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Post by David B. on Apr 16, 2018 13:42:52 GMT -8
He let out a gut wrenching scream, body spiking as she burned his wound shut. His eyes were wide and his face/lips went pale....but after, as he sagged and let out a moan, he seemed perfectly awake and coherent.
"Blak....fuck....who does...that....? Is this....torture?"
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Post by Rhona Hall on Apr 16, 2018 13:56:59 GMT -8
Her hand still glowed as she held it up.
"Move around too much and your wound will open and I'll have to do it again." she hhuffed but she couldn't help but grin in amusement. "Burning the wound cleans it and seals it. I most certainly not torturing you though I'll be willing too bet it hurts you a hell of a lot more than it woould someone like me." she shrugged her shoulders a bit as if to say that is the fact of it. She let go of his hand and retracted her glow.
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Post by Dominick King on Apr 17, 2018 19:38:05 GMT -8
Turning at the sound of the man's voice, Dominick would raise an eyebrow in Rhona's direction -- but she was already on the move. Pinning his hands easily to his side with one of her own, the other glowing menacingly. He chuckled to himself slightly at his comment as he shrugged.
"Takes one to know one."
Dominick watched, grimacing as Rhona cauterized his wounds, hissing in tandem with the sound of burning flesh. At his question however, Dominick would perk up. "Nope! But now that you mention it, torture sounds like a great idea!" Walking closer to the two of them, he would crouch down to get on the mans level. "See, we actually have some questions and we -- or at least I feel like you may have the answers." Pointing the business edge of the sword towards the mans nose, he'd grin wolfishly. "Where'd ya get this?"
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Post by David B. on Apr 17, 2018 19:48:13 GMT -8
"Gak...I...don't have what you want. The Storm Dragon is taken- you'd be better of running on home, little children."
He chuckled and spat more blood.
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Post by Rhona Hall on Apr 18, 2018 2:03:29 GMT -8
"I some how doubt he was simply taken..." she cracked her battle worn and bulky knuckles releasing building pressure. "Who'd actually be strong enough to try?" he was talkative for some one a few paces from death. She felt like trying to make him gloat about he and his proposed victory.
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Post by David B. on Apr 18, 2018 12:07:02 GMT -8
He spat more blood.
"Haha....our chief is....more than...capable..."
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Post by Dominick King on Apr 18, 2018 22:31:39 GMT -8
Dom remained silent absorbing the information from the brief exchange, his pulse beginning to quicken. Shit was hitting the fan, VERY quickly. First notable fact; the man had a chief. Which meant that whoever he was, he was part of a group -- one that could potentially be concerned about their missing comrade and might possibly go looking for him. Second notable fact; his chief was strong enough to beat the Captain. Or maybe the man was just bullshitting. The blade in his hand however was ample evidence that something had gone wrong with the Captain. It couldn't be a coincidence that this man appeared with the Captains sword not even hours after he left. Dominick felt his stomach drop about fifty feet. Gripping the blade tighter, he fought the urge to just start slashing away. He'd never seen himself as a particularly cruel person, but his willingness to survive outweighed any qualms he had about seriously hurting the man.
"Okay, here's how it's gonna go. I want you to tell us everything you know -- or I'm just going to start cutting, because honestly I don't have time for this shit. I just want to go home." He would punctuate his point by placing the tip of the blade on the mans forehead, slowly applying pressure until it began to bleed. "If you have a camp or a base, you will tell us where it is. If you have our friend, you will tell us where he is. If you have an embarrassing secret, you will tell us what it is! Understand?" With a final push, he'd pull the blade back from the mans head, the intensity from his previous statement no longer present. Swallowing, Dominick would calm himself before beginning again, quieter than before. "I don't want to kill you. But I will if you don't tell us what we need to know. There is no reason anyone has to die tonight."
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Post by Rhona Hall on Apr 19, 2018 0:51:23 GMT -8
She was practically shoved out of the way when Dom reacted. But she let him go about himself with out the immediate reaction to toss him off.
She had the plan to just let him go and they would follow. But maybe this would work or it could just kill the jerk and we are left still in the woods with maybe a blood trail.
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Post by David B. on Apr 19, 2018 13:43:56 GMT -8
The man shivered as the blade pierced him but he'd nod.
"R-right. Yeah...whatever you w-want." He licked his lips. "Your Dragon Attacked us as we were on patrol, killed several men then was captured. That's...that's really all I know. You...intend a rescue?"
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Post by Dominick King on Apr 20, 2018 19:39:20 GMT -8
Dominick's brow would furrow at the newfound information as he tried to piece the information together. David attacked their group, why? They were after the cause of the Qi Beast attack -- right? The man seemed like a hardass, so it wouldn't make much sense for him to go attacking random thugs in the woods... unless it of course related to the mission. Eyes scanning back over to the man on the floor, the wolf creatures from earlier immediately coming to mind.
He would nod his head sagely as he digested the information. "So, next question. Those wolf things -- explain. Everything from what they are, how you controlled them and why they're all beefy." He'd sink the blade into the dirt, kneeling as he held the handle of the sword. "If we feel like you're withholding anything, she -" He would turn to and point to Rhona. "- will punch the ever loving shit out of you."
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Post by Rhona Hall on Apr 20, 2018 22:44:20 GMT -8
She pressed her thick lips into a line but would let Dom do as he felt. It was holding back her grins that seemed to be a good challenge here. She cleared her throat to keep a serious face. Suppose if he thought her able to hit harder than the sword he held and they were getting information out of their refugees she best keep up with what was working.
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Post by David B. on Apr 22, 2018 18:08:57 GMT -8
"I....don't know enough to give you....answers beyond that. I can....take you to our...Mmnh, village."
He held his stomach.
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Post by Rhona Hall on Apr 23, 2018 0:03:09 GMT -8
"Dom... We should take him up on that." she nodded. "Could be a trap but we wont get anywhere with a deadman and a missing captain."
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Post by Dominick King on Apr 24, 2018 17:29:59 GMT -8
Dominick would scratch his cheek in thought. This sucked -- this seriously sucked. Their options were; run into an enemy camp that had managed to capture their Captain and attempt to break him out, or try to brave the forest back to the Jeep. He groaned, flashing a defeated looking smile towards Rhona. "Fuck it. Let's do it."
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Post by David B. on Apr 24, 2018 18:06:16 GMT -8
The man stumbled to his feet. He'd point into the woods, and start leading them out before coughing up more blood. They walked about fifty or sixty steps, before coming out of the woods to find David sitting in a chair, writing something down on a paper.
"Interesting."
He sighed, standing. The man they were with slowly stood erect, steam coming off his body as his wounds healed.
"You both remember the mission? Ancillary support. Your commanding officer is down, and your forced to choose between following an enemy into their territory, or returning for reinforcements." He looked at Rhona there.
"Should have gone for that. This was a Cabalan test designed to test your operating capabilities. Your teamwork skill was adequate, as were your combat capabilities. But I don't think I could put you into a squad together as planned."
He hummed.
"Return to the Jeep and head back to base."
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