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Post by sloth on Apr 13, 2011 3:00:51 GMT -5
Michael smiled and laughed at the joke. He got what Michael was saying. Still, Michael let out a tired sigh. It took quite a bit to take that son of a bitch down.
Michael looked over at his friend, who was now resting on the ground. Then he heard voices. He looked over, seeing the reinforcements finally arrive. A young man walked up to him, and said, "Reinforcements here, sir!" Michael shook his head as he smacked the younger man upside the head.
"What the fuck took you so long!" Michael yelled, waving his still bloody dagger around.
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Post by Zeno on Apr 13, 2011 3:06:55 GMT -5
Zeno growled from his place on the ground as he glared at the kid, putting a cigarette in his mouth and lighting it. "Fucking rookies!" he growled out and raised his revolver, taking aim at the kid and pulling the trigger, hearing a click, while the young man flinched. "Ooh, you lucky bastard!"
"Michael, let us leave the cleaning up to the rookies. They need to do something, after all. And rookie, get this... er... thing... to Mike and Shaun. Let them poke around in it," Zeno ordered as he got to his feet, grunting. The young man, obviously scared out of his mind, nodded quickly, no doubt wanting to please Zeno before he had a chance to reload.
Zeno just grunted as he stalked off. "Alright, so I now have a bullet hole in me, busted lungs, and-" Zeno sneezed violently, before hissing from the pain in his lungs and bullet wound. "-allergies..."
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Post by sloth on Apr 13, 2011 3:15:44 GMT -5
Michael laughed tiredly as he followed his long-time friend, wincing a little bit. He thought he heard a rib crack. Not good.
"You know," Michael started, pulling out a cigarette. "I think that went rather well, don't you?"Michael placed the cigarette in his mouth, lighting it with his lighter. He offered a cigarette to Zeno.
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Post by Zeno on Apr 13, 2011 3:19:37 GMT -5
Zeno, who had lost his cigarette when he sneezed, gratefully took the offered cancer stick and lit it, taking a long drag. "Yeah, considering you could've killed me," he said with a chuckle. Right now, he just wanted to get healed up, get his augs replaced, then go to bed. He was dead tired...
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