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originally posted in:The New Dojo
12/7/2017 12:16:40 AM
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[i]A heart. John would hear a muffled sniffle and a shaky sigh, as Celkym would nod.[/i]
[i]She would grip his back, her left arm and lower body seemingly functionless, as she brought herself against his being in the silent hug. John could hear the woman's teeth chattering quickly, as if she was freezing.[/i]
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John hugged her a little tighter and brought his voice down to a whisper. "It's okay. I may not be in the best condition myself, but I'll protect you. You're safe with me. I'll do whatever it takes to help you through this."
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[i]The only way to know that she understood was through her nods, of which she did nod. Though getting to a warmer place would be the best for both of them.[/i]
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"Let's get off this roof, okay?" John wrapped the girl's good arm around his shoulders while his wrapped around her and pulled her up as he stood. He'd walk off the edge of the roof, gliding down to the ground.
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[i]Celkym nodded, aa she would wrap her arm around John and move her being closer to the Warlock, as he would then float down. She seemed to be.. relying on him, for everything now. Everything other than bodily functions, she likely didn't even eat.[/i]
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Upon softly landing, he'd start walking her into the nearest building, a generic bar because laziness. "It's okay, we're almost there."
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"...Mmhm," [i]Celkym would simply hum in response, looking upwards at the bar. As they found an empty booth to lay the crippled woman down. Celkym sighed once more, as helpless as ever.[/i] [i]John could feel the need to remove her helmet, get a drink - the usual. Water, probably.[/i]
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John called over to the bartender for some water as he began to remove her helmet, keeping her held close while doing so. "It's okay...you're safe."
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[i]Celkym nodded, as she released a wave of fresh air from her mouth as her face was freed. A few patrons had taken to caring for the apparently crippled woman, as John would get a view of his foe, now friend.[/i] [i]An Awoken, was what Celkym was, albeit modified yet. Her neck down was contorted between metal and light blue skin and flesh, the remainder of her face humanoid and fleshed out. She was pretty to look at, like a chiseled statue of a Greek goddess, her face angular and strong. Short blue hair fell to the sides of her face, the tips of each strand dimly lit by the fading shades of light purple, as if they were beyond ancient. Her left eye, a solid cobalt color, looked up at John, a single thankful tear in her eye as she nodded; the right eye was of Vex origin, glistening with the dissipating blue energy that once fluctuated within.[/i]
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He smiled down at her in a comforting manner, not moving from her side. He wasn't going to leave her unprotected. "Are you okay enough to speak?" He asked, not sure if she was mute.
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[i]Celkym would shake her head, as she motioned to lay her head against John, her one remaining eye allowing tears to be released. She sighed, repeatedly shaking her head as she tried to show.. affection, perhaps.[/i]
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John leaned down and kissed her forehead as a sign of compassion as she rested her head on him. "Don't cry...smile. Life is good. You're free and alive!" He chuckled lightly.
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[i]Celkym sniffled a little, a feeble smile then appearing as she nodded. Her light cobalt face would blush a deep blue color in response to the kiss upon her forehead, though she would smile yet.[/i]
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"There we go. That's a beautiful smile you've got there." John ran a hand through her hair. "Do you wish to sleep?"
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[i]The seemingly free, albeit helpless woman would think a little, before then nodding slightly, still attempting to smile yet. She seemed surprised at John's.. well, seemingly caring attitude. It was heroic, almost: to care for an enemy. To Celkym, anyway.[/i]
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"Then why don't you shut your eyes and get some rest? I'll stay awake and watch over you. Sleep for as long as you like, I'll be patient." John turned his attention to those around him, looking out for the helpless woman.
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[i]The past Guardian would look up at John a little, smiling a little more at that before then closing her eyes. She would rest her being against John then, sighing a little to herself as sleep would overtake her.[/i] [i]The bar seemed normal, afterwards. Except for some of the patrons beginning to leave, which would make John, Celkym, a waitress, and the bartender the last people within the bar. The lights began to flicker, only to be replaced by a red glare before returning to it's original gleam. It was hard to tell, but John could hear.. a humming, deep in the distance.[/i] [i]Something was there, outside of the four people.[/i]
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"And there goes the peace..." John whispered to himself, continuing to hold the vex guardian. His armor is weakened, his mind tired, but he'd make it. He was too determined at this point to die.
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Edited by Weeaboo Of War: 12/12/2017 9:59:54 PM[i]Celkym had begun to snuggle up a little, seemingly more comfortable. Yet as time passed, the waitress would soon leave, as the bartender would take a look at the resting Guardian.[/i] "[b]Look, can't exactly.. keep you here, with your girl. You got a place to stay, or am I gonna have to trust you with staying here?[/b] [b]Not lettin' a cripple and a weakened soldier sleep on the street.[/b]"
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"A soldier?" The Warlock looked over at the man before lowering his head and chuckling weakly. "I've got no where to go. Thank you, sir, for being so kind."
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"[b]Yeah, a soldier. That's what your lot is, right?[/b]" [i]The bartender would nod as he would place the keys for the entrance on the counter, yet not including keys to the backroom, nor the safe nor the drinks behind the counter, before he would then leave the two.[/i] [i]The red light would break through the regular lighting, soon almost becoming hazing to look at. Celkym would begin to shuffle uncomfortably, her right hand scrying for something to hold onto. A hand, likely.[/i]
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John smiled a little and gently grabbed her hand, amused by her actions. He kept his head up and stayed alert as tfhe night went on. [i]Am I a soldier now?[/i] He thought to himself, glancing at his open hand and stretching it.
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[i]Soon, morning came.[/i] [i]When Celkym awoke, she shuffled about, that single light blue eye opening up as her thin grin would then shine upon John's being, as she mouthed "Good morning" to the man.[/i] [i]In the background, there was a knock on the locked entrance to the bar. Someone was attempting to enter.[/i]
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"Good morning." He smiled down at her weakly, tired from staying up all night watching over her. "Just lay here while I get the door." John moved her so she'd be comfortable laying by herself before moving to open the door.
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[i]Celkym would simply nod, as she then shuffled herself over so that she leaned against the bench as John went to open the door. When he did, he was met immediately by an outstretched, closed hand, with a gauntlet's flamethrower greeting him.[/i] "Tell me, right now, why I shouldn't roast you alive for kidnapping Cel." [i]The armored woman muttered, staring at John as if awaiting a reaction, though she had taken her time to monologue. She seemed distracted yet, lowering her gauntlet a little as she looked back at Celkym, whom appeared to be fine and trying to calm her - both silently, and from afar.[/i]
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"Uhhhh....Because I stayed up all night protecting her after fighting nonstop without sleep for the past three days?" John yawned, walking away from the door without shutting it. "She's fine."
