I DONT LIKE YOUR GIRLFRIEND | open, jack does a bad

ashen · 08-25-2017, 09:18 PM

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dannychan · 08-25-2017, 09:25 PM

[align=center][div style="width: 350px; text-align: justify; line-height: -1%; color: black"]all of the yelling was starting to send him into a downward spiral. he put his head in his hands, shaking his head. this is what he had been trained to do. he was trained to kill, and killing is what he had to do to survive. winced as he touched his nose and hissed in pain, before he finally heard johannes. "please no.. it's.. it's all i have.. take my bullets if you need, just god, please don't take my gun.." he whispered, his chest heaving. he felt sick, and the pain in his ribs was getting unbareable. he would stare down at the blue metal of his gun, and he would run his finger over a worn out carving in the metal. J.M. the last reminder of who he was.

ashen · 08-25-2017, 09:38 PM

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dannychan · 08-25-2017, 09:39 PM

[align=center][div style="width: 350px; text-align: justify; line-height: -1%; color: black"]he flinched away, pointing the gun away and pulling the trigger. there was an empty clicking noise, and he wince. "i don't keep bullets on my actual person." he said and pointed at his jacket. "at least leave a few for emergencies?"

A. HUX · 08-25-2017, 09:44 PM

[align=center][div style="0px; width:400px; height:auto; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt; line-height:13px;"]It was a few minutes before Hux came trudging back with the first aid kit in hand, cold blue eyes trained on the ground as if he were trying to burn a hole through to China. He just felt so... Angry. In fact, the only person he wasn't angry at here was Johannes. And maybe Daesung, since she was teaching that fuck Moksha a lesson. He was angry at Jack for killing someone who didn't need to be killed - he had trusted the older man to be better than other people. Armitage had only killed Brendol because it was absolutely necessary, and Brendol had always been the kind of man to not believe in any punishment except for death. He'd expected Jack to be better.
Eventually he walked over to Johannes, tossing the first aid kit to the man's side and saying quietly, avoiding looking at Jack, "Here. That should help."

Shadow · 08-25-2017, 09:59 PM

[align=center][div style="width:450px;text-align:justify;margin-top:10px;font-size:8pt;font-family:verdana;text-transform:lowercase"]groggy from sleep, the man trudged onto the scene with a humongous yawn. He'd been awoken by what sounded like yelling, and hadn't even gotten dressed yet. Beneath the hooded cloak he was bare-chested, with just a pair of dark sweatpants on, and his dark hair was messy from tossing and turning. "what the hell..." he muttered as his deep brown gaze fell upon the scene, twisting his neck to pop it. "what happened? Did i sleep through the taiping rebellion?" his attempt to make a joke fell flat when his mind finally seemed to wake up, and he walked directly over to jack, who looked like absolute shit. "morrison. Are you alright? What's going on?"

ashen · 08-25-2017, 10:05 PM

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SIX · 08-25-2017, 10:09 PM

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DAESUNG. · 08-25-2017, 10:20 PM

[align=center][div style=" background-color: transparent; border: 0px solid black; width: 500px; min-height: 10px; font-family:helvetica; line-height: 110%; text-align: justify; color: black;"]As soon as Johannes appeared, she felt her muscles relax just a tad. She audibly sighed in relief, watching as he took charge and asked for Jack's gun back. That needed to be confiscated, bullets and all. Hux approached with her bag, eyes narrowing for a bit as he tossed it carelessly to the ground. Her lips twitched, wanting to snap at the kid but she restrained herself and gave a nod. Immediately, she gave Moksha's shoulder a pat and bent down to pick up the kit, advancing toward Jack without a word. "Moksha, can you bury that body? It'll attract flies and we don't need that rotting smell around here." Who knows what the decaying corpse will entice?

She knelt down on her knees beside Jack, quite dazed and trying to think first of what to do. She only knew so much... The blood, there was so much; some of it Jack's but the majority was that of the other man's. Daesung nibbled on her lower lip, deciding on tending to the more serious injuries. His ribs. She pressed her fingers against his side, trying to pinpoint how many ribs were broken.

MOKSHA. · 08-25-2017, 10:24 PM

[align=center][size=8pt]Moksha glanced down at Dae as his ear was tugged, giving a growl. "Dae, hands the fuck off, or I'll cut your bangs," he said, though there was an exasperated tone with him that suggested he wouldn't actually do it. Probably. He turned and glared at Reaper, quirking one eyebrow. "Your buddy here just massacred some guy's face," he stated with a sneer, glancing over at Jack again with a glare hard enough to cut steel. Daesung's touch made him tense, his entire body flexing under his jacket as he seemed quite on edge at the moment. He grumbled and gave a nod, "Yeah," came the simple reply, and he began to turn and undo his jacket, hanging it over his shoulder and going to examine the amount of damage. He was going to need a snow shovel for this guy's brains everywhere. Fucking disgusting. He sighed and started off to the toolshed to get what he needed, pausing to look back at Dae and Johannes. "You shout at me if shit starts going down," he stated harshly. He didn't want to not be here to at least try and help before anyone else got hurt. He'd take a bullet for anyone here, except maybe Jack himself.

I DONT LIKE YOUR GIRLFRIEND \| open, jack does a bad
ashen Posts:5,064 #11 08-25-2017, 09:18 PM [table]
johannes angelicus	.
Guns. Guns, and screams. Sounds that Johannes had been spared in unison for the past few months, though intermittent bullet fire was something he'd..dealt with a lot, lately. His ears still rung from the gun shot in-- Something he didn't want to think about. Something he didn't need to, either; he was on his feet, armed and out of the lodge in seconds flat. He'd called to others in the lodge, in case this was an attack; but as he neared the border where Jack had gone, his worry and fear growing--the sight was almost as bad. A corpse on the ground, or at least--from the words being shouted, he assumed it was a corpse. Jack looked beaten and bloody, and Moksha was beside himself with rage--and this time, Johannes was beginning to feel he agreed. He didn't know the full story--and he doubted he'd find out for a while--but the dead body was enough. Something had seriously gone wrong. Seeing the dead--unless he knew them, and sometimes not even then--didn't...bother Johannes. Morally, it did; morally, he was seething, disappointed, saddened--any number of things. But if you got down to it, he felt...rather calm. His glare didn't' attest to that, but when did Johannes really look calm in the first place, with his heavy brow and perpetual scowl? Still. Yelling--it was too much. It was loud, it was constant, from Moksha and Jack and that one kid who'd terrified the shit out of him when he'd joined--it was enough for his stress to begin to build, and Johannes knew he had to deal with this. quickly. Or...not. Daesung was there. She was yelling--he winced, his eyes fluttering shut for a moment. She was working to...shut them up. Good. It didn't work. He was there, he heard--Moksha, and that. Well. That didn't matter. At least, he didn't think it did. Moksha wanted to murder him, he wasn't...Surprised. Or maybe it was just for the point he wanted to make. Either way. They were all a goddamn mess. All of them--every single one in that clearing he wanted to throttle; and while much of that was the fault of the noise they refused to stop making, he believed it. He began to walk around the group, moving closer to the body; he wanted to make sure it was actually just that: a body. He only bent his head a bit--curling his lip at the bloody mess , it was fairly clear that with a crushed skull like that, no life remained. Well--that was simpler, then. Nothing to be done for him. He turned his gaze back on Jack and Moksha; the man's body would be taken care of soon. He inhaled sharply, trying to propel himself into....something that felt more like leadership. He wasn't certain that's what they were expecting from him, but he might as well try. "Jack. We need to take your gun." It looked obvious that he didn't need the gun to kill someone, but it was a start. He'd get an explanation later; for now he wanted to be absolutely certain no one else was in danger. "Moksha--" He stopped. What on earth would he say? He agreed--with almost everything the man had said. For once. "Please don't talk like that to the kid. We clearly don't need any more tension right now." He swallowed--said kid was running off for the kit. good. "If Jack's stable, he needs to explain himself. "	Sinking fast, the weight chained to my feet No time to argue with belief I'm not alone, a thousand others dropping Faster than me
johannes angelicus	.
Johannes inhaled, then gave a small nod, moving over to Jack. "I'm going to make sure it's not loaded. I'll give it back. Where are the rest of your bullets?" His voice was calm, quiet, as he got on his knees to check--he was going to have to make sure there was nothing hidden, but he wanted to let Jack reveal as much as he would; the less he had to touch the man, invade his privacy, the better. But he knew he couldn't take risks right now. "We're getting the first aid kit. We'll take you back, into the infirmary, once we've done what we can here. Try not to move."	Sinking fast, the weight chained to my feet No time to argue with belief I'm not alone, a thousand others dropping Faster than me
johannes angelicus	.
Good. Johannes began to reach for the jacket, then hesitated at his question. He...didn't know. Not all of them had bullets--not all of them had guns. And he'd be spending quite a bit of time in the infirmary, it seemed. "Jack, right now I'm worried you have a different sense of the word 'emergency' than the rest of us. You're going to be in the infirmary, and we'll take care of you there. You won't be alone while you're injured. They won't be necessary. Especially not when you're like this. I don't know if you can even shoot right now." He finished emptying the ammo out of the jacket, then glanced over to Hux. "Thank you." He hesitated, before glancing back to Daesung. "...Can you...help..with this?" This was one area he was..sorely lacking in knowledge. Reaper had joined them, and his words startled the dictator a bit; but he turned, and just gave a tiny shrug. He didn't want to explain--he didn't even know the full story yet.	Sinking fast, the weight chained to my feet No time to argue with belief I'm not alone, a thousand others dropping Faster than me
a	[b]SIX. ✖ ✖ Because I can't make it on my own
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