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Post by Stellar Synesthesia on Sept 17, 2011 23:11:47 GMT -5
Arson, Red, Poison...Ah...
She looks over to Nack. You fixed 'em up? I could use a hand.
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Post by Arson Anthem on Sept 17, 2011 23:12:05 GMT -5
*I wince when Gear picks me up, feeling my ribs shift* Hey! I could have gotten here on my own! *Then I reconsider, looking at my bloody leg* Okay, so maybe not... *Seeing the pilot of the helicopter, whom I assume is Stellar, I give a halfhearted wave* Thanks for the lift... sorry about trashing your upholstery...
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Post by Funhouse Gear on Sept 17, 2011 23:19:01 GMT -5
Be quiet, you... *I'm obviously still worried, but try to keep my tone light. I set Arson on the seat closest to Red, then turn back to Stellar* Where are you headed? I'll follow with the others in the cars.
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Post by Stellar Synesthesia on Sept 17, 2011 23:28:45 GMT -5
I'm heading outside of this area, she motions to the desert around them. With that exterminator...cameras and backup and things...I can't go home just yet.
The road'll be a bit bumpy by car if you want to follow directly, but go ahead. The place'll be a little cramped, though...Her voice fades with her train of thought.
So, Nack's riding with me, then?
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Post by NotACoolKid on Sept 17, 2011 23:33:12 GMT -5
*Nack catches her breath, looking around. Everyone seems to be waiting on her.* Oh. I'll fly with you! If that helps? I just wanna make sure these guys are okay.
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Post by Poison Shot on Sept 17, 2011 23:36:14 GMT -5
*I feel a cold floor underneath me and i cant open my eyes.. i have virtually no energy left and i can feel myself disappearing into a void, I gather up enough energy to ignore the pain... it doesnt work but i manage to spit out a few words*
Retro...Sarah...
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Post by Sylvia Main on Sept 17, 2011 23:39:21 GMT -5
*I jump when Poison calls out. I hurry over to him and get down beside him, putting pressure on his wound.* Don't worry, it'll be alright... *I hear panic in my voice and try to focus on stopping the bleeding.*
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Post by redhavoc on Sept 17, 2011 23:42:15 GMT -5
*I black out for a second and find myself in a darker place, staring across a distance at Poison. I can't tell if he's not moving or if my mind has stopped processing motion. I feel a hand on my own and turn my head slowly. Arson is next to me. She looks tired. I feel my lips moving, telling her something even my brain doesn't know*
*I rasp out* Tell Max... *my lungs burn*
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Post by Arson Anthem on Sept 17, 2011 23:44:54 GMT -5
*I look over when I hear the words, but it takes me a moment to realize Red was the one who said them. I lean closer, not quite believing my ears but not wanting her to get upset and try to move* Tell him what?
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Post by Funhouse Gear on Sept 17, 2011 23:46:47 GMT -5
*I see Poison and Red fading, and slide the door partway shut* Not to rush you, Stellar, but we've gotta move. I'll follow with RC and whoever's left.
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Post by Poison Shot on Sept 17, 2011 23:47:19 GMT -5
*Hears Retro telling her its gonna be alright... haha we'll see about that. I can slowly feel myself drifting away...I'm running out of energy and i can't keep my consciousness for much longer*
I think we need a drink...did i leave the lights on..? *I slip away... no sounds... no light... Everything is cold*
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Post by NotACoolKid on Sept 17, 2011 23:48:37 GMT -5
*Nack hears Gear's words and slides quickly into the choper, seating himself in a way that he can keep an eye on the injured, just in case they get worse or need attention from him. His eyes flit to the various wounds they all have, saddened at all the chaos that's occured.*
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Post by redhavoc on Sept 17, 2011 23:52:41 GMT -5
*I look out into the distance for a second, distracted by the spikes of pain. Then I look back at her, an idea half formed. I take a slow breath in...*
Tell Max... to remember me... I'm sorry...
*I slump down on Arson, still conscious, but only barely*
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Post by Arson Anthem on Sept 17, 2011 23:57:26 GMT -5
No, no, no... *I'm shaking my head, still holding her hand, and when she goes limp I prop her up again, trying to her her to focus on me* Red, look at me! Hold on, okay? You're not going anywhere! *I'm beyond tears by this point, and honestly don't know what I'll do if we lose either Red or Poison. Not this soon after Bunny. And Red... she's just a kid...*
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Post by Sylvia Main on Sept 18, 2011 0:01:17 GMT -5
What? What?! Poison, no no no no no no! Come on, stay with us, you're going to be fine, Poison!! *I'm practically bawling and shaking him. Blood is everywhere and I'm in shock. Sarah is still clutching his hand very tightly. For the second time in a day one of my best friends is essentially dead.*
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