http://emorangerblack.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] emorangerblack.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] srwug_alpha_rp2012-05-20 07:35 pm

This is the beginning

[A small object suddenly emerges from behind the horizon and blazes through the sky, followed by a comet-like trail. It crashes aboard the White Chalice's deck, revealing itself to be... a pair of humans clad in armor. The armor being Black Cloud and the Great Pretender, to be precise.]

I promised... to return...

1.
[Reactions for witnessing the crash come here. Devon and Laura's armors disappear almost immediately, and they lie down on the deck without strength to even get up. Exhausted, wounded and even somewhat singed they may look... but they are definitely alive and conscious.]

2.

[Some time later, once someone mercifully dragged Devon along to the medical bay - she'll be busy lying in bed and recuperating from the recent hell she went through. Still, the bandaged Shifter is good enough for visits.]

3.

[Same as #2, but for Laura. Just as Devon, she is worn out and injured, but the medical staff predicts she will make a full recovery soon enough. Although she has an eyepatch on.]

4.

[Locked to Cheng, and happening BEFORE prompt #2.

The Shifter still had some unfinished business before she could collapse. Mustering what little remains of her strength, she stumbled in a zombie-like gait to wherever her husband was at the time.

And once she makes it there, she just stands in the doorway. And stares.]
emorangerpink: (downcast)

[personal profile] emorangerpink 2012-05-21 03:43 pm (UTC)(link)
Not...

[Clear throat. Try again.]

Not too injured. Too tired. Might pass out.

[Not that Laura, and Devon too, aren't visibly injured - though at first glance none of it appears too severe, fortunately.]

[identity profile] 2hell-weride.livejournal.com 2012-05-21 03:57 pm (UTC)(link)
Are you gonna pitch a fit if I try to get you up and moving?

...I'm not touching Devon. I like my ribs not broken.
emorangerpink: (Default)

[personal profile] emorangerpink 2012-05-21 04:02 pm (UTC)(link)
Couldn't if I wanted. [It's okay, MarKus, Laura trusts you. And is too tired to work out why you think she might pitch a fit, anyhow.]

[identity profile] 2hell-weride.livejournal.com 2012-05-21 04:14 pm (UTC)(link)
Good. [[One step at a time here. Hand, elbow, shoulder, then, hoisting her up to rest against him.]] Hopefully you can walk, a bit.

[identity profile] aceshighhealer.livejournal.com 2012-05-21 04:23 pm (UTC)(link)
Eh? (Yoshika tilts her head in confusion, blinking away some tears in the process.)

Without me? Really?
emorangerpink: (wistful)

[personal profile] emorangerpink 2012-05-21 04:42 pm (UTC)(link)
The whole crew helped us, believed in us... gave us something to come back to. And you... I knew I couldn't stand to have you mourning me on top of everything else.

[identity profile] wimpy-cure-ever.livejournal.com 2012-05-21 05:10 pm (UTC)(link)
Well... we had some problems, mostly involving the Kamen Riders, but they turned out pretty well in the end.

2, Devon

[identity profile] howling-alone.livejournal.com 2012-05-21 05:21 pm (UTC)(link)
[Alexei knocks before walking into the infirmary. He doesn't wait for acknowledgement, he just strolls in, wearing his best regalia. He turns and salutes, looking down at Devon.]

I've heard we have visitors. Welcome back, Devon Kwan.
Edited 2012-05-21 17:21 (UTC)

[identity profile] 2hell-weride.livejournal.com 2012-05-21 05:57 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh, you're awake, too.

[[He kinda pauses, while, making sure he's got a good shoulder on Laura.]] I'll actively not tell Cheng you're back if I see him. You'd prefer it that way, right?
emorangerpink: (downcast)

[personal profile] emorangerpink 2012-05-21 06:06 pm (UTC)(link)
[Laura can shuffle one leg ahead of the other and not much else. MarKus is probably going to need some help.]

Don't be too rough on him.
mecha_eihwaz: (EVE: huh?)

[personal profile] mecha_eihwaz 2012-05-21 06:41 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh...! Umm...

[Yeah, Lily suddenly realizes what she just said.]

Uh, I didn't... I mean... Err... I, I will go get Nenep now, okay?

[identity profile] aprimeanswer.livejournal.com 2012-05-21 06:56 pm (UTC)(link)
About a week, actually. Cheng's locked himself up in the brig with despair, you may want to go to him when you're feeling better.

...I'm curious what it was like on the other side, but now's not the time. Get yourselves fixed up and we can talk interdimensional horrors later.
emorangerpink: (wistful)

[personal profile] emorangerpink 2012-05-21 07:58 pm (UTC)(link)
Good. We've had it rough... but maybe we can turn things around. Or keep them turning.
emorangerpink: (downcast)

[personal profile] emorangerpink 2012-05-21 08:02 pm (UTC)(link)
Y-yes - errr...

[Laura can't even cover her face or draw up the sheets to hide behind. Her expression is a sight to behold.]

I, I know what you meant...
mecha_eihwaz: (EVE: huh?)

[personal profile] mecha_eihwaz 2012-05-21 09:44 pm (UTC)(link)
W, Well... Off I go, then! It will just take a moment, so don't go anywhere!

[And she storms out, face red from embarassment.]
emorangerpink: (blush)

[personal profile] emorangerpink 2012-05-21 09:53 pm (UTC)(link)
[It's not like Laura could go anywhere. And of course, the Earth isn't going to obligingly open up and swallow her whole again. She does her best to help it do so, though.]

[identity profile] aprimeanswer.livejournal.com 2012-05-21 10:01 pm (UTC)(link)
...I could, um...carry you, I suppose, if you don't mind sacrificing dignity.

2 & 3

[identity profile] subject-0057.livejournal.com 2012-05-21 10:36 pm (UTC)(link)
2) Allelujah has found his way to the medical bay. He hovers wordlessly for a time above Devon's bed: whether he chooses not to speak or simply cannot remember words is uncertain. His eyes are glazed over in a mix of shock, relief, and a hint of smoldering anger - but at whom?

Finally, he breaks his silence. "I was afraid you wouldn't make it back. It's good to see you alive."


3) After his exchange with Devon, the young man finds himself drawn to Laura's bedside. After another short silence, he clears his throat and tries to meet her gaze, if she's willing.

"I know you aren't... terribly fond of me. But I just wanted to say that I'm glad you're alive. I'm... probably being presumptuous, but if you'll allow it, I'd like to try and start from scratch." His face is impassive, but his voice broke a few times, heavy with emotion.

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