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originally posted in:The Digital Dojo
7/20/2016 8:01:24 PM
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[b]Vordt lands on his feet, and goes after Crossbow once more.[/b]
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*Crossbow looks back at the Dancer* Are you okay?
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"Y...yes..."
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Good. *Crossbow helps her up*
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[b]She seems somewhat injured. Considering the several bolts sticking out of her body.[/b]
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Crossbow: that looks painful. You need help with those? *Caesar, prosthetics fixed, walks over* Caesar: you gotta do it quickly. *Caesar rips one out of her back* Crossbow: Jesus, man. It's not just something you just do like that!
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[b]She yells out in pain.[/b]
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*Caesar, unphased, goes for another, but Crossbow stops him* Crossbow: can you not? Let's bring her to the infirmary, where professional hands can perform it. Caesar: I have professional hands! *He yanks another out*
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[b]The Dancer yelps again, this time proceeding to punch Caesar. It's not really a punch, though. Atleast, a rather weak one. This shows just how much of a good person she was before turning into what she was...[/b]
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Caesar: fine, fine, I'll stop. Crossbow, can you get her to the infirmary? Crossbow: Yup. If you follow me, Ma'am, we can make this as painless as possible. *Crossbow begins walking towards the Dojo. Cyan stays behind with Yhorn, pulling out bullets and arrows while he's unconscious*
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[spoiler]YHORN?! ITS VORDT![/spoiler] [b]The Dancer follows weakly. Ornstein and Smough must be asleep or gone, since they haven't even left their apartment. Vordt has stayed behind.[/b]
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[spoiler]Damn did it again[/spoiler] [spoiler]fin?[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Bastard...[/spoiler] [spoiler]I guess.[/spoiler]
