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Post by Deleted on Mar 23, 2018 14:39:51 GMT -5
"Get out of my way! Do you dare fight a Black Waltz?" Black Waltz 3 stared quietly as he watched tears fall from Rina's eyes, his mechanical heart aching more than the hole being bored in his back. His eyes showed a pain seperate from the wounds he was sustaining, something far more (dare he think it) human than mere damage calculations. He shivered slightly as the woman he protected leaned up and softly kissed his forehead, the gesture causing his eyes to widen in shock... She just... did that... Earlier in his life, this gesture would've disgusted him. It was so dispicably human!... but now it felt... calming... The light started to fade in his eyes as Rina pulled herself from his arms without much difficulty, the massive black mage collapsing to his hands and knees as the woman stepped out and around him to face the hoard... He could do little to stop her, barely able to function himself! Electric sparks and a soft whirring could be heard from the whole in his back, his consciousness draining from him steadily... His arms shook and quaked under the strain of his own weight before he finally collapsed in a heap on the ground, unable to detect the carnage going on behind him... Black Waltz 3 awoke with a start to the feeling of Rina's fingers running across his wounds, her magic closing them up rather tidily. For a moment, he thought that was it... he was going to die there... He supposed he should than- Black Waltz 3 blinked as he sat up, spotting Rina in front of him soaked in blood both her own and those of her assailants, bodies littering the allyway behind her... She... did that... herself...? He never thought she was capable of such carnage... The poor girl fell to her knees in front of him and almost too quickly, the machine reached out for her, taking her in his arms almost the way a man might carry his child. "Rina..." He whispered barely audible. "You're hurt..." Her only response was to ask if they could go somewhere else, that this group of people was likely not the only one out there... When she asked if he could fly, he glanced back over his shoulder, checking his wings before nodding silently and carrying his partner... his friend out of the allyway and into the streets, his boots tracking prints of blood into the outside. Without a word, the Waltz took to the sky with a mighty flap of his wings, flying as gently as possible several dozens of feet above the town. Rina felts so frail in his arms.... For the first time in his life... he felt real worry... and not for himself to double the surprise! He kept checking up on her every minute or two, glancing down at her to make sure she was still with him... He had no healing magic... he couldn't fix her like she did him... He had to find her medical attention... Softly, ever so softly, the Machine adjusted her in his arms, leaning down slowly to press his lips against her blood-coated forehead as she had done a short time ago... At least for him, it was a pact he wouldn't let her die.... "Where are we going...?" He asked after a while of just flying aimlessly, hopefully losing the suspected hoards of aggressors down below. @tag
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Post by Rina Croft on Mar 23, 2018 19:28:05 GMT -5
[attr="class","burst"] [attr="class","whitenight"]❝ As the bloodlust and adrenaline wore off, Rina’s small frame was starting to be wracked with pain. She whimpered softly as Waltz pulled her into his arms but didn’t try to move away. It ached too much and the warmth emanating from his body felt soothing to her wounds. She waved his concern at being hurt away. Yes, she was hurt but he didn’t need to worry about her. They just needed to get out of this place. Good thing he was able to fly. “N-no. I’m fine. Just get us in the air, Waltz.” Rina closed her eyes and tucked her head into his shoulder, not wanting to look at the death surrounding them. The death that she caused. As they flew through the air, Rina began to shiver as the cool wind whipped around them. She tilted her head and glanced down, seeing the sprawling metropolis zooming past them. It almost made her smile at the strange beauty of it. She continued to watch the landscape and only closed her eyes when Black Waltz 3 moved to kiss her forehead. The small act of affection warmed her up for just a moment. Almost on the verge of becoming unconscious, Rina was woken up by Waltz’s voice asking her where they were going to. Rina looked back down to see where they were located. Almost like fate had been guiding them, they were flying above just where they needed to be. “Right here, Waltz. Drop us here.” | [attr="class","white"] [attr="class","night"] [attr="class","burstmini"]@blackwaltz3 [attr="class","burstmini"]@someone2 [attr="class","burstmini"]248 words [attr="class","burstmini"]notes: |
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Post by Deleted on Mar 25, 2018 8:54:37 GMT -5
"Get out of my way! Do you dare fight a Black Waltz?" Upon Rina's command, the Machine came to a halt in the air, righting himself before slowly descending back down to ground level. The two of them stood right outside the gates of a well-kept grave-yard, the stones fresh and readable, the land weeded in respect for the dead. Black Waltz 3 never understood the need to so ceremoniously discard a shell like this when the real person was dead and gone but he refrained from making such comments in the presence of the woman that had just preserved his already short life. He didn't set her down either... He could feel her own blood starting to soak into his coat and he didn't trust in her ability to stay awake for much longer, let alone stay on her feet. With a sigh, he cradled the former mercenary in his arms as he ducked under the gate looking around for any names that might speak out to him... Nothing. What was he even doing....? He didn't know her husband's name! Why would he? "Where is he?" The machine asked, glancing down at the girl in her arms. So frail... so weak... It was like holding a sick kitten in his arms. "I will take you to him." @tag
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Post by Rina Croft on Mar 25, 2018 22:29:07 GMT -5
[attr="class","burst"] [attr="class","whitenight"]❝ Rina’s eyes had closed again and this time she didn’t open them. She felt the change in the air as Black Waltz 3 put them on the ground and his soft voice permeated through her mind. He was asking her where he was? He? Who’s he? Oh… Alexxander. Rina struggled to open her eyes and looked around until she saw it. The only tree in the whole cemetery. She pointed over to it. “He’s there…we lived right over there, Waltz. In that apartment building. We’d pass be here all of the time…he’d always be amazed how that tree had grown…in a world full of metal and concrete…”Rina sighed and looked up at Waltz, tears coming from her eyes. “I thought he’d be happy there…p-put me down, Waltz. Let me walk to him…” Rina looked back over to the tree and the fresh gray headstone that was underneath it. Even though her body was aching from her battle, her heart was beginning to ache with a pain that was surpassing even her wounds. This is it…the end… | [attr="class","white"] [attr="class","night"] [attr="class","burstmini"]@blackwaltz3 [attr="class","burstmini"]@someone2 [attr="class","burstmini"]000 words [attr="class","burstmini"]notes: This box will expand if you are going to write more, but try to keep it short. I hope you enjoy this template! - Mizo |
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Post by Deleted on Mar 26, 2018 8:42:16 GMT -5
"Get out of my way! Do you dare fight a Black Waltz?" The machine glanced down at Rina as she explained her husband was buried off in the distance, beneath a lone tree stubborn enough to exist in a world without green. He was about to walk over there himself, take his friend with him... but she wanted to go herself... She didn't want any more help to go see her husband's grave for reasons that were completely BEYOND him... Again, his jaw clenched, ready to say something deriding or condescending, an nasty impulse imbued into him by his creator... but his own will overrode the desire and he slowly knelt down, opening his arms to allow the poor, wounded girl to go up to the tree... "Humans..." He scoffed, crossing his arms and turning his back, looking out towards the way they've come as if standing guard. The dark smirk on his lips, one that seemed to mock Rina's spirituality... felt a lot more hollow than usual... His heart wasn't in it... Conflicted. It almost felt WRONG to mock this weak and wounded human... WRONG! THAT IN ITSELF WAS WRONG! He was the utmost superior creature and he was having conflict... seeing these apes as what they were: below him!? RIDICULOUS! A malfunction was what it was. Rina was merely a PET for him! Creatures such as he couldn't have friendships with these lesser creatures... Except... He couldn't bring himself to believe that... The Waltz blinked, confusing himself with his own moral dilemma, his programming no doubt INFECTED with the humanity Rina espoused on a daily basis. "Humans..." He growled, frustrated... Everything was so clear... so SIMPLE before... He knew what he had to do and they way he had to do it but now... He had no idea what to do now... His heart COMMANDED he respect and care for that human over by that meaningless gravestone.... His head instructed he look down upon her and her heritage... He couldn't think clearly... everything was in conflict... Past and Present. @tag
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Post by Rina Croft on Mar 28, 2018 13:18:51 GMT -5
[attr="class","burst"] [attr="class","whitenight"]❝ Rina felt like she was about to crumble right to the ground when Waltz set her gingerly to her feet. She was weaker than she realized, but she didn’t want to stop now. Rina took soft steps for about a couple feet before she became dizzy. She reached out to touch the top of a nearby headstone, regaining some strength. While she was resting Rina turned her head and saw Waltz standing tall, seemingly watching for trouble. He had come so far since they had first met. He would have gladly given her to those people then. But not this Waltz. No, this Waltz had become…a little warmer on the inside. Rina took a deep breath and let it out slowly. She wouldn’t be able to make it the rest of the way without his help. Besides, they had started this journey, so they might as well finish it together.“Waltz…come here. Help me walk the rest of the way. I want you to meet Alexx…”
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Post by Deleted on Mar 28, 2018 14:42:36 GMT -5
"Get out of my way! Do you dare fight a Black Waltz?" The Waltz glanced back as Rina called for him, his eye twitching as she mentioned him wanting to meet her dead husband. That was a stupid suggestion... Next thing she'd ask is for him to say "hi" to him, strike up a conversation with the tree he's buried under like it were him. Tsk. But he would bring her to him... She was far too weak to do it herself... with a sigh, he bent down a little, scooping up the smaller girl in his arms once again, folding a wing over his shoulder to act like some kind of warming tent, protecting her from the chill of the colder air. He wasn't going to act like some kind of support, walking at the pace of a crippled turtle on her way to the tree. If she wanted his help, she would have to accept being carried again. The words Your husband is dead. Who am I going to talk to? graced his lips as they made their way over to the tree, the Waltz BARELY having enough strength to keep quiet and choke down the statement. They were all going to die one day... Or in his case: Stop moving. These humans were so ridiculous about their little death-rituals, their stones and their fantasies used to keep a tainted memory of their fellow pests. Rina took part in such idiotic traditions, much to his chagrin and, as a testament to his patience, he didn't say a word... He simply carried the poor woman over to the tree, setting her down near the grave before it. There would be no greeting to the dead or vows to no one that would hear them. He would simply raise back to his full height and lean against the tree, crossing his arms as he waited for his human to complete her little ritual. @tag
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Post by Rina Croft on Mar 28, 2018 22:48:42 GMT -5
[attr="class","burst"] [attr="class","whitenight"]❝ As Waltz scooped up the girl again, she could feel the annoyance radiating from him. “I…I’m sorry, Waltz. For being such a nuisance. But thank you…for putting up with me. For being a friend to me…” The short walk over was a quiet one and it continued to be quiet as Waltz sat her down to the ground. Rina dropped her hands down to her sides and just stared at the headstone a moment. It was like everything around her was a dream. “Is this even real…?” With a sigh she dropped to her knees and placed a shaking hand over the fresh plot of dirt. “My love…Alexxander. I hope you had forgiven me…I hope you were happy and I hope you weren’t still angry with me. I forgave you…but I never forgave myself. And now I never will. I should have been here with you!” Her voice had cracked, and tears were streaming down her cheeks. “If I had been there I could have stopped them…they almost stopped me…just now. But we beat them. Me and Waltz.” Rina turned around and saw Waltz standing guard again. “Waltz…come here. Please…”She turned back to the headstone. Someone had put red roses and yellow sunflowers at the base of it. Those had been their favorite flowers. That made her smile. Maybe she still had a couple friends left in this town. “Alexx…? This is Black Waltz 3. He’s been living with me for a while. He’s a good friend. He helped me get to you…Waltz? This is Alexxander. He would have liked you…” | [attr="class","white"] [attr="class","night"] [attr="class","burstmini"]@blackwaltz3 [attr="class","burstmini"]@someone2 [attr="class","burstmini"]000 words [attr="class","burstmini"]notes: This box will expand if you are going to write more, but try to keep it short. I hope you enjoy this template! - Mizo |
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Post by Deleted on Mar 29, 2018 6:36:10 GMT -5
"Get out of my way! Do you dare fight a Black Waltz?" The Machine sighed as Rina apologized for the inconvenience before setting her down before her husband's grave. As he leaned up against the tree, he listened and watched out of the corner of his eye as she stroked the dirt before her, sobbing over it as if it were her husband. "Hmph." He huffed, annoyed. Ridiculous... He thought to himself. She was talking to a pile of dirt in the ground, asking for it's forgiveness! Her husband (as she knew him) was GONE, dead, his body put in a hole to rot for eternity and yet here she was... bawling her little eyes out as if she had watched him die, his final breath expelled, his body stop moving. Why must he be here, watching this woman confess her sins to a corpse? It was embarrassing. But he didn't protest... He didn't fight this stupidity or say a word, perhaps out of a modicum of respect he had for the woman. After all... she had proven herself quite deadly in the ally-ways back there... and after living with her so long, she deserved this moment to herself... At least until he was dragged into it. He was perfectly content to have her mourne, to cry and beg at the base of a tree, but when she called his name, asking for him to take part in this... whatever it was, the Waltz almost said "no." He wouldn't DEMEAN himself by taking part in this font of guilt and blame! He- He saw Rina and how completely broken she was... so hollow, tired, she looked like she was dying between the wounds she's sustained and staring down the death of her husband. What functioned as a heart in the machine's chest ACHED with pain-data as he stared at the smaller woman, his eyes once hard and sharp.... turning softer... (sympathetic?) Swallowing his disdain, the machine took himself from the tree he leaned upon, moving himself besides Rina and kneeling so that they were about at eye-level with one another. His jaw tightened as he was introduced to her husband, glancing away when she stated that he was "her friend." Out-loud... admitted it again. that hurt... Guilty... almost like he didn't deserve these words... After they way he had acted, what he was thinking now... Why...?
"...You cared for him very much." The Waltz observed after a long moment of silence, having trouble finding the words after being told Alex would've liked him... Somehow... that hurt even more. He... didn't want to acknowledge that... "...No doubt he was worthy of your affection." He offered, his feathers ruffling awkwardly. He had never said something so... intentionally warm... He did not know this man... But Rina sung so high praise for him... and he could trust her. The Machine glanced over at his poor, wounded companion, stretching out a wing to wrap around her back, to gently coax her back into his arms. The sky was starting to turn dark now... The world would soon turn cold. @tag
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Post by Rina Croft on Mar 29, 2018 21:29:38 GMT -5
[attr="class","burst"] [attr="class","whitenight"]❝ Rina nodded slightly as she was tucked back into the warmth of Waltz’s arm. “I…loved him. Very much. He saved my life. Gave me a purpose. But we became bad for each other. I had to leave. But I loved him, and I hope he loved me just as much.”The two of them sat in silence for a long while, Rina’s eyes unwavering from the grave. She sighed softly before fumbling for something around her neck. She pulled from beneath her shirt a silver chain, that had a small silver ring dangling from the middle of it. Her wedding band. She hadn’t taken it off in all of the time that she had been away from her husband. Not once. But today she would. Because she was taking the first step of moving on in her life. She pulled the chain away from her body, examining the ring in her palm for a moment before dropping it into the dirt beneath her. With her bloodied hands she pushed the ring deep into the earth, making sure it was completely buried. “W-well…that’s it then. Let’s…go home.” Rina tried to stand, but exhaustion and blood loss overtook her and she collapsed back to the ground, landing unconscious onto the ground beside the grave. | [attr="class","white"] [attr="class","night"] [attr="class","burstmini"]@blackwaltz3 [attr="class","burstmini"]@someone2 [attr="class","burstmini"]000 words [attr="class","burstmini"]notes: This box will expand if you are going to write more, but try to keep it short. I hope you enjoy this template! - Mizo |
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Post by Deleted on Mar 30, 2018 7:14:22 GMT -5
"Get out of my way! Do you dare fight a Black Waltz?" With Rina tucked under his wing, the Waltz nodded slowly as Rina explained that it was not just caring for him, but this human concept of "Love", that his existence gave her purpose. He...... may have understood what she meant by that... He glanced at the poor, wounded human beneath his wing and sighed heavily, feeling her biological warmth mix with his mechanical... Comfortable. Even now, he felt his mechanical heart tug in her direction almost physically, as if their cores were connected by a sort of magnetic attraction. It was painful, distracting, frustrating and LOUD.... but it was the best torture Black Waltz 3 had ever suffered. His head was fuzzy, but at least his directives weren't battling it out in his mind anymore. for now, at least, everything had gone silent, leaving him alone with the human woman he had grown to accept as his "friend." He held her a little closer, detecting her blood beginning to soak into his jacket again.... His gaze immediately snapped to her again, concerned, but she didn't seem to be... she just wanted to be with her husband... Rina withdrew a small silver chain with a ring upon it, taking in every last detail of it before dropping the jewelry into the dirt where her husband lay buried... The Waltz quickly reached out as his friend began to fall, his arm snaking around her just in time to catch her before her body hit the dirt. His own heart beat increased dramatically, a cold chill running down his back as he pulled the poor, unconscious Rina into his arms once again, gently placing a finger upon her neck to feel her heart-beat.... "Faint..." He whispered softly before retracting his finger, using it to gently stroke her cheek. His movements were shaky, uneven, his body seeming to resist itself. He had to go... She was going to die if he didn't... Pushing through the... emotions that kept him locked in this place, the Waltz took to the skies with a mighty FLAP and wasted no time in making it back to the Gummi-ship! He would land a few meters away, breaking into a sprint, running up the ramp that lead to the interior! Setting Rina inside on the softest excuse for a bed he could find, the machine made his way up to the helm, surprised to find that the auto-pilot for the return trip... it was active... And looking outside, he saw a mob of enraged people... no doubt looking for Rina... Had they followed them here... or were they here to begin with, in hiding? ...It did not matter. It did NOT. A very dark look washed over the Machine's face as he made his way back through the ship towards the exit, stopping only to see Rina there... Without a word, the machine discarded his heavy jacket, laying it over Rina's small, tired body, revealing his massive, humanoid form. He had pale-white skin, his body toned and strong. feathers seemed to arch down over his shoulders and around his neck like a collar from the sides of his head akin to long strands of hair. Only pausing for a moment, looking over the girl one last time, Black Waltz 3 stepped out to face the crowd of people, his hands curling into fists as they erupted with electrical charge. @tag
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Post by Rina Croft on Apr 3, 2018 14:40:25 GMT -5
[attr="class","burst"] [attr="class","whitenight"] ❝ Throughout the quick flight back to her Gummi Ship, Rina continued to be unconscious. Not even the cold wind breezing past her fast would awaken her. The deep gash in her side was still bleeding and death would be coming for the girl soon. Her life was in Black Waltz 3’s hands just like his had been in her hands earlier. Rina began to slowly wake up when the machine sat her down in her Gummi Ship. The atmosphere and familiar smells must have been rousing her. Her eyes were open just enough to watch him shed his jacket and place it upon her. In her delirious state she wasn’t sure that what she was seeing was actually real. Waltz was standing at the opening of the ship, his black wings spread wide. Rina was amazed because he had the figure of a man. She had never been sure what was underneath that coat, but now she knew for sure. He’s an angel…Rina had no idea of the fresh hell that was so close to storming her ship. Her eyes slid shut again and sleep took her right as Waltz summoned his electricity. | [attr="class","white"] [attr="class","night"] [attr="class","burstmini"]@blackwaltz3 [attr="class","burstmini"]@someone2 [attr="class","burstmini"]000 words [attr="class","burstmini"]notes: This box will expand if you are going to write more, but try to keep it short. I hope you enjoy this template! - Mizo |
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Post by Deleted on Apr 3, 2018 17:01:43 GMT -5
"Get out of my way! Do you dare fight a Black Waltz?" Black Waltz 3 returned to the ship after a couple of minutes, walking with much more of a satisfied bounce in his step than there was before. Upon entering the familiar enterior of the ship, he glanced over at Rina, still asleep beneath his jacket... Somehow, in the time he'd been gone, she had gotten WORSE! He didn't even want to know the state of her wounds under his jacket... The Machine let out a shaky sigh as he moved to the helm of the ship, tapping the screen-button that activated the auto-pilot and then moving to sit besides his poor wounded friend as the ship took off... He gently scooped one hand under her head, the other behind her knees and carefully lifted her up into his arms, doing his best to ignore the sensation of her warm blood against his skin and the stain of red where she once rested. He bundled her up tightly in his coat and waited... Just waited for their home-world to come into view... What more could he do...? He didn't have any medical supplies to treat her... Nothing but his musty-old coat to keep her from falling to pieces in his arms. "How could they do this to you...?" He muttered, an edge of anger, RIGHTEOUS ANGER hidden behind his words. "Who would do this to someone like you...?" He knew just who would... and he was holding her in his arms. @tag
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Post by Rina Croft on Apr 16, 2018 22:16:08 GMT -5
[attr="class","burst"] [attr="class","whitenight"]❝ Waltz’s warm deep voice, pulled Rina back from the hole she had been falling into. The questions he had angrily muttered were questions that she had asked herself over and over throughout the years. She mostly asked them after she had been woken up from horrible nightmares, lying in bed in a cold sweat and just wanting the pain in her soul to go away. It was ironic…the events that had transpired this day had happened so many times in her dreams. They had finally come after her for revenge on the horrible things that she had done. Except…they never ended like this. Wrapped up safe in her best friend’s arms. Injured, yes. But she was safe. No more bad people would come after her. At least for the moment…Rina finally found the strength to open up her blue eyes. Her side was throbbing with unimaginable pain, and she was so cold. The coldest she had ever felt. “W-Waltz…” she said it so softly that she doubted that he heard him. Her eyes moved over to the windshield and saw that he had figured out the auto-pilot and were taking them home. Thank goodness…Rina closed her eyes again. She would try to sleep the rest of the way. A part of her wondered if she would even make it back to the house…well. If she didn’t she was okay with how her story was ending. Thank you, Waltz. I’m so glad we found each other. 2 Weeks LaterIt was a cold and dreary morning. Rina sprinted from the shower trying to pull her warm clothes on as quickly as she could. However, she paused for a moment, waiting to pull her shirt on. She walked over to her full-length mirror, gazing at a pink and shiny line on her abdomen. Her injury from the battle weeks ago seemed to be healing up nicely. Thanks to Waltz. His quick thinking as they landed home saved her life. As soon as they hit the doorway, Waltz had poured nearly every potion that Rina owned down her throat. Any second later and Rina probably would have died. She owed him so much…With a small smile, Rina finished getting dressed and began to wall down the stairs. She wondered if Waltz was busy. “Hey Waltz! Wanna…go on an adventure?”
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