Post by Ronin Wendigo on Jan 7, 2017 22:16:15 GMT -5
Malic ,Akio Kahoshi ,Mak Manto ,Ronin Wendigo ,Amnell de Portiers ,Hevana Martin
It was then once he has gotten into the sewers and just a few feet ahead find some old discarded crates. From which he takes shelter behind that he pause with a blaster drawn in one hand. While the other slowly ran to let the fingertips brush over the side his head. Where it pause just about an inch over side his left ear. Stopping briefly as he feels the metallic protrusion. OF a small seem insignificant device that had somehow gotten stuck pinned in place. A faint drip of blood and bit of puss could be felt still somewhat warm to the touch. As the memory hit him.....of that time in the bar not too long ago. Where out on a whim or what not....he could not remember being how drunk he was. That somehow he'd gotten hold and hook up with some sort device. Which at first seem quite pleasant as it helps lull him into seeming the state of calm. He'd not had for such a long time......that is until it all change.
And before he knew it he'd black out one min. to wake up in a whole different place. Missing time and being taunted by a strange voice which all the while made him think that maybe he was going mad. But he wouldn't accept it as such in a fit of rage he'd rip the device off his head. Well as much of it, he could but this seems not work as a small bit of it seem been lodge deep and had been painful, to say the least, to even touch. Cause him more lucid and vivid hallucination. That was at best he could remember just now was the reason he came here.
Which he only then having had his head cleared if but a moment came remember or realize. But then before he could try to make sense of it all. He hears a clank of something being dropped into the sewers which made him stand. With blaster in hand to investigate but then in unstable and weaken state he was. It had seemed too late before he knew it his eyes caught sight of the canister and the realization as to what it was. That all he could do was step back as in the state he was in he did the only thing he could. As he tried to reach out thru the force and use the bit he had left in him to toss it out. But then before he could realize it was too late. As it rose and hit the lid and came crashing down as it exploded sending good size flash thru out the darken sewer. Momentarily blinding him and throw him back crashing onto the crates. Which broke and splinter somewhat and embedding onto his side as he fell back with a loud thud.
"Surrender now or I will use lethal force."
As the voice then came as he let out a loud grunt of rage as he replied.
"Never you ......am not going ....nor will I be ....ever again."
His voice painted and still lost as he closed his eyes in pain. He then in a fit of rage and disoriented tried his best to clamor back to his feet. Staggering and bit tripping over as he painfully drags himself away. The faint drops of blood trickled from his side as he went. About feeling his way around as he went mind lost between the reality and the dream state when he would find himself whenever he blacks out. The voice taunting and whispering in his ears......begging him to kill.....rip apart.....to not hold back......the rage and darkness within......to set it free as it was meant to be.....to wreak havoc and death.....which part him wanted to but still however much he try to rid his mind of her....there she still was....pleading with him not to.... So conflicted and lost in his thought he acted and appeared to seem so unstable. Like a caged animal all but suddenly let loose....there was no telling how or what he would react once the trooper came down from their roost in. As she soon did with a splash.....down the rabbit hole and into the beast realm.
He turns in seem fit of rage and faces her......Though she was but few places from him in the darkness and rage within him. She might as well been hundreds of paces away. As his eyes grew heavy with each passing moment and blood loss. Breath growing labored as well...
It was then once he has gotten into the sewers and just a few feet ahead find some old discarded crates. From which he takes shelter behind that he pause with a blaster drawn in one hand. While the other slowly ran to let the fingertips brush over the side his head. Where it pause just about an inch over side his left ear. Stopping briefly as he feels the metallic protrusion. OF a small seem insignificant device that had somehow gotten stuck pinned in place. A faint drip of blood and bit of puss could be felt still somewhat warm to the touch. As the memory hit him.....of that time in the bar not too long ago. Where out on a whim or what not....he could not remember being how drunk he was. That somehow he'd gotten hold and hook up with some sort device. Which at first seem quite pleasant as it helps lull him into seeming the state of calm. He'd not had for such a long time......that is until it all change.
And before he knew it he'd black out one min. to wake up in a whole different place. Missing time and being taunted by a strange voice which all the while made him think that maybe he was going mad. But he wouldn't accept it as such in a fit of rage he'd rip the device off his head. Well as much of it, he could but this seems not work as a small bit of it seem been lodge deep and had been painful, to say the least, to even touch. Cause him more lucid and vivid hallucination. That was at best he could remember just now was the reason he came here.
Which he only then having had his head cleared if but a moment came remember or realize. But then before he could try to make sense of it all. He hears a clank of something being dropped into the sewers which made him stand. With blaster in hand to investigate but then in unstable and weaken state he was. It had seemed too late before he knew it his eyes caught sight of the canister and the realization as to what it was. That all he could do was step back as in the state he was in he did the only thing he could. As he tried to reach out thru the force and use the bit he had left in him to toss it out. But then before he could realize it was too late. As it rose and hit the lid and came crashing down as it exploded sending good size flash thru out the darken sewer. Momentarily blinding him and throw him back crashing onto the crates. Which broke and splinter somewhat and embedding onto his side as he fell back with a loud thud.
"Surrender now or I will use lethal force."
As the voice then came as he let out a loud grunt of rage as he replied.
"Never you ......am not going ....nor will I be ....ever again."
His voice painted and still lost as he closed his eyes in pain. He then in a fit of rage and disoriented tried his best to clamor back to his feet. Staggering and bit tripping over as he painfully drags himself away. The faint drops of blood trickled from his side as he went. About feeling his way around as he went mind lost between the reality and the dream state when he would find himself whenever he blacks out. The voice taunting and whispering in his ears......begging him to kill.....rip apart.....to not hold back......the rage and darkness within......to set it free as it was meant to be.....to wreak havoc and death.....which part him wanted to but still however much he try to rid his mind of her....there she still was....pleading with him not to.... So conflicted and lost in his thought he acted and appeared to seem so unstable. Like a caged animal all but suddenly let loose....there was no telling how or what he would react once the trooper came down from their roost in. As she soon did with a splash.....down the rabbit hole and into the beast realm.
He turns in seem fit of rage and faces her......Though she was but few places from him in the darkness and rage within him. She might as well been hundreds of paces away. As his eyes grew heavy with each passing moment and blood loss. Breath growing labored as well...
*fin*