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originally posted in:The New Dojo
11/29/2017 11:27:49 AM
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"No problem. In any case, I know what losing your arm feels like. I'll help you out. Where are the medical supplies?"
Dale began searching for them methodically, the man popping out of the portal not interrupting his rock solid focus upon his tasks.
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[i]The man flips a switch to turn on the lights.[/i] “Uhh, there’s a compartment right under your feet. Should be a small handle, just pull it up, supplies are underneath.” [i]He says, he talked with shakiness in his voice.[/i]
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[i]Dale found the supplies, and got them out. He didn't really know anything about first aid, but he knew at least he had to stop the bleeding. He quickly pulled the bandages, and walked near the man, wrapping the white cloth over the massive wound.[/i] "Your pain will be great. Hold still."
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“God damn, it hurts so badly. But at least I’m alive, I’ll just build a new arm.” [i]The man grunted in pain.[/i] “I just can’t believe how someone found the signal. It’s tough to get it through with a makeshift radio that barely works.”
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"You're lucky that it was me. Don't know how many others can find you all the way out here." Dale had wrapped the bandage repeatedly around the stump, going under the armpit of the remaining arm, over the stump and repeating. It provided a more sturdy job at the cost of using more bandage, and covering half the chest. "Don't mess with witchcraft."
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“Or don’t get thrown in by two crazy jackasses.” [i]He said a bit sarcastically.[/i] “I didn’t chose to go to that place. I was thrown into a portal that took me there. I decided to mess with the wrong people and they just thought I’d die there.”
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"Well you didn't." Dale finished up the wrap, and returned the supplies from where he got them. As he began looking for band aids to cover the less serious wounds, he began speaking again. "I'd love to help you out more, but the people you are messing with sound dangerous, and not someone I'd want on my back because I saved you."
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“That’s fine, I’ll chase them down when I get an arm. The two are just backstabbers, decided to clock me in the back of the head with a hammer. Turns out they were part of this organization, and wanted me to build weapons. I escaped, got caught, and thrown into hell. Now I’m back.” [i]He states quickly, he seems to dislike talking about what happened before.[/i]
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"Back with a vengeance, huh? Well don't get too blind sighted with rage. It'll only lead you to bad, bad choices." Finding the box of band aids Dale was looking for, he quickly began placing them on the injured man. "Hopefully I see you again, in better shape."
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“Honestly, I don’t even want to go after them. But word will get out somehow, someone will spot me and they’ll be back.” [i]He said, flipping a switch that opened up a large door on the side.[/i] “Seriously though, thank you, I owe you big time for this.”
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"Damn right you do. Swing on down to the Good Knight's Night once you're clean of criminal's on your back for a good rest." He stuck out his hand with a small smile. The hand was actually quite large, similar to his frame, and was extremely rough. "You already got my name... So?"
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“Marius, but usually people call me Mute.” [i]He says as heads over to a fridge for some water.[/i] “I’ll pay you back when I rebuild my arm, revenge can wait. It can wait.”
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"Well Mute, I hope it's worth what you owe me. I'm sure anyone who can survive in helł can scrounge up some stuff." Dale rested the axe against his shoulder, tapping the blade on his collar bone, almost impatiently. "You can find me at the Good Knight's Night once you have something to show me."
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“I’m an engineer for -blam!-s sake, I’ll build you something amazing. Hell, I built this ship and everything in it, who knows, maybe I’ll build you a cool ship. Or a weapon that’s really cool, well, to my standards at least. Anyways, I’ll see you at Good Knight’s once I have everything, now, if you’ll excuse me, I haven’t gotten enough sleep in weeks, and I feel like I’m about to pass out.” [i]Mute says as he starts clearing up some of the crap on the floor.[/i] “Jesus this place is a mess. But that robot arm might be a blessing in disguise.”
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"Then I'll leave you to it, Mute. Again, I'd help you more, but I can't afford my family being caught up in this. Good luck with... Whatever it is. And just remember, stopping down to their level does not make you equal if they tried to murder you." With a wave, he turned to exit, seemingly content with Mute's ability to keep himself alive. "Though... Keep safe. Revenge will only work if you are alive and well."
