by Brnin8r » Wed Oct 15, 2008 12:11 am
Thie girls dragging Silva giggle while the leader continues, "You can think all you want. It won't change what will happen to you." The sound a door opening could be heard and Silva was dragged into a dark room, lifted, and placed on a cold surface. Instantly a bright light shined in his eyes while hands moved his wrists and ankles to buckles, "Now let's fix your heart real fast. We don't want you dying before we can make you our guinea pig."
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The boy on the other end seemed put on a tentative edge, "Ohh...sorry...just one of the boys...um..joking about B-17...sorry sir. The chopper will be there soon."
The girl Dan is holding slows her struggle and ponders the threat, "Well...I'm sure I can deal with your meager methods." she attempts to say calmly, slowly breathing to dull the pain in her wrists.
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The girls around Alana nodded, stood up, and began to defensively progress along the battlefield, picking off the random boy and hidden unit here and there with pinpoint accuracy; their morale lifted by Alana's actions.
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