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Aidan J. Reilly ([info]redclayheroics) wrote in [info]marinanova,
@ 2013-11-01 19:35:00

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Entry tags:aidan reilly, euphemia li britannia, hei, kitty pryde (aoa), lacus clyne, malcolm reynolds, piter de vries, sougo okita, tear grants, zelgadis greywars

243 // audio + action
[ It's been a long day. An eternity or perhaps just a few minutes, seconds, heartbeats since he woke up to an empty bed and an even emptier apartment. It wasn't too hard to swallow back the panic at first, keep it at bay with positive thinking and the stubborn task of looking in every nook and cranny, of testing the line over and over and over again because sooner or later he would turn up. He'd pick up the call. He was probably just busy, or out in Sector 6 or taking a bath.

He'd show up, sooner or later.

Morning turns to day turns to evening and he's still alone. By now the panic is all-consuming, squeezing at his heart until he can't even breathe. Fingers shaking, Aidan flicks on the audio feed. One last ditch effort. ]


Has anyone- [ But he stops himself there. Sometimes you know the answer all too well. So well that you don't want it confirmed more than you've already done yourself. He draws a deep breath, steadies himself for another short minute. ]

If anyone wants t' know... I know he had a few friends here. Probably more than he knew. Helix is...

Helix is gone.

[ With that he cuts the feed, abruptly, tugs the headpiece off just as frantically before heading down to the beach. He can't think of any other place to go. ]


((ooc: Anyone is welcome to find him down at the beach! Audio responses will be icly delayed seeing as he's pretty damn heartbroken, but they will be responded to eventually. ))



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[info]redclayheroics
2013-11-12 03:43 pm UTC (link)
[ The resistance in the movement isn't as alert as it should be and maybe on some subconscious level he wants to be hit. It's something other than the suffocating ache in his heart. It's something real and warm, like the trickle of blood that runs down his chin from a split lip, haphazardly wiped away as he clumsily finds his footing in the soft sand.

He wobbles but steadies himself, ready for the next round — initiating it with a low bullrush in an attempt to knock Tyki over. ]

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[info]noahism
2013-11-17 03:19 pm UTC (link)
[Tyki'll meet that with a forward hunch, not going down but taken a few steps backwards by it.

There's nothing like the adrenaline of a brawl, refined as it is as a Noah, there's a certain sloppy edge that's always sorely missed.

So grappling with the redhead is more fun than it ought to be, and he laughs outright, grinning wickedly.]
C'mon boy, show me what you've got!

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[info]redclayheroics
2013-11-18 03:54 pm UTC (link)
[ And a brawl is exactly what this'll be — he responds with a frustrated grunt before he begins to punch whatever part of Tyki he can reach with clear desperation. There's no form, no care, just muscles tensing and pounding and moving, fueled entirely by hopelessness and emotion. ]

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[info]noahism
2013-11-25 06:07 am UTC (link)
[They land, but Tyki doesn't so much as grunt. He steers a few away, deflects, but they land and they'll bruise but it's hardly painful. He'll return the favor in kind, slipping from graceful to more bar-counter brawl throws of his fist. He favors the left more than the right, and its with the latter he goes for a grip of the throat.]

Tsk, tsk. You fight with no finesse.

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[info]redclayheroics
2013-11-25 11:06 am UTC (link)
[ His body goes rigid when that hand clenches down on his throat, fighting back without actually fighting back. There is some squirming, voice choked off. ]

Gets th' job done, doesn't it? [ And no, he's not talking about beating the crap out of you. He knows he isn't doing too well on that front. ]

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[info]noahism
2013-11-26 03:38 am UTC (link)
All rough around the edges, spitting and rowdy. You're a real sight to see.

[Tyki grins, maintaining an even pressure against Aidan's throat.

Nothing that would choke off his entire air supply, but simply something undeniably uncomfortable.]
I don't see any job getting done here.

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[info]redclayheroics
2013-11-26 03:32 pm UTC (link)
[ He squirms in the grip like a dog caught by the scruff of its neck, swallowing hard against the unrelenting pressure. Familiar. Helix had him in a choke grip much like this not too long ago... of course, that time he really could've broken his neck and killed him. He doesn't feel that kind of threat from Tyki right now and even if he would... well.

It wouldn't be so bad. ]


That's cause you ain't seein' shit. [ Spittin' indeed. ]

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