originally posted in:The New Dojo
RILEY!
[i]Wolfe shouted, sounding like a soldier.[/i]
I need you... Christ I f*ckin' need you....
[i]He said, more calmly, almost pleadingly.
Reaching for the pistol, he picked it up, and began scoring nasty headshots, hoping that these reanimated corpses were like the zombies he'd seen in movies and television shows.[/i]
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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]