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2/7/2016 7:23:50 AM
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Spectre put four massive jabs into Thomas's side, making a rib crack and crumble into nothingness. With the shortage of breath, Spectre shoved Thomas off and punched him in the jaw, the jaw line breaking. Spectre wiped the blood from his face and spit down onto the floor, smiling.
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[b]Thomas wasn't done yet, grabbing Spectre's jaw, he twisted, and then pulled and squeezed, cracking and disclosing it as he then slammed both his fists into Spectre's temples, effectively stunning him, his hearing beginning to ring and his sight blurring from the dual blow[/b]
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He shook his head, adrenaline began to pump as Spectre's vision and hearing both came back. He punched Thomas square in the nose, going underneath and picking him up over his back. He jumped and fell backwards, hitting the ground with painful cracks and scrapes. Thomas felt his backbone crack and bend. He lost feeling in his waist down, and having a shortage of breath. The pain was enough to make him see tunnel vision. Spectre stood, smiling down at his opponent as he stepped away, a safety barrier. "Relax. I know a good doctor that can get you fixed up." His speech was slurred, but audible.
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[b]Thomas tried to move, managing to flip himself around, and trip Spectre with his arm He slugged him once he was close enough[/b] [i]"Bastard"[/i]
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He shook off the punch, smiling. "It was a good fight, but now we need to talk about that resistance I was going to tell you about." He smiled, teeth bloody. His face was starting to turn into a polka-dot mess with bruises and injuries.
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[spoiler]lelelel Face shots, gotta love em[/spoiler] [b]He growled[/b] [i]"Getting hired by the people who just tried to murder me? Heh"[/i]
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He chuckles in return, spitting some blood away as the crowd exchanged money. "I didn't try to kill you, if I did, you'd be dead." He sits down, staring at Thomas. "The Rebellion could use someone like you. Whether for training or ops, you'd be useful."
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[i]"If it means a rematch Next time, I won't be so reserved, or sober"[/i]
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"Next time, I might try something a little more..." He thinks for a moment. "...technique based. I just kinda went at it with you." He chuckles. "Anyways, let's get you up and moving." He nodded at one man, and around thirty began to act, motioning people out of the door. A team of four men came in with a stretcher. Three of them moved you onto it and carried you towards the ship. The fourth stayed behind to look at Spectre.
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[b]Spectre's jaw was shattered, and several bones fractured as well[/b]
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As the medics set Thomas down on the medical bed, one injected him with a needle. His vision started to blur. Spectre was helped into the transport by the other doctor. "Relax, these guys will take care of you." Thomas fell asleep from what was likely anythesia.
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[spoiler]dick move, lol[/spoiler] [b]Possible end?[/b]
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[spoiler]Lol sorry, I need sleep[/spoiler] Or is it? *X-Files theme plays*
