by Brnin8r » Tue Oct 12, 2010 12:57 pm
Unheeding of orders, Wyatt hops from the semi and begins to jog as fast as his slightly overweight body could carry him, he was hauling a large briefcase he'd taken from below the seat. By the time he got to Surge he was winded and out of breath, reaching into his pocket and taking a huff from the inhaler now in his other hand, "I-'m...*breathe*...he-here...Sir..." he pushed from his mouth as he knelt down toward Brian. "It pierced...through...his heart." he explained as he looks at the nasty spike through the boy's chest.
Justin samples, more than distraught hauls ass and gets to his twin brother's side, "No, no, no, no, Brian. Come on." he said as he slapped the unconcious and dying boy's face a couple times. "Can you do anything?" he asked Wyatt.
"We need to get this out of him." Wyatt said gravely. "That's the only way I can get to his heart and fix it."
***
The girls Chris examines don't look unconcious, though there's a dumb smile on each of their faces. They look as if they're under some drugs effect. Their eyes glazed and unfocused, not even noticing the boy invader. They're dressed in obvious girl scout uniforms, being their wartime garb its of no concern.
***
As Charlotte pushes Giselle into the escape pod, the doors quickly slam shut, nearly taking the girl's hands with her. Giselle's eyes widen with fear as she starts beating on the glass, the soundproof walls silencing her frantic screaming, only noticeable by her widely opened mouth, a child's scream, and the river of tears that is now pouring down her face. Her hands continue to hammer on the glass until with a hissing whoosh her escape pod is jettisoned out into space.
"Why did you put her in first?" asked the now familiar old voice of the man. "Why didn't you save yourself?" it sounded as if he were truly confused. "Please don't worry...she'll float unconcious in space until your base's situation has boiled over, at which point she'll land safely by the base...but I can't let you leave without knowing your motives, Young Charlie."
***
"Then we will help you." The fox girl said bluntly to Alex as she casually tossed the scientist over her shoulder; his body to be easily caught by one of the other wolf girls.
"Hey Cutie." she said sarcastically before putting her muzzle right into his hair. She was smelling him.
"Ciara!" the fox leader yelled exasperatingly. "We have no choice but to..." she left it off at that, to which the chastised wolf girl nodded sadly.
The hybrids, finished looking then quickly began to run. From a scientific standpoint, it was amazing. They were running at quite possibly fifteen miles an hour and they don't stop. The pain in your shoulder still stings greatly and the pain is keeping you from really moving. You can also feel the Femme X coursing through your veins and already it feels like your insides are altering.
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