| quote: | Originally posted by Tempest
((Yeah, see...there's no monetary system here. You join and don't get paid. Sucks to be you, if you're looking for money.))
*Azrael looks at Vince*
My name is Azrael Aznable...my father is the ledgendary Char Aznable. I guess you could say...freedom fighting is in the blood.
*he puts a set of documents into his flight jacket, and notices Vince looking at him. Azrael smiles*
It's just...a little surprise i have cooked up for Brahe. Believe me...it's a doozy... |
Well whatever you plan to do good luck, i must go back to my friends. Goodbye Azrael, maybe i shall be able to fight beside you sometime.
*Vince leaves at some pace anxious to return to the med lab. Upon arriving he sees the nurses exiting the room and he steps in as they pass.
In the room a doctor stands holding a clipboard with a sollum expression across his face.*
Vince: How are they? *he looks over at the two beds to see the women lying still*
Doctor: Sasha has been operated succsesfully upon, she merely needs to have some natural recovery time. We have given her stimulants to speed the process.
...Leanne on the other hand is not in such a stable state, we have removed all the fragments but she suffered more extensive internal damage, We can hope she will recover but only time will tell. We have done waht we can. Goodbye.
*The man leaves the room and shuts the door. Vince walks up to and between the beds and rests his hands upon each womans forehead. Sashas bein warm to the touch as she breathes softly, Leannes frighteningly cold with a clamy sweat over it. *
Vince: Do i feel joy at the life of one, or despair at the casualty of the other..I can not even place the blame for this upon Bhall. Can i place the blame upon a friend?
Edit Sig | Recycle Thread | Report this post to a moderator | IP: Logged |