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originally posted in:The Roleplay League
11/25/2015 3:49:23 AM
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" Not too bad. I've had worse."
His ghost appeared behind him.
[i] I recommend dealing with it now. Of course he won't listen.[/i]
" Let's get move on already."
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R:"let me take a look at it" She's blocking his path out and has no intention of moving until this wound had been dressed.
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" Can we not? I really don't want to waste time here."
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R:"Well then don't argue and just do it, if it's nothing we are out of here anyway, if it's something I can dress it and we are out of here anyway- again."
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" Or. We can just continue on, find the Warlock, you get your memory back, we go our separate ways. Then I can worry about a simple cut."
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R:" Or we can ignore the 'cut' get half way to wherever and you can keel over wasting even more time because by then it will need more than a simple patch up."
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Lake was going to say something back, but he gave up. " Fine. We'll do it your way."
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R:" your gonna have to remove that chest piece. I'm skilled but I'm not magic."
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Edited by IXMMISmokey: 11/25/2015 4:26:30 AMLake hesitated at first, but he resigned himself. He started unstrapping his chest piece. Once it was off, he unzipped his under armour to reveal his chest. Aside from the obvious fresh wound, there was scars all over him. Long and short gashes. But the one that stood out was a cut. It was large, and circular in shape. He tried to seem as normal as possible. " Well, have at it then."
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She's seen it all before, it doesn't even make her flinch. She grabs her flask, R:" this is gonna sting like a b**ch" She uses one hand to hold the wound open and the other pours her precious vodka on it. R:" what a waste."
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Lake didn't flinch. He was looking around at the room. " We would probably be near one of the hideouts by now..."
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Thank god he's not a squirmer she thinks to herself. R:" Gonna need stitches in that " She warns him before pulling out a pack of surgical needles.
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" Yeah alright. Just make this quick."
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She's already threaded them before he agrees. If there is one thing Romii is good at it is stitching up wounds, she's had to stitch herself up plenty times. After a couple of minutes she's done. R:" your all good:"
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He immediately started putting his armour back on. Once it was all on and secured Lake looked at her. " We wasted enough time. Ready?"
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R:" Sure." She follows on not saying, anything.
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He nodded and led the way out of the building. They walked on silently through the jungle. The only noise was either from the jungle itself, or their stepping.
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She walks behind him a few feet being sure to step where he steps. ' cayde-6 - tracking 101' she can imagine the vanguard mentor now. ' keep eyes on your partner at all times. ' travel single file' ' walk where they walk, and I mean literally guardian' ' if your on point pay attention to your surroundings' He really did love the sound of his own voice. She smiles to herself.
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Lake suddenly stopped. They were in a canyon of sorts. He looked around. He had definitely heard something, or maybe it was his imagination? He didn't have anymore doubts however, as a wire rifle discharged and nearly shot him in the head of he didn't step out of the way in time. As if on cue, a group of Fallen sprung on them from all directions.
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R; "Zen you fixed that helmet yet cos I could really do with it back. " Z:" working on it." R:" Lake, don't suppose these are friends of yours?
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" No. Unless you count wanting to rip our throats out as friendship." He reached for his hand cannon and a firefight broke out.
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R:" Superb!" Her voice laced with sarcasm. She draws her cannon and puts herself back to back with Lake, firing off a couple of shots, first one hits a vandal in the shoulder the second one takes its head.
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Lake emptied out his entire clip into the Fallen in front of him. One severely pissed off captain charged at him. He grabbed for his knife and ran at the captain. Sliding right underneath the captain, Lake lunged up and stabbed him in the neck, and watched as the life drained out of him. He pulled the knife out, and threw it at a vandal, hitting him in the eye. He picked up the captains wire rifle and shot two more vandals. One dreg tried to stab him, but he blocked with the wire rifle and pushed the dreg back. He got behind it and snapped it's neck.
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Whilst Lake deals with anything that gets too close, Romii continues to try and prevent any more getting within striking range. Another two shots drops another Vandal, a Hail Mary grenade, it lucks out and sticks to a Dreg , who freaks out and runs to its 2 friends before realising too late what it's done, that's another 2 down and one badly wounded. A sniper shot grazes her face. R:" ssht" she hisses as she feels her cheek open up and the blood start running down her neck and under her armour.
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Lake finished off the last few stragglers on his side. He turned around and saw Romii struggling on her side. Using the wire rifle, he shot down the sniper, and placed two shots on a captain, bringing it down. He threw the wire rifle down, reloaded his hand cannon and started shooting at the remaining Fallen.
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Dropping another Vandal with more shots, she makes her way towards the place her grenade landed. As she gets closer she can hear the wounded dreg gasping through his re breather, it's a horrible rasping, gurgling sound. As she approaches it is laying on the ground propped up on one elbow. When it see's her it starts digging its heels into the ground and tries to push itself away from her. Once she is close enough she crouches down so she is eye level with it, it's still hissing at her till she daws her piece at which it seems to calm down, it's looking dead at her. R:" it's okay" She pulls the hammer back and places the gun level with its forehead , the dreg leans into the barrel as she pulls the trigger. Then the hiss of ether and a whisp of white and it's gone.
