Orpheus
Team Mystic
"There was ringing in his ears, and red flashes in his eyes, each step had been like wading through tar going somewhere but nowhere at all. in a coarse voice he screamed until his throat became like sandpaper
"ORANGE!!!!, OATS!!, WHERE ARE YOU!?"
"it'd be weird for a child to be screaming from something out of a grocery list, to a normal person such names are given simply to food and not to people, but to him it was the most precious names he could have ever yelled. those words had rung out amidst the malevolent chaos that spun around within the Colony Ship, men and women screaming for their lives and their families lives as the explosions and Gyroscopic imbalance of the ship rocked the flooring to and fro, causing many a person to tumble, fall, and collide into one another. the boy had been beaten, his arms broken and his legs trampled on by the tide of panic that ran towards the escape hatches, his cranium smacked on the alloy walls and his spine nearly cracking from the impact of a metal safety bar as he was pushed aside by others more larger than himself, yet the boy kept screaming, calling out from the tide in hopes to find the others that matter to him. He screamed, and screamed, the pain clamping down on his larynx as tears flooded his eyes, the child in his arms cried in unison as well, protected from injury thanks to the boys own sacrifice but afflicted in fear due to the chaos. Louder and louder did the two children scream.
"CLAAAANK!!!!.. HAH.. CHo..STIIIICK!!!.... COOOOKIIIIEEEE!!!!!"""
screaming and screaming, the boy wondered if it was all in vain, as he looked towards the rushing wave of people running to the corridor behind him. all too suddenly he was pushed aside once more, falling down and slamming on the floor another time. His spine had smacked once more as a stray person from the stampede kicked him on his chin and the oncoming wave of running legs beating him till he lay on his side. he felt nothing but numbness and ringing, his heartbeat was the only real thing he could hear, his and that of the child still clinging in his arms. determined still to search for the names he held dear the boy attempted to recover from the fall, twisting his broken body to the side and get his legs to prop him up once more, and scream, scream until he could hear them scream back. yet the unforgiving chaos relented at his front, for the moment he could even speak a foot had jammed itself down the boy's throat crushing his larynx and causing the person who kicked the boy fall on his face. The person did not turn back to look at the damage he had done, believing that he had merely tripped on an obstacle, and the boy had felt the metallic taste of his own blood, choking and wheezing with his eyes blood red from the pressure. the boy felt like dying, the boy almost wished he could die, he wanted to scream but the pain, and the damage strangled his voice that he couldn't even cry. all he could do now was hear, hear the screams from the panicking colony, hear the cries of the child in his arms. tears flowed down his eyes as the bitter thoughts that he kept from creeping now found themselves amplified as he could no longer scream them away. the thoughts that they could no longer hear his voice, the thoughts that they could no longer find them or call out to them, they were trapped and here, and no one, not one of them can find them...
... He held the child close, accepting the voices in his head, and accepting what was to be... he was to die... as was the fate he believed he had been given before he had met them... those children with their odd names.. precious names... they would all be gone..
and yet even fate would not give him the benefit of death. consigned to what he believed the inevitable, something grabbed him by his rags, and dragged him from the corridor towards the diverging crowd. a man in an engineering suit had cradled the boy in his arms, the boy whose eyes had looked as if death had grabbed its soul first, and the babe in his arms dirtied but crying as it always had. Blood had trickled from his cheek and the boys face had turned blue from losing so much oxygen and drowning from the blood in his lungs, and as the man who cradled him noticed this, he quickly rammed through the crowd to deliver the child to a special medical escape hatch where a few medical officers had manned itself. the man had barked against others who used the hatch as if to get by, and gave priority to the dying boy in his arms. hands passed from the engineering man towards the medic who had placed the boy in a medical stasis module along with the child in his hands. the stasis module and the nanites got to work in preserving the child from further harm, and beginning repairs from the severe damage the boy had suffered
The boy could hear the screams amidst his brains own numbness, his eyes rolling about lost until it fixated on the man who had carried him inside the hatch. quickly he could see the hatch doors close like an aperture, hydraulics fizzing and re pressurizing the hatch and soon the screams of chaotic waters were silenced, leaving only the ringing in his ears and the calm yet anxious voice of a person telling him
"Your all okay now.."
he wished to talk, his mouth had opened, and he could feel his lungs clearing itself away.... he wanted to talk... his mouth was open and the air was flowing out of it... he wanted to talk... yet all he could do was cry, all he could muster was a breath, and a mum of the consonants in his sentence.... all he could do was cry, that's all he could do now. and the thought of it scared him.... he wanted to cry, to speak, to wail... to scream... but he cant scream... he couldn't scream... not anymore....
"GASP!!' HA!! haaa....."
Simon had woken up from the feverish nightmare he experienced in his sleep. images and thoughts he had hoped were flushed out from his memory playing themselves back on him as if punishing him with his past. the experience was still fresh in his heart, a cold sweat, a beating chest, he didn't notice the situation he was in, bound up and tied in front of ome oddly dressed men. teh situation was odd enough that he kept himself from refreshing back to the dream focusing on everyone else around him.
beside him had been Alerius, and further was Redman.. thats all he could tell.. and where they where... he didnt know.
"W-here am i.. who... what... whats going on... where is Shina?"
@Killorkiller @Zer0 @Orpheus @Abdel featherfall
"ORANGE!!!!, OATS!!, WHERE ARE YOU!?"
"it'd be weird for a child to be screaming from something out of a grocery list, to a normal person such names are given simply to food and not to people, but to him it was the most precious names he could have ever yelled. those words had rung out amidst the malevolent chaos that spun around within the Colony Ship, men and women screaming for their lives and their families lives as the explosions and Gyroscopic imbalance of the ship rocked the flooring to and fro, causing many a person to tumble, fall, and collide into one another. the boy had been beaten, his arms broken and his legs trampled on by the tide of panic that ran towards the escape hatches, his cranium smacked on the alloy walls and his spine nearly cracking from the impact of a metal safety bar as he was pushed aside by others more larger than himself, yet the boy kept screaming, calling out from the tide in hopes to find the others that matter to him. He screamed, and screamed, the pain clamping down on his larynx as tears flooded his eyes, the child in his arms cried in unison as well, protected from injury thanks to the boys own sacrifice but afflicted in fear due to the chaos. Louder and louder did the two children scream.
"CLAAAANK!!!!.. HAH.. CHo..STIIIICK!!!.... COOOOKIIIIEEEE!!!!!"""
screaming and screaming, the boy wondered if it was all in vain, as he looked towards the rushing wave of people running to the corridor behind him. all too suddenly he was pushed aside once more, falling down and slamming on the floor another time. His spine had smacked once more as a stray person from the stampede kicked him on his chin and the oncoming wave of running legs beating him till he lay on his side. he felt nothing but numbness and ringing, his heartbeat was the only real thing he could hear, his and that of the child still clinging in his arms. determined still to search for the names he held dear the boy attempted to recover from the fall, twisting his broken body to the side and get his legs to prop him up once more, and scream, scream until he could hear them scream back. yet the unforgiving chaos relented at his front, for the moment he could even speak a foot had jammed itself down the boy's throat crushing his larynx and causing the person who kicked the boy fall on his face. The person did not turn back to look at the damage he had done, believing that he had merely tripped on an obstacle, and the boy had felt the metallic taste of his own blood, choking and wheezing with his eyes blood red from the pressure. the boy felt like dying, the boy almost wished he could die, he wanted to scream but the pain, and the damage strangled his voice that he couldn't even cry. all he could do now was hear, hear the screams from the panicking colony, hear the cries of the child in his arms. tears flowed down his eyes as the bitter thoughts that he kept from creeping now found themselves amplified as he could no longer scream them away. the thoughts that they could no longer hear his voice, the thoughts that they could no longer find them or call out to them, they were trapped and here, and no one, not one of them can find them...
... He held the child close, accepting the voices in his head, and accepting what was to be... he was to die... as was the fate he believed he had been given before he had met them... those children with their odd names.. precious names... they would all be gone..
and yet even fate would not give him the benefit of death. consigned to what he believed the inevitable, something grabbed him by his rags, and dragged him from the corridor towards the diverging crowd. a man in an engineering suit had cradled the boy in his arms, the boy whose eyes had looked as if death had grabbed its soul first, and the babe in his arms dirtied but crying as it always had. Blood had trickled from his cheek and the boys face had turned blue from losing so much oxygen and drowning from the blood in his lungs, and as the man who cradled him noticed this, he quickly rammed through the crowd to deliver the child to a special medical escape hatch where a few medical officers had manned itself. the man had barked against others who used the hatch as if to get by, and gave priority to the dying boy in his arms. hands passed from the engineering man towards the medic who had placed the boy in a medical stasis module along with the child in his hands. the stasis module and the nanites got to work in preserving the child from further harm, and beginning repairs from the severe damage the boy had suffered
The boy could hear the screams amidst his brains own numbness, his eyes rolling about lost until it fixated on the man who had carried him inside the hatch. quickly he could see the hatch doors close like an aperture, hydraulics fizzing and re pressurizing the hatch and soon the screams of chaotic waters were silenced, leaving only the ringing in his ears and the calm yet anxious voice of a person telling him
"Your all okay now.."
he wished to talk, his mouth had opened, and he could feel his lungs clearing itself away.... he wanted to talk... his mouth was open and the air was flowing out of it... he wanted to talk... yet all he could do was cry, all he could muster was a breath, and a mum of the consonants in his sentence.... all he could do was cry, that's all he could do now. and the thought of it scared him.... he wanted to cry, to speak, to wail... to scream... but he cant scream... he couldn't scream... not anymore....
"GASP!!' HA!! haaa....."
Simon had woken up from the feverish nightmare he experienced in his sleep. images and thoughts he had hoped were flushed out from his memory playing themselves back on him as if punishing him with his past. the experience was still fresh in his heart, a cold sweat, a beating chest, he didn't notice the situation he was in, bound up and tied in front of ome oddly dressed men. teh situation was odd enough that he kept himself from refreshing back to the dream focusing on everyone else around him.
beside him had been Alerius, and further was Redman.. thats all he could tell.. and where they where... he didnt know.
"W-here am i.. who... what... whats going on... where is Shina?"
@Killorkiller @Zer0 @Orpheus @Abdel featherfall
