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9/24/2015 8:13:41 PM
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"Don't worry. They don't need both a seasoned mercenary and a badass Night remnant mad at them. Leg'go."
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"Fuçk, that felt good, the barons deserved that."
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Edited by Veration: 9/26/2015 2:10:12 PM"They di-" The vents collapse under the weight of the two and they go plummeting to the marvel floors of the cathedral. "Ugh..." Sawyer groans as he starts to get up."
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[b]Astrid stands up and checks herself, she sees a large piece of metal sticking out of her leg so she pulls it out, gray blood slowly drips down her leg[/b]
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"That's not gross."
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"I don't feel pain easily, the bleeding will stop soon."
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"Ok then. Do you have the bombs?"
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"Yup." [b]Astrid pats her pack[/b]
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"Thanks." Astrid hands Saywer the bombs which he places on the stone pillars. Right as he rigs the last one, there is a loud cocking of guns. "Stop right there!" A Red Baron leader shrieks, with hundreds of Red Barons, dressed in fur coats in aviator goggles behind him with loaded rifles. Sawyer makes a break for it, and Astrid follows as a volley of gunfire echoes down the hall.
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[b]Astrid fires at them while running, killing a few as they escape[/b]
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They run down a hall, and then Sawyer shrieks. Oh no, his leg! It's caught in a bear trap! "NNNOOOOOOOOOO"
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"Shit!" [b]Astrid prys the bear trap off him and carries him on her back the rest of the way[/b]
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Sawyer blind fires his gun until it is empty, holding the Barons off for a short time.
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[b]the reach the exit and Astrid presses a button, detonating the bombs[/b]
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The pillars explode and the whole structure caves in on itself, killing everyone outside and leaving only rubble. "Now [i]that[/i], was f[i]u[/i]cking cool."
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"Hell yeah, now we need to check your leg."
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"It feels like shit."
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[b]Astrid puts him down and checks his leg[/b]
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"Is it infected?"
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"I don't think so."
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"Cool beans. Just patch it up and we'll walk back to your forge."
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"Wait..... I think a tendon is severed."
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"What does that mean?"
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"I don't think you're be able to walk."
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"...."
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"I'm guessing you're upset?"
