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Post by Cheyenne on Jan 27, 2011 18:08:00 GMT -5
Kes made it in with two minutes to spare, sweating and looking around for Noise. He had not realized how far away he was until he had to run back. Luckily, the magic had helped some toward the end. "Where's the medical stuff?" he croaked out, nodding toward the preteen he was holding, who was still in quite a bit of pain.
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Post by illyxmusicxloverx on Jan 27, 2011 19:32:09 GMT -5
Noise smiled weakly at him, and pressed a button on the side of the ship. it was a talkbox. "this is your escape artist speaking. we're getting out of here. Joe, take up to base." she said. she stumbled back to Kes and the girl. she swatted a few people off of a bench and patted the empty space. she kneeled in front of it. "i am the medical stuff." she said, taking in weak breaths. "i will use every ounce of my power to help every captured soul that i can. and then some. they come first." she said, waiting for him to put the preteen onto the bench.
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Post by Cheyenne on Jan 27, 2011 19:37:55 GMT -5
Kes blinked. He looked at the girl. He looked back at Noise. The girl. Noise. He thought a moment. There was no time to waste. The girl's leg was obviously broken in several different places. Such could destroy and artery. But on the other hand, Noise looked like she was going to pass out. "Is there any way you can get energy?" he asked her. "From another...'power?'" he questioned further. He wondered if his abilities could be of any help, if only as an energy source.
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Post by illyxmusicxloverx on Jan 30, 2011 0:46:03 GMT -5
"i have more fight in me than i look." Noise said. "now put her down before i myself pass out. i need to heal her. she could have internal bleeding. i need to save her." Noise said. "don't make me use my magic to drag her from your arms. if i do, i may not have enough to put everything back into place." she looked at him for a long moment. "please. she's just a little girl who was taken from her real life and in need of some help."
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Post by Cheyenne on Jan 30, 2011 0:48:58 GMT -5
"I know, I know." Kestrel nodded, putting the girl down after seeming to have forgoteen about her being in his arms. It looked as if he agreed with Noise about one thing. However, given that she was, as she had put it, "the medical stuff" he was worried if something should happen to her. Her little speech was not convincing him. So he watched her very carefully.
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Post by illyxmusicxloverx on Jan 31, 2011 0:06:46 GMT -5
Noise's fingernails glowed softly as the wind flowed around both the girl and Noise softly, moving their hair and rustling their clothes. "click, click, click, fffffft, ffffft, fffft." she whispered as the bones clicked into their right place and the muscles repaired themselves. she took her hands off of the girl, letting out a sigh. she held up a hand. "help me up? i have to tend to the others. this isn't the only one like this." Noise said, looking up at Kes hopefully.
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Post by Cheyenne on Jan 31, 2011 0:12:18 GMT -5
Kes rose an eyebrow and gave Noise a very peculiar look. "Wait a minute, you look like you are going to die from exhaustion, and yet you insist on going around and doing the very thing that will make you even more dead-ish?" he asked her, though leaning down and helping her up with his arm. He shrunk a bit so that she could use him for balance while walking if necessary.
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Post by illyxmusicxloverx on Feb 4, 2011 0:09:10 GMT -5
"well, that was the plan." she said. she stopped by the first person, a small child who was holding her wrist to her and crying. Noise bent down eye level to the girl. she held her hand that was broken and whispered "click,ffffffffffft,ffffffffffft." and the girl looked at her. she smiled, hugging her. Noise grabbed Kes's arm and started going on to the next. "and that is why i will push myself until i fall down unconcious." she said, and fixed the next broken soul.
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Post by Cheyenne on Feb 4, 2011 22:08:36 GMT -5
"Well, generally, from observant experience, if somebody winds up incapacitated or dead while helping people, they can't really help too manypeople after that." Kestrel stated, though did not make a move to stop her, merely being physical support.
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Post by illyxmusicxloverx on Feb 7, 2011 22:09:54 GMT -5
"i recover quick enough." she said, healing along the lines, not looking up. she knew if she looked up, she would see all of the hurt and may pass out at that moment. she had to help them.
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Post by Cheyenne on Feb 7, 2011 22:12:17 GMT -5
"I'm sure." Kes said skeptically. "Despite your quick healing, is there anything, such as coffee or a rock or sugar or something, that would give you any energy?" he asked.
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Post by illyxmusicxloverx on Feb 7, 2011 22:14:41 GMT -5
"just make as much noise as you can. a song if possible. Noise gives me my power." she said after a long moment. "which is why my room is never silent. nor is this ship." she said, glancing around and tuning into the hum of the engine, the chatter of the rescued, and the overall noise around them, drawing power from it.
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Post by Cheyenne on Feb 7, 2011 22:17:24 GMT -5
Kes shrugged and thought for a moment. "Everybody's got a water buffalo. yours is fast, but mine is slow..." he began to sing, much to the delight of many children, healed and unhealed.
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Post by illyxmusicxloverx on Feb 7, 2011 23:59:33 GMT -5
Noise looked at him oddly for a moment before she gained a slow, creeping smile. she hummed along, letting the mixing tunes pour sound waves into her, charging her like a battery. she healed the children as quickly as she could, fixing the teenagers after, and then the young adults; the few there were. when she was almost done, she felt the song start to end. she looked at Kess with worry. she would need an entire other song to recharge herself so not to pass out for a few days.
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Post by Cheyenne on Feb 8, 2011 16:13:35 GMT -5
Kes grinned and promptly began to sing in Spanish, with intermediate parts in English for translations. "Miren al pepino. Watch the cucumber. Miren como se mueve. See how he moves. Como un leon. Like a lion. Tras un raton. Chasing a mouse..." he sang, the big man, doing a small dance-like bout of movements, much to the amusement of everybody watching. Luckily for noise, this song took much longer. "Bob is really angry! I hope he doesn't catch me! It's so hard to run with this sombrero on my head!" he finally finished. He took a breath. "Better?" he asked Noise with a grin.
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