Week #?? [10th] Tashimine <Flatline/END>

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Remaining quiescent Amelie fought back another efficacious counter from the hollow. She thought its movements pleonastic as she ground her arms directly into the beasts forearms, gyrating her body while breaking it down into its original composition. "They are working in collusion these two. Unwittingly." Amelie thought as she vibrated her limbs and trunk. "You're nothing without that nugatory has-been. That man will succumb and you won't be able to prevent his collapse!" the hollow shouted.

Travailing her teeth Amelie forced gruff matter into the hollow's sinewy arms and legs eructing bone, tissue, and other biological protoplasm directly into the thicket of trees. Feeling she had the upper hand Amelie expedited her own movements towards the location she had placed her wielder. Missing its front arms but not its back legs completely the hollow's intransigence wouldn't allow it to accept defeat. And so, it trailed behind Amelie with all of its remaining stamina and endurance.

Elsewhere consternation had stricken several towns and villages. An epidemic of babel and recreancy had all but forced the shutdown of town and village operations. Desperately seeking panacea many turned to the Yonbantai for some kind of nostrum but found themselves leaving empty-handed. It seemed the only thing to do was find some semblance of assuagement and accept quietus. "Get away from us you bitch!" Amelie hissed, moving expeditiously through the dense covert denuding entire areas of an already disconsolate landscape.

The hollow replied, snarling with bared teeth. "It'll take more than that to kill me you callous whore. When are you going to learn I'm a lot more effervescent then normal hollow." Proving hiemal and impervious Amelie only brushed it off as the hollow's eupnea eroded the bases of her boot heels. "Damn this thing's persistent! Everyone is too closely conjugated for this to have a happy ending isn't it." Amelie shrugged. "There you are Michael!" Amelie said as she noticed a faint outline of a body.

Aries' sallow complexion appeared cadaverous as Amelie churned through the argillaceous Earth, kneeling before him with flocculent hands firmly pressed against Aries' chest. "You experience more tribulation then anyone I have ever come to know. Tell me why?!" Amelie continued, supplying transmogrified CPR. "When are you going to get it through your thick skull that that man right here is a ******* goner! If you think for one nanosecond I'm going to let you have your way then your dead wrong." Gesticulating her arms outward Amelie quickly threw up an enormous rampart capable of clearing the canopy.

"What part of 'get the **** out of my way' aren't you understanding dumb ass! I'm not letting anyone near Michael!" Growing defensive Amelie maintained her barrier until the southern facing side wavered slightly. Tilting her helmet in its direction she then noticed several fragments of stone silting to the ground. Debouching their way was a rather purposefully striding mob complete with conflagration. Choosing to remain ignorant to the fact they were atop the hill Amelie continued trying to revivify her wielder.

Suddenly a young man with short-cut brown hair and tattered leggings appeared before her rampart with discourse laden countenance. "Get the hell away from that execrable lout this instant woman! Isn't it obvious that everyone in town and in surrounding villages is dying because of him!" Yet Amelie only turned a deaf ear to the young man's, as well as everyone's, plight. "I know that you can hear me you cantankerous bitch! You're patience with this whole situation must be wearing thin by now. It's obvious by how much you're sweating over him."

Amelie coughed a little bit into her hands as she continued with her revivification. Just then, yet another large stone managed to find its way into her bombinating rampart. "Damn! Of course she hears us. Throwing this protective field up between both us and that hollow is a clear sign of intelligence on her part. But her strength is waning fast. It's obvious by her exhausted pallor." The young man said as he turned to face the others. "Who out of you all is the closest to expiring?" the young man asked everyone, "Come now! Don't be shy. While this field does indeed look and feel menacing I can assure you if enough people attack it head-on we'll be able to kill the monster on the other side."

Amelie jerked her head around. "You've got to be kidding you cretinous filth! If you think for one second I'm going to let you sacrifice these people just for the hope of crossing over then you're sorely -" Unable to finish her sentence Amelie met with a hecatomb of visceral carnage. A crimson veneer coated her armor's enamel while gelatinous chunks slowly slid down her elbow and knee joints. Shocked Amelie barely opened her mouth. "What...the? How...could you? How could you you goddamn detestable vermin!" Tears streaming down the left and right sides of her cheekbones one after another carelessly threw away what little time they had remaining. All in the hopes their lives would be spared if Aries met his maker.

The young man leaned in closer towards the field. "What exactly is this field made of?" he asked while an elderly couple went next, flesh and entrails finding its way into the foliage. "Stop it..." Amelie sputtered out. "Stop this right now..." Only this time around it seemed that her cries would fall on deaf ears. The young man's fatuous nature and the public's irrational and impetuous behavior worked Amelie's ordinarily peerless temperament into a fervor.

In no time at all a relatively small group of no more than 20 villagers had heedlessly thrown away their lives. All at the whims of a 15-year old young man with short-cut brown and tattered leggings. Asinine and deluded. Spiritual slime reproached the mise en scène as the young man threw up his hands in surrender. Turning his head towards Amelie. "What was that? I didn't quite hear -" he paused as Amelie's infuriated state reached a boil, "Guess that only leaves you you ******* freak!" Like paint on a windshield the young man became despattered grease as his carcass wound up churned in the maelstrom.

Speaking aloud the hollow desisted. "I guess that just leaves you, me, and that lump of shit dying in a pile over there." Hoisting Aries' frangible body in her arms Amelie suddenly bore a most barbarous look. "Did you know I can still feel a pulse within this man's limp and decrepit frame? If I wanted I could rend you into mulch and say 'to hell' with everyone." Amelie continued as she settled Aries back down into the lush grass. "If you continue with that mindset then everyone will surely perish because of you."

"I'm curious." The hollow said quizzical. "Would someone who is already considered dead be able to have a near-death experience? You mentioned something about that sack of lard still registering a pulse." Amelie stopped him. "What is the point your trying to make?" The hollow laughed. "I think you better check again." It was at that crucial moment that Amelie let her guard down (as well as her protective rampart). The moment her rampart steadily began to dissipate she found the hollow impacting her upper left breast and armor. Appearing in a weakened state she found she was several seconds too slow to block as her body drove itself deep into the rorulent dirt.

Expectorating over Aries' unconscious body the hollow promenaded throughout the shaded area apparently enraptured by its clean hit on Aries' spirit. Dithering to her feet Amelie indolently went for her right holster and struggled to lift it beyond its clearance. "I thought I told you." The hollow said as it loitered around. "Being with such a man will only get you killed. I tried to be with him and it only caused me nothing but heartache. So much so I turned into this atramentous creature." Elevating its badly wounded right front leg the hollow suddenly propelled it straight down onto Aries' right femur fracturing it. "Like it or not, you're both going to die here. I rotted away in this god forsaken forest and soon you will to!"