|
Post by Arson Anthem on Sept 17, 2011 19:48:46 GMT -5
*Before I realize what's happening, the Exterminator is gone and Gear's shouting at us to get in the car. I look over at Nack* Can you drive, kid?
|
|
|
Post by Sylvia Main on Sept 17, 2011 19:53:23 GMT -5
*I rush to Poison along with Gear. I lift his legs, using whatever strength I have left.* Poison, don't you dare die again. I'll fucking kill you if you die.
|
|
|
Post by Poison Shot on Sept 17, 2011 19:54:29 GMT -5
*Poison watches the exterminator drive away, and starts to lose vision... things go blurry and he passes out, falling forward to be caught by Gear. Sarah helps Them get him into the car and looks over at them* What do we do... so much blood... Noah...hang in there. *a tear falls down Sarah's cheek and she to apply pressure in the back seat* Lets go!
|
|
|
Post by Stellar Synesthesia on Sept 17, 2011 19:56:51 GMT -5
A voice pops in on the radio.
'Ello, loves. Do you need help? I heard there was some trouble...haha...looks like quite a bit.... What can I do for you?
Over.
|
|
|
Post by Funhouse Gear on Sept 17, 2011 19:58:40 GMT -5
*I'm getting into the front seat when the transmission comes through* *rb* Stellar?! God, it's good to hear your voice... yeah, help would be great. We need to get somewhere safe but only have one, maybe two killjoys who can drive.
|
|
|
Post by Stellar Synesthesia on Sept 17, 2011 20:09:57 GMT -5
rb Gear
All right, my boy. Look out below~!
Stellar out.
A moment later, the wind picks up and sand starts flying. A sky-colored helicopter touches down twenty yards away from the scene of the fight, its oddly silent blades still spinning as the door slides open.
Hello, boys and girls..... There's a pause as Stellar takes in the scene, though her expression is hidden behind her goggles.
....Did someone run afoul an undead coyote?
|
|
|
Post by Sylvia Main on Sept 17, 2011 20:14:44 GMT -5
*I help Gear and Sarah lift Poison and we hurry to the helicopter.* Thank you so much. I- I hope you have enough room... *I look around in dismay. Poison is seriously injured. I am surprised to see Red with a huge piece of her side missing and Arson appears to have a stab wound.*
|
|
|
Post by Arson Anthem on Sept 17, 2011 20:28:06 GMT -5
*my mouth falls open in surprise at the sight of the helicopter, but I quickly remember the situation we're in and focus. * Get Red, okay Nack? I can manage myself. *I spot the pole Retro had used earlier and grab the end, sliding it over and using it as a crutch to help me pull myself painfully to my feet*
|
|
|
Post by Stellar Synesthesia on Sept 17, 2011 20:33:36 GMT -5
Who am I taking on board? I can fit four if we bend a few around.
|
|
|
Post by NotACoolKid on Sept 17, 2011 20:41:53 GMT -5
*Nack glances over at Gear and nods.* I can kinda drive. If I need to...
*Her eyes flip up to the helicopter.* St-Stellar? *The Retro's words reach her and she nods. Picking up Red gently, she looks from helicopter to car.* Uh...where to?
|
|
|
Post by redhavoc on Sept 17, 2011 22:42:27 GMT -5
*I groan as Nacks face gets closer and I get the feeling I'm in the air. Vaguely I realize I'm being carried. I reach out for Arson and can barely understand what is happening beyond the red haze of pain. I wish Nack would stop moving, that everything would stop moving. The world seems to go by too fast*
|
|
|
Post by Sylvia Main on Sept 17, 2011 22:50:39 GMT -5
*Poison is nearly passed out in the backseat of the helicopter. I look over at Stellar anxiously.* I-I think you need to take him, Red, Arson, and maybe Nack or Sarah with you... *My head still pounds but I'm ignoring my concussion for now. I glance over at Sarah who is holding Poison's hand tightly. He looks so pale.*
|
|
|
Post by Stellar Synesthesia on Sept 17, 2011 22:59:24 GMT -5
Stellar looks at the passengers and sighs.
I should've brought a larger....Will you be all right? Also, which one's who?
|
|
|
Post by NotACoolKid on Sept 17, 2011 23:07:25 GMT -5
*Nack hurries forward, stopping just short of Stellar* Look. I-I don't know how much I can do for Red still. Can...can you just take her in there? I've got to stop moving with her or her side might split open. I may have stitched her up, but I'm not sure how long it'll hold...
*Stellar's words register with him* O-oh. I'm Nack. But. That's not important now...*His eyes trail down to look at Red's face* Here. Please save her. *He places her gently in the helicoptor, making sure she's positioned comfortably.*
|
|
|
Post by Funhouse Gear on Sept 17, 2011 23:07:48 GMT -5
*I motion to each killjoy in turn* Poison, Sarah, Red, Nack, - *I look over for Arson and see her still a ways off* Hold on. *I jog over to her and pick her up despite her protests, carrying her back to the chopper* And this is Arson.
|
|