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originally posted in:The New Dojo
Edited by A Stormy Dio:
8/26/2017 3:51:55 AM
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It would have severed straight through the armor and stuck onto the top of his head.
"You little..." he yelled, pulling out an M-300 Claymore shotgun and fired at straight at Cannon.
It would've decimated any shields he had on him. Or armor, depending.
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"Osik-!" The blast launched him through the wall where he dissapeared in a cloud of fust formed by the crumbled structure. There was a low moan from the pile of rubble.
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She ran over to Cannon as fast he could, the Krogan waving its arms in victory. "Um...Cannon...are you alright?" She asks...the answer pretty obvious based on him being hurled through a wall via shotgun.
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He slowly sat up. His armor was, thankfully, made of Mandalorian Beskar Iron, which was near indestructable. That didn't mean he wasn't suffering though, he had a couple busted ribs and what felt like a collapsed lung. He was also pissed. "That...*cough* That the best you got, shorty? I've met Salarians that hit harder than that!" He insulted the Krogan as he stood. He armed another wrist rocket.
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"You mother of..." the Krogan yelled, charging at both of them once more, switching back to his Warhammer and glowing blue. Vel tackled Cannon out of the way as the fight was taken to the outside, the torrent of blue energy ripping through where the once were.
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"Ow!" He grunted as she knocked him out of the way. [spoiler]Sorry for the wait...[/spoiler]
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"Well, I'm sorry. Don't exactly want to go ahead and end up getting you sliced in half!" Vel had yelled out, the sound of crunching glass getting closer and closer to the two. [spoiler]It's no biggie. What happened to your primary account?[/spoiler]
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"Yeah... Guess I owe ya one..." Cannon sounded out of breath as he reached into his belt pouches for another weapon... A grenade.
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The sound of crunching was being heard getting closer and closer to them. "Come out, come out wherever you are..." the Krogan was heard mumbling. While Cannon was grabbing the grenade, Vel placed one of her WESTARs in the Mandalorian's other hand, rolling off him.
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Cannon gripped the Westar, took a deep and painful breath, then rolled to his feet and opened fire, aiming at the Krogan's eyes.
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The Krogan covered his newly minted hole with his hands, allowing an opening for the two to fire like there was no tomorrow.
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Cannon fired repetedly, prepping the grenade. He slowly approached the Krogan, wanting to make it count.
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Vel helped him fire it, as the Krogan lost his armor, leaving him with just skin. This should be easy to finish...
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Cannon cooked the grenade for a second, then chucked it at the Krogan's face.
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Well...the Krogan certainly wasn't gonna get any girls for a while. He staggered further back, blindly firing his shotgun before throwing some Blue ball of energy toward the two.
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Cannon shoved his team mate out of the way of it, quickly moving himself as well.
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The blast flipped a nearby bench, but the Krogan fell dead soon afterwards, leaving the two of them there with a very weird type of situation...
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Cannon rolled off of her, lying on his back with a wheeze and a groan. "Ok... Pretty sure I broke something." He coughed a couple times.
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"Agh...I think you almost broke my spine with your body." Vel had told Cannon, rolling to her front in pain from her back.
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"Sorry vod..." Cannon sat up and removed his helmet, as it turned out... He was a spitting image of Jango Fett.
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It reminded her of clones she used to know...and work alongside at times. "Are you...a clone? You look exactly like Jango after." She comments on Cannon.
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He glanced at her, seeming to stiffen slightly at the word "clone". The only difference between him and Jango was a series of scars across the left side of his face. "Yeah... I am. Why? Have something against clones?" He was suddenly very guarded in his words, the friendly tone gone.
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"No...I worked with them. Was part of a squadron during the Clone Wars." She told him, standing up in front of Cannon.
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He refarded her curiosly for a second. "I was a Sergeant of a Republic Commando squad." He finally informed her, slowly rising. He winced as he did so, clutching his chest where the shotgun blast had hit him.
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Velinnea ran to him, applying medi-gel to him, which would've slowly began to reveal his wounds. "Yeah; I was part of the Republic; joined in the failed attack on Mustafar." She told him.
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"I heard about that fight. Wasn't there though, my team was deployed on Atrekan against tge guerrilla fighters there." Cannon stretched slightly.
