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Post by Haze Firepaw on Feb 3, 2006 20:19:54 GMT 1
The white overly fluffy bat stood stunned for a moment, impressed with just how Buster was able to avoid so many of the lasers, and not yelp out in pain whenever one hit him. At the sight of the hybrid's blood, he looked somewhat worried, ears falling to their sides. "Woah. You okay?" he whimpered, kneeling next to the navy hedgehog, eyes wide.
His aunt, who flew over with the green hedgehog, knelt infront of Buster, shaking her head. "You're an idiot but I praise you for it." she sighed, putting a navy hand on his tan muzzle to lift his gaze to meet her own. "Now just focus your energy on me..." With that, she took her free hand to her halo, gripping one of the sparkling golden shards. Brown optics locked on Buster's face as she uttered something so quite, there was little chance even someone with Zaku's hearing could only just pick it up. He however, looked rather confused. What Mia whispered was an angelic healing spell, which was in a completly different language from normal mobian.
But it works in most cases. The trickles of blood which stained Buster's fur were pulled away, and absorbed into the glowing shard of her halo within seconds. Zaku's jaw dropped, rubbing his eyes. "You never told me you could do that!"
"You never asked..."
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Post by Luna on Feb 5, 2006 18:45:09 GMT 1
"Awesome! Where'd you learn that?" The younger hedgehog asked, glancing to Mia then Buster with eager eyes. Buster laughed. "I doubt you'll be able to learn it, Manic. She;s an angel. " Buster turned to Mia. "Thanks alot, Mia." He said gratefully, bowing his head. "I really owe you." The green hedgehog, Manic, laughed. "How many times have I heard that.." Buster sighed, using Manic's head to push himself up. Manic shook his head and scowled, folding his arms and waiting for Busters next instrction.
"Should we continue?" Buster said, grinning. He had a determined and confident look on his face, ready for whatever stood in his way. Manic rolled his eyes. "Here we go.." He muttered nder his breath, looking upwards.
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Post by Haze Firepaw on Feb 5, 2006 19:10:30 GMT 1
Mia got herself to her feet, Zaku leaping up behind her, somewhat quieter than before. So much so, he wrapped one of his arms around Mia's as they began to walk. "Those lasers were scary... I thought they were just holograms or something..."
"No no." his aunt cooed, looking sympathetically down to the young man. "You see Zaku, this base is dangerous with things that can hurt you. It's all fun and games until you get hurt. Then it's dangerous." With her maternal advise over, she returned her attention to Manic. "Well, as Buster kindly mentioned, and the halo implies, I'm an angel. As a gaurdian angel, various healing abilities are required." she explained breifly, glancing to Buster. "We'll go, but please don't go headfirst at any lasers..."
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Post by Luna on Feb 5, 2006 21:51:46 GMT 1
"Believe me, that's the last time I'm going near lasers for a while." Buster said, putting his hands behind his head as he walked in a relaxed mannor. "Sooo, anyone remember how far 'till we reach the prisons?" Manic asked, looking at everyone. He was derperate for someone to know, he forgot earlier as his mind was revolving around the lasers. Buster looked at Manic. "Don't tell me you've forgotten already..." He groaned, shaking his head. Manic looked down. "Sorry, I forget things easily!" He blurted out, the only excuse he could think of. He flinched, how pathetic was that? Cursing under his breath, the four-teen year old just slowed down so he trailed on behind the others.
Buster looked at the twisting, turning corridor. The path then forked. "Now what?" He asked, groaning.
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Post by Haze Firepaw on Feb 11, 2006 14:44:52 GMT 1
"Good." the guardian chirped, trotting along the corridor, until hearing Manic's questions. Frustrated, she grumbled something in Angel under her breath and continued her march, a silent Zaku lurking her shadow throughout their search of the winding corridors. Sighing, she slouched, resting her head in the palm of her hand. "Now what?" she groaned, peering down each of the possible corridors.
"We go left." the young male beamed, regaining his confidence in a sharp burst. "Left here, then another left then right." With that, he marched down his selected path, his aunt following, growling something.
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