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Post by The Hathaway Foundation on Nov 2, 2011 19:12:33 GMT
How long had she been here?
Sakura opened her bleary eyes and looked up, she couldn't see the clock clearly, she could barely even keep her eyes open. The room was too bright, the hum and beep of all those machines too loud. She just wanted to curl up, close her eyes and sleep. She vaguely noticed that she was wondering if this was what hypothermia felt like before she closed her eyes again.
Sakura Ryusaki was lying in a room. A clinical looking white room, with giant lights shining down on her. She was practically naked apart from a hospital gown and a pair of underpants. Both white, though the gown had specks of blood dripped on it. There was quite a bit of blood actually, neat little dots and blobs spattered across the surgery table in the middle of the room. She hadn't known why they hadn't left her to lie on that, or at least gotten a bed in, instead of leaving her on the floor, hooked to two or three constantly beeping machines.
Then she'd felt a weird sensation in her back. Then she'd felt the wings. She closed her eyes again and breathed out. Coming from out of her shoulder blades were two gigantic wings of brass and copper, made of metal feathers and big iron gears.
They hurt, they hurt a lot, a strong but dull ache digging into her back.
"R- Ren ..." She murmured. "Ren ..."
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Post by Ren Nakamura on Nov 2, 2011 23:11:14 GMT
Still sickens me. Nice detailing.
Ren wasn't there. He was trying to call her, though, but was getting no answers for obvious reasons, reasons he didn't realize.
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Post by William Arthur Philip Louis on Nov 3, 2011 0:04:34 GMT
William also felt something was wrong, "Horror? No...different feeling" he muttered to himself as he decided to ride out as GARO onto the street to confront whatever kaijin was attacking London.
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Trenton Ricard
Kamen Rider SkyKnight 
You're pretty cute, wannna come home wi-... God damn it. Sorry babe, work calls.
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Post by Trenton Ricard on Nov 3, 2011 1:35:24 GMT
Trenton was in London, investigating a strange signal that HQ had picked up. It wasn't any known type of kaijin, so they sent their best to check it out. He was following his phone, when he saw a man in gold wolf armor going the same way.
"This can't possibly be a coincidence." Trenton muttered to himself as continued to follow his phone.
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Post by Kyle Song on Nov 3, 2011 3:41:18 GMT
[Hope you don't mind this, Ren.]
"If I were you, I'd just do my best not to get dumped." Kyle said unhelpfully, standing a metre behind Ren and playing on his iPod.
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Post by Ren Nakamura on Nov 3, 2011 3:43:50 GMT
Not at all.
"What's that supposed to mean?" he questioned, glancing back at Kyle as he put his phone away.
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Post by Kyle Song on Nov 3, 2011 3:56:58 GMT
"How many times have you tried to call her now?" Kyle pointed out. Exaggerating, sure, but still.
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Post by Ren Nakamura on Nov 3, 2011 3:57:58 GMT
"Only twice," Ren told him.
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Post by The Hathaway Foundation on Nov 3, 2011 7:14:00 GMT
"He's phoned twice ..." Tybalt said, eyeing the phone on his desk.
"So?" James asked, flipping through a few books.
"Well if Nakamura finds out about what we- no sorry what you did to his girlfriend ..." Tybalt left the consequences hanging in the air.
James let out a small, indignant, huff. Tybalt had taken his name off of every related document. If someone did find the facility underneath Hathaway's base then they'd think it was the work of James Borachio and no one else. The best bit was it actually fitted James's MO.
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Laertes and Conrad were sitting outside their headquarters, just sitting in the courtyard with sandwiches, a cup of coffee (each) and a few magazines.
"You hear that?" asked Laertes, looking up and around.
"What?" Conrad replied, munching on an Egg and Cress while reading through some motorbike reviews.
"... I think someone's here ..."
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Post by Loki on Nov 3, 2011 11:10:58 GMT
(Hope you don't mind this, Cross)
Loki stared over Sakura's form whilst invisible. He found himself appreciating the work of mortals more and more. The lengths they would go to to create beauty, it almost moved him to tears.
"Exceptional." He murmured. "A work of art." He lifted the illusion, allowing himself to be seen.
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Post by The Hathaway Foundation on Nov 3, 2011 19:54:06 GMT
~Not at all~ Cross
Sakura whimpered and then raised her head, looking at someone who'd just appeared before her. She was breathing heavily but that was about it.
Was she just going mad?
"... Who ..." She moaned and rested her head on the floor "Who are you?"
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Arthur looked at Ren and Kyle.
"Does she normally pick up?"
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Post by Ren Nakamura on Nov 3, 2011 19:55:26 GMT
He shrugged, "Sometimes right away, sometimes not," he said.
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Post by Loki on Nov 3, 2011 20:13:53 GMT
"I am Loki." Loki said softly. "Who are you?" He held his hand out, almost touching the metal constructs on Sakura's back. "And who did this to you?"
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Post by William Arthur Philip Louis on Nov 4, 2011 2:59:36 GMT
William arrived at Hathway's base, another block away from Skull Man, "So this is where I'm sensing the power from" he muttered to himself as his horse neighed out of uncomfortableness, "who could these people be?"
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Trenton Ricard
Kamen Rider SkyKnight
You're pretty cute, wannna come home wi-... God damn it. Sorry babe, work calls.
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Post by Trenton Ricard on Nov 4, 2011 3:30:54 GMT
Trenton pulled up, down the street from the gate to Hathaway H.Q.
"Hathaway. Huh." Trenton remarked to himself. He didn't really know much about the group beyond that they had a few Riders at their disposal. He saw the gold wolf man nearby, and he was getting suspicious, so he snapped a picture and sent it to HQ. Within moments, they had identified him as Golden Knight GARO. Real name, unknown.
"Delightful. Simply de-fuckin-lightful. Two things I don't know much about in five minutes. This has to be some sort of record." Trenton remarked to himself.
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