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originally posted in:The Roleplay League
12/16/2015 3:02:40 AM
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There is a hunter dressed in a full set of Bog Wild gear coloured red, white and black. She pulls herself out of the wreckage and attempts to stand up, but she quickly falls back over.
She attempts once again to pull herself up and she sees a guardian riding full speed ahead on her sparrow. The wounded guardian reaches out and wishes that she would arrive already. The hunter falls back once more...
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"Hey! Are you alright?" Mikaela arrives and stops next to the hunter. "Holy shit. You're hurt really badly. Can you stand up?" [spoiler]I'm going to bed now. I'll respond in the morning.[/spoiler]
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"Agh. -blam!-! I don't think.... I don't know... What happened? One minute I was on recon for ikora and the next a fleet of a dozen or so ships land right on me!!" She rubs the back of her helmet and pulls her hand forward to reveal a bloodied glove "-blam!-... I probably have a concussion or worse..."
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A few meters to Mikaela's left, a thunk is heard from a damaged Arcadia-class Jumpship. The entirety of the right wing had been obliterated on impact, as had much of the frontal extremity, leaving only a bloodstained cockpit and a scratched left wing remaining. Upon closer inspection, however, there was movement behind the polarized window of the cockpit. Perhaps it would be wise to investigate.
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[b]a hunter in sojourn (year one) dead orbit armor walks up, nibbling a piece of toast, screaming at his ghost that toast is a color, when he crests a hill and sees the carnage[/b] Ghost: multiple guardians down! Firefly: nope *nibbles toast* Ghost: we have to help! Firefly: nope *nibbles toast more*
