Dystopian Warrior Roleplay (Closed)

SHE moved it to the shelf before glancing st him and pointing at s, as do to say, rest.

(Is she mute?)
Ian was confused

I hope Ian's ok… NOPE nope NOPE. I DO NOT CARE
Akyra sighed deeply and closed her eyes.
He thinks he's the only one that's stressed out, gah, he doesn't even know…

//she doesn’t talk unless she has to :P

She sighed and quietly said, “Get some rest.”

(Ah ok makes sense)
Ian starts but shakes his head, "One arm and a leg to go"

She rolled her eyes and set the bottle she was holding down. Glaring, she crossed her arms and stood there stubbornly.

BEEP BEEP BEEP
Akyra startled at the sound of her watch alarm going off.
Oh, I lost track of time… Dang it, this means I have to go back to the med tent.

"What." Ian cuts the string with his teeth, winces but then rolls out another strand for his leg

She huffed and turned around, back to sorting the bottles.

Akyra slowly began to make her way back to the tent.

As she tested it more, the flames on the sword got brighter and hotter.

"Okaaaay… I don't think this is good," she mused. Suddenly, the fire shot down toward her hand, and she yelped and jumped back, dropping it. "Okay, that's definitely not good."

Kasey ran into the testing area with a fire extinguisher. She put out the fire, "Sorry about that, but at least I got good data?"

Ian sighs and digs the needle into his shin, shrieking slightly and biting his wrist

When she was right outside the med tent, Akyra heard Ian's yelp and shook her head.
Idiot, he should have asked another medic for help, the stitches are going to be uneven.
She ducked past the flap and walked over to him, not saying a work, and took the needle.

Valerie spun on her heel, concern clear on her face.

(Err… Minor powers are fine. Very, very minor. Like, telepathy, telekinesis, and anything else to do w/the mind 'cause it could be an implant.)

(yay! that's exactly what I was thinking, but I wanted to make sure it was ok with you)

"Uh. Hey!" Ian snatches at The needle, "Give it back and leave me alone."

Akyra glared at him, flicked his forehead, and took the needle back. She began to stitch up his leg, then looked up at him emotionlessly.
Oh dear…
"I'm going to have to pull up the bottom of your shirt to stitch you up there, 'kay?" she asked curtly.

"What. HUH?!" He reels backwards

"Unless you want it to get it infected, yeah."

Ian backs up further, "Uh… How about I just do it." He snaps, swiping at the needle.
(PS He's ripped thats why he's acting like this… WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME?!)

Amethyst laughed once.

"Yeah, well, I'm just glad my hand didn't get burned off," she said, staring down at the sword. "That… That was certainly something."

Kasey looked at the sword waiting for it to cool down. She spoke aloud, but was more or less talking to herself, "I'm going to need a higher resistor in order to prevent that from happening, but I can't have it to high or it won't work. Maybe using around 20,000 ohms would work?"

Ian backs up further, "Uh… How about I just do it." He snaps, swiping at the needle.
(PS He's ripped thats why he's acting like this… WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME?!)

Akyra rolled her eyes and held the needle behind her.
"You know as well as I do that that is a bad idea. You can't see your torso properly, and you'll make uneven stitches."

Ian backs up further, "Uh… How about I just do it." He snaps, swiping at the needle.
(PS He's ripped thats why he's acting like this… WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME?!)

//ripped like super strong or was that a typo

Ian backs up further, "Uh… How about I just do it." He snaps, swiping at the needle.
(PS He's ripped thats why he's acting like this… WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME?!)

//ripped like super strong or was that a typo

(Ripped = Strong)

//is there something wrong with that…?
I don’t get it

"So?! I can take care of myself thanks." Ian snarls