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Edited by ChaiseShadows:
1/18/2016 9:25:21 PM
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[b]deux can see a small figure limping toward her from the rubble [/b]
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[i] Her cybernetic optics switch to low light she looks and recognises a wisp[/i] " Hey you ok ?"
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Edited by Cosmic: 1/8/2016 3:04:54 PM[b]its Lucas. He appears to have broken his leg and most of his ribs, along with many deep cuts all across his face he tries to draw aim a handgun at her, but is far too weak and simply drops, waiting to be eaten by the worms[/b] "Y....yeah...."
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" don't shoot me,we've met the day the demon dropped into the hanger "
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"Yeah..... A-are you okay?" [b]he attempts to stand back up, and in the brief moment he looks up, you can notice there are massive chunks of his face, and his left eye, missing. He cries out in pain and drops back to the ground[/b]
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" Good grief, how did you survive this mess, you need me to stitch up your wounds or will they heal?"
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[b]he tries to speak, fumbling and stuttering over his words and shaking[/b]
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[b]he tries to get back up multiple times, but just keeps stumbling. He eventually crawls his way onto a piece of metal, escaping the worms.[/b] "I.... I don't k-know.... Y-your more important T-than me though... Let's G-get you out...." [b]he starts shaking [/b]
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"Look kid your not fit to go anywhere yet ,I've lasted this long, i have ammo and cigarettes,, water and alcohol, I'll be fine we need to get you rested up someplace an I'll scan about and see if I can find some supplies." [i] Her tone id firm but not unkind, she will not be argued with and she starts looking for a makeshift cot to put him in until he's fit to move.[/i]
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Edited by Cosmic: 1/8/2016 5:02:43 PM"No, n-no it's okay... I... I can help, and I can't afford to be down this long, I have people I need to find.... " [b]he attempts to hobble to his feet, bone cracks and flesh tears as he tries, only to drop again [/b]
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[i] She disappears for a couple of minutes and comes back pushing a recliner from the lounge. She picks up the wisp puts him in the recliner and wheels him back round the lounge where there is a bar ind towel ,water anything that might be handy to help him heal.[/i] " Look kid I'm too stubborn die ,so don't worry, we will wait here until your able to move or someone finds us., can i dress those wounds? I don't know how you guys heal?"
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"It heals rather quickly, or atleast it should, but seriously, I need to get back into that wreckage. I need to find my people.. Atleast a corpse..."
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" I will help you get deeper into the wreckage once your bones have knitted but not before ,ok"
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"I.... I need to... [b]he blacks out, obviously going into shock in the process[/b]
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[i] She digs out several blankets and takes the opportunity to stitch up and straighten any broken bones. Wrapping him in whatever blankets she can find,she find some sugar ,and makes a sugar water and brandy concoction, then decides to make two, she manages to force one down hid throat, then she waits ,drinking her own, pulling a face in the process.[/i] " yuk too sweet,"
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[b]he wakes up some time later, letting out the most gut wrenching and memory haunting screams. You know, those desperate last ditch attempts at salvation people let out, just before death? He looks down frantically. Expecting to find a knife or bullet in his gut or possibly head but finds nothing? Curiously, he feels.. Healed.[/b]
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[i] Deux has been dozing slightly,when she is jerked awake by his screaming. She's seen these kind of nightmares many times and knows it will be a few minutes untill he is re orientated. [/i] " How you feeling kid?" [i] She lights up a cigarette[/i]
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[b]he hops out of the chair, a look of fear and loss in his eyes. He pulls a switchblade, he has completely gone mental, or atleast has horrible amnesia.[/b] "NO! GOD WHO ARE YOU?! WHO AM I?! WHERES WILLOW?!"
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[b]he is breathing heavily and quickly, frantically looking around the room for something, anything at all. He tries to pull a gun, but realizes it's far too late to do anything now. [/b] "W-why am I all... Healthy now? What did you do?! Is this some sort of horrible slave abduction cult?! [b]he appears to have horrible amnesia[/b]
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" Kid I am gonna say this once , so listen, The Avalon has fallen out of space we are stranded, I found you fixed you up, when you spoke earlier , you said everyone was already dead. Now we need to get moving before scavangers start picking over this place and we get sold into slavery,"
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[b]it takes him a moment to remember everything[/b] "I'm ready, let's go." [b]he morphs into a massive spider with incredible speed, launching her onto its torso and jumps out of the room [/b]
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" ok this is new, we need to get out of this wreck then find the high ground"
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[b]the spider quickly hops around, leaving the rubble and eventually ending up on a large sand dune as he slowly shifts back to Lucas[/b] "Heh....I allowed a demon to live in my soul, now he just kinda does that kinda stuff... Right aze? [b]a single arm quickly fades to black and high fives the other one [/b] "I also got some tacos for selling someone's soul to them..."
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" if i didn't know that its impossible i'd have said that was Garuud. but it can't be.Anyway, high ground."
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"I named him azazel..." [b]azazel takes control of Lucas's body[/b] "Heyoooo"
