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originally posted in:The New Dojo
12/31/2016 4:57:21 AM
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[b]The world's saddest something...[/b]
Quincy was off somewhere, trying to stay calm after hearing of Kari's, and his family's, death. He had decided to break out his cello, setting it up in an echoy room somewhere in the Dojo. It was far from everywhere else and he liked that...
He began getting himself in tune as he played the string portion of a song a friend taught him long ago.
"I tried to walk together
But the night was growing dark
Thought you were beside me
But I reached and you were gone
Sometimes I hear you calling
From some lost and distant shore
I hear you crying softly for the way it was before
Where are you now
Are you lost
Will I find you again
Are you alone
Are you afraid
Are you searching for me
Why did you go I had to stay
Now I'm reaching for you
Will you wait, will you wait
Will I see you again
You took it with you when you left
These scars are just a trace
Now it wonders lost and wounded
This heart that I misplaced
Where are you now
Are you lost
Will I find you again
Are you alone
Are you afraid
Are you searching for me
Why did you go I had to stay
Now I'm reaching for you
Will you wait, will you wait
Will I see you again..."
He took a shaky breath before kneeling, closing his eyes and letting his head sag as he cried over his friend's unfair passing. He had no idea about what had happened to Sketch. Yet.
English
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Goooooood... GOOOOOOOD...! [b]Ian approves.[/b]
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As it slid from Quincy's grasp, the blade slid across his palm, cutting it open. "Gyahh!" he wailed, clutching his hand.
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He took this opportunity to run, sheathing the blade and making a mad dash for Ry's ship
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He chased after him, catching up easily. He tackled Alex, knocking the sword away with his bleeding hand.
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He still had a dagger, and unsheathed it quickly and lashed out blindly, at your face and neck
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It sashes Q across his muzzle and his collarbone, making deep gashes. He yelps, slamming his hand onto his wrists, pinning him. The knife begins to get extremely cold. "ANSWER MY QUESTION!" Quincy practically screams at him, tears pouring down his face.
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"LET ME GO!" He knees him, and a plasma blade extends from his wrist to try and force you to let go and on his free hand, another formed as well, and he slashed at you again
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Quincy snarls as he slashes the equipment off of him, his left ear getting half of it sliced off in the process. "ANSWER MY QUESTION!" he shoats again, beginning to lose it, shaking violently.
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Alpha went pale, the blades were inplants....and you just ripped them out "I...I stabbed quincy"
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Gyah, thought they were attachments. Q was using his nails coated in ice so the worst he would have done was cut his arms a little. "I smelled Sk-Sketch's blood..." he said, shaking as he got off of Alex, stumbling backward and falling down, bleeding heavily in several areas. He lied on his back, covering his face with his bloody hands as he cried.
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Alpha scurried to get up and ran away, hugging his damaged arms to his chest
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Quincy eventually stopped crying, but the pool of blood under him continued to grow. Granted, it wasnt big, but it was concerning.
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Alpha wasn't looking, and was pretty far away by then
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Out of desperation, Quincy began shouting for help, but it sounded less like a shout and more like a pained cry.
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But nobody came. . .
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Gosh you are....something. Quincy eventually passed out, the bleeding slowing, but not by much. His entire chest was soaked red and most of his face as well.
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Alpha eventually returned, and picked quincy up, carrying him to the ship for treatment..... ((end))
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Epilogue: Quincy lied on the medical cot for the second time this year. He sighed, his eyes closed as if he were sleeping.
