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Maxx stalked up behind the man and smiled a bit, her bright purple eyes suddenly blasting two perfectly good laser beams and hitting the man right in the back of the neck. He slumps down onto the ground and she grabs the gun from his hand, "Looked like you dimwits needed a little help." She places her foot steadily on the man's skull and gives it a decent smash into the ground, and a loud crack is heard from his nose breaking.
She smiles up at the rest of the mutants and laugh, "Y'all look like a bunch of loonies, let's get the hell out of here." She nods towards the door.
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Angel frowned, freezing at the man's yells. Why couldn't she read his thoughts? She was practically useless! She bit her lip nervously, feeling tears well up in her eyes. She couldn't be shot. She couldn't! But she felt so useless right now, like a little girl. You have to be strong, though. She sniffled and blinked away the tears that filled her eyes. She wasn't a little girl anymore. Suddenly, the man fell over, collapsed to the ground. She scrambled back so he wouldn't fall on her. Then she stood up, watching as Maxx smashes his head down. She smiled to her. Maxx was nice. "Y'all look like a bunch of loonies, let's get the hell out of here."
Angel scrambled up, looking around for the bag of food she had collected from the kitchen and swung it over her back. Following the rest of the group towards the exit.
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"Damn..." Zach mumbles, rubbing the back of his neck and finding two sizable welts. He groaned inwardly and went to pick up his gun, which of course wasn't there. Snarling, he jumps up, dusting himself off ad dabbing at his bloody nose. He turns to Jacob. "Looks like we've got some mutants to catch." he says, before heading towards the weapons room.
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As he passed he placed his hand on her shoulder.
"Thanks for the backup," he said as he took the girls through the doors. He knew exactly how long he had been running, since his mind was able to multitask quite well.
312...313...314 he counted in his head. He finally reached a door marked exit and when he jump kicked it as best he could, still supporting Aileen and holding Áine. It opened far easier than he expected.
If he didn't have a problem with tiredness he probably would have had an open mouth and eyes wide open as he looked at the sight before him. There were endless possibilities of where they had been kept but, the sight still surprised Simon as he let out a big yawn.
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