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Post by Marcus Prasad on Jul 21, 2012 19:38:45 GMT -8
It took Marcus a moment to even register the needle being jammed through the thick flesh of his neck. One Fatal moment which would be all Morana would need to press the plunger and send roughly half the contents into Marcus' bloodstream before he would realize what was going on. With a curse he would throw Morana down the shelving aisle and gingerly pull the syringe out with a wince and a grunt. A Small trickle of blood would leak from the wound before being smeared by Marcus' hand.
"What.....What The FUCK did you stick me with?"
He would demand with a slight note of fear. His eyes were wide as he held a hand against the spot where his shoulder met his neck. His eyes on the Syringe as he tried to find some label or SOMETHING that would tell him what was in it.
He felt fine for now, but no telling when that would change. Panic clutched his guts as he tried not to imagine the worse case senarios that danced in his brain.
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Morana Falk
Trainee
Your pain makes me feel alive.[A1i:7]
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Post by Morana Falk on Aug 20, 2012 8:33:58 GMT -8
The stab to Marcus' neck would be met with him throwing Morana's body about five feet down an aisle, causing her to ram against some shelves as she harshly fell to the floor.
"What.....What The FUCK did you stick me with?"
Her response would be a sick grin, and bitter, gasping words.
"I guess you'll find out soon enough."
The panic of an unknown substance in his bloodstream would soon set in, seeing as the only labeling the transparent fluid would be on a few small vials in her bra. Along with the paranoia, he would quickly begin to get drowsy, slower with each passing minute. Morana's time in this room was limited. The man was big, and likely had a fast metabolism. It would quickly set in, but quickly wear off as well.
She would soon regain her breath, stand, and charge at the man. When close enough, she would jab her right heel on top of his left foot, and roughly push him back. The action would hopefully put him on his ass, given that his balance would be thrown off as a result of one of his feet being held firmly in place.
[OOC: I told you I would start up again. I don't like letting threads die. However, sorry it took so long, and sorry the post isn't that long. Getting back in the swing of things c:]
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Post by Marcus Prasad on Aug 26, 2012 5:48:23 GMT -8
"I have no problem beating it out of you if I have to!"
The man's threats had lost much of thier bluster by this point. Marcus was quite unnerved and it showed. And who could blame him? For all he knew, he was just infected with HIV.
It had been awhile since he had dealt with this kind of crazy. Obviously the girl was perfectly willing to kill him if given the chance.
She just used her first. He did NOT intend to give her another.
Soon the girl would be on her feet and rushing him. Normally this wouldn't be the smartest move considering Marcus' old reputation as a counter fighter, but considering how flat footed he was he had to applaude her attempt to capatilize on her advantage over him. Unfortunatly for her, the serum had yet to take full effect. As she stomped down on his foot, Marcus would easily kick it back up again, hopefully unbalancing her before lashing out with a series of lightning quick but stinging taps to her head, arms and chest using the knuckles of his index and middle finger. He had to be careful here considering he easily still had the strength to shatter this girl if he let his anger get the best of him.
He still needed her alive for questioning. He HAD to find out what she injected him with.
Injection has begun taking effect.
Current stats at -5 each.
Str: 49
Dex: 47
Con: 25
Int: 25
Wis: 47
Cha: 27
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