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7/1/2016 7:51:44 PM
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It's a gurney.
"Anyways Ling..It's Lucas' fault"
She said, giggling like a little shit. Which in turn hurt her chest so she stopped.
"Just..get some rest, the both of you. By the time you get out Chloanne I'll explain to her what happened."
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"Karma, I guess? Heh.. Fück I'm hurting well.. Ling do me a favour and shoot me? Put me outta my misery?" He said with a small chuckle, which of course hurt like a bitch to he cut himself off with a groan of pain.
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"I would, but I'm not getting executed for murder." He said, hands clasped together while sitting in a nearby seat. "While your at it..shoot me too." Chloanne said. "No."
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"Goddammit.." He muttered as he laid his head back, his left arm still pressed against his chest. "Do you peeps have things that can heal wounds in an instant or something?"
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"I'm sure they can like..knit your bones together or some shit. But instant healing, I don't know. Oh look, here comes some nurses, probably to push you guys away. Now I can piss off and find me a drink, no not alcohol." Ling said and predicted, seeing how the nurses started pushing the two down a hall. "I'm going to beat the sh-" Chloanne coughed. "-Shit out of you!" She wheezed the last part out as they were pushed down the hall.
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Edited by Nibber Schipper: 7/2/2016 9:07:35 AM"Knit my bones together? What the actual shit? And you dudes have stuff like ginormous space ships and shit, you better have some great healing things!" He yelled as he was pushed away, his tone rather.. gentle rather than angry or hostile. What a strange beta bundle of twigs.
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Edited by Obi-Emp Kenobi: 7/2/2016 9:09:52 AM"I don't fücking know what we have! Don't get mad at me!" Ling yelled across the hall and was promptly hushed. They eventually made it to a rectangular room, in which two comfortable medical beds set, because yeah...
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Lucas [i]almost[/i] flipped Ling off as he went silent, just laying there now as they brought him away to the room, and prepared for the agony that would come when he gets placed on the other bed. [i]Fifteen feet.. Bad shit, don't do it again. Use platform thing next time..[/i]
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no shit Sherlock, anyways on with the story. "Ow,ow,ow,ow." Chloanne was saying as they tried to lift her. Eventually they managed to get her on the bed in which Chloanne shrieked in pain. "FÜCKING HELL THAT HURT!" She yelled, in which more coughing and wheezing came. Now they tried to pick up Lucas, and it was going to hurt.
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Edited by Nibber Schipper: 7/2/2016 9:39:14 AMHe bit his lower lip. Very hard. Hard enough to draw blood. And a pained groan came from him, his eyes half closed. "Holy.. fücking.. shit.. I'd rather.. get stabbed.. several times.. with a rusty spoon.. CAN YA HURRY UP AND PLACE ME ON THE OTHER BED ALREADY." He wheezed through his teeth. He then muttered something in Russian. Probably several curses.
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They hurried and quickly placed him upon the bed, thankfully the landing was cut short by the bed and pillows itself. It would still hurt like a bitch because you know...broken Bones. "Just give us some anesthetics.. please." she said in a mere whisper. "What do you think we're doing?" The nurse replied, clearly she was the bitchiest nurse. There's always that one nurse who is a bitch..
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He groans some more communist shit, his eyes squeezed shut at this point, his breathing nothing more than a painful wheeze. "Can I have some cyanide instead? Put me outta my misery..?" He wheezed with a chuckle, which of course hurt like a little bitch, so he muttered even more communist shit.
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fookin commie. Eventually the Nurses, along with a few surgeons came back. Holding fuklong needles with anesthesia in them. "Finally..put me out of my misery.." "Now this is going to sting a litt-" "I know! Just give me the damn shot!" She said, coughing. One of the nurses holding the needles pierced Chloannes arm with it, injecting about half the syringe. "Thank..you.." They walked over to Lucas' bed and started to pierce his arm with a different syringe, still anesthesia. They injected it, and the effects started to happen slowly.
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FOR THE MOTHERLAND, COMRADE "Oh boy, stuff is gonna get weird as hell now.. If I remember the effects of anesthesia correctly.." He said, his hazel brown eyes slowly opening. He then quickly blinks a couple of times, his the light in his eyes being dim. "So.. What you gonna do now? Knit my bones together like that Chinese guy said? Think he's Chinese anyway.. Ling.. Sounds Chinese enough.. Then again, I could just be stereotypical.."
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"That's..........racist." She said, sleepily. Chloanne could fall asleep any second now. "So..you fell from a mech, while this poor girl here tried to save you. At least according to that Priest." The surgeon sighed. "Alright..let's just fix you up." [spoiler]I really do not feel like typing out a full surgery operation, it will be boring as fuk.[/spoiler]
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"What do you expect from a communist? And that's basically what happened, yes.." He said with a yawn. He too would fall asleep soon. "But eh.. what are you gonna do exactly? You got me worried, doc.." He said, passing out before he got an answer, his eyes closing.
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Chloanne was asleep by now, and after fookin 10 hours of surgery she woke up. Thankfully it was over, but she still had a lingering pain. She looked at her body, Her right arm was within a cast, along with her left leg. Chloanne had stitches along her chest and right foot. Basically she was fukt up big time. She looked over to Lucas, in which it pained her to. "Hey.." Her voice cracked due to the lack of talking.
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Lucas probably looked the same, only with his left arm and leg in a cast. He looked over at Chloanne by turning his head a little, and watching her from the corner of his eyes. "Hi.." His voice cracked a bit too, his communist accent lacing his words.
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Ling was hiding in a chair in a Corner, not noticed by her. "This..still...hurts." She said. "You just got out of surgery not too long ago. The pain will subside." Ling whispered, in which that caused Chloanne to slightly jump, causing her pain. "Calm down, just get some rest. You're going to be in here for a little while longer."
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Luke glances over at Ling, not jumping like a little bitch and just staying calm and still. He mutters something, and closes his eyes eyes. "How much longer? And how bad are the breaks? None of my bones actually snapped.. Probably just tears in the bone.. Week or two, then I'll be fine.."
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"Uh..about that. You may or may not have fractured some of Chloannes leg. Though while minor it's still very, very bad." Ling sighed. "Great..I'm a cripple." "No your not, surgeon fixed your leg. but you will have to wait it out though, so no doing anything besides laying down for the most part." "As I said..cripple."
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"At least she's still alive.. Dunno if that's a good thing or not though, considering her pain and the fact that I'll probably be keeping her company.. Unless I go stubborn mode and walk my ass out of here even though I'm supposed not to.." He chuckles weakly, though his words were honest.
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"I'm sure you can't even walk out of here." He replied. "I'm actually going to be staying here whenever I can, so Chloanne doesn't try to walk off either...Commie." He said the last part jokingly.
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"I can limp my ass outta here. That better? And.. Ahem.. FOR THE MOTHERLAND, COMRADE!" He yelled the last bit jokingly, chuckling like a little shit afterwards, the pain in his chest quickly shutting him up. But worth it. He opens one of his eyes, looking around the room with it. "Who knew they had stuff like this on a massive ship filled with Daemons and other evil and gnarly things.."
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"To be fair, a hella lot of people just popped up on this ship including us. One of them is bound to have stuff." He said, while Chloanne nodded. "How's your Space Communist Weeaboo? I mean Tau."
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[spoiler]DID YOU -blam!-ING REALLY?! Goddammit, lmao. [/spoiler] "True, true.. But like, an entire medical staff with medical beds and other medical stuff? Then again, this [i]is[/i] a ship.. And I dunno, haven't seen her in a while. Sadly." He said, his eyes closing again as he laid his head back against the pillow, a long and deep sigh coming from him.
