originally posted in:The New Dojo
[i] Selene laughed, out loud and with true amusement.[/i]
"You don't think I'm better prepared Mr. Wolfe? What do you think someone would do when they have the capability of stealing powers from Gods?"
[i] She said, and thrust a hand towards Jackson. A gale force wind erupted and knocked Jackson flat on his back, and blew the tear gas away and dispersed it. Aerokinesis.[/i]
"Why, they would steal as many as possible."
[i] If Unity had been capturing people with powers and stealing them, how many abilities did Selene have? [/i]
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[i]Trevellian launched a half dozen knives at Riley, who merely grimaced as her lithe..and bleeding, form dodged and weaved gracefully, batting knives away and letting them brush as close as cutting strands of her hair. [/i]
"You talk a lot, and you're annoying."
[i] Riley said, sounding indeed annoyed. She burst forth with a blast of speed, swinging the sword wide and outwards, and Trevellian grinned at the reckless attack.
If only Riley was actually mediocre at killing.
One of Trevellians floating knives blocked the blade as he ducked in close to shove one between her ribs, where he was met politely by the barrel of a desert eagle to his forearm.
Riley pulled the trigger, blasting the massive round through flesh and bone to a chorus of Trevellian's screams, his hand and half of his forearm falling to the deck.[/i]
"Bitch!"
[i] He screamed, clutching the bleeding stump. [/i]
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[i]She pulled out a syringe, and tapped the needle to be sure that there were no bubbles in the compound.[/i] "If you aren't fond of needles, please look the other way. It is simply morphine, but you will be out of it for a little while. However, you will not feel the pain." [i]She said.[/i]
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"Not fond of needles?" [i] Riley scoffed, looking at the cuts everywhere on her body.[/i] "Just inject the damn drug."
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"I just figured it would be best to ask, Madame Daltry. You would not believe how many soldiers do not like needles." [i]She injected the drug into Riley's shoulder, the arm with the broken fingers. She took her own gauntlet off, and set about working to get the splints ready. It took her a few minutes, and by then, the morphine had kicked in. Riley could no longer feel pain, rather a euphoric high. As Rose came back around, she began to move Riley's fingers back into their proper places, so that they could be set properly. As she realigned each one, she applied the splints and tightly secured them, going about it quickly and effectively. Before Riley released it, her hand had been splinted and wrapped, and now Rose was wrapping the rest of her body with bandages after cleaning the cuts. After handling the easier stuff, she did a quick scan of Riley's body, stopping and speaking to Wolfe.[/i] "Several fractured ribs, Monsieur Wolfe. There is not much I can do. She will need rest and time. Her fingers are set, and her cuts have been patched."
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"Can we bring some of this stuff back?" [i] Riley said with a grin, putting her hands out to the sides to steady herself on the table. The pain had been excruciating, but now..she was good.[/i] "Thanks whatever your name is." [i] She says quietly.[/i]
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"Rose." [i]Responded the blonde woman, who seemed intrigued by Riley's behavior.[/i] "She is not familiar with morphine, no?" [i]she asked.[/i] "Nope." [i]Wolfe said through a laugh. His reaction to the drug last time he'd been seriously injured was more of a dazed confusion. He hated the stuff.[/i]
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[i]The Vertibird landed on an intact section of the carrier's flight deck behind them. Wilson walked out of the Vertibird, the rotors still spinning, the cargo bay open. [/i] "SHE OK?" [i]He shouted, walking towards them.[/i] "BEAT UP BADLY, LET DOC KNOW WE'RE ON THE WAY WITH A CASUALTY!" "10-4" [i]Wilson headed back to the aircraft,[/i]