IC DOUBLE TROUBLE

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(I'm sorry)


"Uncertain, though, we can likely go up if other options fail."
The goose looks up, and remembers she can fly.
"Hmm... VIABLE."

The chick snaps out of his trance.
 
Alright, now how on EARTH do we get out of here?
(It seemed those metal bars have opened again, leading to an exit.)

uhh...
Okay.

Suddenly, Xueqing feels a kind of power dragging her upwards, "!?"
Then, she's smacked downwards. Lifted up. Smacked down. Repeat.


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[-89/120] She seems to be smacked really bad. "uhhh..."
(Grace feints, fully passing out in horror. She falls hard to the ground… luckily she doesn’t seem too injured, just out of commission for a few minutes mostly because I don’t want to write her crying over Xueqing again.)

{I’ve told you this in DMs but I am really sorry I didn’t specify the HP loss was a joke…}
 
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Xueqing is resting herself.
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Meanwhile, Jingyang finally gets himself out of the coma. He sits up... "...huh?"
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Then, he notices Xueqing in a bad shape.
Widening his eyes, the boy jumps up and runs beside Xueqing.
"You alright?!"


"Recovery will be in no time, trust me." Xueqing gives a smile.
"I'd... fly up if my wings weren't feeling so heavy."
Then, the two avians
walks towards the exit.
 
Gus and Nelote also go out.
 
Hesitant to follow along further on such a cleanly marked path, the machine takes a moment before approaching Cinnamon.

She looks up at her companion silently and rigidly still, eyes still wide and distant.

"Young Lady, I believe it best to carry you perhaps. Would you agree?"

She slowly, limply nods.

Body creaking and shuddering a bit from his various wounds and received blows, the machine scoops her up in one arm, with her sitting in an open palm, reclining against his upper arm and torso.

The machines follows out of the exit.
 
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Xueqing is getting better. [-29/120] "...said don't worry about me- cough cough -sorry!"
"Phew..."
 
As Hunter goes through the shaft, he sits down, now having reasonable distance from Irene.
Peace at last...

Irene stares down at him as he looks up.
psst hey hey
psst

WHAT!?
You a :red:.
 
Sorry, the roleplay is discarded.
 
"WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR? GO--"

"..."

"WHAT? WE'RE SHUTTING DOWN?"

"OH."

"WELL, FOOLS, YOU CAN GO HOME NOW. THAT'S NICE... NOT FOR ME. I HATE THAT."


(You feel your body evaporating...)

"DON'T WORRY, IT'S ALL PART OF THE PROCESS."

(As your senses start to blur, you hear one last thing.)

"EXPERIMENT: CONCLUDED. RESULTS: INCOMPLETE."

...

(You wake up, and looking around... you know where you are.)

(You're free.)
 
As Xueqing wakes up again, what comes into her sight first is Jingyang's face.
"Xueqing? You okay?"
"I'm... fine." The girl sits up with a bit of difficulty, presumably because of the injury she sustained. She looks around, and surprisingly sees that they are in Riversi's home.
"We... really got out of there?"
"Yeah, silly!" Jingyang winks, then asks with concern. "Do you need a trip to the hospital?"
"...no, at least not now. Give of some time to record them, this experience is... bizarre." Promptly, she gets up and runs into the study.
"Hey! Don't run so fast! You might hurt yourself!!" followed a panicking boy.
While all there happening, a specific goat stares at them... with a smile.

Their journey in this world officially comes to an end...
 
Huh. I guess that's over. C'mon, let's go solve that whole ocean thing.
*Sigh* I hope we see all of them again. I think I may have made some friends.
 

Cinnamon shudders amidst the machine's huge arms, with HAZ-EL's lens takes a moment to adjust to the lush countryside light.

Cinnamon's shuddering eases as she feels the warmth of the sun on her skin, and she loosens a bit in the rigid arms of the machine.

He strides, with solemn thuds, up the small, well tread path throughout the expansive jungle's little slice of clear sky.

He has to duck as he strides to the single, crooked cabin, drawing the little handle open with his thumb and index finger.


"... Lady Armaturnaya, I have returned with-...."

The cabin is empty.
 
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