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originally posted in:The New Dojo
10/28/2017 8:36:32 PM
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[i]The knives landed all along his chest and crumpled to his feet, and JT would account for lead before firing off the other five shots. [/i]
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The woman knew she wasn't going to win easily. She pulled a smoke grenade from her belt, and threw it. She shot a few shots from the lower barrel of her rifle.
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[i]The smoke obscured regular vision, but the thermal based technology of the augment kept a line of sight on her. [/i] [spoiler]You want to ignore the shots I sent her way, yeah? Fine, we can both do that. [/spoiler]
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[spoiler]I'm sorry.[/spoiler] While trying to hide, tge woman tripped over a stone, and wasn't quick enough to react to it.
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[i]JT reacted, bolstering his revolver and pulling a second from his other holster. He slipped his finger through Grimace's trigger protector and pulled it twice, aiming for her kneecaps. [/i] [spoiler]All good. [/spoiler]
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Both shots hit their mark. She struggled to return to her feet. She leaned on the staff, trying to use it for support to rise to her feet.
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[i]JT approached, kicking the bottom of the staff over to try and put the woman back on her knees. "And you thought that was a good idea? Really? Fight the only guy in the Dojo to be a Lieutenant and wear a piece of another one as a trophy for being part of his group? [b]Really?[/b]"[/i]
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[spoiler]Which is why I don't pvp much.[/spoiler] The woman was still on her knees. The only spearhead left retracted. She tried to swing the staff back around to knock him down.
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[spoiler]You're just inexperienced is all, I used to be the same way. Find someone to train your character and you'll gradually get better. [/spoiler] [i]JT grabbed the staff and yanked it from her hand, before quickly pushing her onto the ground. [/i]
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She struggled and tried to get up again.
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[i]JT kicked her to the ground and grabbed his lasso. He tied her ankles together and her knees, then her wrists behind her back. [/i]
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She tried to wriggle away from him.
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[i]JT picked her up and threw her over his shoulder. "Alright, where am I bringin' ya? Prison? Food place?" [/i]
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She didn't say a word. She struggled against is grip.
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[i]JT dropped her to the floor and pulled out a hunting knife, putting it beside her face. "Alright bîtch my patience is runnin' out, speak." [/i]
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She kept her mouth shut.
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[i]JT put the tip of the knife into one of her nostrils and jerked it to the right, cutting the side of her nose. "Answer me bîtch!" [/i]
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She wss silent. The nostril was healing back really fast. Her skin changed to violet.
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[i]JT would respond by punching her. And again. And again. And again. [/i]
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She endured. She was still silent.
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[i]Which prompted JT to drag her to his car and toss her in the trunk. [/i]
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She beat in the bottom of the trunk.
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[i]JT drove for hours, before the car stopped. Another few would pass before he opened the trunk, sitting in front of his old clinic. [/i]
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She struggled against the rope.
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[i]JT pulled her out and dragged her to the clinic, laying her on the bed of an augmentation chamber. He tied her down to the bed, grabbed an anaesthetic mask, and planted it on top of her mouth. [/i]
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She passed out.
