in the cloaks seemed to be dragging them along through the sands without a second thought on the conditions of their captives.
They would possibly be in view or soon to be in view of the group making its way through the desert. The black cloaks though would not sit still if they were spotted and noticed.
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Post by Arthur on Feb 4, 2013 2:45:57 GMT -6
Arthur brushed himself off as he closed his eyes and opened them again, his senses started to clear as his implants worked hard to keep him going, even if he died the portable revival unit was still functioning and would shock him back to life only once. depending on the extent of his bodily damage he couldn't come back to life if he had a bullet in his head or half his body missing. Peering in the distance Arthur began to see a line of figures through the sand filled winds, "Are you guys seeing what I am seeing?" he asked the others.
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