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originally posted in:The New Dojo
11/9/2016 11:58:02 AM
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He yelled out, trying to rise, cursing JT's name, his mother, and quite honestly, he was rather creative about it.
The door burst open, revealing a girl just under his height, her horns half-shaven off, a shock of white fur draped over where her left eye should be, her right's color that of lavender
The girl cried out
"Alex?? W-what are you doing to my brother??"
Alpha yelled at the girl
"Cassie! Get back inside!"
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The girl wasn't safe either, for the loud explosions of the insides of JT's revolvers echoed twice to put a bullet into either of her legs.
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She whimpered in pain childishly, sliding down against the doorpost, tears falling from her eyes Alpha's cursing intensified, if he ever gotthe chance he'd hurt JT, badly
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JT slowly approached and kicked Alpha onto his back, shortly before he hovered his right foot over the boy's left knee. It was already injured and if pressure was applied then damn. "Where's your crew, goat?"
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He yelled out, whimpering in pain "They....agh!....They aren't here! Get off of me! Leave my sister out of this!" The girl was crying softly, her ruined knees bleeding all over what were blue jeans, but they weren't so blue anymore
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"Girl's part of the crew right? If not then get her to the L.I.M.B clinic, we have a Bacta tank." ((You think JT would shoot a civilian without thinking that she was part of the enemy crew? -blam!-ing idiot.))
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"She wasn't involved in shit, leave her be." He growled, his anger increasing as he heard his sister's cries of pain
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"Get out of here girl, before I use your horns as knives." JT spoke in a low, toneless voice that carried his famed accent with a degree of fearsomeness, before he started to step on and put pressure onto the leg. "Your friends. Who are they, where are they, and how do I find them?"
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The girl tried to rise, her legs were too damaged to unfortunately, so she fell back down with a cry Alpha grunted out harsh words "Kiss my ass!"
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"Oh? How would you be saying that behind bars? Because last I checked, I can grant you immunity for your little raid on the Hermes, and all that killing your friends did. Think about it kid, you and your sister there can live freely and happily with no lawman hunting you."
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"I'm not worried about what you'll do, she's a member of the dojo and an innocent, and my crew beat you guys, they can do it again!"
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[i]As if on cue, a massive ripple appeared in the sky, as if someone had burst a massive, gloomy bubble above the house. A small slipspace rupture, only a few hundred meters above the surface, caused a small scale EMP, and sent anyone in the blast radius flying backwards. And out of that rift soared the Arrowhead, in all of its glory. Michael Drake had analyzed the situation, and waited for an opportune time. He saw the Alamo-cruiser in orbit, which would have no trouble blasting him out of the sky if it saw him, so he'd have to pull a risky slipspace maneuver and exit his jump just above the surface, using the computerized drive to its full potential. There would be some delay before the Cruiser noticed him, aimed their weapons, charged them, and then fired them, so he'd have a brief window to translocate Alpha onto the ship. Nothing on the ground could pierce the Arrowhead's electromagnetic shields--of that he was certain. So when the Arrowhead appeared, it did so only momentarily. In the second it took for it to appear, it locked onto Alpha's DNA reading, which had been logged on the ship's targeting computer, and he was translocated onboard the ship, at which point Drake reactivated the slipspace drive, and they reentered warp. Beta, however, wasn't recognized by the ship, and she was left behind...[/i]
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Alpha gasped, Trying not to cry, in pain and not really sure what happened...... Beta, however, was panicking, left behind with a man who had just threatened her brother and herself, unable to run or fight, and in a great deal of pain
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[i]Drake rushed to him from the cockpit, crouching down besides his wounded friend, and checked him for injuries. He wasn't by any means a medic--quite the opposite--but he was smart enough to realize that Alpha was in a lot of pain. He sealed the wounds by injecting Biofoam into the blood and gore in his thigh, while attempting to disinfect the wound with some alcohol. With a sigh, he realized that they were out of painkillers, really because he'd used up the last of them the previous few nights. Alpha would have to deal with the pain.[/i] "We'll get that bastard next time, Alex. Next time..."
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he groaned, and with a damaged hand, he grabbed Drake's shoulder "Cassie......Beta....wh-where is she? Drake? ....W-where is my sister??"
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[i]Drake genuinely looked confused: he had never met, nor heard of Beta.[/i] "Your sister? What d'you--I thought I didn't give you any painkillers..."
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"DRAKE?!? WHERE THE HELL IS MY SISTER!?!" He was sober, definately sober, you've seen him mutliple times with a broken body, but his eyes always retained that cloudy look when he was like that Now....his eyes were clear, and there was a vengeful fire in them that you could easily see, as well as tears in their corners
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"I--uh--I dunn-I dunno." [i]Drake was slightly flustered by your outbreak, as he was genuinely confused. Had he done something wrong? Was Alpha finally breaking?"[/i]
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He leaned his head back against the ground, softly starting to cry Maybe you needed to check the tapes, or the flight log of the systems that had carried him aboard, to see what he was talking about
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[i]Drake was genuinely worried, and slightly flustered about Alpha's condition. So, of course, he checked a hidden compartment in his prosthetic for Shine... and came up empty. His flask was likewise depressingly empty. In order to steel his nerves, he took a bite out of a sandwich he pulled out of the fridge, and got to business. He searched the flight cam for anyone else in the shot when he picked up Alpha, and sure enough, there she was. She looked similar to Alpha, but she was luring prone on the ground, bleeding. If only the targeting system would've picked her up.[/i] "Alpha... she's down at the surface. With The General."
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"GODDAMNIT! I'M GOING TO KILL THE -blam!-ER!" He screamed, sitting up and clenching his hands as he felt pain course through his body. He seemed like a frightening sight, his body shaking with rage
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[i]Drake chose not to say anything in response, knowing fully well the pain Alpha was suffering right now. He'd felt similarly when Celina had been killed by the NTR. Instead, he briefly put a hand on Alpha's shoulder, in a gesture indicating that he should relax, and he strolled back up to the cockpit, letting you vent your anger in peace. [/i]
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Alpha unsteadily rose, wearing only a black T-shirt and blue jeans, showing off his paws that you noticed he had for feet, on the rare occasions he went barefoot They were three-toed, each with a white claw at the end of each toe, the same build across biological and prosthetic. and were probably why drake used to hear clicking when he walked somewhere at night on board the ship
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Seemingly out of nowhere, a large red fire hydrant flies into the back of JT's head at 89 mph, knocking him out clean cold. Quincy: Yeah Nyxon! Show em who's boss! Nyxon: Shut up and find Beta, i got Alpha. Quincy: Right! Quincy runs to the door and immediately begins trying to calm Beta down as he works to numb her legs so he can work on making sure they're not completely destroyed. Nyxon takes his own medkit out to assess the damage done to Alpha...
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What the actual...
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He groaned, his hands were damaged badly, his left knee was the prosthetic, not too much of a concern, but his right was destroyed completely he said while clenching his teeth "Where's my sister? Where's Beta!?!" Beta was still crying, her knees were damaged badly, very much so
