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Post by Yich on Dec 25, 2008 19:10:21 GMT -5
"Vengeance?" Stri asked the king. "Better than had he died." Redman nodded in return. -------------------------- Three days later A Yichnelevanian cruiser with heavy escort lowered towards Earth, never quite landing. A shirtless man was thrown from the side into the dirt, and the transport left. Turner stood up, staring around this familiar and painful wasteland. Perhaps it was best that he'd left his ship in the care of the Juzians prior to his return to Craznia.
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Post by Biggie on Dec 25, 2008 19:12:51 GMT -5
EARTH A Master Capital Ship, followed by three Fleets pierced the planetary border. Transports, flanked by Stalker jets flew overhead. "CAPTAIN TURNER. THIS IS THE NECRONS. PREPARE FOR EVAC."
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Post by Yich on Dec 25, 2008 19:15:53 GMT -5
Turner looked up, wind whipping around him. "Thank you!" he called.
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Post by Biggie on Dec 25, 2008 19:17:01 GMT -5
The Transport set down, dropping the back. Alana waited, a serious look upon her face.
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Post by Yich on Dec 25, 2008 19:19:18 GMT -5
Turner stumbled up the walk, and stopped in fromt of Alana, sweating in the sun, covered with a thick layer of muddy dust. "Thank you," he reitterated, "What do we do now?"
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Post by Biggie on Dec 25, 2008 19:21:07 GMT -5
"You lay here." She gestured to a medical bed. "This is a medical transport and I have to examine you for wounds." She blushed a bit as she led him over. The transports lifted off. "After you have eaten and been examined, King Feore is going to speak with you about your future. Take your clothes off, please." She blushed a deep scarlet.
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Post by Yich on Dec 25, 2008 19:23:21 GMT -5
Turner Raised his head for a moment, staring down at her, and did as he was told.
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Post by Biggie on Dec 25, 2008 19:25:22 GMT -5
She quickly ran scanners over him, trying not to linger or appear to stare. She did, however, have to admire his body. Even after the deep exposure, he somehow managed to survive what would have killed most. Half an hour later, she was done. "The shower is over there, and here are clothes and a towel. She turned around to run teh diagnostics.
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Post by Yich on Dec 25, 2008 19:28:08 GMT -5
Turner propped himself up on his only good arm, the right, his left showed still un-healed signs from the events of 7 months before, as did most of his left side. He stumbled to the shower and cleaned himself up before dressing as best he knew how, and laying back on the bed.
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Post by Biggie on Dec 25, 2008 19:30:28 GMT -5
"Well Captain Turner, you truly are a tough man. Your left hand appears to be completely dead. However, besides that, you are merely beat up really bad. I'm giving you highly concentrated pain killers. Now, there is a High-Necromancer on the Master Capital ship. In theory, he can bring your left hand back to life. If you wish." She placed his food tray on the side table, and a pain-killer with water.
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Post by Yich on Dec 25, 2008 19:33:41 GMT -5
"Rather he not, if it's all the same, serves as a nice reminder of all I've done, this hand of mine." Turner took the painkiller willingly, it had been months since he'd slept well, and he wasn't above admitting that it hurt, badly. He lay back on the bed and closed his eyes, searching for sleep.
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Post by Biggie on Dec 25, 2008 19:35:45 GMT -5
Alana rubbed his head affectionately. They would be arriving at the "Deathwalker" Master Capital ship within eight hours. She smiled and went to sleep herself on the cot oposite.
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Post by Yich on Dec 25, 2008 19:37:55 GMT -5
Turner slept the full 8 hours. never stirring, the best rest he'd had in months.
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Post by Biggie on Dec 25, 2008 19:41:29 GMT -5
"Wake up sleepy head. The King wants to speak with you."
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Post by Biggie on Dec 25, 2008 19:43:51 GMT -5
OOC: Be back in three-six minutes.
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