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Post by Kettu Jarva on Aug 12, 2011 22:46:01 GMT -5
*doesnt answer and just mutters* why now... why catch up to me now...
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Post by Volume Virus on Aug 12, 2011 22:46:33 GMT -5
Wxy to be subtle, Ace. *I roll my eyes and keep driving. We're close now.*
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Blackout
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Post by Blackout on Aug 12, 2011 22:51:24 GMT -5
*through clenched teeth* let's just focus on getting back to the hide out now, shall we?
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Post by Kettu Jarva on Aug 12, 2011 22:51:53 GMT -5
*points it out* its right there...
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Post by Volume Virus on Aug 12, 2011 22:53:35 GMT -5
It is indeed! Hold on! *I literally screech to a stop outside the hideout*
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Blackout
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Post by Blackout on Aug 12, 2011 22:55:55 GMT -5
*I grab onto the door but my bad leg hits the door* ah! God dammit! *uses one arm to brace myself and the other to brace Tesla*
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Post by Kettu Jarva on Aug 12, 2011 22:57:12 GMT -5
*gets up and helps blackie out* Ill look at your leg... knowing him it wasnt a regular ray gun...
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Blackout
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Post by Blackout on Aug 12, 2011 23:02:47 GMT -5
Thanks sug. *i roll up my pant leg and my leg is just a bloody mess* vol you might want to go to another room
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Post by Volume Virus on Aug 12, 2011 23:02:52 GMT -5
Blackie's not alright, is she? *I get out of the car and watch over them with concern.*
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Post by Kettu Jarva on Aug 12, 2011 23:06:24 GMT -5
*sets her down on a couch and examines the wound* no... not at all... *wipes away some blood* this... this is going to hut im sorry... *pulls out a bottle of peroxide* here...hold on to my hand *unscrews the bottle and pours it on her leg* this should hep me get a better look... I need too take a small sample... *swabs the wound then wraps it* I'll tell you if anything else is wrong in about ten minutes...
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Blackout
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Post by Blackout on Aug 12, 2011 23:08:10 GMT -5
*I grit my teeth as the wound stings and my whole leg hurts* *I carry Tesla in from the car and set him down on the other couch*
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Post by Volume Virus on Aug 12, 2011 23:12:43 GMT -5
*My stomach is rebelling again. Why does everything have to smell like blood all of a sudden?!* What can I do to help this time?
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Post by Kettu Jarva on Aug 12, 2011 23:13:33 GMT -5
*goes to the lab room* alright... oh! I have to radio IA... *grabs a radio* Cendi? Cendi you there... we got the box... *there is a clear unease in my voice* we are back at yours.... nothing else much to say... come back soon...
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Post by Blackout on Aug 12, 2011 23:14:21 GMT -5
*my leg feels like its on fire and the pain is unbearable* Knock me out. I am begging you vol, knock me out
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Post by Volume Virus on Aug 12, 2011 23:16:30 GMT -5
I am not going to knock you out, Blackie! *It's not a lot of blood, really, not compared to Airs's stomach gash. But I'm just as sick, somehow.*
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