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Post by RohaHat on Nov 24, 2009 12:06:55 GMT -5
Quick to notice her friend slipping into unconsciousness once more, Nalo was at Etoile's side in moments, carrying him to the seats at the back once more. Her energy was still full, and for this she felt guilty. After setting him down gently on the larger seat, she just hovered there, golden eyes sweeping across his exhausted figure.
"Hey." Another voice disturbed her thoughts, and Nalo turned to see Vibe stood there, towered over her like she did many other aliens. "I was gonna go check the damage to the ship, you wanna come?" she asked, jabbing a thumb over her shoulder in the direction of a door leading to a hatch. Nalo glanced in the direction of the engine room, then back at Vibe a few times, trying to ask the question. Luckily it looked like Vibe wasn't going to have a hard time understanding Nalo.
"They'll be okay, they just need to rest," she assured her, although anyone listening hard enough might have noticed the slight stammer in the undertones of her voice. But the metallic girl let it slide, and simply nodded, indicating she would assist with the mission.
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Within a few minutes, the girls had made their way out onto the body of the ship, both securely attached to the harnesses tethering them to the ship. Vibe examining the damage, while Nalo floated on stand-by, ready to fix anything they found that was repairable. Vibe had, of course, brought out a repair kit of her own, but any assistance was welcome.
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Post by Renee on Nov 24, 2009 12:47:32 GMT -5
Niji let out a small sigh of relief and fatigue. She was pale, as dull and as blank as a brand new coloring book. She held her head in her hand suddenly feeling dizzy, weak and disoriented, her eyelids suddenly felt extremely heavy. Using the last remaining ammounts of her precious energy, she hovered slowly over to the wall and put her weight against it, even that small task was painful, and she whimpered in pain.
She blinked weakly, "I-I don't feel so..." Niji never finished her sentence. She limply slid down the wall unconscious in a sitting position, with her head hanging low, with her long bangs obscuring her face. The golden tiara slid off of the crown of her head and plopped into her lap.
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Post by Jas on Nov 24, 2009 13:30:24 GMT -5
In the distance, one could discern the anxious pattering of little feet, coming from somewhere up above. A soft voice was heard, calling out to someone, but it was barely audible due the distance. The footsteps stopped, and instead, there was a noise of someone moving about near the stairs. There were vague panting noises, the rustle of fabric, and then a voice, more aubible, though it was more of a mumble.
"...Too slow..."
More rustling and moving, and then -a mere few seconds later- Nebulos appeared from the stairs, sliding off the banister. The little alien didn't seem to know (or was in such hurry he forgot) how to stop his descend, so instead of leaping off, Nebulos's toppled off the pole once it ended. He ungracefully thudded upon the floor, but didn't seem to even notice or care, for he was quick to clamber back to his feet. He looked very flustered and anxious. A violet colour was spread across his cheeks, his hair was ruffled and his breathing was heavy, as if he'd just run a marathon.
"E-Etoile and N-Niji!"
He uttered, his antennae brightening and his worried frown deepening.
"Are-are they alright? Where are th--"
His eye fell on Nalo, who was moving. He was just in time to watch her move aside and make him see the limp form of Etoile, who lay on a seat, far away from the land of the awake. Tilting his head in concern, he observed the short alien, who was luckily still breathing, judging from the gentle rising and falling from his stomach.
Relieved to see one of the two operatives was alright, though exhausted, Nebulos turned around to look for the other.
"Where's Nij--"
The answer came in the form of a small, high-pitched noise, sounding like metal hitting the floor. Confused, the little operative turned his head, and saw an item rolling towards him, gracefully coming to a stop at his feet. Recognizing the dainty object, Nebulos's eyes widened in shock. He snapped his head up and his antennae brightened immediately, looking very alarmed.
"Niji!"
As fast as his little feet could carry him, Nebulos bolted over to his friend, who lay on the floor, unconscious and far more colourless than she should be. He had seen her in this situation before and the fact that he had, didn't exactly make it any easier. Looking very worried, he quickly reached for one of Niji's pockets and pulled out a thermometer-like device. He gave it one quick glance and his expression was enough for anyone to realize there was something wrong.
"She needs a bed! Quickly!"
The tiny alien squeaked worriedly, putting his tiny hands on Niji's pale arm.
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Post by Ellie on Nov 25, 2009 8:54:11 GMT -5
Milo-Lee hung back, feeling completely useless as the others started to recover from the incident.
"Niji!"
She whipped her head around and spotted Nebulos with Niji, who looked like she was extremely ill. He pulled something from her pocket.
"She needs a bed! Quickly!"
"I'm on it," She replied, wanted to do something helpful. She began checking out several doors in the back, most of which seemed to be storage rooms, filled with things like dehydrated food and water. Finally, she found one with about half a dozen portable fold-out beds. She wheeled one out of the closet.
She pushed the bed over to Nebulos and Niji, and folded it down. She glanced at Niji, considering in she could lift her, despite the fact that she was quite a bit taller than her. But her and Nebulos were the only ones over here, and surely he couldn't lift her.... She carefully slide her paws under Niji body, slowly lifting her up. Her arms were screaming against the wait, but she had to move her. After all, she and Etoile had just saved all of them, then lease she could do is move her onto a bed. She slowly made her way to the bed and gently laid Niji onto the bed.
"... Will she be ok?" She turned to Nebulos, "Can I do anything else to help?"
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Post by RohaHat on Nov 25, 2009 11:46:48 GMT -5
(NumbuhPi, Nalo did move Etoile to a large chair at the back of the seating area, if you want to revise that part of your post. ^^)
Outside on the ship, cursing and spitting was heard. "Bloody asteroids, I can't fix this..." Vibe murmured, running her gloved hands along the sharp edges of the metal. "It'll hold for now, it's not going to fall apart or anything, but just to be safe..." she started to pull out some large, durable brackets from the toolkit, and proceeded to attach them over the dented cracks in the structure. "I'd feel more at ease if we at least secured them somewhat..." She then handed a few to Nalo, glancing at the girl to see if she knew what she was supposed to be doing. But the alien seemed to know exactly what to do, and immediately started attaching them, using various forms of her own limbs to fasten the metal brackets onto the ship.
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Post by Jas on Nov 25, 2009 14:40:05 GMT -5
Upon hearing a voice, Nebulos's anxious face looked up, just in time to see Milo-Lee make a run for it. He was relieved to see she was taking action so swiftly. He wondered if he could do something to help too, but upon looking down to his friend's pale face, he guessed the main thing she could use was a friend at her side, which is exactly what he would do.
Biting his lip nervously the Luminarian boy gently patted Niji's hand. If only Luni were here... he thought. Not only because he missed her when she wasn't around, but his Ursaminorian friend was also a medical operative. And he wasn't sure if any of others on the ship shared the same rank. But at any rate, it was up to them to keep each other safe, and that was exactly what they were doing right now.
He was momentarily distracted when he caught a glimpse of Vibe's head outside the window, who was holding various tools and was muttering something to herself. Of course. In all the ruckus, Nebulos hadn't even considered that the ship had sustained some possible damage. Thankfully, a few of them managed to keep their heads cool.
Upon hearing a soft clank, the little boy turned his head again and saw how Milo-Lee was making her way back to them, holding a strange contraception. He blinked confusedly for a minute, taking a step back when the feline came to a stop. When she started to unfold the item, Nebulos realized it was, in fact, a bed. Relieved, his antennae flickered softly. As Milo-Lee, with the necessary effort, managed to lift Niji onto the bed, Nebulos hopped onto it aswell, near Niji's head. His little hand held tightly onto her crown, which he had picked up from the floor earlier.
He looked up at Milo-Lee, his snowy eyes smiling gratefully at her.
"I'm not sure... When Niji consumes a lot of energy, her powers get the better of her and she faints... I guess it's the same as Etoile."
He looked over at said alien, who was sleeping solidly still. His antennae wilted a bit as he looked down at his pale friend once again.
"That's why her colours are all gone. She uses his thermometer to check how she's doing."
He now held up the device he'd taken from her pocket earlier and showed it to Milo-Lee. His smile was far gone and his eyebrows slanted worriedly.
"I don't think I've ever seen it this low yet. She really must've worn herself out."
Nebulos glanced at the thermometer, before he tucked it back into Niji's pocket, patting it kindly.
"Hopefully, all she needs to do is sleep it off... We'd best make sure there's a lot of sugar nearby for when she wakes up!"
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Post by Sadie on Nov 25, 2009 23:57:26 GMT -5
The communicator crackled, filled with static that was soft at first, and then gradually louder. For a few minutes following the incident with the asteroids, it simply buzzed, but then it suddenly became clear and a voice wafted out into the ship for the ears of anyone who might be listening.
"Sector SUN, please respond as quickly as possibly."
The White Lady's voice.
"We received an alert that the ship was in trouble, although the alert has since disappeared. However, we wish to check in anyway. Please have someone respond concerning the condition of all those who were involved and report to any serious problems, if any. Home base, over and out."
In the corner, a little yellow alien was dozing, but his rest was not peaceful. Every once in a while, he fidgeted, looking pained as his wells of energy tried to refill. His breathing was shorter than usual, and faster, but his eyes never opened. And his fingertips remained their dark, black color, suggesting that it would be a little while before Etoile fully recharged.
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Post by Renee on Nov 26, 2009 0:44:48 GMT -5
Niji was recouperating in the folding bed. The bed was soft, but her rest was anything but peaceful and sound. It was uncomfortable... Her breathing was short and raspy as she took in breath after breath. Her body was damp with a light sheen of sweat, and because of that she shivered a bit. Despite the pain the task caused, she slowly almost carefullyshifted on her side, and slowly pulled herself into a fetal position and continued to sleep.
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Post by ChyukiPastukiSuzuki on Nov 26, 2009 3:24:33 GMT -5
The twins remained in their lifeless state when the message was broadcasted through the ship. A dim light was being emitted from both tails, pulsing slowly. The light of a Xanaduataman's tail never completely goes out. It was part of the specific genetic code that was perhaps only found on their aquatic planet. When deceased, the tail's light pulses slowly, much like how Dengeki's and Unagi's were.
Though their state was comatose, their minds were functioning. Living in a dreamlike state that was almost too real. They were back on their home planet, surrounded almost completely by a azure liquid called jafues. Unagi swam alongside his twin as they sped behind another of their species.
"Come back here, you devil!!!" Unagi's voice was barely muffled by the liquid he swam so swiftly in.
"Talking only makes you slower!!!" The young man ahead of them, estimating to be around twenty in earth years, slowed to emphasize his point. His features were clear now. His long hair flowed behind him, as if having a mind of it's own, and the tip of his long tail was as tall as he was.
The alien stopped abruptly, allowing the twins to pass, stop and turn back to meet him face to face. It was now clear that his hair reached an inch or two past his shoulders and rested over one dark teal coloured eye. He held the same mocking smile as the twins, though his was more aged and mature, as if he was laughing at an inside joke. His frame was not much taller than that of the two younger boys, as Xanaduatamans stop growing when they hit their teenage years. The striking resemblance amoung him and the twins would automatically tell anyone that the man floating before them, was their own brother.
"You kids are getting slow," He began, his smile becoming bigger. "Keep swimming like that and you'll never defend the world from adults."
"Uh, Mizu? Are you forgetting that you're an adult?" Dengeki circled his older brother while saying this.
Mizu's reply came quickly, not missing a beat. "Well, I'm still a kid at heart," he put a hand to his chest for emphasis. "Except smarter and cooler and-" His reply cut short as his body convulsed, causing him to float downwards a few feet. He exaggerated a pout. "That was low, you guys."
Dengeki and Unagi exchanged a glance and removed their tails from the sides of Mizu's neck.
"Well, how else were we supposed to get you to stop talking?" A smirk crept across Unagi's face as he circled his older brother yet again.
"Unagi, that's not very polite." Mizu was possibly the only man alive to be able to tell the twins apart without looking them in the eye. He spun in place as the boys circled him.
"We've learned everything we know from you" This time, it was Dengeki speaking.
"Oh sure," Mizu brushed his tail across the twins, shocking them in the process.
Back on the ship, the twins fidgeted slightly as they recalled their brother's version of a noogie. The dream that they just had was one of the last memories of their older brother, Mizu, before they joined the GKND. The slight twitch was the only sign of life that they had shown and even that took out the little energy that they had mustered up. Another memory soon surfaced in their minds, begging to be recalled.
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Post by RohaHat on Nov 26, 2009 14:56:17 GMT -5
"Sector SUN, please respond as quickly as possibly."
The White Lady's voice.
"We received an alert that the ship was in trouble, although the alert has since disappeared. However, we wish to check in anyway. Please have someone respond concerning the condition of all those who were involved and report to any serious problems, if any. Home base, over and out."
Up at the front, Cyril was quick to repond.
"Yo!" was the informal greeting he delivered as he activated the transmitter. "So we just flew through the asteroid belt, which I totally noticed, 'cuz I am just the best pilot IN THE WORLD, so I was just cruising through, and all of a sudden one of these rocks hits the ship!" The bird boy made some sound effects in his throat to mimic an explosion. "And then Etoile and Niji were all like, pyew pyew pyew! And they moved the rocks and they broke them and stuff! And then the twins TURBO CHARGED THE ENGINE so I was all like NYEEEEOOOOW and then we got out of the asteroid belt." Although it wouldn't be visible on the other end of the communicator, Cyril looked very proud of himself. "And now the guys just need some sleep, me thinks. And I think Vibe-y and Nalo-y went to check the damage, I just kinda heard them leaving earlier."
Although childish and a bit nonsensical, most of what Cyril had explained was at least accurate, if uneducated.
"We're doing fine!"
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Post by Sadie on Nov 29, 2009 3:20:33 GMT -5
The child-like response was met with a breathy chuckle, followed by indistinct chatter between the White Lady and a few people who were apparently accompanying her beside the transmitter. After a few seconds, she returned to the speaker.
"Thank you, Cyril, for the report. I'm glad to hear about these developments in the organization of the team. For those that were harmed during the incident: there are emergency medical supplies in the room A-C-3 that might be able to assist. If there are any other difficulties, please report, and we congratulate you on the fine display of your obvious talents."
The communicator buzzed and then fell silent, indicating that the White Lady was done speaking.
Time passed slowly and the empty space stretched on.
Etoile was slowly recovering and it was a long while before his fingertips lightened to a red color again. His head was pounding furiously - a drumbeat that he simply couldn't get out of his temples. The light tried to sneak in through his eyelids, pressing inward, and Etoile tried to keep the consciousness from swarming over him.
Carefully, hesitantly, he returned to the land of the conscious, although his eyes remained shut tightly to keep the pain from overwhelming him. One ear flicked upward slightly and a hoarse groan broke into the air nearby. "Nn. . . nnh?"
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[[Aha I hope no one kills me for skipping over some time. It seemed like we had hit a dead end with a lot of people being drained of energy and such, so I thought I'd pass over that and skip to the part where people can actually, y'know, do stuff. XD Sorry guys if that ruins anything for anyone.]]
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Post by Jas on Nov 29, 2009 8:55:06 GMT -5
XD I think it's a good idea, it's hard to write four posts about a character who's unconscious XD
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As time stretched on, Nebulos transported himself between the Look Out post and the main room. The ship was now flying at a considerably much lower speed, given the circumstances they had been in a while back. The engines had to recharge from the efforts they had been through, and so had to do a few of Sector SUN's operatives. When he left his Look Out post, Nebulos would come down to check upon each of them, though there was hardly any change in their condition. All four aliens were still sound asleep, allowing their bodies to recuperate and restore their lost energy. It left the ship in a rather quiet and demure state, almost peaceful, which was a welcome change after their hectic asteroid-mission.
Currently, the little alien was occupied by rummaging through the cupboard of the ship's kitchen. As the ship was not going very fast at the moment, he could spare a few moments to leave his post, after checking and double-checking there wasn't any danger nearby. Standing on top of a box, on top of the counter, Nebulos tongue was sticking out of his mouth in his effort to pick out several goods out of the cupboard. Being kids, it was only natural that their stock consisted mainly out of candy and soda. Much to his delight, he had even discovered a box of Quablits; sweet, green, blue and purple round balls from his own planet Lumin. He'd already popped a few in his mouth, chewing feverishly, while he continued unloading items from the shelves. He had decided to do this in case any of the fainted operatives decided to wake up. A good old sugar rush was just the thing a kid needed after an incident such as this!
And so, holding a box of sweets in a set of arms, a bottle of soda in one hand and a bag of lollipops in the other, little Nebulos started to make his way out of the kitchen. With some effort, the blue boy dragged the supplies to the room where the aliens were sleeping, and deposited the box and other items on the floor near a chair.
He huffed, using the back of his fist to wipe his forehead. He then took a set of lollipops out of the colourful bag and jogged up to Niji, hopping swiftly onto her bed, but making sure he wouldn't wake her. He checked the thermometer tucked beneath her pale arm, and was content to see its level was rising to more brighter colours. Smiling, Nebulos looked over at his sleeping friend and gently patted her on the forehead.
"Don't worry, Niji, everything will be alright soon."
He smiled once more, eyes squinting to happy curves. He gently put one of the lollipops down near Niji's head, close to her tiara, which he had already placed there earlier, in case she'd wake up.
Barely having done so, Nebulos was distracted when he heard a faint noise.
"Nn. . . nnh?"
Blinking, the little alien turned his head, registering where the sound came from. Doing so, he could discern a set of yellow feet lying on one of the seats nearby. They were twitching.
A broad smile brightened the boy's face, as well as his antennae, and he lept off the bed and bolted over to the row of chairs Etoile was occupying. Excited, Nebulos jumped atop the seat's armrest, clutching its upholstery firmly. His blue face appeared over the edge, beaming at the yellow alien, whose eyes were firmly squinted shut, ears twitching.
"Etoile!"
The Luminarian boy chirped happily, perhaps less subtle than one would appreciate after barely having woken up. Normally, Nebulos would have considered this, but the evident enthusiasm on the the alien's face told that he had simply forgotten this due the happiness of the fact his teammate was waking up after the hard ordeal.
Laughing contentedly, the small alien clambered further onto the chair and walked over to the yellow boy's head, this time more gingerly. Despite his joy, he seemed to realize it'd be more thoughtful if he dimmed his antennae a bit so he wouldn't blind his fellow operative as he peeked down at him.
"Glad you're back!"
He exclaimed yet again, even though Etoile was barely conscious yet, eyes squinting happily once again.
"We were all really worried about you guys... Lollipop?"
He offered, upon realizing he was still holding one, showing the slightly overly-large item in front of Etoile, face beaming happily still.
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Post by RohaHat on Nov 29, 2009 10:52:31 GMT -5
The girls had long since returned from their repair trip; the ship wasn't in any danger of falling apart, and they'd patched up what they could. Vibe had retired to the engine room to watch over the twins, and Nalo had originally taken to keeping an eye on Etoile, but since the ship was lacking in crew for a moment due to the battle against the asteroids, she felt it would be more helpful if she floated around and found places to help, which she struggled to do but tried anyway.
Cyril was getting very bored by now, and kept asking no one in particular if they were there yet.
"Are we there yet?!!" for the fiftieth time in five minutes. With a silent, exasperated sigh, Nalo drifted over to the pilot's cabin, looked at the radar, which showed that they were still some distance from their destination. She jabbed at the screen impatiently, and shook her head at him. He let out a whine in annoyance.
"But I'm booored! Nalo why don't you steer for a bit?" She looked incredibly shocked by this request, and backed up, shaking her hand and hands in rejection. She didn't know how to pilot! Before he could possibly put the fate of the ship in her hands, she floated away again in search of something else to do.
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Post by Renee on Nov 29, 2009 16:06:15 GMT -5
Niji stirred as she heard a familar cheery voice waft into her ears. Slowly, she opened her eyes and the brightness of the room blinded her for a splt second, she blinked rapidly, and sat up, taking everything in. She looked down to see that she was in a bed and made a mental note to thank whomever put her there. She looked to the left and saw her tiara and a bag of lollipops sitting neatly nearby. She chuckled lightly knowing exactly who had done it. 'Nebulos, is such a sweetie..." She mused to herself, as she placed the tiara atop of her head, before taking a lollipop and stuffing the sweet treat into her mouth. She took the thermometer out of her pocket and stuck it underneath her arm, and waited for a beep, when the device finally sounded, she removed it and red the screen in the middle.
"Oli os Evragea/Way Above Average" She read out loud.
"Etolie!!"
She heard Nebulos cry happily at the corner. By the estatic sound of her friend's voice, she figured that Etolie was okay, and had just woken up like she had. Wanting to greet him, she floated gracefully out of bed, folding the sheets and pillow and finally folding the bed up all together, and tucking it away in a corner, then floating toward Nebulos, and Etolie.
"Etolie! I'm so glad you're alright..." She said softly, enveloping him in a small hug.
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Post by RohaHat on Nov 29, 2009 17:31:06 GMT -5
Having heard him from the engine room, Vibe wandered over to the steering cabin, slapping the boy in the back of the head.
"Ow!!" he exclaimed, hastily covering his cranium with his wings to prevent a further battering.
"I'll steer if you look after your boyfriend."
"DEKKI?!" With a distressed expression, the bird boy flapped out of the chair and zoomed for the engine room, nearly knocking the door from its hinges as he passed, leaving Vibe to settle in the steering cabin and briefly ponder what some of the controls did. She didn't know. She only said she was going to steer, not pilot. Glancing at Finnick with her ever ominous eyes, she told him "Just because I'm steering doesn't mean I know how to fly, got it? You're in control."
Back on the other side of the room, Nalo suddenly became aware of the fact that Etoile was conscious.
"Etoile!"
It was that yell which informed her of it.
Glancing over, she noticed that the boy seemed to be coming to, but since she also noticed that Nebulos and Niji were already crowded around him, she decided to stay where she was, just smiling inside that her friend was okay.
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