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Mar 15, 2012 20:42:29 GMT -5
Post by Deleted on Mar 15, 2012 20:42:29 GMT -5
Melly glared at him. "I don't know what YOUR plan is, but I'm gonna go find my friends." She paused, thinking about what she'd just said. "Er, partners..." She corrected, turning away from him and kicking away some splintered wood. She had a small bottle of water that wasn't meant to last long. She had no intention of even coming to this planet in the first place and wasn't really prepared for it.
Without another word, she packed what she could and slung a smaller bag over her shoulder. Mel jumped from the ship and landed softly in the sand. It didn't make any noise under her weight. Something gleamed near her...she assumed it was a stray part from the ship, but upon closer expection she noticed it was a helmet...one that belonged to the clone.
The girl picked it up and dusted it off, then continued forward. He would probably want it back. Suddenly, a voice caught her attention.
'Sniper!!' It echoed.
Melly sped towards the sound as fast as she could, instantly beginning to pant in the hot air. Figures slowly began to appear in the brown sand...one she knew well. The others, not so much. "Hey!" She shouted towards the clone, helmet in hand.
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Mar 15, 2012 21:25:10 GMT -5
Post by Deleted on Mar 15, 2012 21:25:10 GMT -5
Upon hearing Melly's voice, Scorch sighed with relief, but it was short lived. The marauder's of the sand had sniper's, lot's of them.... Scorch ran from broken ship part's and rock's to get as close as he could to the Raider sniper, but as usual, there was alway's that persistent threat of a war club, or a knife. Scorch just dealt with them the usual way he dealt with close combat.... Dodge, then strike back. "Melika! There's a sniper! Becare-" Before Scorch could finish, a Raider landed a good hit with a war club to his back, sending him sprawling forward out into the open. He landed with an "UGH" sound escaping his sand coverd lip's. Then everything went into slow motion.... He could see the Raider's sniper aiming down at him, it's finger slowly pulling back on the trigger....
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Mar 15, 2012 21:50:46 GMT -5
Post by Deleted on Mar 15, 2012 21:50:46 GMT -5
The hum of a lightsaber could be heard as it moved through the air. Somehow, Melly had gotten close enough to scare the creatures a few feet back. But she couldn't take them all by herself, specifically the snipers. If luck was still on her side, she could use it. They all could.
She glanced up and spied the sniper that was aiming for the clone. "No!" She shouted. Out of instinct, she leapt forward just as the trigger was pulled. Foolish.
The helmet dropped down next to him, and her body followed. She'd taken the bullet for him. It had hit her in the chest, but barley missed her heart. The girl would live for the moment, but the wound was extremely painful. Melly whined as she hit the ground and rolled onto her back in agony.
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Mar 16, 2012 4:16:36 GMT -5
Post by Deleted on Mar 16, 2012 4:16:36 GMT -5
Chir'lales was going to hate himself in the morning but he had to go after her. She had survived his hunt he couldn’t let anything else kill her. It would ruin his reputation. The longer she lived the more understandable it could become for her to have bested him. So for now she had a bodyguard bounty hunter whether she liked it or not. Not that he would tell her he was protecting her of course. He waited a bit for her to get out in the distant before he started to trail behind her. He got his DLT-20A blaster rifle, which he had named Ka’ta, out so that he could keep an eye out on her. It was tempting to pull the trigger a few times but he had given her his word and he planned on keeping it for now.
It had seemed she found a troopers helmet and then took off further into the desert. He went as fast as he could but with all the equipment he had on him he was not as fast as the girl. By the time she was back in sight she was already no the ground with a wound in the chest. “I am really going to hate myself tomorrow.” He muttered as he spotted a couple Tusken snipers aiming down at the pair. With a steady aim he started to systematically taking out the snipers at a safe distance. He left the club bearing Tusken’s to Scorch, the snipers wouldn’t be a problem to any of them soon enough.
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Mar 16, 2012 6:58:05 GMT -5
Post by Deleted on Mar 16, 2012 6:58:05 GMT -5
Of course, Byter was still falling. He didn't have anought time to scream before he was sent barreling into a sand dune. A very large sand dune. Struggling, it took him about three minutes to dig himself out, gasping for air. He coughed up some dirt and sand, trying to get some good air.
He shuddered and got to his knees, then to his feet but rather shakily. His weary body wasn't done yet. He heard gun shots and someone yell. It sounded like a woman's . He started to run. He wasn't going to be too late, not this time. Never again.
He jumped over a sand dune just top see Melly take the shot for Scorch. He steeled his eyes and grabbed his dual pistols. Three shots rang out and a few snipers dropped off to the side of him. Must be the bounty hunter's work. He slid down the sandy hill and shot twice. One blast found its way to the Raider's head, the other to the Raider's chest. The body dropped to the dirt.
He scrambled over to Melly. So much blood, just like last time. He ripped off part of his two part cloak and started pressing it into her gaping wound. "We need to get to a bacta tank. Now!"
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Mar 16, 2012 8:57:45 GMT -5
Post by Deleted on Mar 16, 2012 8:57:45 GMT -5
Melly cursed herself in her head. This impulsive decision could very well be her last. After all she'd been through--a little sand prick was able to take her out.
She could feel the would. Every part of it. It was pure torture. Her teeth clenched as she attempted to roll on her side and tried to stand up. Couldn't just lay there and wait to die. She was stronger than that. It was of no use though, her body wouldn't allow it. It was done fighting and was seconds away from giving up. She pitifully fell again and just let herself lay there. Things had begun to get blurry, yet she could still make out shapes and voices. The shots rang in her ears as they wizzed past. the voices of the raiders were rather irritating.
Melly gasped as a sudden pressure hit her chest. Her eyes frantically lit up to see Byter looming over her. Where had he come from? "Don't...that hurts..." Was all she could make out, and she stubbornly raised a hand to push him away.
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Mar 16, 2012 12:42:12 GMT -5
Post by Deleted on Mar 16, 2012 12:42:12 GMT -5
"Shit.... MOVE OUTTA THE WAY! NOW!" Scorch ran over slid across the sand, and pulled out his portable Bacta device. "This is a portable bacta device, it'll hold the wound shut long enough for her to get real medical attention. Trust me, I've used it plenty of time's on my squad mate's...." Scorch said, he then felt a pang of quilt. He left them behind for these two, but they needed him right now.... "Melly, hold still, alright? This is going to sting....Alot...." Scorch said, he was charging the small device when he heard more raider's coming. "Byter, Bounty hunter, can you run interferance on them while I patch her up?" Scorch asked, keeping an eye on the wound, and on the small bacta tool.
(I REALLY hope they approve my friend's new character.... Cause now would be a good time to introduce him....0_0)
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Mar 16, 2012 13:52:32 GMT -5
Post by Deleted on Mar 16, 2012 13:52:32 GMT -5
Chir'lales was much to far from Scorch to hear what he had asked of him. It mattered not as he was still working on finishing all the sand people. They insulted him by even dropping Melly. He checked through the scope and noticed they had her on a Bacta unit. Lucky for him otherwise he would have to waste the salve he had brought with him. He had picked off all the snipers and then took pot shots at any of the remaining Tusken that tried to close the gap. After awhile most of them were dead or had scattered off to regroup. It wouldn’t be too long before they were back with a bigger party. He stored Ka’ta away and pulled out a sonic blaster just in case as he approached the rest of the party. “You just don’t die do you?” He said to both Byter and Melly but gave no hint to which one he was talking to.
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Mar 17, 2012 7:10:48 GMT -5
Post by Deleted on Mar 17, 2012 7:10:48 GMT -5
Byter nodded, bringing his bloodied hands away from the wound. Before his eyes, the skin closed up. It would do, for now. He scowled as the bounty hunter came up. "Screw you."
With the portable bacta unit in place, he sighed. "We do need to get her to a real one."
(Hope you guys don't mind, but I always imagined that he would do this.)
Without a word, he picked her up and started up the ramp. Her ship was badly damaged, but his looked pretty decent. Save for the broken engine. He carefully brought her through the halls of her own to the airlock of his. He stepped through.
He slowly maneuvered his way to a small room, not caring for anything else. In it, was a real bacta tank. Not one that was portable, but it did need a power source. He had been smuggling it to a good friend of his off Coruscant, but didn't have the chance to get it there. Now, it could possibly save his new partner's life. He grabbed the breathing apparatus and looked at her for approval.
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Mar 17, 2012 12:14:27 GMT -5
Post by Deleted on Mar 17, 2012 12:14:27 GMT -5
Melly glanced at the bounty hunter. "We're like roaches." She smirked weakly. "You never see us, but we're always there. Hard to kill too." Ok, that was a bad joke. But completely true. Comparing one self to a roach wasn't exactly a compliment. But in their case it was.
She winced as the wound closed rapidly. Shutting her eyes tightly, she let her body go stiff. He was right, that stung like hell. She tried to convince herself that she'd felt worse pain, but it was hard to lie to yourself. They shot open again when Melly felt herself lift off the ground. "Hey, wait--!" Her arms wrapped around him tightly in instinct. He better not drop her.
Melly did her best not to move, but her head turned slightly as they approached the ships. Hers was wrecked, but she didn't care. If wasn't hers and she had no desire to keep it. It would forever remain in the desert as scrap metal. As for her, she just wanted to sleep. Exhaustion had begun to take over. Her head rested against his chest as she observed her surroundings. "Where did you get one of those?" Melly asked as they entered the small room. "There's no way you got it legally." She glanced up at him and looked at the mask. "We don't have time for that...we'll all die if we don't get to civilization soon."
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Mar 17, 2012 16:08:22 GMT -5
Post by Deleted on Mar 17, 2012 16:08:22 GMT -5
Chir'lales almost shoved his blaster into Byters face and blasted him away but he held himself back. He checked the surroundings instead to make sure that there was no more hostiles that would surprise them. “Well lets see if roaches can survive long enough.” He finally replied to her. He respected her in some sense but he had none for the other two. One managed to get himself surrounded by the enemy and the other launched himself out of a ship.
“Wait what the hell are you doing.” He yelled at Byter as he plucked her up and started for the ship. The fool could kill her if he wasn’t careful. The mobile unit probably could have worked on that wound but he guessed Byter wasn’t going to take any chances. He walked behind the pair with blasters in hand and waited just outside the ship trying to come up with a plan. Melly was right. They were not going to survive very long if they didn’t find transportation or a town
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Mar 17, 2012 22:04:27 GMT -5
Post by Deleted on Mar 17, 2012 22:04:27 GMT -5
"I swear you two are worse than Boss and Sev..." Scorch said aloud as he followed up after them. Again he mentioned his squad mate's.... He really need to stop doing that...
"By the way.... Anyone seen a eh.... Clone helmet? Kinda need it you know...." Scorch said, now locking his feeling's away from every one in his metal "safe" inside his mind. Now wasn't the time for this....
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Mar 17, 2012 22:11:49 GMT -5
Post by Deleted on Mar 17, 2012 22:11:49 GMT -5
Maud'Dib was simply minding his own buisness when when he heard the blaster's and the yelling start. "Great.... Someone else I have to go save...." Maud'Dib then started walked over to his Dewback, and gently kicked it in the side. "C'mon Dha, we got people to go find... Gra'tua let's go... It's hunting time!" Maud'Dib and his two unlikely pet's started there fast travel to the noise of the Sand People's fighting, hopefully in time to get a few kill's himself and give them to the authorities and make a small profit off there weapon's.... However, when he got there, all he found was a group of dead raider's and two crashed ship's. "Hello!? Anyone there?" Maud'Dib asked, his pet Nexu sniffed the air and was getting restless... That meant some one was bleeding out....
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Mar 20, 2012 12:44:01 GMT -5
Post by Deleted on Mar 20, 2012 12:44:01 GMT -5
Scorch walked out of the crashed ship, found his helmet, then heard the sound of someone talking. "Um, Byter! Bounty hunter! We got more company!!!" Scorch picked up a Raider's rifle and got ready if the newer guy was a hostile
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Mar 21, 2012 5:51:49 GMT -5
Post by Deleted on Mar 21, 2012 5:51:49 GMT -5
Byter unholstered his pistols and rooled to the room's entrance, leaving Melly standing. He peered around the corner just to see some kind of creature sniffing the hall and a humanoid inspecting his ship. He silently cursed and fired a warning shot. "Whoever you are, get out of here! We already got enough trouble."
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