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 Posted: Tue Dec 30, 2008 6:36 pm
Anatoly sighed. "I lost it. Again. Joy Buzzer, this time. Wilde put me in a headlock and Z in an armbar and threatened us - after nearly getting us killed when we could've gotten in and out without ever having been suspected. I readied a dual full-charge and unloaded on him twice, and I just... I can't believe I lost it so fast. Damn it!"
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Posted: Tue Dec 30, 2008 6:39 pm
Rufus looked at Z. "Who are you, again?"
Not waiting for an answer, he turned to Anatoly. "Kid, this is the second time this has happened. You and I are going to have a little sit-down with Stark and have a real talk. This...can't go on."
He called the vines away from Anatoly and held a hand out for him.
((Gotta log. Damn little sister. Back on later, most likely.))
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Posted: Tue Dec 30, 2008 6:42 pm
Anatoly stood up on his own. "No. It can't go on." Without another word, he got into the back of the van and quietly brooded.
((I'll walk mah pup while you're gone, Joe. xd ))
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Posted: Tue Dec 30, 2008 6:43 pm
Z was taken aback. "I'm Z. The only one around here who isn't crazy, stupid, a douchebag or some combination therein. Nice to meet you." Z said clearly offended.
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Posted: Tue Dec 30, 2008 6:46 pm
Mike watched everyone and walked over to the van figuring it was fine to move now since no one seemed to care anymore. He found it funny that Z was taking the side of a man who'd abandoned him on a mission and attacked him afterwards, but he figured that if that was Z's choice it didn't really matter to him anyways. He looked over Wilde's wounds quickly thinking about if he had anything to help with him. He had been through enough fights to help fix up a couple of bad cuts and such, granted nothing this bad, but he usually had some type of supplies with him. He searched through his bag that he grabbed from the van and pulled out a couple bottles of peroxide along with band-aids and a thread and needle. He left one of the bottles by Anatoly along with some of the thread and a couple of bandaids. He started looking over Wilde. "Want my help, or would you rather wait until we get back and you can just use a couple of mystickers to heal?" he asked completely serious, but thinking it funny that Wilde couldn't really respond verbally. He found it a vast improvement.
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Posted: Tue Dec 30, 2008 6:48 pm
Anatoly stared off into space, not even registering Mike moving around him.
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Posted: Tue Dec 30, 2008 6:56 pm
Z got in the van feeling ashamed of every person around him.
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Posted: Tue Dec 30, 2008 7:02 pm
((I love how everyone in the Guardians is all huggy and friendly and Blazer Black is completely dysfunctional. It's just like a sit-com.))
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Posted: Tue Dec 30, 2008 7:10 pm
((Well, keep in mind Anatoly's whole start involved him losing his teaching credential for hospitalizing a kid. This wasn't exactly the best starting point. razz ))
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Posted: Tue Dec 30, 2008 7:12 pm
((Yeah, but I would defend that Blazer Black would take the Guardians, as of now.))
Rufus looked at Anatoly, then turned and went to Wilde. He tore off the Beast Mysticker, and Wilde let out a muffled cry as he went back to normal.
Rufus kept him wrapped up as he carried him to the van. He threw him in the back and got in the driver's seat.
"We're all going to see Stark," he declared as he began to drive.
((Looks like I have to log for tonight. Later guys.))
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Posted: Tue Dec 30, 2008 7:15 pm
((Except it's a sit-com, so they'd be dysfunctional at each other and the Guardians would just prance in and do whatever they wanted while Anatoly raped Wilde in the butt and such.))
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Posted: Tue Dec 30, 2008 7:21 pm
((Joe, WILDE HAS A PUNCTURE IN HIS THROAT. Someone should DO SOMETHING ABOUT IT before he bleeds out and/or asphyxiates.))
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Posted: Tue Dec 30, 2008 7:32 pm
((Mike's already offered, he's just waiting for Wilde to agree to his help.))
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Posted: Tue Dec 30, 2008 7:58 pm
((Wait for Joe, wait for Joe... *Hums*))
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Posted: Wed Dec 31, 2008 11:58 am
((I totally said that I was logging!
And I already know that, he'll be fine. He's a big boy.))
Wilde let out a wet cough as they were driving. Rufus glanced over his shoulder, then passed a Sticker to Mike.
"Jam that on his neck-hole, wouldja?"
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