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Post by Sunce Lakala and Ay Kamara on May 6, 2009 17:32:06 GMT -5
**Sunce was slumped on the floor, you can see, as her jacket is open, that a small amount of blood seeping through her grey vest. she doesn't seem in a terminal condition, but she is in bad shape. you can see a stunned member of staff, a cook, judging by the attire, and Ay. Ay run up to you** Sir, sir! The cannon were rigged! we did touch it, to wash it,and it went off! This kid 'ere saw it. Sunce took the full blow, she already had a healin' injury! I don't know what happened sir! it just blew up! **he seems quite panicked but calms himself. Sunce coughs onto her hand, leaving a few flecks of blood and says hoarsly** Sorry sir, it went upin my face...
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Post by Skipper Of Sea Otters on May 6, 2009 17:53:27 GMT -5
The Skipper looked at the scene. It was a mess...he turned to the beast that looked like a cook. "Go get some better bandages and a mop and get this cleaned up..." He said. the beast saluted and turned around to do what he was told. As he turned, the Skipper took the Broken broom handle and swung it was all his might breaking it across the back of the beasts head. It broke with a snap sending a stream blood to the deck. The beast fell without a twitch. Blood began pooling around him. The Skipper tossed the other piece of the broom to the deck. "We only have one cook on this ship...and your not him..." He drug the limp form to one of the cannon holes and tossed him out with a splash...
He turned to Ay and put a hand on his shoulder. "Get yer'self to the infirmary...her too...Ask fer' tha' Undertaker..." He said with a serious tone in his voice. "I'll clean this up..."
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Post by Sunce Lakala and Ay Kamara on May 6, 2009 18:10:44 GMT -5
**Ay salutes hastily and helps Sunce to her feet. she leans heavily on him and they shuffle out of the room. He helps her into the infirmary, he says clearly into the room (well, clearly as he can)** Hello? we needs the undertaker! we gots a badly injured fox 'ere
((OOC: I've decided. Ay has a slight speech impedemant))
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Post by Skipper Of Sea Otters on May 6, 2009 18:20:36 GMT -5
An otter was slick, black-ish, fur turns the corner. This otter was massive...It towered over even the Skipper by about a foot and half. This was Obviously not a sea otter...not even a river otter either. It was unclear where he came from. But he was massive...He was quiet muscular as well. He could easily break a forearm with his paws if he really tried. He spoke with a deeper voice than the rest of them. He was quiet intimidating... He wore Black, the same as the rest of the crew. The only thing was that his clothes were very bloody and he smelled of death. He held an enormous Meat cleaver in his paws. It had a finger grip for his index finger on his paw so it would slip from his grip while he was using it...or...killing with it...
"Yes..." He said. His eyes eyes were a faint, red-ish, color. And they bore holes into the two as he stared at them.
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Post by Sunce Lakala and Ay Kamara on May 6, 2009 18:37:17 GMT -5
**Ay is so wild with panic about Sunce it doesn't even compute how scary this guy looks** Uhr, we needs help, the cannon exploded, and she already 'ad an injury. you're the undertaker right mister? **he says it all in a gabbled slur, which really doesn't help as he is already quite unclear**
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Post by Skipper Of Sea Otters on May 7, 2009 0:18:38 GMT -5
The large otter took Sunce by the scruff of her neck, and put her on the table. He looked over at Ay. "Whats wrong with you..." he said with his piercing gaze.
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Post by Sunce Lakala and Ay Kamara on May 7, 2009 8:40:20 GMT -5
a few months ago, I was stabbed in the ribs. and just now, we **she pauses, and wheezes a little. a small amount of blood in around her mouth, and the patch of blood near her stomach and side spreads** we were cleanin' the guns, as skipper told us to. **cough** one of tha cannons was rigged, and there was an intruder, skipper killed 'im. I went to clean it, and it blew up right into my face. **she wipes her mouth with her paw and momentarily meets his gaze**
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Post by Skipper Of Sea Otters on May 7, 2009 15:00:32 GMT -5
((For the sake of you being a Girl I wont go into deep detail about how Undertaker heals her....it would be graphic so I'll spare ya tha' gore...))
Undertaker examines Sunce's wounds before healing her. "Your bad off..." he said cleaning his tools. "That Iron is in your blood...you might feel bad off for a few days...First day on the job and you've already half killed yourself...." He covered her wound with some wrapping. "You'll want to hold yourself up on a crutch you've broke a few ribs. As for you..." he said turning to Ay. "You stand beside her...don't leave her side...If she falls she'll be back in here...and you'll need to be once I get done with you..." He said pulling his over sized cleaver out slamming the blade into the Bloody table mere centimeters from Sunce's head. "Now get out..." he said pulling the cleaver out of the table, not to be rude or seem mean...but he just wanted them out...he was done...
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Post by Sunce Lakala and Ay Kamara on May 7, 2009 15:48:28 GMT -5
((OOC: actually, I love gore! I watch a fair few gore movies lol. but cool ^_^))
**Ay nods** I will sir, thank you. **he helps Sunce to her feet and she supports herself on the crutch and Ay. ** Thank you for the help, and I'll be careful. **They shuffle out of the room at a steady pace, working out the best way to work the crutch as they walk along**
((OOC: p.s if you like gore and weird here's a few directors to try: lucio fulci, dario argento, and um, I forgot the third one.XD))
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Post by Skipper Of Sea Otters on May 7, 2009 16:28:14 GMT -5
"SHIP SPOTTED!" A voice shouted on deck. The Skipper dropped the Mod he had in paw and rushed by everybeast in his way knocking them over even as he went. Why he had been mopping the blood up not even he knew...there were plenty of other beast to do that onboard.
The Skipper reached the deck stumbling up the stairs. His eyes widened upon seeing what ship it was...It was the ship he had been following for weeks...Reefskim "All hands to yer' stations! Where are those two new beast!?!?" He shouted on the deck as the crew bustled about. Excited and thirsting for battle...
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