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 Posted: Sat Mar 26, 2011 12:43 pm
"ACK! ATTACK DOVES!"
Billy's startled reaction to the knock from out of nowhere is heard from behind the closed door!
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Posted: Sat Mar 26, 2011 12:44 pm
"Sit. Sit sit sit." Wallace took Hartley by the arms and steered him over to the bed, "What were you thinking?"
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Posted: Sat Mar 26, 2011 12:45 pm
"Uh...I can come back later?"
Teddy decided that Billy must be in the middle of studying, and he'd catch him before he left tomorrow.
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Posted: Sat Mar 26, 2011 12:46 pm
"That I don't wanna flunk out and have to go home..."
Hartley sat on the bed and winced in pain.
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Posted: Sat Mar 26, 2011 12:47 pm
His dorm room door flew open and Billy jumped out...
"HIT THE DIRT!"
Billy tackled Teddy as a flock of angry doves flew out and about in a swarm!
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Posted: Sat Mar 26, 2011 12:47 pm
"Like I'd let that happen. So what'd they do to you? Beat you up?" Wallace started to remove Hartley's gloves, his palm smeared with blood in the process. He froze, his eyes widening. "Where are you hurt?"
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Posted: Sat Mar 26, 2011 12:49 pm
Oof! Teddy slammed against the floor as Billy tackled him, and he winced as ...doves flew over his head. What the hell? He should have stayed in his room studying.
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Posted: Sat Mar 26, 2011 12:50 pm
Hartley pulled up his shirt, showing a messy work of blood smeared all over his chest. With his shirt held up in the light, a hole was clearly evident in the lower third.
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Posted: Sat Mar 26, 2011 12:52 pm
*Chris spotted a figure moving below...with a gun! Were those Checkmate guys back? They weren't taking over this time! He dived down and smashed into the figure. One down. Chris moved off him and found...Jean-Paul Valley?
Uh oh. What was he doing sneaking around with a gun?
BLAM!
A bullet bounced off Chris's shoulder armor. What the hell was going one?*
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Posted: Sat Mar 26, 2011 12:52 pm
"s**t! They shot you? Who the hell does s**t like that?" Wallace helped Hartley take the shirt off, "Is it still in there?"
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Posted: Sat Mar 26, 2011 12:54 pm
"Sorry."
Billy stood up and took Teddy's hand and pulled him up...or tried to rather.
"Self defense spell kinda got away from me. Oog, you're havy!"
**pulls**
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Posted: Sat Mar 26, 2011 12:55 pm
"Uh....yeah."
Hartley flopped a bit as the shirt was pulled off.
"That's Vigilante Club...it's full of some of the most antisocial crazies you'd ever see. I think they bring them here to keep them from going off onto the streets unsupervised..."
Yeah it was probable that Wallace didn't want a rundown of Vigilante Club, but Hartley's head was starting to spin.
"I think it was Tommy Monoghan that hit me, which is probably better than Wade Wilson or Jean-Paul Valley...those guys always aim for the head..."
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Posted: Sat Mar 26, 2011 12:55 pm
Teddy's hand gripped Billy's, and he pulled him down on top of him, giving him a hug. "You going home tomorrow?"
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Posted: Sat Mar 26, 2011 12:56 pm
Virg was stepping into the hall, when suddently... Attack doves! What? Attack doves! What?
Really?
What?
Instinct #1: Blow them up!
No.
He had tried that once and learned the hard way that birds don't actually poof into a neat fluff of feathers when exploded or turn into fried chicken when electrocuted.
They should, though. They really should.
Instinct #2: Let them fly around; point and laugh.
He will be going with #2.
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Posted: Sat Mar 26, 2011 12:58 pm
Things that went through Wallace's brain:
- Hartley is well built.
- Despite all my childhood years of playing nurse, I am not one.
- He's still bleeding.
- This is a school of crazy people.
- He needs to be healed, but probably can't go to the nurse.
- Can't I play nurse?
- No.
- Oh God don't die.
- s**t.
- Man he has nice arms.
"I'm going to go get Billy." Wallace darted out the doorway to find ... oh man, Billy was about to get some, and he'd have to interrupt.
"Hey, sorry Billy, but I need your help. Hartley was out, and there was some sort of drive by shooting in town. He needs to be healed ASAP. And you can't tell anyone. Gang warfare is dangerous, and if it gets around that someone survived a gang attack, he might become their target."
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