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4/3/2015 6:27:44 PM
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*Leans against wall*
*Examines sniper*
Zara still hasn't recovered.
Not going anywhere without her.
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"Why not? She would be dead weight anyways"
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*looks at you in disappointment* Seriously ginger that was cold for even you to say
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"How so? I'm just stating facts..."
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*Looks up* Excuse me...? "Dead weight?" *Stares coldly at you*
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"Yeah. She isn't exactly a master fighter, is she?" I say with a cold look in my eye
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*Continues staring* Ginger. Shut. Up. You don't mean that.
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*I turn around "Oh really? Then why did I say it in the first place?"
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*Fist clenches, but then unclenches* Last time, Ginger. Stop. You aren't going to slander Zara while she's on her deathbed.
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"Deathbed? First time I've heard of this"
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She's in the med bay in critical condition you fool!
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"Maybe that's for the best. At least she's out of danger" At this point, you noticed the crazed, angry look in his eyes, and hi bleeding palms
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What the hell is wrong with you? *Notices palms and eyes* Get a doctor to check you out. Now.
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Edited by GingerlyWalnut3: 4/3/2015 6:54:44 PM"I haven't been bitten, if that's what you're wondering. Do you think that I, a member of Atlas, could be taken out by a ZOMBIE!" I take a step forward
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*leans close to you and whispers* Has the guilt left it's mark yet
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*pushes away roughly
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*i whisper again* You cannot save her. only Time can tell us if she's worthy of living or dying *i disappear with a gust of flames*
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*Stops leaning against wall* *Stands ground* *Calls doctor* [i]Doctor! Here! A.S.A.P![/i] Ginger, back away for the time being. A doctor is coming.
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"Do I look like I need a doctor?" I grab my shotgun
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Edited by SonacyOfTheHams: 4/3/2015 7:00:30 PM*Looks at my pistol* Ginger. Don't do anything hasty...
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*whispers to you* He's mentally unstable don't infuriate him anymore or he will lose it
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*Whispers* I'm trying not to... I'm also trying to avoid being shot...
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Here let me help you *i touch you with a black flame and your flesh turns into demonic steel* This should help
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*Whispers* This feels... heavy. Thanks. Here. *Tosses sniper* Keep it safe. It won't be of much use at the moment. Leave it in my quarters.
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*picks you up, seeing as you're helpless "Not so tough now, are you?" Suddenly, I put you down, and fall unconscious
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*Falls to knees* Dammit, where's that damned doctor! *Doctor runs out* Get him back to the med bay! Now! *Doctor nods then takes you back to the med bay*
