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Tac slowly walked over to Sent as he fell to the ground. Tac's face had three rather nasty claw marks running down it diagonally and he was clutching his stomach, likely bleeding pretty bad. A foot came to rest on Sent's head, forcing it into the ground as Tac pressed a rather oversized orange pistol to his temple, "Have we learned respect yet?" Sent tried to cough up blood, but the boot on his head and some internal bleeding was making it quite painful and difficult. All of his feathers were either burned away or singed pretty badly. Open wounds were evident where two of the alignment axis beams had hit, they had begun to fester and were bleeding profusely. A razor sharp clawed hand grabbed Tac's leg weakly, "Get. Off." Tac shrugged, "Guess thats a no." A shot rang out from the weapon as Sent jerked violently.

Tac shook his head, "Of course the b*****d isn't dead. Should be for what he said though." He kicked him, "Get your lazy a** off the ground." Sent groaned and rubbed his temple, "A blank? I THOUGHT YOU SHOT ME YOU b*****d!" Tac shrugged, then winced in pain, "Yeah, that was the point. You going to show a little respect now?" Sent slowly got up, still rubbing his temple, looking to each in turn, "

Sent squirmed and tried poushing her away, "Owowowowowow OW! Please...just a moment. DAMN OW! ********>" Tac chuckled to himself again before stumbling and falling to the ground, "Ok...so maybe it is that bad." He brought a hand up from his stomach, it was covered in a green and orange fluid that seemed much like blood. His face twisted in pain for a moment as the wounds began to heal. Tac's form of natural healing is a b***h at times, his body reverses certain elements in the time stream to cause his wounds to never have happened, but it means he gets to experience them again, and bleed that much more. His face contorted and he writhed on the ground in a pool of his own temporal blood, "FUUUUUUUCK." Sent snickered, "Haven't heard anyone scream ******** that loudly in at least a week. Course I highly doubt it means the same."

((red blood=first time around, green/orange=reverse time healing bleeding again))

While Tac was writhing on the ground in pain Sent hugged his little slave tightly, leaning in to give her a quick kiss, "Like you, or anyone, could ever kill the awesomeness that is me." Tac still just kept screaming and making a ruccus, "GOD DAMN MOTHER ******** HELL." Sent shrugged, "If you want to help him, so be it. I'd prefer you didn't put yourself in harms way, but then again, you have free will. I'd really rather not see you get hurt. I mean, who would I ******** if you died?"

Tac went limp and started twitching slightly as Sent laughed heartily, "All too true. Never come across any Aven female that was anywhere near you in flexibility. After you...I don't think I'd ever want another...you're just too good of a ********>" Tac groaned and pulled himself off the ground, "Great...I look like...a big...orange and green....thing."

Tac nodded, "I think so...feel like I've been through a thresher....backwards. Really wierd feeling actually. Hard to describe what it feels like to have your face clawed in reverse." Sent chuckled, "He's a freak. Its nothing but the truth my dear. As for the others, I wouldn't let them within twenty miles of you."

Sent almost seemed to ignore Mystina's thanks, but a slight smirk and a firm, yet gentle hand on her waist said all that was needed. Sent, regardless of how foolish he looked, appearing much like a burnt turkey on Thanksgiving, he stood regally and addressed Tac, "Avatar of The Father, Ageless Sentinel reporting for duties after an injury induced sabaticle. What is Your Will?" Tac made a dismissing gesture with his hand, "I told you before, stop being so god damned formal. What I need right now is to find a way to be more offensive." Sent snickered, "Sir, you're offensive enough." Tac glared at him, "You know what I meant god dammit."