Give 'Em Hell Killjoys

[Cynical Paranoia]

~My body instictively switches to survival mode and I grab at whoever is trying to touch me, one hand on my knife. When I hear a familiar voice I relax slightly and manage to raise a couple fingers in acknowledgement and apology.~

[Blackout]

just try to stay awake Cyn, keep fighting. *i pour some medicine onto her wounds and see a radio that somehow survived the wreckage* *rb* hello? Any killjoys out there? This is Ace of Spades, need serious medical help in western Zone 2. If anyone can hear me please hurry

[Cynical Paranoia]

~I hiss as it stings, and force my eyes open.~ My... bike... has supplies... and water. Just... dig th...rough...the...saddle...bags ~I force out through the haze of pain and dust clogging my throat~

[Neon Sky]

*I lay staring at the sky after the added sting from the whatever it was that got poured onto my many wounds. My breathing is heavy, I feel lifeless it's hard to move, I've definatly broken a couple of bones but there's no pain or sound, it's really strange actually I must be somewhere between asleep and awake... It's peacefull... Up until I start violently coughing and everything goes back to normal.* Fuck... *Using my good arm I push myself back against the car.* Guys... Get us... out of here... *We needed to be safe I couldn't stand watching anyone else get hurt, if this keeps up one of us is getting ghosted.*

[Firebird Freedom]

*rb* hey! You guys still alive? Hello? Anyone? This is firebird freedom is any one there? I hear you guys need a rescue!

[Blackout]

Birdie? *I grab the radio**rb* Birdie its Tes, please tell me youre near our location, we have three friends severely injured and have no means of getting them anywhere fast

[Firebird Freedom]

*rb* good thing I got my truck then! I'm almost there. We are stationed at the abandoned walmart... It's a pretty nice place for a shit hole *i laugh and honk my horn as I see them* Hey kids! Get your injured strapped down in the flat bed and we will be out of here!

[Neon Sky]

*I see the vehicle (It's fuzzy and I'm not quite sure what it is.) I instantly twich towards where my gun should be but remeber it's in the car... So I just sit there and wait for whatever could be rescue or... Death...* Glass... This ain't your fault... I'ts mine...

[Blackout]

Thank you Birdie. *I carefully pick up Cyn and carry her to the truck while tes carries Neon. We then both carry Glass over together and strap everyone down*

[Firebird Freedom]

*I count how many people there are* Hey... wheres blackie? Isnt she always with you? *I know why she isnt here I just want to see if they know that she is safe*

[Blackout]

We dont know where she or our friend Bullet is, they went to the tower to try to rescue her sister *I gesture towards Neon*
we had to leave with a drac unit on our tail and havent heard anything about them since

[Firebird Freedom]

Oh... Im sorry *I try to hold back my smile as We start driving* Im sure they are fine. (transferring threads?)

[Glass~Vendetta]

*I feel myself being moved. I hear Neon say something.* Of course it's my fault...always is. *My tongue feels strange in my mouth. The truck goes over a miniscule bump, but it feels like a huge mountain to me. I bite my lip and whimper. My head starts burning again. I feel a warm sensation, and realize blood is running down my head. Lovely.* We're gonna get them back. We....we have to.*

[Firebird Freedom]

(so we are moving here now i guess? a trip to the grocery store)

[Blackout]

((moving threads))