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5/21/2016 3:15:23 PM
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"Who... are you..?"
[i]"She's human alright... by the Emperor, she's a living saint!"[/i]
Said one of the Scions.
[u]"What's a living saint doing here..?"[/u]
[i]"Hell, what are we doing here?"[/i]
[u]"Fair, I guess."[/u]
She attempted to move, but couldn't. It seemed she had more internal injuries.
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"I am Bracheous Beranteus of the White Scars, an Astares. These are the Scions that I have found, all of us are with the Imperium of Man. Who would you be?" [i][b]The Astares responded, a look of curiosity filling the face under the helmet. [/b][/i]
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"Imperium..." [i]"she is in a very bad condition. We need to move her."[/i] "Saint... Saint Agnes..."
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"Scions, do you have anyone with medical training?" [i][b]Bracheous asked the force of men, before he threw his left hand under the woman's knees and his right hand under her head. He put his Chainsword and Bolter in his arms, using a lot of excellent balance to keep them up and not harm the woman. And with that, he started towards the base. [/b][/i]
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She was very tall and very heavy, hoisting her up was difficult. But since she wasn't using any of her strength, it was slightly easier to lift her, but still quite demanding. [i]"We don't have a medic with us at the moment. Most of them are out on patrol, or back to base."[/i]
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"Then we'll carry her back." [i][b]Bracheous said, a gust of air escaping his lips as he tried to lift her. The task of doing it wasn't easy, but the strength he did have would need to get the job done. He started walking towards the Scions base, the woman and his weapons in his arms. [/b][/i]
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The Ultramarines caught up to them as they approached the trenches of the Tempestus position, large amounts of turrets could be seen in the area.
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"Where are the medics?" [b][i]Bracheous asked the Scions, feeling the weight of the woman starting to take a toll on him. He needed to get the woman some hp, else she'd die, and his moral code dictates he must help all men or women that he can. [/i][/b]
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A group of medics came out of the barracks, rushing towards them. After a quick analysis, they reached a diagnosis. [u]"she has several bone fractures, including in her wings. No internal bleeding... some strained muscles, ribs have also been broken but haven't punctured the lungs."[/u]
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"Thank the emperor. Doesn't sound like she'll die, so where should we let her rest until she's fine?"
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[u]"Probably the Barracks."[/u] [spoiler]you can continue on the next post I'll make, it'll be a recap of sorts.[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Okay. [/spoiler]
