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A Bleak Beginning, In A Desolate Future

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Re: A Bleak Beginning, In A Desolate Future

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Moi didn't even flinch when the first gunshot echoed into the air. It was too familiar, almost comforting even. A little smile, the first in a couple months started to slowly twitch at the left corner of her mouth. Moi bent down and slipped a couple things from one pocket of her pants. A Makarov PM and one cartridge of 9mm. A shot fired into the bar whizzing past her ear and into a wall behind her. She slid the cartridge into the gun and then slowly stretched her neck to one side and then the other.

With an almost carefree manner that one might see in a young girl walking to school, Moi walked steadily out the door into the sunlight.

The sight she saw didn't even make her raise an eyebrow. She slid along the walls in the shadows, ignored completely by both parties. Not until she was entirely behind the other gangs lines did she take off the safety on her gun. One man, late 40s, going gray, crouched behind what might have been a dumpster in an age where people threw away their trash. He glanced at her once, assessing no threat he put all of his attention back to the fight at hand. He probably even thought it was someone else's bullet who ripped through his brain and out onto the ground seconds later. Moi smiled, too easy. She thought.

Then the six guys nearest their fallen comrade turned around. Shit. She stopped, dropped, and rolled. Bullets were coming from everywhere. One grazed her right leg. Moi fell into the dumpster.
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Re: A Bleak Beginning, In A Desolate Future

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He dashed out of the bar with the speed he gained chasing sewer rats as a child. Wes looked around and spotted the Woman from earlier "Shit." he dashed of to her and stood in front of her holding his sword in ready position "Bring It." He dashed up to one of the gang members and with a quick slash lobbed his head off.
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Re: A Bleak Beginning, In A Desolate Future

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Moi climbed out of the dumpster to see one of the guys from the bar slashed his sword wildly at one of the men. She quickly ripped a strip off of the bottom of her already shredded t-shirt and tied it around her bleeding thigh. Then she looked up, angry. F*ckers tore my pants up. She slid her pistol back into a pocket.

Moi reached behind her and whipped out her M60. No games now.

She ran into the middle of the remaining 4 guys, who were probably killed more by shock than anything else, and sprayed hellfire and bullets through their undeserving chests.

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Re: A Bleak Beginning, In A Desolate Future

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Wes laughs "You're tougher than you look, Umm whats your name?" He cleaned his sword of with his robe and slid it back into its sheath.

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Re: A Bleak Beginning, In A Desolate Future

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This was getting interesting, thought Terran, as he watched a man and a women kill six people. He had also seen someone take out a guy wit his knife. "Hmm these guys are fighting to survive, and thats the best kind of fight" he said to himself. He walked up to the four remaining enemies pulled out his pistol and shot two of them, then as they were turning to fire he threw his guns forward and up in the air, pulled his sword out, and killed the two remaining guys. He put his sword away and caught his pistols out of the air.

Well, he thought, why don't I go introduce myself.
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Re: A Bleak Beginning, In A Desolate Future

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Moi glanced over as a young man killed off the, what seemed to be the last, four men. Then she looked back at the man who apparently dashed to her rescue. "My name is Moi," she said.
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Re: A Bleak Beginning, In A Desolate Future

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Kendra was still sitting in the mans room deciding what she was gonna do next when she heard all the comotion. then there was some sort of announcement and people running. Kendra pulled out her double barreld shotgun and went running too. She followed the flow of people out the front door into the gun fight. It was insanity. Everyone was firing at once. Kendra ducked around a corner and took aim. She fired at a man across the street. Her shot hit its mark and the mans firing arm was hit, blowing a chunk out of his shoulder. Kendra fired again empting her sencond shot and quickly reloading. She wasnt sure who these people were but if she wanted to get on with the mans "crew" she might as well start helping now. She fired her shotgun again twice and then pulled out her 45 clabor pistol. The fight was comming to and end but it was still quite exciting. Kendra still couldnt decide who was who and was very wary about shooting to kill, it wasnt her style to kill without reason. But some of these bastards asked for it. She saw a man take out another with a knife. *damn these people are pretty good.* She thought to herself. She saw the man she had spoken with earlier and decided to make her way to him...
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Re: A Bleak Beginning, In A Desolate Future

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O'Mar watched in quiet amusemeant, and a little bit of shock, as several new people just burst into the fight. A crazy asian woman with huge guns (no pun intended) tore through what had to be atleast six of the Lasetnas, a guy with A FUCKING SWORD lobbed one dudes head off. O'Mar thought that there might've been a sniper nearby, since he watched three guys just drop out of no where, and looking back towards Zeek's, he saw that one enemy who'd tried to sneak up on them had been stabbed; IN THE EYE. O'Mar just stood up, and walked out toward the middle of the street where the sword weilder and asian girl were. He calmly popped out the clip in his AK and started topping it off when he asked, "Alright... Who the FUCK are you guys? I mean, shit, my life's pretty crazy as it is, but when a psycho asian girl with an M60, and some dude in robes with a sword come into one of my gang fights and help me mop up, well.. It get's CRAZIER... But nice to meet you, my name's O'Mar." O'Mar then looked at the two of them, as he idly kept putting bullets into his clip.
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Re: A Bleak Beginning, In A Desolate Future

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Wes ducked as a bullet zoomed over his head but he was too slow and it knocked the hood of his robe off "They will pay for that! IT cost me 50 Dollars!" He pulled out his sword and dashed at the gang member who shot at him and slashed his arms off right at the shoulder blade. Wes put up his sword. and pulled out a magnum, he fired a bullet into the mans head. Wes walks back over to Moi and the O'mar "She's Moi, I'm Wes." He looked at them his black eyes seeming alien.

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Re: A Bleak Beginning, In A Desolate Future

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Moi looked at O'Mar and cocked her head to one side. She hadn't really meant to get involved, but it was too late for that. Those guys ripped her pants, and she loved her pants. She put her M60 back into it's straps and then winced and grabbed her leg. Not cool.. She looked up at O'Mar.

"Is there clean water in the bar?"

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Re: A Bleak Beginning, In A Desolate Future

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The hooded man introduced himself as Wes, and the woman as Moi. Moi then asked, "Is there clean water in the bar?" Mar couldn't help but laugh a bit. "Aww shit, of course we got clean water. And good food too." O'Mar then looked at the bartender, who was reloading his shotty and composing himself a bit. "Bartender, give these guys whatever they want. Put it on my tab if it gets too expensive. I'll check ya later me and Kory have things to do." O'Mar then started walking away, Kory following him as they went off to complete their mission..

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Re: A Bleak Beginning, In A Desolate Future

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"Thank you," Moi said, then walked back into the bar, quickly. the strip of cloth she had tied around her leg was already completely seeped in blood and she was starting to get dizzy. She tripped and fell into a chair, breathing heavily.

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Re: A Bleak Beginning, In A Desolate Future

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He smiled "You're gonna need alot of money. Ill take 2 of everything." He took a seat. "Only got a few bullets left." Wes sighed "Such Is Life.or as Granny said: Lifes a bitch, Then you die...MOI!" He fell off his chair and picked her up. "We Need anyone with medical knowledge!"

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Re: A Bleak Beginning, In A Desolate Future

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Moi glanced at the man who sat next to her and scowled. "Water, please," she growled at the bartender. She then proceeded to untie the bit of bloody cloth, put on hand on the table to steady herself, and stand up. With her free hand she undid her belt and promptly dropped her pants to the floor. She then hopped up on to the table and when the bartender brought the water over she took the jug and dumped it over her bloody leg.

"Shit." It was no graze, Moi could see the bullet sunken into her thigh. F*ck, she thought and pulled a hunting knife out of her boot.

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Re: A Bleak Beginning, In A Desolate Future

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"Moi!" He looked at the bullet in her thigh "We need to sterilize the knife first.Or.." He sighed "it could get infected and you could die"

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Re: A Bleak Beginning, In A Desolate Future

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Moi looks at him, "My lighter is out of fluid," she manages to say before passing out cold.

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Re: A Bleak Beginning, In A Desolate Future

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"....Well." he grabbed the knife, and wiped it on his robe. He slowly slid the knife into the wound and carefully pulled the bullet out. "i need something to stitch up the wound."

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Re: A Bleak Beginning, In A Desolate Future

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Terran walked in the bar. He walked over to the group and pushed the man, Wes, he thought, out of the way. He then slid a small needle and surgical string out and stitched up the wound. When he finished he wrapped it in a piece of cloth. He stood up and smiled at them. " The name is Terran, nice to meet you."

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Re: A Bleak Beginning, In A Desolate Future

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Wes looked at man who called himself Terran. His black eyes gleamed with a small trace of a red and blue and green color "You didn't need to shove me."

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"Sorry, not the talkative type, anyway, you were to frantic, shes had worse then this you can tell, the important thing is a steady hand, your shaking. Also, do you really think you would have moved." Terran turned and sat down on a stool, "just a water for me, please."

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