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originally posted in:The New Dojo
7/13/2017 6:47:06 PM
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"Was holding..."
More coughing and blood.
"Him down so... He wouldn't hurt... Himself..."
The Mando wiped blood off his face.
"No reason... To trust you."
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"Pfft! I was in Pan's head for decades! You think I'm not trustworthy? That girl b*tch slapped me with kindness. I'm like, totally trustworthy, dude. Ya gotta understand I was in Pan's head that whole time you two were flirtin' n'sh*t. You're like a bro to me, bro." Bedlam snickered and kept up a charming smile.
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His whole joking demeaner annoyed the Mando, but he sighed in defeat. "Fine." He moved to pull the helmet back on and in the process lifted his chin enough to reveal a large, bloody gash across his throat.
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Bedlam noticed and rolled his eyes. "Are you going to let me heal you or no? That cut looks bad and if Iso finds out I let you die then she'll kill me...or worse."
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"Why would... She care?" There was venom in his words as he spat out another mouthful of blood. "Only reason would be... Traci."
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"Sure, dude. Whatever you say. You act like she doesn't care if you die or somethin'. Why? I know love is scientifically just chemicals running through people's brains, but there's gotta be more to it than that...." He sighed. "You should probably know Traci has been kidnapped...."
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Cannon squeezed his eyes shut, gritting his teeth. He'd noticed an obvious lack of Traci around the dojo, but he'd assumed if something like this had happened Iso would have sent word. "Does Iso know?"
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"Who do you think found out first? Motherly instincts are a real thing, I guess." He shrugged. "You know where she'd go, don't you?"
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"To save Traci. Same place I'm heading." He spit out more blood. "Where is she and how do I get there?"
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"Yeah, no." Bedlam laughed and shook his head. "Good joke, but you're not going. Iso will die, nothing you can do about it. She's probably getting torn to pieces as we speak. So, go back to your lil friend there, okay?" He just smiled at Cannon.
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Cannon turned so he was facing Bedlam, his glare strong enough to kill. "You think I'm going to sit here while that happens then you're dumber than I thought, which is saying a lot."
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"Wow, you're an *sshole. Why the hell should I help you when you say sh*t like that?" Bedlam vanished and reappeared on a nearby rooftop. "Thanks to that cloth ya gave her she'll probably live, honestly. Well...live long enough for me to save her anyway."
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"Tell me how to get to her. She'll need my help. So will Traci." There was a desperation in his tone that wasn't normally there as he spat out more blood.
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"Traci isn't in danger, trust me. Iso is about to get saved once we're done talking here. We done?" Bedlam cracked his neck a lil.
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"Yeah, soon as you bring me to Iso." He wasn't coughing now, oddly, and was extremely determined to come along.
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"I'll bring her to you. How about that?" He rolled his eyes. "I don't have time for this."
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"... Fine." He was worried Iso would be hurt if he kept Bedlam. "Please hurry."
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"Great." He vanished.
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Cannon set to work mending his wounds. He also injected a carapace knitter into the wounded clone's leg so he could walk. The clone left in a hurry and Cannon sat down, waiting.
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Bedlam appeared in front of him, dripping blood from several bullet holes and cuts across his body. Iso was in his arms, unconscious with no visible wounds, but lots of dried blood all over her. Bedlam fell to his knees with a smirk on his face. "Got 'eem."
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Cannon got up quickly and rushed over. Oddly, most of his wounds were gone... Thanks to his bacta possessing implants as well as his augmentations. "You two alright?"
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"She's fine. Me? Eh." Bedlam rested the peacful looking Iso on the ground and stood up, leaving a puddle of blood on the floor.
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"I've got a first aid kit and some bacta, will that help?" The Mando felt guilty now for being a jerk to him earlier.
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"I'm...fine...." Bedlam held is head in one of his hands with a pained expression. "I've done worse than three arch's."
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"You definitely don't look fine. At least let me stop the bleeding? I owe you that much." Cannon's voice went from cold professional to friendly and worried.
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"Just...stay back." He took shallow breathes and stepped back from Iso and Cannon. "I'd rather just deal with this for now."
