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Open The Chimera Project II
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FMC_x_ANS
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A-01 knelt next to Edward, and with his right hand he gently brushed a strand of bloodied hair from the wounded alchemist's face.
"...Thanks..." A-01 said weakly, searching Ed's body for wounds rather than his face. He was too ashamed for being a coward to address him face to face. "You're...Wounds are bad but... Its too dirty to do anything about them..."
His blades retracted, A-01 eased his left arm under Ed's upper back while positioning his right arm under Ed's knees. Slowly then, paying special attention to use his shoulder to cradle Ed's head, he brought himself to stand.
"... We need to get out of here... There should be a loading bay if we continue down this way. It should have some spare trucks." He said weakly, still disoriented by the situation.
"...Thanks..." A-01 said weakly, searching Ed's body for wounds rather than his face. He was too ashamed for being a coward to address him face to face. "You're...Wounds are bad but... Its too dirty to do anything about them..."
His blades retracted, A-01 eased his left arm under Ed's upper back while positioning his right arm under Ed's knees. Slowly then, paying special attention to use his shoulder to cradle Ed's head, he brought himself to stand.
"... We need to get out of here... There should be a loading bay if we continue down this way. It should have some spare trucks." He said weakly, still disoriented by the situation.
allitersonance
Banned
Her eyes and ears told her that there was nobody left to fight - a good thing, since she fell to her knees the next moment, unable to stand any longer. She figured that if she was hit in the head again, she'd probably fall unconscious, and the same might go for being hit anywhere else - but there was no reason for that to happen now, was there?
Her eyes were clear, at least, and she could look around her, taking it the sign of the bodies, including the ones she'd killed. Most of the chimera looked fine, except Edward (she'd let somebody else deal with him, and it looked like some already were), so she just stayed where she was, listening to the pleased crackling of the flames, at the moment content for the little burning it had been allowed.
But it sounded like they'd be moving again... though she'd continue resting a bit, and only move when they were.
"Are you sure moving him like that is a good idea?" Marisa gave Edward a concerned look, though she was more interested in extending her period of rest. She wasn't looking forward to what would happen next. "Bullets can shatter bone, and it's probably lodged in there... you could be shifting the bone fragments around and making it worse. Maybe beyond repair. You have to... immobilise it, even though it's probably bad enough after he killed that guy." She nodded at the bloody corpse on the floor.
Her limited (though existent) knowledge on medicine, physics, firearms, and the like allowed her to say this with full confidence. If she was wrong, or lying, she didn't know about it.
Her eyes were clear, at least, and she could look around her, taking it the sign of the bodies, including the ones she'd killed. Most of the chimera looked fine, except Edward (she'd let somebody else deal with him, and it looked like some already were), so she just stayed where she was, listening to the pleased crackling of the flames, at the moment content for the little burning it had been allowed.
But it sounded like they'd be moving again... though she'd continue resting a bit, and only move when they were.
"Are you sure moving him like that is a good idea?" Marisa gave Edward a concerned look, though she was more interested in extending her period of rest. She wasn't looking forward to what would happen next. "Bullets can shatter bone, and it's probably lodged in there... you could be shifting the bone fragments around and making it worse. Maybe beyond repair. You have to... immobilise it, even though it's probably bad enough after he killed that guy." She nodded at the bloody corpse on the floor.
Her limited (though existent) knowledge on medicine, physics, firearms, and the like allowed her to say this with full confidence. If she was wrong, or lying, she didn't know about it.
FMC_x_ANS
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allitersonance
Banned
"We don't have time to get him a new automail arm, either," Marisa grumbled, though she had to admit to herself that it would be the most unlikely solution. She stood up, steadier this time compared to the last, and followed.
She could offer to cauterise his wound, but she thought that it might cause more harm than it would benefit them, with the broken bone there. Cauterisation, as far as she knew, was a last-choice effort to prevent death be exsanguination, and that didn't look the most major issue here. It might be helpful, actually, since people could bleed out by being cut under the armpits, and the bullet or bone shards might have cut something there... if she remembered correctly, no doctor could fix shoulder shattered by a bullet, but that didn't include alchemy.
Of course, the alchemic doctors would probably be the same ones who turned them into chimeras, and that human transmutation law probably covered even that.
Maybe it missed the bone somehow, but then... the fleshy parts closer to the armpit would be where the blood vessels were contained, wasn't it? There was no winning with that... why couldn't Edward just get shot in the torso, which they could pretend was more easily healed and was easy enough to cauterise or freeze?
She could offer to cauterise his wound, but she thought that it might cause more harm than it would benefit them, with the broken bone there. Cauterisation, as far as she knew, was a last-choice effort to prevent death be exsanguination, and that didn't look the most major issue here. It might be helpful, actually, since people could bleed out by being cut under the armpits, and the bullet or bone shards might have cut something there... if she remembered correctly, no doctor could fix shoulder shattered by a bullet, but that didn't include alchemy.
Of course, the alchemic doctors would probably be the same ones who turned them into chimeras, and that human transmutation law probably covered even that.
Maybe it missed the bone somehow, but then... the fleshy parts closer to the armpit would be where the blood vessels were contained, wasn't it? There was no winning with that... why couldn't Edward just get shot in the torso, which they could pretend was more easily healed and was easy enough to cauterise or freeze?
Stormecho
Maelstroms amidst steel
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- she
Karae nodded, still looking at Evan in slight shock. "You're... you want to help me?" she asked, slowly reaching out to grab the spear. The sound of gunshots faded, so she assumed the battle was over, but if more people came... "The alchemists that I met thought I was dirt, and didn't bother with me." Oh, she remembered that, asking for food from someone who just cursed at her and walked away. Don't look at her, she's just street dirt.
Always harsh voices, sometimes blows to keep her away. Yet Evan - a State Alchemist, someone who had the right to ignore her - was helping her. He had given her water. She felt a bit dazed, as if someone had hit her in the head and she hadn't quite reacted to the pain yet. Was this really true? That Alchemists were supposed to protect civilians? Karae felt a flutter of hope. She had a chance to live, if she went with them. With Evan, and the rest of the chimeras. Wings slowly unfolding from where they had been hidden beneath her hair, she stepped tentatively towards the door.
Always harsh voices, sometimes blows to keep her away. Yet Evan - a State Alchemist, someone who had the right to ignore her - was helping her. He had given her water. She felt a bit dazed, as if someone had hit her in the head and she hadn't quite reacted to the pain yet. Was this really true? That Alchemists were supposed to protect civilians? Karae felt a flutter of hope. She had a chance to live, if she went with them. With Evan, and the rest of the chimeras. Wings slowly unfolding from where they had been hidden beneath her hair, she stepped tentatively towards the door.
Darksong
Back in action!
Rose slowly followed behind the one carrying Edward. It looked as if he were dead, or were going to die. A little part of her, however, told her that he would be okay, but that would take a while to confirm. Even if they used alchemy, it was dangerous, and they might hurt him even more. She just wished this hadn't happened.
Coloursfall
THIS IS HOW WE BLEED
Edward groaned, opening his eyes. His arm throbbed in pain, the heat of it almost overwhelming. He tried to shift, but stopped, reilizing he was in someone's arms, and that it would hurt.
He looked around at the group. No more guards...
"Can... someone take... the bullet out? Please..?" He groaned, letting his eyes slide shut again. He felt like he needed a good, long, rest.
No more threat.
He looked around at the group. No more guards...
"Can... someone take... the bullet out? Please..?" He groaned, letting his eyes slide shut again. He felt like he needed a good, long, rest.
No more threat.
Nope
hopefully back??
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(( Did you call the other chimeras for kits? And, my name is BAKUN!! ))
Tuxa's shoulder hurt after the gun shot. But she would be okay, she just had to get the bullet out, and everything would probably be fine after some time.
She concentrated on the bullet in her shoulder, and then suddenly it was the only thing she could see, everything else was white, even herself. The gem on her forehead glowed under her hood again. The bullet moved an inch, and Tuxa could feel the pain rise significantly. Then she could see the cell again, her gem stopped glowing. She paused, then braced herself for the upcoming pain. She concentrated on the bullet again, and when it was the only thing she could see, she tried to move it with psychic. The bullet slowly moved to the right, towards the entrance of the wound it had made. Tuxa tried not to think of the pain that raced through her shoulder.
Cling.
The bullet was out of Tuxa's body. It laid on the floor, covered in her blood. Tuxa's gem stopped glowing, and she bent down to get it. Her right arm still hurt, as it was that arm she used to pick the bullet up, but it was milder, much milder.
"Ha." She said lowly, and grinned at the bullet. She loved psychic.
Tuxa's shoulder hurt after the gun shot. But she would be okay, she just had to get the bullet out, and everything would probably be fine after some time.
She concentrated on the bullet in her shoulder, and then suddenly it was the only thing she could see, everything else was white, even herself. The gem on her forehead glowed under her hood again. The bullet moved an inch, and Tuxa could feel the pain rise significantly. Then she could see the cell again, her gem stopped glowing. She paused, then braced herself for the upcoming pain. She concentrated on the bullet again, and when it was the only thing she could see, she tried to move it with psychic. The bullet slowly moved to the right, towards the entrance of the wound it had made. Tuxa tried not to think of the pain that raced through her shoulder.
Cling.
The bullet was out of Tuxa's body. It laid on the floor, covered in her blood. Tuxa's gem stopped glowing, and she bent down to get it. Her right arm still hurt, as it was that arm she used to pick the bullet up, but it was milder, much milder.
"Ha." She said lowly, and grinned at the bullet. She loved psychic.
Nope
hopefully back??
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Tuxa put the bullet in the pocket in her cloak, then followed the others.
Then she said to nobody in particular "I-is he okay?" She was referring to the Ed. "Have you gotten the bullet out? Is it fatal?" She meant the wound.
She could of course move the bullet out with psychic, but that would cause a massive amount of pain for Ed, and it would drain her for a lot of power. She was new to this whole psychic thing, but she felt as if she had lived with it her whole life, as if it was a part of her, and indeed, it was.
Then she said to nobody in particular "I-is he okay?" She was referring to the Ed. "Have you gotten the bullet out? Is it fatal?" She meant the wound.
She could of course move the bullet out with psychic, but that would cause a massive amount of pain for Ed, and it would drain her for a lot of power. She was new to this whole psychic thing, but she felt as if she had lived with it her whole life, as if it was a part of her, and indeed, it was.
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allitersonance
Banned
Marisa nearly jumped when Edward spoke; she'd thought he was still unconscious. "I don't think it's a good idea to cut you open right now, and the bullet will be lodged in your bone," she reasoned. "The... person carrying you"--she didn't recall his name--"can cut well enough, maybe, but we can't do the rest of it... and now can't be a good time, either."
She felt a flare of power, though just barely, behind her, and looked. Her ears caught the sound of something clinking on the floor, and saw the glow of power. She could see the blood on the person's shoulder, meaning that the person was probably as damaged as Edward was. She shook her head - she didn't care about the internal damage that person just caused to herself, as long as nobody got the idea to use it on the leader. Like amateur surgery, doing that would probably do more harm than good, especially since they wouldn't be able to see the damage caused.
Well, she thought so, anyway. She hadn't actually done this herself, ever, or seen it, but all of her knowledge pointed to that.
When the person walked up to them, she decided to ask some questions. "Can you still move your arm? Or, is your shoulder broken? If not, then... your bones, at least, were strengthened far beyond a human's, somehow."
She couldn't help but feel sorry for this person - there was a million-to-one chance that the wound hadn't been worsened by extracting the bullet, so she should be in a lot of pain.
Then again, she reflected, that meant that there was a fairly good chance she'd performed some miracle without knowing.
She felt a flare of power, though just barely, behind her, and looked. Her ears caught the sound of something clinking on the floor, and saw the glow of power. She could see the blood on the person's shoulder, meaning that the person was probably as damaged as Edward was. She shook her head - she didn't care about the internal damage that person just caused to herself, as long as nobody got the idea to use it on the leader. Like amateur surgery, doing that would probably do more harm than good, especially since they wouldn't be able to see the damage caused.
Well, she thought so, anyway. She hadn't actually done this herself, ever, or seen it, but all of her knowledge pointed to that.
When the person walked up to them, she decided to ask some questions. "Can you still move your arm? Or, is your shoulder broken? If not, then... your bones, at least, were strengthened far beyond a human's, somehow."
She couldn't help but feel sorry for this person - there was a million-to-one chance that the wound hadn't been worsened by extracting the bullet, so she should be in a lot of pain.
Then again, she reflected, that meant that there was a fairly good chance she'd performed some miracle without knowing.
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Coloursfall
THIS IS HOW WE BLEED
(( |D; The reason for the kits thing will be clear later.))
Edward was half-dazed, his golden eyes foggy. He felt heavy all over... That wasn't good, not at all. He suddently became very aware of the blood trickling down his shattered arm, dripping onto the concrete floor and no doubt the person holding him. He couldn't see who they were through the haze of pain, however.
It was then that another thought, in the same silky voice that spoke to him before, tore through his mind.
We are going to die.
Panic set in and he whimpered, struggling to lift his head.
((EDIT: wtf ninja'd twice. D: ))
Edward was half-dazed, his golden eyes foggy. He felt heavy all over... That wasn't good, not at all. He suddently became very aware of the blood trickling down his shattered arm, dripping onto the concrete floor and no doubt the person holding him. He couldn't see who they were through the haze of pain, however.
It was then that another thought, in the same silky voice that spoke to him before, tore through his mind.
We are going to die.
Panic set in and he whimpered, struggling to lift his head.
((EDIT: wtf ninja'd twice. D: ))
FMC_x_ANS
New member
Something inside A-01 felt the panic rising in Ed, yet there were two reactions. One was blissful, telling him to delight in the pain and suffering. Yet there was a second reaction, telling him to calm Ed before he further hurt himself. It was strange, as he felt within him two opposite reactions fighting for supremacy. Soon the argument turned into a monsterous roar within his mind, and A-01 closed his eyes in concentration.
This is my mind. Not yours. Mine. Mine...Mine He repeated to himself until the second voice slowly subsided.
"Just keep breathing, it's going to be alright. Just down a few more meters, we will be in the loading depot, and from there we'll get outside and I can do something about your wounds... Just relax and breathe." A-01 said, breathing deeply and slowly as well, hoping that it would help Edward relax.
This is my mind. Not yours. Mine. Mine...Mine He repeated to himself until the second voice slowly subsided.
"Just keep breathing, it's going to be alright. Just down a few more meters, we will be in the loading depot, and from there we'll get outside and I can do something about your wounds... Just relax and breathe." A-01 said, breathing deeply and slowly as well, hoping that it would help Edward relax.
Nope
hopefully back??
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(( I wrote probably. It feels like it's better, but it's really not. I can't remember the word, but it's like in the Pokémon games, when you press A+B, A+select etc. and it feels like it's increasing the chance of capture, when it really doesn't. ))
Tuxa moved her right arm slightly. She winced. "I can move it, but it hurts like hell..." She moved it back to it's original position, "The chimera experiment has changed all of us, how can I know?" She was about to shrug, but then she remembered the pain it had inflicted to move her arm just a little bit, and didn't.
(( I want the "kits" thing explained... ))
Tuxa moved her right arm slightly. She winced. "I can move it, but it hurts like hell..." She moved it back to it's original position, "The chimera experiment has changed all of us, how can I know?" She was about to shrug, but then she remembered the pain it had inflicted to move her arm just a little bit, and didn't.
(( I want the "kits" thing explained... ))
allitersonance
Banned
Could people move their arms when one of the bones that made of the joint was so badly damaged? Probably not. So, she thought, maybe the damage wasn't as bad as she'd first feared; stronger bones couldn't hurt the user, except for additional weight, surely, and they all might have it then.
Granted, it hadn't been moved much, but there was a chance...
If the books had included pictures, Marisa would've been better at figuring out if the damage was really severe or not, but she probably would've been scared away from medicine forever at twelve years old, too.
Now, onto the next thing... would there be more people, more enemies at the loading depot? The fire seemed to burn a little stronger, suddenly interested in the prospect. The desire to burn wasn't as strong as before, but it seemed like it was waiting for the chance instead.
Granted, it hadn't been moved much, but there was a chance...
If the books had included pictures, Marisa would've been better at figuring out if the damage was really severe or not, but she probably would've been scared away from medicine forever at twelve years old, too.
Now, onto the next thing... would there be more people, more enemies at the loading depot? The fire seemed to burn a little stronger, suddenly interested in the prospect. The desire to burn wasn't as strong as before, but it seemed like it was waiting for the chance instead.
Coloursfall
THIS IS HOW WE BLEED
((>: but then it won't be a surprise... Oh well. x3 I'll just say that it's the maternal instincts of the persian he was fused with))
Edward sobbed, but didn't cry, still trying to force himself into a more upright position. The pure blind panic of a wounded animal fogged his mind, and he hissed, eyes clenches shut and teeth bared.
No, no, stop that... We'll hurt more.
A voice more like hs own echoed dully through his head, and the feral animal calmed at the idea of not hurting. Edward stilled, and opened his eyes a bit, tears welling up from the pain.
Edward sobbed, but didn't cry, still trying to force himself into a more upright position. The pure blind panic of a wounded animal fogged his mind, and he hissed, eyes clenches shut and teeth bared.
No, no, stop that... We'll hurt more.
A voice more like hs own echoed dully through his head, and the feral animal calmed at the idea of not hurting. Edward stilled, and opened his eyes a bit, tears welling up from the pain.