forum Bag thief Roleplay

Started March 13, 2018 by @Twitchy

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(I'm back!

Althea looks at Marco's paling face. "Marco, I can heal this. It'll take a lot energy on both our parts, and chances are it'll be excruciatingly painful. Can you handle it?2

(I'm responding to this.)

"Yeah, I'll be fine." Marco sneered, the pain was giving him a migraine. "Do you healing shit."

"Ok." Althea breathed deeply. She entered his body, searching for the wound. She quickly found it and poured herself into the it. She suddenly felt it, the pain he was feeling. She was him, but with the power to close the wound. She focused all her energy on it, inch by inch closing the bullet wound. The blood retreated and the injury sealed itself.

Marco gasped for breath once Althea was done. "Thanks. I owe ya one, but right now. We need to save Al's ass."

I look back to Marco and Althea. The bullet wound had closed. I don't understand any of this but, they were okay. Safe? No, but okay might be enough right now. "O-… Okay so you've stopped banging on the door so… Are you listening?" Suddenly the ice slowly begins to melt until the door is almost dry. No… No more than dry. Smoking! What? I take a step back, "Hey- Hey! What are you doing!?" The door suddenly turns into a blaze before quickly turning to ash, leaving the two men in clear view, one with hands gloved in flames. My mouth turns dry. Skin cold. "Oh fuck…!" I almost squeal.

Marco races to the window, smashes it and creates an ice slide. "Out! NOW!"

I grab Althea's hand, dragging her up and pushing her towards Marco. Something grabs my shirt collar as I let go of her, "Marco!" I scream flying back. They lift me up, I begin to choke as the collar digs in, "Mar- Mu-Muar!" I claw at the hand and the collar, gasping for breath. "Alth-…!"

Marco pushes Althea out of the window and watches her slide down to the ground. "Get your hands off him!" Marco creates a sword and swings it cutting the collar off. "Al! Run!"

I almost jump to the window, rubbing my throat. I stop. "Marco come on!" I grab his free hand and jump out of the window.

Althea stares up at the window desperately. "Marco!" she shouts up at it. She cups her hands around her mouth. "Fuck, Marco! Alastair! Answer!"

Marco jumps out of the window and slid down to Althea an Alastair. "We need to go." Marco started to run.

Althea followed, eyelids drooping and clutching her stomach. "O- okay." She followed Marco.

Marco sees Althea running with a hand over her stomach, "you okay?" He calls back.

"Just… drained," she called back woozily. She stumbled after boys.
(when did we switch to past tense?)

(XD)
Marco stops in his tracks, takes Althea's arm puts it around him. "Could you do me a favor and walk as fast as you're able too?"

Althea nodded and obeyed. It wasn't fast enough but was all she could manage. She was already leaning heavily on Marco.

Marco sees a warehouse and yells for Alastair to stop and follow them. As soon as they go inside, Marco places Althea against a metal wall. "You need your rest. I'll make him be quiet." Marco turns back to Alastair and points to the back wall.

Althea giggles sleepily and closes her eyes. In minutes, she's asleep.

(I have been summoned!)
I run into the warehouse after Althea and Marco. After sitting Althea down, he turns to me, pointing at the back wall. With heavy breathes, I follow him. I stare at his back, a small hole in his clothes from the bullet. What the fuck just happened? My heart suddenly aches, "I left the bag…"