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Post by JazzBuddah on May 9, 2009 2:33:00 GMT -5
Seth watched with fear as the soldiers swarmed in. Travis was MIA, Art was hiding which was okay by him, and he was unarmed with ten and counting sword weilding eqyptian soldiers targeting him as they came down the stairs. As quick as he could he scooped up a scimitar that had fallen on the floor from a broken statue and readied it as the swarm surrounded him. "No, I believe he is an independant." As if on cue, the king began desending the stairs as his guards just stared Seth down. It was clear he wanted to go one on one. "The sound is still here though. I think he's independant and controlls these goons." Soon the king stepped into the circle and took out two finely crafted swords. Seth took a step back.
"Sh*t." He muttered. He barely knew how to use a sword. He didn't stand a chance against a thousand year old eqyotian pharoe who clearly knew what he was doing. And by the look in his eye had something against me. He quickly pointed his sword at Seths head.
-in anchient- "You have spoiled my queen" Seth looked confused as the king went into a readied stance. He looked over at Art.
"Sh*t" He muttered again. Without warning the pharoe lunged forward brining his sword down. Seth raised his own causing them to meet with a clang. With his stomache now exposed the pharoe swipped with the other sword cutting Seth along the abdomen tearing his shirt. Crying out he fell back grabbing his new wound as the guards cheered. Practically kneeling Seth pointed the sword at the pharoe with a shaky hand to keep him at bay as he circled around the space.
Swinging the swords around while studying Seth, Seth finally decided to strike thrusting forewards. Moving aside the pharoe raised his knee hitting Seth in the gut. Then, with one swift movement he spun in a circle. Once he had come full circle he slashed out cutting Seth across the face. Screaming out in pain Seth dropped the sword and fell to the floor and blood poured from his face. The pain was making him dizzy and the blood was now blinding his right eye. He soon had nothing left to do but use a single bloodied hand to try and crawl away.
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Post by Reaper on May 9, 2009 5:40:21 GMT -5
Art watched in fear as Seth hit the ground. She fired off the last few rounds into the on lookers, a couple of them falling before they turned to her. She had to get to Seth, but the over grown guards made it difficult. As if on a que of their own several shots rang out as several more guards dropped to the ground. Looking up she seen Travis standing over head waving his hands. "Sorry," he shouted before disappearing behind a piller. Soon enough two swords were thrown from the balcony and landed before Art. "I hear your good with swords. Help Seth, and I'll keep the goons off your back." Art nodde slightly as she picked up the swords. It was a risk, but she had to take it. If she lost him she would be alone and their child without a father. She couldn't let that happen.
She ran forward threw the crowd of guards and the sound of gunfire over head as those in front of her quickly dropped. Art dashed forward with her sword outshtreched, and caught the tail end of the kings sword just before it hit Seth. She managed to push him back just ever so slightly enough for her to step in front of Seth. "Seth, if you can move get out of the building," she said as she looked back at him. She smiled lightly as she turned just in time to catch his sword again, but wasn't open because of her second sword.
Both swords clashed as they were pushed away. Art still continuing to stand defensivly against the king as she had planned on protecting Seth for as long as she could. As he camed down on her she managed to dogge his attack, but his second caused her two raise both her swords to block his single sword. This had given the king room enough to manuver. Dropping one of his swords his hand reached out and gripped Art forcefully by the neck. Just as she went to bring her sword around to strike the king two guards ran up and grabbed both her arms and held them out to the side.
Art could only watch in fear as he brought up his own sword two strike. Just then two more shots ran out from the back as the guards holding Art's arms dropped to the ground. She caught the sword with her bare hands feeling the blade cutting into her palms as she did, but managed to stop i just inches from her stomach. A sigh a relief would have been great, but she didn't have time. Art shifted the sword away from her as she brought up her feet to kick him in the chest, and push away. Landing on her feet she grimiced slightly at the pain she was feeling from the concret on her bare feet.
As she picked up her swords she looked back at Travis that was now behind them. "Get Seth out of here. I'll be right behind you," she said as she blocked the kings new onset of strikes. Her own holding a bit of falter to them as her hands were now bleeding from the sword, and holding onto her own was a bit more difficult.
Travis nodded as he nelt down beside Seth and helped him to his feet. "Lets get you out of here." He looked up at Art as he slowly began to back up with his rifle in hand he kept firing on the guards. He wasn't going fast enough, because he wasn't planning on leaving Art behind. "Move it girl. if you can fight, you can fight and back up at the same time," he commented.
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Post by JazzBuddah on May 9, 2009 15:32:49 GMT -5
Seth blindly and violently refused Travis' help. "NO! ART! ART! Where are you?" He said sitting up and looking around seeing only red. "Just run!" Soon he felt himself yanked to his feet as he was being pulled up a pair up the stairs by a mysterious force he believed to be Travis. "We...we need to help. Can't just leave!" He said finally pushing him against a wall. Feeling weak he fell down upon the wall still feeling the burning pain from the wounds he could not see. Reaching around his hand soon met with the handle of a rifle one of the slaves had dropped when he was most likely cut down. Standing he wiped the blood from his face and opened his right eye.
Things were red and blurry but he put his eye to the scope and targeted the pharoe but it wasn't long until his vision faded again. "ART!" He called out. "Get away from hi, take cover." Suddenly he had a flashback to hunting razorbacks in the outback. Forrest's so thick you couldn't see your prey. You had to listen for it. Perking up his ears he tuned into the sound the pharoe was making. Zero'ing in he readied his rifle no longer rely'ing on sight. Finally, when the sound was blinding, and just before it made another attempt on Arts life he fired a single round.
Suddonly the noise was gone as the bullet pierced the shell of the bug on the pharoes back. His legion clutched their ears and soon fell lifeless to the ground just leaving Art and the Pharoe. Cocking the rifle Seth fired blindly into the same location causing one bullet to pierce its chest, two going through his left shoulder and elbow and the last one taking out his knee causing him to kneel down. "ART! ART RUN....WHERE ARE YOU> PLEASE TALK TO ME!"
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Post by Reaper on May 9, 2009 19:26:02 GMT -5
Art had dropped her swords, and cover her head as she nearly laid on the ground to avoid the gunfire. When all went quite and she heard Seth calling for her she looked up from her cover just barly feet from where the pharoh was kneeling. "I- I'm fine," she said lightly as she looked around and then toward the pharoh. She stood up and looked down at the pharoh before turning to Seth. "A- are you okay?" she asked as she quickly moved to his side. "Keep us covered," she said lightly as she knelt down next to him.
She looked him over, before ripping the bottom part of her dress off. She wipped his eye, and quickly used another pice to wrap it so it would stop bleeding. "Seth?" she asked lightly as she looked at him, before tearing off another pice and using it to wrap his stomach. "I'm sorry," she said lightly as she looked from him back to Travis. "Help him," she said lightly as she took the rifle from him. Travis nodded as he went to Seth, and put his arm over his shoulder. With Art now keeping the gun trained on the pharoh she backed up behind Travis and Seth as they moved out of the building.
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Post by JazzBuddah on May 15, 2009 10:57:53 GMT -5
Seth pulled away from Travis and looked at Art with his good eye. "Art, come on, it's time to go. He's not dead yet, I can feel it. We have to get going before this place collapses or before he wakes back up." Art nodded to him and soon both Art and Travis were helping him limp through the main hallway towards the grand entrance where a large bus had created a gaping hole. Outside chaos could be heard as the slaves regained themselves and began fighting back against the infected anchients.
Once outside the heat hit him like a wave and the light blinded him. It was clear to see that the old slaves were winning as they knew how to use current weaponry where as the old soldiers did not. Next to one of the sand dunes Seth noticed large groups piling into the modified busses, some already taking off over the sand. "Time to get out of here." He said with a smile as he lead them to one of the busses. With the help of Art and Travis they managed to get him into the back of the bus where he collapsed breathless. He then looked at Art tired and lazily.
"See, what did I tell you, piece of cake." Looking out the window he saw something disturbing. He instantly took out his binoculars and zoomed in on what appeared to be a make-shift landing pad. He soon spotted the doctor carrying a large sealed metal box and placing it on a personal plain. The props soon started turning and it began making its way down the runway. He then looked at Art. "We've got to get this thing in gear. We can't let him leave knowing what he knows or this could all happen again." With pain he grabbed Travis' rifle and smashed out the window aiming at the plane. "We need to get closer. I don't have a shot."
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Post by Reaper on May 18, 2009 11:56:02 GMT -5
Art sat next to Seth as Travis moved to the front of the bus in order to take control. She watched as the doors to the plain shut and the propellers started turning. She looked at Seth with a bit of worry, wondering if he could really make this shot with his present condition or not. She climbed to her feet and moved to the front of the bus as it quickly moved toward the run way. There where more buses out there so occupying one probably wasn't even going to affect the escape of the others. She leaned up against the pole and looked out the front window. "Try to get as close as possible," she explained. Travis nodded as she stepped on the gas in hopes that it would go faster. She could already see the plain starting to move down the run way. An off to her side she cursed slightly for all that she could see was a mountain of sand coming their way. "Sand storm!" she called out as she moved down the bus and started to secure the windows as best as she could. "Seth, take the shot now, or there will be no other chance," she called out as she finished securing the last window with the exception of the window Seth was using. The storm was moving quick, and from the looks of it the wind that came with it wasn't as gentle.
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Post by JazzBuddah on May 19, 2009 13:59:02 GMT -5
With his one good eye Seth tried to line up the shot he could. When he thought he had a bead on it he fired but the recoil from the fully automatic weapon sent the bullets flying wild landing only one hit in it's side. "D@mn!" He called out tossing the rifle aside. He then pulled out his pistol. The moment he took aim the sandstorm hit rocking the bus and sending him onto his back. When he got back up he cursed again as he watched the doctors plane raise over the sandstorm and into the distance. He sighed heavily knowing that they failed to stop the doctor from selling the BOW to any organisation he pleased and they had no way to track him. In pain, he lowered hiself on the seat and looked up at the ceiling.
"Someone else." He said to himself. "I made a promise." He then looked back at Art and smiled. "This is some-one elses hunt now." The trip through the storm and over the sand dunes was bumpy and shook the bus every now and then. Sitting sideways in the seat he pulled up Art so she was sitting in his lap and put his arms around her. Even though it hurt like hell it was what he needed. "We have more important things to get to." He said rubbing Jays ring with his thumb.
I just hope the doctors can fix up my face so I don't look like frankenstein for the cerimony. Maybe I could wear a mask like the phantom of the opera." He said with a laugh before resting his head on Art shoulder.
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Post by Reaper on May 19, 2009 21:32:15 GMT -5
Art laughed slightly as she put her hand up against the side of his face. She looked at him tenderly before kissing him deeply. Waiting a bit before she finally pulled back she smiled lightly. "I don't care. Your still as sexy as ever, and you make me happy. That's all I care about," she said lightly as she leaned up against him. As the bus rocked back and forth it hit her like a rock. Art looked around the bus before finally leaning over one of the seats and vomiting heavily. She vomited a second time before sitting back in the floor. She rested her head on the seat beside Seth and closed her eyes. Panting slightly as she sat there. She swallowed hard trying to force down another urge to throw up.
She sighed heavily as she rested against the seat. "We . . . I . . . I don't know how to say this," she said lightly as she looked up at him, and then looked away. She really didn't know how Seth would take this, and it scared her a bit. She looked up at him with tears in her eyes before she looked away. She pulled her knees to her chest and held them tightly. "I . . . I'm sorry . . . I . . . I'm pregnant," she said chocking slightly on her words as she rested her head in her arms.
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Post by JazzBuddah on May 21, 2009 14:43:06 GMT -5
Seth smiled with a sigh of relief placing his hand over his eyes. "Oh thank god. I thought you might have gotten infected with a virus or contracted...." He then stopped dead mid sentence. Parting his fingers he looked down at her with his good eye dumbfounded. "You're...you mean to say we're..." Suddenly he was hit with a wave of emotions which started off confusing him and then settled. "We're going to have...a baby?" Suddenly the emotion raised up causing him to smile and start giggling. "We're...." He then reached out and touched her stomache.
"She's pregnant..." He whispered at first. Then with a huge smole he looked around "SHE'S PREDNANT!" He yelled out with joy as the other riders just looked at him oddly. Seth then started laughing out loud and held Art close. He then realised what he was doing and pulled back. "I'm sorry, are you okay? I didn't hurt you did I?" He asked with deep concern. Calming down a bit now he laid his head on hers as tears flowed down still smiling. "A family. I'm....going to have a family." Seth was overwhelmed. His parents had never paid him any attention or showed any affection and he had left when he was young. He had never had any close family ties. "This is incredible..." He whispered to her. He kissed her on the cheek and began to stroke her hair. "Let's get you home. Let's get you home and start our new life....as a family." He held her tight again with the tought of the word. "I won't leave your side. Not for a moment."
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Post by Reaper on May 21, 2009 20:11:53 GMT -5
Art looked up at Seth almost shocked at what she was hearing him say. She was expecting him to be mad or upset, but he was happy. She smiled lightly as she climbed to her feet and sat down beside him. She rested against him. Art wrapped her arms around his waist and rested her head against his chest. "I'm glade," she said lightly as she closed her eyes. "I'm glade I can finally have you all to myself," she said as she looked up at him with a small smile. "Thank you . . . thank you for coming for me," she said as she closed her eyes and rested against him.
Travis drove the bus into the town, but instead of taking it to the airport he headed for NADAS headquarters. He figured that it was the best place for them to check in. Once he pulled up in front of the base, and spoke momentarly with one of the passangers before walking to the back of the bus. "Were at the base. I've instructed the driver to take the rest of the passangers to a medical facility to be properly checked out. I suggest we get you two tended to out by our own phasicians," he said as he waved toward the open door. Art nodded, and with Travis' help got Seth up on his feet, and off the bus where it quickly left.
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Post by JazzBuddah on May 22, 2009 19:22:58 GMT -5
Taking Art's hand he helped her to her feet and started bumbling. "Um...okay. Now, ahh. Be careeful, don't pace yourself." Soon one of the civilians past him by.
"She's pregnant, not made of glass." Seth looked at him suprised.
"So...what do I do?" The man then patted him on the shoulder.
"Don't worry, It'll come to you." Looking back at Art he still felt weak in the knees and horribly concerned..
"Ahh...right." He then shook his head and smiled at her. "Let's get you home. Dr. Fergison can check you out at the plane." Still holding her hand which was now sweaty he limped slightly walking to the front. The arm holding onto Art hurt like hell but he pushed it out of his mind. When he came to the stairs he looked at her conserned again. "Okay...one step at a time." Holding onto her hand with on hand and placing the other on her shoulder he helped her down. Once they were finally out of the bus it drove. That's when his butler Greg pulled up in a jeep.
"SETH! You look like h..."
"I'M HAVING A BABY!!!" He yelled out jumping in place excited to share the news. Soon he regretted his action as the pain got to him in his ribs. Greg smiled looking at Art.
"Well that's wonderful news, athough I don't know how your going to manage the birthing process Seth." He then started to chuckle at his own joke. He then walked up to Art. "This is truely great news. Come on, we should get you out of this mess. All of the soldiers just stopped attacking all at once so the roads are clear. For some reason I have a feeling you two had something to do with it. Seth smiled as he opened the jeeps back door. He then helped her up as if she was already big. As the jeep started up Seth pulled Art over to him and wrapped his arms around her. "So Art, where did you get the dress?" Seth then smirked.
"Someone thought they could marry her before me."
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Post by Reaper on May 24, 2009 10:38:33 GMT -5
Art laughed slightly at Greg's joke. She looked up at Seth as they helped him into the jeep. "Yeah, that wouldn't have been right. Did you see that guy? He was like a whole four feet taller than me. I like my man just a few inches taller than me, and much cuter than he was," she said with a laugh as she leaned in and kissed him gently. Art smiled as she shut the door and walked around to the other side with Greg. "Besides I have to get out of this heat. It's starting to take it's tole on me," she said with a weak smile as she looked into the jeep at Seth. "In more than one way," she said lightly before opening the door.
She looked up at Travis as he walked up to the jeep. "I'm going to stay here and help out with what I can. Good luck you two, and if you need anything give me a call," he smiled as he looked into the jeep at Seth. "It was good working with a recless man again. Keep that drive it suits you very well. Take care of your new family man, and I'll catch ya around," he said with a half baked salute. He then helped Art into the jeep and nodded slightly. "Good luck." An with that he walked off toward the NADAS base to see what he could do.
Art smiled as she looked back toward Seth. She shifted in the seat so she would be facing him. Putting her hand against the side of his face so she could turn him to look at her. She smiled lightly as she looked him over. "Your my hero. From the first time we met you have done nothing but save me. An now you chose to save me from my family name and all the curse that follows along with it," she said with a smile. Leaning forward she kissed him passonatly, and let it linger before she pulled away. "Thank you for staying with me threw everything," she said lightly as she wrapped her arms around him, and rested against his arm.
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Post by JazzBuddah on May 26, 2009 0:06:19 GMT -5
Seth just held onto Art as they drove through the city. He was dog tired and ready to fall asleep. He was so tired he was barely able to register the pain he was feeling from his injuries. Looking outside he watched as the locals helped each other out and recover from the disaster. "Looks like we both need an apointment with the doctor when we get back. I can't wait to be pumped full of pain killers and just fall asleep." The jeep then took a turn and the airport was then in sight. "Why don't you give everyone the good news when we get back. I kinda stole the spotlight when Greg showed up. By the way, I was thinking we should stop first at your parents to give them the news. Also, our new home in the arctic has a guest house. I was thinking they could stay with us until the baby arrives. It's up to you." Just then the jeep pulled into the airport and stopped along the airstrip. As the jeep came to a stop, the crew began exiting the plane. The doctor was quick to rush out and come to the vehicle. Seth slowly got out and helped Art out of the jeep.
"SETH! What happened!?" Fergison said looking him over. "You sure do make my work interesting." Serina the navigator went over to Art in a rush.
"Art...where did you get the outfit?" She then looked coldly at Seth, "Why do you keep draggin her into this? Art, sometimes I think you should get away of this adventure junky as soon as you can." Seth suddenly got frustrated.
"Maybe next time I should take you on the mission instead." He said jokingly. Fergison then walked up close to Seth and flashed a light in his good eye. "It looks like you may have a concussion. We should get you both inside as soon as possible. Art, I want to take a look at you too. You look like you've been through allot too." With that said, Fergison helped Seth up the cargo entance as Serina walked beside Art.
"So, where is the 'action man' taking us next? Dragon slaying? Perhaps hunting for venomous snakes the size of a semi trailer? You should really consider staying with me. Seth can take care of himself. You deserve a relaxing vacation that doesn't involve zombies or flesh eating monsters."
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Post by Reaper on May 26, 2009 0:52:18 GMT -5
Art laughed slightly as she looked up at Serina and at the others. "It's okay. i really don't mind, but . . . " she trailed off as she looked over toward Seth. She smiled lightly as she leaned up against Serina slightly. She wasn't feeling all to well anymore, and she figured that it was the weight of the day finally catching up to her. She looked up at Serina and smiled lightly. "I love him, and I can't leave him. Besides he's doing more for me than anything. Seth's actually suggested settling down. Has everything planned out and set up." She looked at him and smiled lightly. "Not to mention a wedding to plan, and a new room to set up for a little addition," she said with a small laugh.
She grabbed her side slightly and stopped moving. Using Serina to help her stand she stifled a small cry, before throwing up again. Art knelt down slightly and panted heavily as she leaned over. The weight of the day along with the stress and the events had finally come full circle. At least that's what she hoped. She was hoping and praying that morning sickness wouldn't be this painful. With Serina's help they were able to make it into the plane. "I'm pregnant," she said lightly with a grin. "But I don't feel so hot anymore," she said as she looked at Seth. Sweet poring down her face, but she still smiled. "An you do look like hell," she said with a small laugh.
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Post by JazzBuddah on May 27, 2009 13:06:06 GMT -5
Serina smiled widely ownly to frown when Art got sick. She then patted her on the back. That's wonderful news. I'd make a scene but you need rest. We'll talk more once your resting. For now let's get you inside so the doc can look at you. After a few minutes the gang had entered through the cargo bay doors before closing them up. The doctor instantly placed Seth on the examination table and closed the blinds around him. Sernina helped Art into her room and sat her down on her bed. She left a moment and returned with a bottle of water and a waste bucket.
"Just in case." She said. "So, which happened first? The proposal or your lovely new discoverey. She then shook her head. "Not that it matters of course. Oh I am so happy for you. I know you've been waiting for this for along time. You deserve this and so much more! I can't wait but to begin planning everything..." She then stopped. "That is if it's allright of course. I'm sure you have friends and family back home." She then bit her finger. "I wonder how your parents will take this. I was never sure as to how they felt about Seth. She then smiled and waved her hands. "Not that you should worry about that now, you just need to get some rest and when you wake up we'll have a proper celebration. Just then, the doctors nurse Keisha walked in.
"The doctors working on Seth right now. He's going to need some stitches and he has some broken ribs so Fergison put him under. He should be with you in a minute. We won't be taking off until the surgery is over." She then sat down next to Art and felt her forehead. "What you're experiencing is natural. Although the sickness often occurs in the morning the flights have messed with your biological clock not to mention all of the stress you've been under. As time goes on you'll find you'll be eating more and crave things that might seem odd but you must stay away from alcohol. Normally you are not supposed to fly during pregnancy but you are so early that we feel that getting you home will be all-right as long as you stay grounded. Also, you'll start having some mood swings, most of which will be targeted at Seth unfortunately. You'll be unexpectadly sad, angry and other emotions, some of which you have never felt before. But you're strong, and Seth cares deeply for you so I'm sure you will be fine." Just then the doctor walked in and Keisha stood up. "I just gave her 'the talk' the rest is up to you. The doctor nodded and walked up to Art as the nurse left.
"Well, first I'd like to say congradulations, though it's under strange circumstances I'm sure we can all have some fun after you sleep and once we're in the air again." Fergison then began his checkup, testing her pain and flexability. Finally he wrote down in his notebook. "You have some heavy bruising. Unfortunately, due to your...situation I can't perscribe any pain-killers. I'll have Keish come in with some bandages and I don't want to see you out of bed for the next 24 hours."
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