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Parasite Eve Roleplay Game

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Volke's voice wasn't quite as... emotionless as usual. It was... off. Not angry, exactly... but... Savage. It had a hint of savageness. "And the other three are mine, right?" The edge in her voice...
She was demanding again. She shouldn't, she knew... and there were three of them, at least! She needed to let off some steam, though, and this was the perfect opportunity.
 
Allison swings her gun off her shoulder and unloads into the designated target (To hit 27 not 30, mis added, damage 18)
 
Allison's shot kills the wolf NMC, while Xavier's and Volke's wound them. The remaining ones attacked, two jumping Volke. But they all miss horribly with their oversized fangs and claws. Xavier shoots again, shooting the one attacking him between the eyes. (Crit 22)
 
Volke, seeing a target that (in her mind) she had called for herself get killed by Xavier, swings around viciously in an attempt to take off the last NMC's head. (Natural 20, Crit damage 20)
 
Allison turns and unloads two shots at any of the remaining NMC, noting the rather aggressive and almost reckless way that Volke was fighting.

(to hit 25 and 20, damage 14 and 15.)
 
Volke beheads the wolf NMC, while Allison's shots tear apart another. The last turns and runs. Xavier chases after (40 ft move) then aims and fires. (Hits for 9)
 
"Dammit!" Volke curses aloud, upset that she'd been so upset she'd gone and lost track of one. Swtiching out to the Hades, she fires (Attack 21, damage 11)
 
Volke's shot knocks the wolf down, and it stops moving. Xavier moves up to it and kicks it to make sure, but it doesn't move. "Looks like they're dead. All that's left is disposal. Alice says that fire will be fine, so we'll gather them up, soak'em with gas, and have a bonfire."
 
"Roger" Allison says, moving off to begin gathering the dead NMC. They were all in tatters, having been shredded by her shots or slashed by Volke's sword. The ones Xavier had shot were far cleaner and easier to collect, but they still looked ravaged, probably a by product of being NMC. Allison managed to keep herself looking calm as she accumulated a pile of gore in a clear spot on the ground.
 
Volke grumbles, helping by going to get the gasoline, just wanting to get out of there. Mumbling under her breath, her face twisted in a rare scowl. (A Scowl worthy of X-23, for sure)
 
Xavier went and retrieved his matches from the sedan. When the corpses were gathered and doused in gasoline, Xavier light a match and tossed it on top of the pile. "To bad dreams fading away." the following bonfire consumed the corpses fairly quickly.
 
Allison watched the corpses burn, then turned to Volke. "What was wrong with you, you were way too reckless and if these had been more dangerous you might have been killed. We all could have. If you're going to lose your cool you shouldn't be out here." She said, snapping at the girl anger apparent in her tone.
 
"Shut up!?! You look here." Allison says, reaching to grab Volke. "I am not going to die because you couldn't keep it together!"

(grapple 22)
 
Xavier stared. This was not good. Both were trained combatants, and him getting involved would only make it worse. He'd have to watch and hope it didn't go to far.
 
"Don't touch me," Volke says as she tries to swat Allison's hands away. (Attack of opportunity with unarmed strike, Attack 19, Damage 3, Grapple fails if does damage)
 
Allison grabbed Volke by the front of her shirt and pulled her face to face, mere inches from each other. "You get angry, act recklessly, then expect for me to brush it off? I don't think so. This is supposed to be a team, and you acting out is not helping. I don't expect your friendship, I don't expect you to be nice, but I do expect you to at least consider the well being of your unit. Do I make myself clear?" Allison growled. She held Volke just a bit off the ground, suspending her by the grip Allison had on her shirt.
 
Volke's face burned red... but it wasn't from anger. Volke didn't know what it was... and that made her upset. She tries to calm down, but can't. She knew well and good that something was wrong with her, but not what that something actually was. So she turned her head away, still knowing she was in the wrong... which also made her mad. "Tch!" was her only reply.
 
Allison's face got red at Volke's dismissive "tch" She let go with one hand and gripped Volke's head, turning her back to face her. "Don't you 'Tch' me. You fucked up and you know it, so admit it and shape up." She said, glaring into Volke's eyes for a moment then dropping her forcibly to the ground.
 
'Lovely', thought Xavier. Volke hadn't reacted physically yet, but he/she was still upset. Allison was right though. Volke had been getting worse. He wondered... Oh no. 'Please tell me...' "Volke, it's been about 4 weeks since we met the second time, right?" Xavier asked, hoping he was wrong.
 
Xavier and Allison saw Volke's face redden with embarrasment. She crossed her arms and turned away, refusing to look at either of them. ".... I... don't know how ot deal with it." She'd take help if offered... but she refused to ask for it. Just too damn proud.
 
Allison looks at Volke for a moment, then realization slowly dawns on her. "Oh, your time huh? Well, try to keep it from affecting you too much. There is stuff you can take for that." She says, trying to be tactful about it.
 
Volke stays quiet for a moment. Thinking about what to say, and trying to not be angry. Truthfully, Volke had noticed the pain, but had dismissed it as a bad meal. Now she knew better. ".... Any suggestions?" She asks, forgetting the Xavier might not want to hear it.
 
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