Alana's mind was too flustered to even notice the blue energy. She looks around, her voice filled with panic. She wasn't good with dealing with these kind of situtations. "What do I do?" she looks back down at Jones, placing her hand on his arm. "It'll be okay, you'll be okay, don't worry!" her hands were sweaty, and her eyes darted around nervously as the Vims started to approach.
"I just realized that.." -Open- "..everything is coming to an end."
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Zelena stared at Jones, then said to the rest of them. "I would take you guys far into the city, get a car. You guys would keep your heads down, and then I would drive us out of the city. Or we can fight our way out of here...." She knew they were weak and wouldn't do much though.
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"How much of a choice do we have?" He glanced down at them, knowing how it felt to be weak. "If we try to get a car, we will be so defenseless and if you were to be found out, we're kinda screwed. If we stay here, who knows what may happen." Allen looked around and saw a medium sized glass shard. He decided to use it as a sword of somewhat.
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"Have you two not been listening to a word I've been saying? They are smart, sure. But I have been around them the whole time, if I look and act like one they have no idea what limits there are to our powers. They have no idea I'm a shape shifter. So its your choice, my plan or we fight." she said to them, clenching her fists.
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He glanced at Alana, shortly speaking in her mind. "We're all weak, especially Jones. We'd be dead if we fight." It was like he was looking up to her as a leader.
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After hearing their answers Zelena shifted into a Vim. She rolled her shoulders, and handcuffed each of the three people. Jones she slung over her shoulder after restraining him.
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The handcuffs felt awkward on his wrists, but he knew he had to bear the annoyance and what would be pain after a while.
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OOC: Ehh...bump. Being unconscious sucks, especially when barely anything happens.
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Allen briefly searched Jones' mind. He couldn't tell what was going on, but he tried to speak to him. "Are you awake, or are you dead?" The last part wasn't really needed.
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IC: Alana glances over as she sees movement at the top of a roof. Her eyes turn wide. A Vim was aiming a sniper at them. "Guys, run!!!" She shrieks. The Vim shoots, hitting a torn up car that sat nearby.
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Suddenly he dropped and saw the Vim, slipping into its mind, trying to make it fall off the building. But, somehow, the Vim fought it and hurt him in the process. Allen's head snapped back and he felt warm crimson fall down his nose, and soon, blood building up in his mouth. This had never happened before to him. He cried out, the liquid falling down his shirt. Everything ached, from his head to his toes.
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-- Vims sorrounded them in every direction, racing towards their way. Alana turns, pulling vines out of the ground, and wrapping it around several of the zombie-like creatures. While holding the vines around several of the Vims, Alana looks over at Allen, seeing the blood. She turns panicked as a vim comes racing over, grabbing onto Jones's wrist. She quickly turns, her vines releasing the other Vims, and forces a root to rise and dive through the Vim's head. The vim staggers, falling backwards. "We need to use our powers!" Alana calls, her strength starting to drain. She forces a vine to wrap around a Vim's ankles, though they were still running their way. [/fancypost][color=pink]~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
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That's a good question. His mind still cued after disintegrating a Vim, but it was making a relatively quick return. As his eyes blinked open, and the psionic bolts leapt into him, Jones was suddenly standing up, looking at the Vims. In his mind, everything was in slow-motion. His eyes, now a bright teal, took in everything, and quickly grabbed the fallen Vim, throwing him into the others. The effect that was intended was achieved; the thrown Vim exploded with energy and unconscioused the others (maybe disintegrating them). The only energy that was taken up was the throwing, the psi in the Vim, and the detonation. -
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He quickly pulled the large piece of glass he had from before and rammed into a Vim, stabbing them. Normally, he would have been bothered by this, but he didn't consider them people. "Can't use my powers right now, if I'm bleeding, I can't."
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-- Alana watches as some of the Vims disintegrate, and some fall to the ground, limp. She slowly lowers her vines, roots, and turns to look at Jones. "You..were unconscious? How'd you do that?" Her gaze kept locked on him as the vines and roots vanished. [/fancypost][color=pink]~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
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Reaching down to grab his fedora, he replied: "To be honest, I have absolutely no idea. Felt like I received a huge jolt of adrenaline." After he brushed it off with the sleeve of his jacket and, of course, put it on, Jones looked at the fallen Vims, and then the growing amount of Vims coming towards them. "Ah, yeah. Anyone have any more brilliant ideas? I don't think I can pull of another bomb."[/align]