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originally posted in:The New Dojo
7/27/2017 9:23:53 PM
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"Tell him to take his scraggly ass back to whatever mother-blam!-in' warship he crawled out of, before I shove [i]my[/i] warship into the hangar bay!"
[spoiler]Unintentional sex jokes best jokes. Just to clarify, he means the knife will enter the head. [/spoiler]
English
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"ert... vin.. ju..uka... diem.. aq...ve... hgix.. vcere..."says Sylvie ("Get on your ship and leave before we change our mind and kill you"says Sylvie) [i]she then made a gesture with her thumb across her throat. The brute's goes pale. But says something esle while it's gaze shifts between the two.[/i] "Fgni... gi...vert... dinw..."it says ("Fine i will leave"it says) [spoiler]they always are lol[/spoiler]
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"Alright, where to next? Seems like everyone's in trouble in this city."
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"Hmm good question but we need to make sure people are okay as well. I wanna make sure if nanos is ok i haven't seen him anywhere."says Sylvie [i]she knew that wouldn't stand chance against these guys by himself. This made her worry a bit.[/i]
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"Lead on, then. We'll help your friend."
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"Alright then follow me then."says Sylvie [i]she walks along until she comes to his apartment its door was ripped off and there was a trail of feathers leading away as well as a bloody hand print on the door. This makes her really concerned when she sees it.[/i]
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"Someone didn't cook the chicken well enough," Treyman said as he noticed the trail of feathers. He Digistruction himself an AntiMatter rifle and started to walk, following the trail of feathers on the ground.
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"Those are from his wings there must of been a struggle."says Sylvie [i]she keeps following it until she sees he is being carried by one those brute and he is unconscious with a wound on his head the silver wings on his back hang limply as the slender pale skin man with long platinum blonde hair hangs as well.[/i] "Shit those bastards."says Sylvie
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[i]Treyman needed to be really careful with how he went about this shit - AntiMatter was as corrosive as it got, and one wrong shot could mean a swift death for both of the people there. He raised the gun and aimed it at the head of the brute, his hands swaying with the steps of the target as to account for his own personal movements. Down the scope he looked as he shifted the barrel to the left ever so slightly, so that the shot would hit the side of the head farthest from the person being carried and thus ensuring that there would be minimal collateral damage. Jack held his breath for a silent moment of clarity, before he pressed the trigger gently and the barrel kicked upwards with a shot of white. It soared through the air, slow enough to be seen but fast enough not to be heard by the brute until it was too late. It hit the side of his head, eating away at the yellowish flesh and making way for the brain as it corroded the skull in a matter of seconds and melted the shoulder of the brute with its droplets. He fell into a puddle of its own blood, leaving Sylvie's friend alive and on the ground in front of the now dead brute. "Let's move." [/i]
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"Okay"says Sylvie [i]she walks over to her friend is laying but she's afraid to move him as he looks pretty banged up.[/i] "I don't know how badly he is hurt but i dont think i should move him."says Sylvie
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"Does he have any bodily wounds?"
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"A really nasty gash on his head and im not sure if his wings are broken."says Sylvie [i]she gently moves one and the on the grown whimpers in protest. She lets go off his wing and sighs.[/i]
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"Do you think NTR combat medics can patch his wounds up? If they can get him to a Bacta Tank back on my ship, chances are he'll be set."
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"Maybe but we need to set his wing in the mean time though so there's no more movement in it cause he uses them to fly and i dont know how badly his wings are."says Sylvie
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"That's your job then, I'll keep guard."
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"Okay then i gotta find a stick."says Sylvie [i]she looks around until she finds two and uses them to bind his wing. He whimpers when she does so. [/i]
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"A classic splint, good call."
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"Yeah thanks no we got to move him."says Sylvie [i]she gently starts to lift him up to his feet and he just groaned when she moves him. He was a lot shorter than her only being six foot tall. [/i]
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"Are you sure you wouldn't like the soldiers to do that? My men are all around here, we have field medics."
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"He is pretty light but yeah they probably should though."says Sylvie
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[i]Jack beckoned over a squadron of his troops to come by, where they took him off Sylvie's hands. They quickly brought him to a transport ship and put him in a Bacta tank, where his wounds started to heal. [/i]
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"Thanks for helping him. I really hate those aliens i hope that didn't try to break into anywhere esle. "Says Sylvie
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"They undoubtedly did, but a bullet seems to be stronger than them."
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"Although i have feeling that they would be stupid enough to piss one of the hayes sisters off."says Sylvie [i]just like that in the distance is a loud roar of a dragon then followed by loud screams. Sylvie head turns in that direction and she chuckles. [/i] "Well looks like they are that stupid. Wanna see if she needs help?"says Sylvie
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"Sure, lead the way miss...?"
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"This gonna be interesting to see"says Sylvie [i]she starts walking in the direction of the commotion when they get there. They can see a dark blue dragon standing outside of a house with several brutes scattered every which way some injured and some trying to run away. She had one pinned underneath of her in her sharp claws it was screaming in pain. She quickly kills it by biting its head then a loud crunch is heard as she bites down on its skull. She sees Sylvie and lets go off the now dead brute.[/i] "Oh hi Sylvie can't talk little busy killing these guys."says leyla
