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 Posted: Wed Jun 16, 2010 2:42 pm
Just before Zed came into the shack, Koko had smirked down at Jackal, not letting the blade cut into his flesh even when he moved. Her face looked rather sadistic & she lowered her voice to a near whisper,
"Nah, I wouldn't let ya die that quickly. Afterall, where's the fun in that?"
Once the pilot entered she watched him carefully, moving out of the way as he swung the butt of the magnum at the raider. She didn't release the man though, nor take the blade away from his throat - just in case the blow hadn't been enough to knock him out.
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Posted: Wed Jun 16, 2010 2:57 pm
Jackal fell onto his side once more, spitting a large wad of blood out as he hit the floor, his eyes became unfocused, and his head span, but he was still conscious.
When he spoke it came out in a slight slur: "Pfft, wha' wassat? Gunna hafta' hit me 'lot harder than tha' ya' p***y..."A small smirk played across his bloody lips as his head hit the floor...
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Posted: Wed Jun 16, 2010 3:12 pm
Zed dropped the nudged jackal with his foot, checking to see if his head hitting the floor had knocked him unconscious, that it had.
He turned his attention to Koko.
"You alright Koko? you look pretty beat up... I guess you aint gunna let that guy off easy..."
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Posted: Thu Jun 17, 2010 2:14 pm
Koko slowly stood up, glaring down at the now unconcious raider. Her eyes had a steely edge to them, as did her voice,
"I have a lot of plans for this b*****d. We need to get him of the Aiolos, now."
She placed her small knife back inside the hidden section of her boot, before turning back to Zed, her face deadpan. The pain in her shoulder & torso was now becoming an issue, she really needed a shower & she was no doubt bruised in a lot of places. She felt shattered & the after-effects of adrenaline was making her rather short-fused.
"You sort the raider, I'm taking the bike onto the ship. Then I'm having a shower."
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Posted: Thu Jun 17, 2010 2:43 pm
"I don't want him in my ship..."
Zed sighed then gathered some cable, tied Jackal up then dragged him out of the shack and over to the ship.
I suppose I could shove him in one of the Aiolos' cryo pods... or the cargo bay... whatever comes first really...
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Posted: Thu Jun 17, 2010 2:58 pm
Koko gave Zed a piercing look (one of those 'if looks could kill' moments) before heading over to the motorbike & running a hand over it. She sighed, knowing she'd probably have a fair bit of work ahead of her where this vehicle was concerned. Tucking a bit of hair behind her ear she took hold of the handlebars & began to wheel the bike onto the Aiolos, taking it up to the cargo bay. Her gait was becoming weaker & more inconsistent as the pain seeped into her system. Using her speed abilities so many times without rest had taken it's toll, especially with the added injuries she'd sustained. She was so tired....
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Posted: Fri Jun 18, 2010 12:02 pm
John coughed, bringing up blood from where sand had scratched his lungs when he had fallen. He groaned loudly, being cut off by a wave of vomit. John looked around, the last thing he remembered was lying face down in the sand. He crawled slowly towards the med-bay of the ship. John groaned with every move of his leg, fighting back the urge to bring up vomit each time.
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Posted: Fri Jun 18, 2010 12:44 pm
Thane frowned slightly as the two started fighting. "C-Could you please stop fighting?....please?" He spoke quietly, scared that they might start on him instead. He reached the doorway first and peaked through, shining the torch into the room. "That's pretty dark....."
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SCF_Pinstripes Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Jun 18, 2010 12:50 pm
Zed dragged Jackal into the cargo bay and tied him to the thick cable that held the large magnet.
Hmm... I gotta find that damn poncho... Wait, WHAT THE HELL?
Zed pointed his finger, a look of pure rage apon his face. The puddle of vomit on the floor of his ship was seen as some kind of insult to his very being. He stomped up towards the med-bay finding John crawling around.
"John, we need to talk about this vomiting business..."
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Posted: Fri Jun 18, 2010 1:02 pm
Koko raised an eyebrow when she heard Zed's outburst & watched him stomp off, out of the cargo bay. She sighed & shook her head, then glanced over at the raider, wondering for a moment how long it would take him to wake up.
Ah, whatever... I'm sure he'll be in one piece when I get back.
Dragging her feet slightly as she walked, the mercenary headed for the crew's quarters, tossing her newly acquired rifle in the corner once she got there. After quickly removing her shirt she inspected it before sighing,
"Great, covered in muck.... at least it ain't damaged I guess..."
With her shirt over one shoulder, Koko walked through the ship, heading to the room with the washing machine (which luckily she'd fixed).
I should probably put all my stuff in the wash.... I'm sure no-one'll notice me when I head to the shower.... good thing it ain't cold in 'ere.
(Btw Smule, absolutely genius post XD lol)
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Posted: Fri Jun 18, 2010 1:20 pm
John continued to crawl toward the med-bay, hearing voice. He shook his head clear, still crawling towards the door. John grunted loudly with each step, feeling his leg burn in pain, his head burn with fever. "Must... reach.... Med-bay..." John reached for the door, slowly getting a grab on the handle and pulling down. The door opened and John pulled himself inside, groaning with effort.
Hearing Zed's voice, John turned to him. His face pale and dripping with cold sweat. "Zed.... You've gotta help me... My leg is infected."
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Posted: Fri Jun 18, 2010 1:30 pm
Zed watched for a moment then shrugged and pressed a button on the wall that made the floor clean again.
I don't even know how this works, but it makes stuff clean.
He still wondered where he'd left his poncho. It was in the shower room.
"The antiseptic stuff is in the med-bay... It should be on the bed cause no-one puts anything away..."
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Posted: Fri Jun 18, 2010 1:41 pm
John throw Zed a look. "I need some Help getting onto the table in the med-bay. Plus my leg is too far gone for bog standard anti-biotics."
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Posted: Fri Jun 18, 2010 1:53 pm
Before reaching the washing room, Koko caught the sounds of voices & raised an eyebrow, wondering who else could be on the Aiolos. She pondered this for a moment, before remembering the soldier she'd helped earlier.
Oh yeah.... oops, I guess I should've sorted him first?
Scratching the back of her head slightly, the mercenary looked in the direction of the wash room, then back towards the voices.
Sighing heavily she strode towards the other people, spotting them once she neared the medical bay. She placed one hand on her hip & gave Zed a withering look.
"Honestly! Are ya just gunna let the guy crawl all over the Aiolos? Or are ya gunna help him?"
Shrugging her shirt off her shoulder - since it would be in the way otherwise - Koko approached the downed soldier & knelt next to him.
"Come on, I'll help ya, since the captain is otherwise incapable."
Without waiting for his reply she wrapped one arm round the man & lifted him up, taking most of his weight quite easily. Now she remembered the slight gunshot wound in her shoulder,
"Oh yeah, guess I'd better get myself sorted too eh?"
Now she began helping the soldier towards the medical bay, noting how bad his leg was. She'd have to sort that, otherwise the guy would be in serious trouble.
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Posted: Fri Jun 18, 2010 1:59 pm
Zed blinked and thought better than to question Koko's lack of a shirt.
"I'm not incapable, I'm just... uhh..."
He zoned out, looking blankly at the ceiling.
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