[b]Ember is walking around, like he's dead. He suddenly collapses to the ground, shaking, writhing, and twitching. He jerks his head up, and screams ear piercingly, it can be heard as a threat or as a cry for help.[/b]
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[b]Fixer walks by and pulls out his SCAR[/b]
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[b]He writhes.[/b]
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[b]He fires but instead of a bullet it was a syringe [/b]
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[b]His movements slow.[/b]
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[b]He contiunes to fire until the mag empties Then he reloads[/b]
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[b]Frost runs up to him and gives him a shot of adrenalin [/b]
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[b]Ember suddenly lurches in a upward position writhing, he screams. The fear filled eyes have been over run by fury. The bones in his back crack and discombobulate. Each vertebrae come together and form small spikes on his back. Massive claws form where his nail and finger tips should be. The Wendigo is consuming him.[/b]
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"The goddamn Wendigo...." [b]He shrugs[/b] "Nothing I can do about it, sadly"
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[b]Ember grabs Frosts pant leg, groaning, he uses him to stand up, he examines him, running a claw against his face.[/b]
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"Sup"
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[b]He tackles him, screaming.[/b]
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[b]He kicks him off, also screaming[/b]
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[b]His screams are used to threaten, he takes a claw against his face.[/b]
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[b]He grabs the claw and snips it in half[/b]
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[b]He screams out of pain this time, staggering backwards.[/b]
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[b]He quickly stabs him with an anaesthetic [/b]
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[b]His actions begin getting slower[/b]
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"I'm gonna cut your claws so that there isn't a possibility that you cut with those"
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[b]He tries to move away so that he can't cut his claws.[/b]
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[b]He pulls out a grater type thing that you use for nails [/b]
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[b]He struggles, but his eyes begin to drift.[/b]
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[b]He grabs a hand and starts to cut the sharp edges off[/b]
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[b]He drifts to unconsciousness[/b]
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[b]He wakes him up with some adrenalin [/b] "I'm done"
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"Why can't I cut."