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Post by Jenny Night on Jul 15, 2010 1:44:58 GMT -5
Naina Collins Sitting around was not something I was good at. It was not the sort of things I could just do without thinking one complaint in my head. Yet I still knew not to say anything about that. I could think those things, but saying them would not be nice at all of me.
I was more resilient than that. At least people were starting to trust me now that they had actually seen me out there fighting.
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Post by Kanchana on Jul 15, 2010 4:49:46 GMT -5
Jason sat beside her, making sure she was comfy before speaking. "I need to go check my men, make sure they are okay," he murmered and kissed her forehad lightly. "Rest, and get better, I shall return soon," he said standing and heading back to the healers tent.
The the cries started. Snapping around, and seeing more charging men. He yelled those closet to formation and grabbed his gun. "Fire when ready!" he shouted, following his own orders.
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Post by Jenny Night on Jul 15, 2010 4:54:24 GMT -5
Naina Collins
I nodded, and watched as he left me again. Didn't take me long to hear the gunshots.
Sadly I did not get time to rest that much, as someone else entered the tent. That they were not Australian was obvious, they were not dressed the same.
I yelped, recognizing the face in front of me.
My father. He'd come for me, as I knew he would. Those were his men causing a disturbance while he came in and took me away.
He smiled, evily, moving over and easily picked me up. Before I could say a word he had me out of the encampment and we were on our way away from those i considered my freinds.
I glared at him the whole time. "Voi won' la t ottiene via con questa. Verranno dopo me, voi vederanno."
"Oh dubito che potranno ottenerlo indietro prima che lo uccida." That was the reply I got gtom him for pointing out this sort of thing.
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When we got into his encampment, I ignored all the sneering faces, seeing a few that seemed to be not so happy about me getting taken in such a manner.
"Peterson! Riprendala alle cellule e seli assicuri don' la t ottiene lei prima di domani sera!" my father commanded.
One of the few people that still liked me came forwards, taking me from my father.
OOC: You won't get away with this. They will come after me, you will see. Oh I doubt they will be able to get you back before I kill you. Peterson! Take her over to the cells and make sure they don't get to her before tomorrow night!
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Post by Kanchana on Jul 15, 2010 18:15:28 GMT -5
Jason wasn't dumb enough to think that this was all of them, it was most likely a deversion for something. But what? He shouldered his weapon, dropping them faster then anyone on his side. A few of his men fell, there cries could not be helped at the moment. This was what he hated most, having to fight and unable to help others.
The last few went down, the few lives ones were treated and put away for later questioning. He helped carry a few of the injured men, either sides, to the onsite hospital before hurrying to Naina's tent. "Shit," he swore, hurrying out of the tent and running to the edge of the campus. "Jean, were are those soldiers? The ones for questions?" he asked the young soldier
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Post by Jenny Night on Jul 16, 2010 0:11:06 GMT -5
Naina Collins
My eyes were as fierce as they had always been when things like this were going on. They would get nothing from me. That much I knew. I swore, realising what was going to happen sometime soon. They would not keep me alive much longer, my father knew there was no chance that I would answer any of his questions. At least I knew where he was now, and that there would be no invasion back home in Australia while he was focused here. The main Italian army seemed to have set themselves up here.
I sighed, wrapping my arms around my knees as I thought about how things had turned out. It seemed that my father had taken me, to try and weaken my own side's chances. He knew how ruthless I got out there on the battlefield towards my enemies.
Then I gasped as the door opened again to the tent i was stuck in. I glared at the guy who came in. "What do you want?"
He shivered at my ugly glare, knowing why I spoke in such a manner to him. "Naina... I do not beleive the things he says about you. I was the one sent to guard you, though I know that I am worthless to the General. He won't even let me fight. Wheras you did once... and there are others who are of the same mind as me in the encampment. Not one of us were pleased to see him brining you in, while our own freinds died in the diversion he had them create. If you were to give us an order, even now when you are not one of our commanders, we would follow it. There is no honour in this army, not... since you.... left.”
“ I was forced to leave, old freind. I cannot change the past, nor how things are now. I am beaten more that you likely would realise at the moment.” I hung my head. “Others will come here for me. My word is worth less now than my fathers, I do not even hold my old rank any more in the army I am currently in. I am just a simple Lieutenant over there. That is not my old rank but I am not that far off.”
I sighed thinking about the last things he had said. “If you will follow any command I was to give, then I know what command I would give you. Help me to get out of here, when my freinds come for me.”
I described what Jason looked like and what to tell him. But only to tell him if they would be able to hear me. I would back this guy up at least. Was the least I could do, seeing as he was not against me.
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Post by Kanchana on Jul 16, 2010 3:18:55 GMT -5
Jason slammed his fist onto the bench, fury pouring though his being. "Dove si trova!" he growled, glaring down at the italian soldier. He hated this, but it was needed. The soldier before him, a high rank in the other side, had been captured in the last attack. The diversion for taking her. "Naina Collins, lei è stata presa , dimmi ora." He wouldn't harm the poor man, of course, he wasn't that kind of person. But he would get answers. "Non lo so , signore , lo giuro , non so," he begged and Jason sighed, nodding to the soldier by the door. "Take him back, give him a decent meal," he said after noting the little weight he wore.
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Post by Jenny Night on Jul 16, 2010 3:31:45 GMT -5
Italian Soldier I sighed as I moved towards the other encampment. This was a risky thing to do. These other people hated us. I reached the side of the camp, and stopped there. Who could I ask? I could see the tent Naina told me to go to, but I had the feeling someone would not let me past the border.
One of the other soldiers stopped looking at me. "Who are you?"
"Please, Naina sent em to speak with someone called Jason? She said he was her leader?"
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Post by Kanchana on Jul 16, 2010 3:46:46 GMT -5
Jason entered the tent, rubbing his aching eyes and looked over his shoulder, hearing his name. "What did you want?" he asked the soldier, eyeing his uniform. "Do you know where she is? Naina?" he asked quickly.
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Post by Jenny Night on Jul 17, 2010 18:34:52 GMT -5
Italian Soldier "Naina sent me here to tell you she's fine at the moment, but that you better get over there as quickly as you can, sir. She won't be safe for long, though she has friends there that are keeping her safe from the General for the moment.” I grimaced. “I can get you into the base and things, and from there a few others who are still loyal to her will help you get her out of there safely. We just don't want to see him kill her, sir.” I could only hope that he would believe me. If he knew Naina as well as she said he did, he would know that I would not lie. We never lied to anyone, whether they were friend, family or foe. It just was not something we liked to do. Only thing was, we would have to lie though, to cover up the fact that we had helped her to get out of there alive. "She said that you would want her back safely, and I can make that happen. About twenty of us, sir, wish to see her out of there. All we want is for her to be safe, nothing more. What may happen to us from our leaders wrath will happen. We would die for her willingly."
Naina Collins I knew that he should have gotten to my own base by now. I could only hope that Jason would hear him out and trust him. I knew though that for Jason, my safety was of the utmost importance. No other person wanted me alive as much as he did. After all I was the one that he had stayed safe for back home. Now I was the one in danger of being killed and I knew that he would want me out of this wretched base. I glanced up at the guy who entered and my mind went completely blank with shock of the face I was seeing. It was the guy I had once loved who had spurned me from him because I was in the army. “You dare come here to see me? What interest have you in a traitor?” I hissed, my expression turning into that of an unfreindly glare. “Naina... I am so so...” “Don't say you're sorry because I know you are not. Even if you were, it would not work on one such as myself. You hurt me too badly that day.” I heard footsteps and the sound of one of my guys coming here. Jason's voice as well I could hear though he said nothing louder than a whispher. “Get out of here you bastard and don't you dare let me see your face again lest it be on the battlefield!” I snarled at the man. Loved me once he had, but no longer!
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Post by Kanchana on Jul 17, 2010 18:56:14 GMT -5
Loyalty. Thats what it all came down to, the loyalty of your peers. Jason's bright eyes ran over the soldiers, taking in the weary muscled body. Truth rang in his words, and though his own men looked on with distrust, Jason looked on with hope. Naina and him were not a public couple yet, and what he said now would change that. "Aye, soldier," he said slowly "what is your name?" Quietly, he added so none of his men could understand. "Verrò con voi, ma se sono distesi Giuro che romperà tutte le ossa del vostro corpo," he said eyes locking with the smaller man.
OOC: Verrò con voi, ma se sono distesi Giuro che romperà tutte le ossa del vostro corpo : I will come with you, but if you are lying I swear I will break every bone in your body.
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Post by Jenny Night on Jul 17, 2010 19:06:15 GMT -5
Italian Soldier "Achille Peterson, sir." His eyes widened at the words spoken in his own language. Most surely, this guy would be able to do as he had said. At least there would be no need to come through with that threat. Naina would be gotten out of there this time. There was no doubt in his head. "We best go, before I am missed from my own part of the other encampment.
Naina Collins "Get out! And don't come back here! I do not want to see you again," I snarled. The other guy laughed. "I go nowhere, Naina!"
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Post by Kanchana on Jul 17, 2010 19:34:39 GMT -5
He nodded, spinning sharply on his heel and spoke to his men in brisk, sharp tones. They all knew he would do the same for them, without a care for his own well being.
Jason turned around again, facing this man who's life was in his hands. "Lead the way," he said pulling on an Italian coat so he wouldn't be able to be seen as easily. "Don't tell the generals..yet," he added as a last word to his men before briskly marching off after Achille.
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Post by Jenny Night on Jul 17, 2010 21:22:29 GMT -5
Achille I sighed as I led the way through my own camp, only stopping as I heard Naina's loud voice snarling at someone who was annoying her. At least the guy with me would know now that I was not lying to him at all. I never did lie. Then I opened the tent. "Chi lo ha lasciato dentro qui? Esca!" Naina looked up, surprised when the other man left as if he obeyed me. "Parte posteriore così presto?" "Sì, ma io non rinvii a mani vuote. Ho parlato con Jason. E con me, benchè lo abbia minacciato un po'. Non una buona idea per neanche di voi indugiare qui. Probabile qualcuno verrà a verificare voi presto, Naina." Her eyes widened as she took in all my words in her own language. There was no mistaking the fact that she was pleased that I had come through for her. "Dove è?" she asked quickly. "Indietro di destra me." I stepped out of the way. Naina gasped. "You came!"
OOC: Who let you in here? Get out! Back so soon? Yes, but i do not return empty handed. I spoke with Jason. he is with me, though he did threaten me a little bit. Probably someone will come to check on you soon, Naina. Where is he? Right behind me.
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Post by Kanchana on Jul 17, 2010 22:08:28 GMT -5
He followed the man quietly, listening to everything around him in case it was a set up. He heard her voice and grinned, knowing that tone only to well.
He entered the tent, stooping slightly so not to hit his head. "Naina," he said, breathing a sigh of relief at the sight of her. "Come on," he said with a nod to his newest friend. "Did you want to come with us?" he asked Achille "you will not be harmed, for the things you have done."
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Post by Jenny Night on Jul 17, 2010 22:32:49 GMT -5
Naina Collins I smiled as Jason came in himself, though i glared at the guy who left me at last. "Idiota!" I muttered. He would never see me again. Not unless I killed him.
I shook my head though, clearing it. "You came not a moment too soon." I chuckled softly though, standing up easily by myself. "And as I told you when that nurse came to stick up that bullet wound, I heal as quickly as I said. I'm back to normal."
I sighed though, knowing that was not all that had happened at the moment. My old self, that feared name, was more than a name now. I had become that old lioness once more. The next time I saw my father, he would die!
That was something that saddened me in a way. I had worked so hard to cover up who I had been. To get in control of that fire that was my other side. Now it had been released again and I would have to start all over again when we got back out there on the field. Damn my father for causing that to happen.
"The group of boys that fight under me would see that as a betrayal, though I would gladly do so. I just dont want to see them being killed because I left them to serve your father, Naina," Achille replied. He sighed heavily.
I thought about that for a few moments. "You know I won't touch any of them, Achille. You all fought under me once, and I do not forget that." My voice was softer than normal. I knew those boys trusted me still.
But what would Jason say about that? He knew I cared for those who had helped me in the past. Some times too much.
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