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 Posted: Fri Aug 13, 2010 12:34 pm
After a while of lying down & hearing the irritating beeping of the machine, Koko pushed herself into a sitting position & took the machine away from her neck. The wound had mostly closed up & she felt strong enough to move around. Swinging her legs over the side of the bed she looked around, the pain from before receeding. She turned her attention to Zed, a small smile on her face,
"Right, I think I'm alright. Sorry, I keep gettin' myself hurt huh?"
She put one hand behind her head, looking a bit sheepish, but then frowned, her hand falling back down to her side.
"Hmmm.... that's a point Zed, I need to go save that bike, it'll fall through the cargo bay hatch otherwise!"
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Posted: Sat Aug 14, 2010 2:17 pm
*Vance's eyes twitch and open slowly* "Whoa...where am I?" *Vance regains his memory* "********" *Vance looks up and see's the midget babbling about something possibly important.*
"Please stop talking to me, I really don't care." *The midget then proceeded to smack Vance repeatedly* "Huhh.." *Vance gave an unnerving smile.*
"You'll regret that."
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Posted: Sun Aug 15, 2010 2:00 pm
Zed had zoned out, he was left staring at a wall with furious intensity until Koko spoke to him.
"... Urm... yeah... I think it's still in there..."
The pilot shook his head from side to side and rubbed the makeshift bandages on his neck.
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Posted: Sun Aug 15, 2010 2:47 pm
Koko tilted her head as she looked at Zed, her gaze settling on the 'bandages' wrapped around his neck. In an instant she was next to him, all traces of weariness or weakness in her body forgotten as she realised he could be seriously wounded. Without speaking or giving him chance to argue, the mercenary forced the pilot down onto one of the medi-bay beds & reached for a blade to cut the duct tape away - she daren't peel it, in case any flesh was torn away.
After removing the tape she placed a bit of pressure onto the cloth at Zed's neck, feeling the familiar, warm sensation of blood on her hand. The wound obviously hadn't hit an artery, or the pilot would've bled out by now. Carefully, she lifted the cloth, finding multiple pucture wounds on Zed's neck. Placing the material back onto the wounds & keeping pressure on it with one hand, Koko looked around for the things she'd need. She could use the machine Zed had used on her, but why bother? She was perfectly capable of fixing these wounds since they hadn't hit his major veins, arteries or his windpipe. Stitching was going to be the best bet it seemed.
She hadn't spoken during this inspection & it didn't seem as though she was going to any time soon. Her flesh was splattered with blood, covering her neck mostly - since she was only wearing trousers & a bra, her clothing wasn't too badly affected. It gave her a bit of a creepy appearance, especially since she wasn't cheerful anymore.
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Posted: Sun Aug 15, 2010 3:30 pm
Zed blinked intently as Koko looked at his wounds.
"You're looking lovely today Koko."
He didn't even know if he was being sarcastic, he was still rather out-of-touch.
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Posted: Sun Aug 15, 2010 3:52 pm
"Ahh, you guys really have the drop on me. Don't ya." *The dwarfs began to laugh, Vance laughed along with them* "But what you may not know is that I've been sending out S.O.S radio signals on a high range transmitter" *The migits stopped laughing* "Also your tying are terrible." *Vance stands up and drops the rope that bound his wrists on the ground. He lets out a smile*
(Are we allowed to narrate other characters and what do we do to show them talking)
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Posted: Mon Aug 16, 2010 9:32 am
John had fallen asleep, snoring contently with his shotgun still in his arms.
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Posted: Mon Aug 23, 2010 10:13 am
It didn't even take 5 minutes for Koko to stitch Zed up. Since her own wound had been sorted, she moved much faster & more efficently, her hands blurring as she worked. When she finished winding a length of bandage round the pilot's neck the mercenary leant back & exhaled loudly.
"There.... that should do it...."
She eyed Zed for a moment, her stomach making that stange flipping sensation. She could tell he was still rather out-of-touch, so she ignored his previous comment. After another second she felt a pang of anguish & stood up suddenly, ruffling the pilot's hair.
"Right, I'm gunna go work on that bike for a bit.... you.. take care of yourself ok? Don't let the wounds reopen..."
With that she began to walk away, hands in her pockets; even though she was tired, she knew she wouldn't be able to sleep now - distraction was the best thing.
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Posted: Mon Aug 23, 2010 11:06 am
Zed watched Koko stand up and start to leave the room.
"thanks..."
He jumped to his feet and after Koko, he took her by the wrist and spun her around in the ship's main corridor before placing his other hand around her waist.
"I'm sure that can wait Koko..."
The pilot gazed into Koko's eyes then kissed her passionately.
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Posted: Mon Aug 23, 2010 11:38 am
Koko stood rooted to the spot, her eyes open wide. One of her wrists was still being gripped by the pilot & her other hand was resting against his chest. Her pulse raced & she trembled ever so slightly.
Why did he choose now of all times...? I'm covered in blood!
After a moment, the hand on his chest moved round to Zed's back & she stroked her fingers lightly down his spine. Now over her initial shock, she was responding to his kiss with vigor.
A little while longer & Koko pulled away, ignoring any protests the pilot might have had. She leaned up & whispered in his ear,
"Perhaps we should go somewhere more private? Get cleaned up too..."
Taking Zed's hand & smiling mischeviously, she walked in the direction of the shower room.
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Posted: Mon Aug 23, 2010 1:11 pm
Zed blinked for a moment then let Koko lead him to the shower room, a small grin appearing on his face.
The Aiolos hovered after Jackal's heat signature, as Zed had set it to follow him in orer to recapture him and take him back to Ares.
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Posted: Mon Aug 23, 2010 1:36 pm
Upon reaching the shower room door Koko spun round & draped her arms round Zed's neck. Her grin widened as she messed with the poncho material on his shoulders.
"That won't do..."
In an instant the pilot's poncho was gone, now hanging in the mercenary's hand. She eyed his bare chest for a moment, remembering the day she'd installed the rocket launcher on the Aiolos & breifly glanced him shirtless.
Opening the shower room door Koko stepped inside, grabbing Zed's arm & dragging him towards her.
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Posted: Tue Aug 24, 2010 9:59 am
Syuzanna looked up towards the ceiling, the crosses on his guns jangling as he stretched his hands up above his head as though he was reaching for something. "You could always ask him," He spoke with passion in his voice, this was the first time he spoke seriously since Demitri had joined them.
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Posted: Tue Aug 24, 2010 3:52 pm
Thane looked confused.
"Ask who?"
He shook his head, looked at Demitri and then pulled out a wallet from his bag. He opened the wallet, which seemed to hold more pictures of people than it did money. There were four pictures that were kept in a different compartment to the others. Thane pulled out one of a younger version of himself and a taller light-brown haired man who looked quite a bit older than the Thane in the picture and handed it to Demitri.
"He was....is my mentor."
He smiled sadly.
"I just wanna know he's okay..."
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SCF_Pinstripes Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Aug 25, 2010 11:52 am
"Alrighty then lad, we best be lookin'" Dimitri said, smiling slightly. "Hey, i'm sure he's fine. Are ya' sure he's in 'ere?" he asked. A wisp of dark hair blew in front of his face somehow, and he blew back, crossing his eyes to watch it drift back into place with the rest of his jet hair. He then rolled his sleeves up and slapped his hands together, awaiting for orders where to start.
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