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Post by Orcus on his Throne on Aug 6, 2018 2:16:16 GMT
The massive beast pushed itself to its feet, blood dripping profusely from its wounded shoulder. It struggled to stand up completely from its prostrated position, the joint having been damaged by both the gunfire and the impact with the ground. The creature glanced about at the chaos that was unfolding. Perhaps it could use this opportunity to slink away into the shadows and recuperate...
In a flash of light and a burst of mist, the creature disappeared, before reappearing in a nearby alley, where it laid low to avoid detection....
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Post by KayKay on Aug 6, 2018 9:19:10 GMT
Klar clenched her jaw as she rose shakily to her feet, resting her full body weight on her good leg. "Bitch will be heading for her boat at the docks. She'll be going back to London."
She winced as she stumbled towards the staircase, where her rifle still laid. "How serious are you about going after that bitch?"
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As Zhu dove inside to start the engines of the boat, Marvulli began to unravel the rope that tied the boat to the dock as fast as he could, looking over his shoulder every couple of seconds.
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Post by Stage on Aug 6, 2018 11:08:03 GMT
The young man shrugged carelessly. "Bitch left me to die and I sure ain't sticking round here."
"Why, got another dumb idea?" the filthy adolescent asked leeringly, jostling his side-sword idly.
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Post by KayKay on Aug 6, 2018 12:59:46 GMT
"I'm thinking we take a boat for ourselves," Klar answered simply, leaning against the railing with her shoulder. The worst of the pain was starting to ebb away, though her leg still felt weak. "Follow the bitch to London. You have second thoughts and we can part ways there."
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Post by Stage on Aug 6, 2018 13:15:10 GMT
"Beats staying here," Troc smirked. Then a nastier smile split his face. "Besides, I know where the harbormaster keeps his records. All the drunkest sailors too. We can pick ourselves a keel that won't look out of place being docked in the middle of the night and left."
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Post by KayKay on Sept 13, 2018 14:57:13 GMT
Klar steadied the rifle in her hands. "Sounds like a plan," she said. "I'll watch your back, in case those things are still running around."
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Post by Stage on Sept 14, 2018 6:18:04 GMT
"Fine," Troc grumbled. "But you better not imitate your boss! I got enough bitches on my hit list."
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