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Post by Robb Tyrell on Mar 25, 2012 0:37:33 GMT
Of course his teleport wouldn't take him home. He had to fly, and had two hours to kill. That corresponded into waiting near the airport, outside where it was open and fresh, and just waiting there.
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Post by Zera Gureen on Mar 25, 2012 17:59:20 GMT
Zera and Marline just got of the, as Zera says the plane is, "That flight metal death trap." Marline patted him on the arm as she helped him along," There there Zera we are on land now besides better than sailing right?" Zera and Marline was walking away from the airport towards the open.
"I rather be sailing at least the worse that could happened is that i'll have to walk if i fall of the boat."
"At least we aren't roman."
"Oh don't you use that joke it's been done to death and back."
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Post by Robb Tyrell on Mar 25, 2012 18:02:49 GMT
Robb heard something and started walking, seeing someone on the ground and crying out, his cries being suffocated by a thick slime. Taken back a step, Robb watched as the slime rose up into a humanoid form, having fully absorbed the man, becoming a spiked, insect-like humanoid.
"Ok then," Robb said, "Crosschanger!" he called, transforming to Green Eagle.
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Post by Zera Gureen on Mar 25, 2012 18:07:55 GMT
Zera and Marline walked until they saw the monster and guy going to fight it, Zera sighed," Its going to be one of those days isn't it."
Zera thinking its probably a better time to not blow his cover, pulls out the Wild Redemption and moved in cautiously towards the monster.
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Post by Robb Tyrell on Mar 25, 2012 18:08:50 GMT
Robb slashed at it with his sword, but the armor was too thick.
"What?" he questioned, being pushed back. He just managed to duck the next swipe.
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Post by Zera Gureen on Mar 25, 2012 18:12:27 GMT
Zera aimed true and shot twice at the monster in the chest and said to the guy in the green suit from his cover," Need a little help laddy? What is that bloody thing anyway?"
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Post by Robb Tyrell on Mar 25, 2012 18:14:35 GMT
"I don't know," he answered, keeping his sword up, "I've never seen anything like it. It was just slime, then it overtook a man and became...that."
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Post by Zera Gureen on Mar 25, 2012 18:19:25 GMT
"Well maybe we can beat it out of the man then," said Zera," Just prays it works." Zera then fires the rest of the bullets and started reloading," Confounded thing i should have gotten the glock instead...."
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Post by Robb Tyrell on Mar 25, 2012 18:20:34 GMT
"Bullets aren't going to work," he told Zera, "Looks like it's armor is too thick," he leapt forward and slashed, but his sword stopped. It pushed back and slashed Robb, sending him rolling back, clutching his chest.
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Post by Zera Gureen on Mar 25, 2012 18:25:43 GMT
"Ah as the young people now a days say... screw it," Zera got out of his cover and turned into monster form and clothlined the monster," Are you alright laddy that looks like a nasty cut you got there."
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Post by Robb Tyrell on Mar 25, 2012 18:28:37 GMT
"I'm fine," he told Zera, not phased by the man's form. He could worry later. He drew his blade back up, "I'm a Ranger, a wound like this is nothing."
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Post by Zera Gureen on Mar 25, 2012 18:32:42 GMT
"Ah a ranger," said Zera," Met one of those recently nice young girl she is." Zera was looking around for the monster with his claws out.
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Post by Robb Tyrell on Mar 25, 2012 18:34:10 GMT
The Imin watched them, arm rippling into a blade.
"Slime...," he muttered, turning to Zera, "What can you do to keep it at bay?"
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Post by Zera Gureen on Mar 25, 2012 18:38:01 GMT
"I got just the thing," said Zera as he summoned the Sliver Sting. The twin scorpion swords appeared in his hand and he charged at the monster using the swords to try to hook the monster's arms and keep it pinned.
Marline just stood there next to the luggage and facepalmed.
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Post by Robb Tyrell on Mar 25, 2012 18:39:03 GMT
The Imin started to slash at Zera's blades.
Robb undid his transformation, then initiated his transformation to the Birdman. He ran forward, breathing fire at the side of the thing, making it rear back.
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