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Post by Deleted on Feb 26, 2012 20:39:20 GMT -5
Night had fallen, the moons casting eerie long shadows across the earth. The trees stretched tall, making striped bands of shadows across the grass. It was knee deep and moist from recent rain. The temperate climate was chilly as dew began to condensate. Chopper fiddled with his rifle, sliding parts together and making sure it was in perfect working condition. It was about time he was back on the front lines, and he guess he had General Solo to thank for that. He was grateful, don't deny it, but it would take getting used to anyway. Heart hammering in his chest, he double checked his belt before setting out. There was news of a separatist battalion beginning to show up, and if there were clankers, Chopper would be there to scrap 'em! |
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Post by Deleted on Feb 26, 2012 20:57:48 GMT -5
"Incoming!"
A commando droid fired it's blaster at Kayla and the shot her in the leg. "God damn it to hell," she said as she continued to fire her blaster. "Go burn in hell," she growled as she jumped onto a nearby speeder bike and drove off.
A crab droid fired a shot her speeder bike causing her to flip the speeder over. "Ah!" She shouted as she went down. "Going down into a pile of clankers," she said as the speeder flipped it over into the clanker pile.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 26, 2012 21:08:19 GMT -5
Chopper was running the moment she as shot. Frak, Frak, FRAK! He screamed inside his head, heels kicking up the dew in the grass.
The clone leaped over a pile of scrap, ducked under a few laser bolts, and hid behind a tree for cover. Spinning around, he lifted his rifle and made scrap.
"Die, Die, DIE!" He screamed at them, joy bring a dark smile and laugh. He bursted out laughing as he watched their bodies fall and get eaten by the long grass. They would rust and eventually suffer and it made Chopper a happy camper.
Finding a clear route, he paused for an opening and sprinted through. Dodging aroudn trees and keeping as much as he could to the shadows, Chopper made it to the clanker pile.
"Kay-General? GENERAL SOLO?!" He shouted, leaping over scrapped clankers to find the speeder.
Flipping it over, he found her. Exhauling with relief, he relaxed slightly, taking her hand in his. His hear hammered. She wasn't dead, at least he hoped.
"Medic! MEDIC!" He yelled over his shoulder. "GENERAL DOWN!" He added.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 26, 2012 21:19:15 GMT -5
Captain Richard slid to a stop in the grass what appeared to be seconds after Chopper had called.
"Shut up and cover me!" He hissed. The medic needed space to work, and having a brother freak out over a little blood and damange woldn't help anything. Chopper had managed to flip the speeder off, which helped providing he didn't break any of her limbs in the process.
The pack from his back was shrugged off and at his side instinctively as the medic began to inspect the injuries.
Richard pressed two fingers against the General's throat to find a pulse.
"General, this is Captain Richard... if you can understand or hear me, wiggle your fingers or toes."
If she could hear, great, if she cold move her fingers, even better. That's an indication of no broken spine... or atleast a severe breakage.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 26, 2012 21:33:07 GMT -5
Kayla slowly woke up as she groaned when Chopper moved the speeder off her. She certainly felt like a ton of clankers fell on her and crushed her. She opened her eyes when she felt someone's hand on hers and smiled when she saw it was Chopper. "I ain't dead yet," she grumbled.
When Kayla heard Richard approach she growled. "I'm fine," she snapped. Kayla was lying through her teeth. She was not fine. She wiggled her fingers and tried to raise herself up, but couldn't. "....." Kayla groaned. ".....Fucking hell can't move leg that got shot."
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Post by Deleted on Feb 26, 2012 21:51:31 GMT -5
Chopper hardly acknowledge the Captain's presence, his main focus was Kayla. She was out of his sight for a split second and she was off getting herself blown up. His spirits lifted slightly as he heard her speak. It was relieving to know she was still alive... and snarky. He snickered at the Captain under his breath as he started scrapping clankers that he could see.
"Glad to see you're still alive, General..."
He had to calm down a little, the medic was right there and if he started running about laughing his head off in joy he would be marked as insane or something. He shifted uncomforatbly, trying to find a spot where he could still laugh without beinf overheard. He couldn't help it. Revenge was sweet....
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Post by Deleted on Feb 26, 2012 22:14:18 GMT -5
Captain Richard tilted his head slightly to the right.
"No shavit you can't move your leg you've been SHOT." He shook his head slowly and disaprovingly. He pressed his hand against her shoulder gently to keep her on the ground.
"Don't move. If you can't move your leg it could mean a few things. One: you've broken something in your spine and you're paralysed. Two: muscle and tendons have been damage which will cut off the movement. Three: You're in shock, and therefore your body is having a physical break down."
The medic kept his hand on her shoulder, and found a pulse. Steady, maybe a little fast. Shock was possible, but it was clear she was in pain. He studied her face for a moment, then reached into his back for bandages. "Kepp talking, or something alone those lines. Just stop moving, and don't move. I tihnk you might have broken something..."
He set the bandages ontop of the pack for later. The leg would come in a minute, he needed to finish making sure she doesn't have pernament damange.
"I'm going to listen to your breathing. Punch me, and I'll cut off your fingers and reattach them to your forehead."
He leaned over his ear maybe six inches from her face. "Take a deep breath in."
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Post by Deleted on Feb 26, 2012 22:31:49 GMT -5
"............................" Kayla growled as she clenched her teeth together. "Nothing broken I don't----YEOUCH!" She yelled as she jerked away and instinctively Force-pushed Richard away on accident. "Fucker everything hurts," she growled as she tried to stand up and couldn't get up. What a lovely time for shock to happened. Fan-fricken-tastic. If someone asked Kayla she was scared. The answer was hell yes fear of not moving God that would be awful.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 26, 2012 22:45:25 GMT -5
Chopper nearly dropped then gun as he heard the Captain speak. Chopper knew he was straight forward, he had heard hundreds of stories of Captain Richard, expecially his attitude and the armor pattern. Honestly though, he says not to move, yet he goes ahead and babbles about how you might be dead?! Chopper couldn't believe what he was hearing. Maybe he was panicing because it was Kayla; he bit his lip at the thought.
He heard her shout and spun around, nerves on high alert. He saw the Captain go flying, that was pretty much it.
"Kayla!" He hissed quietly between clenched teeth. He slid over to her side and held her down softly. "Hey! HEY! Captain Rich is the BEST we've got, he's gonna help you and if you have dreams of living, you'ld better stay the FRAK still!"
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Post by Deleted on Feb 26, 2012 22:58:41 GMT -5
Richard's eyes stretched wide as all of a sudden the ground left his feet. He slammed into the ground, rolling to absorb the impact. Thank the heavens for armor. With a grunt, he rolled onto his stomach, and lifted himself up to his hands and knees. That was a new one. Richard had been bled on, punched, bit, kicked and even stabbed by his patients. A jedi was a whole new experience.
Slightly dizzy and sore, and jogged back up to the General. He sat down on his knees, opposite Chopper.
"Thanks Pork Chops," He snicker softly. "Yes General, if you want to keep that leg, you gotta deal with the best"
He hesitated slightly, glancing at Chopper momentarily, before back at the general.
"Let's try this again, shaaaaaall we? Take a deep breath."
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Post by Deleted on Feb 26, 2012 23:15:52 GMT -5
Kayla felt Chopper move over towards her and held her softly. She groaned in pain and she could feel her leg bleeding and felt her body was sore as hell.
"Yeouch!" She shouted as she groaned. She knew Chopper was right; however, now wasn't the time to be stubborn. More like the perfect time to fall asleep.
Kayla laid her head against Chopper's shoulder and closed her eyes and passed out. Her breathing became extremely slow as she stopped breathing.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 26, 2012 23:25:00 GMT -5
PORK CHOPS?! What the HELL kinda name was that?!
Chopper clenched his teeth from punching out the medic then and there. He was not pork chops, it was Chopper. CHOP.ER He grumbled to himself, angrily trying to blow off steam. Officer or not, now Chopper could understand why a lot of people pass along stories of his reputation.
He felt Kayla's head rest on his shoulder; also feeling his heart beat increase dramaticly. As much as he enjoyed her presence, he didn't tihnk this was the time to be cheesy. He panicked, nearly bucking her off in surprise. He tried to mouth words, but he couldn't muster the proper jaw and tongue coordination.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 26, 2012 23:40:45 GMT -5
"DON'T MOVE HAAR'CHAK!" Richard spat, flinging himself into action. As he had suspected. The shock was throwing her body into a panic, clenching muscles and causing the heart to race. He flung himsefl to his feet, launching himself at the General. He found a pulse instnatly; faint. She wasn't breathing, but her ragged painful breathing from before confirmed his suspicions. Broken rib, at least one possible two or three. This meant limited movement.
"Never seen someone fall unconscious? Stop breathing?!" He snorted angrily at Chopper's reaction. Was he trying to kill the General? "She has broken ribs, avoid moving. However, help me lay her flat. The clankers, move 'em!"
The Captain leapt to his feet and started clearing scrap so that the General could lay flat. Accomplishing the task as quickly as possible, he gently guilded her to the ground. His helmet was whipped off in seconds as he yanked off his gloves. Carefully feeling her neck for any injuries, Richard closed his eyes and focused on bones and muscle structure.
"Hold her down. Restrain her incase she wakes up. Avoid the ribs, but don't forget her legs. Keep her as STILL as POSSIBLE."
Nothing out of the ordinary. He opened his eyes.
Time to save lives.
Gently tilting the general's head back with two fingers and pinching her nose shut with the other he started CPR.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 26, 2012 23:56:42 GMT -5
As soon as the medic started doing CPR, Kayla gagged and her eyes opened slowly, making things fuzzy and she frantically kicked Richard in the gut with her left foot. She coughed as she gasped for air. "I don't feel so good," she said as she tried to raise herself up. "Better off knocking me otherwise you'll be on a wild bantha chase," she grumbled as she threw up on Richard on accident. Oh great she threw up on the medic what joys and embarassment.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 27, 2012 0:15:58 GMT -5
Chopper froze instantly he was told. If Kayla's life was at stake because her head was against his shoulder, he didn't dare breath. He watched Captain Richard move about at almost lightning speed. He was impressed, but then again, that's why he was the officer. It's what he was trained and meatn to do.
He exhauled as the medic took Kayla and layed her down. He listened carefully, trying his best not to panic and run away, or do something stupid. She wasn't breathing. The 'not panic' idea was NOT working out at all. Taking a steadying breath, he secured her arms.
Too slow.
The kiss had caught him completely off guard and his grip faultered. His stomach burned, feeling as if he was going to either throw up or scream at Richard. He held his breath without even knowning, hands balling up into fists. He clenched his teeth, almost letting out a low growl when Kayla saved Richard from ultimate destruction.
"General!" He felt a little better when Kayla kicked him off, but still felt like he was going to tear out some eyes. He swallowed his anger as best as he could and gripped onto Kayla's hand secretly as she was sick.
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