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Post by Mathew Amtrum on Nov 2, 2012 12:48:05 GMT -8
Mathew looked down at him, folding his arms over his chest.
"Can you stand again?"
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Post by Jackson on Nov 2, 2012 12:50:25 GMT -8
Jackson pushed a fist to the ground, to steady himself. The pain from the hit nearly blinded him, but he moved, slowly, ever so slowly, back into a standing position.
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Post by Mathew Amtrum on Nov 2, 2012 12:56:34 GMT -8
"Good for you."
He said as Jackson stood up. He didn't even slap him on the back like an asshole.
"I was going to break your ribs either way. You can't let fear of pain compromise your discipline. We have a lot of enemies, and you can not expect mercy from them."
Mathew approved.
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Post by Jackson on Nov 2, 2012 12:57:39 GMT -8
"Understood. Sir." he grunted, in between trying to breathe.
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Post by Mathew Amtrum on Nov 2, 2012 13:01:40 GMT -8
"Let's get you outside and then to the Doctor."
He would head out, holding the door open for the now cripple. And once he was outside on the stone Mathew would just shift the stone under them to move them, heading to the Doctor.
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