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half aware he's being carried from some sort of vehicle, the smells in there were making his stomache twist and turn and the slap of chill air on his face makes him feel better, almost good enough to fall back into the abyss of unconciousness he's trying to climb out of. Instead he starts trying to move, alarmed at how out of control his limbs are
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*hisses in a whisper*
You are buying me a new pair of shoes. These weren't cheap.
*breaks the other heel*
*sees someone out of the corner of her eye, aims the gun and fires one round*
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*resists the urge to cover his ears that are now ringing*
Time to move!
*grabs her wrist and leads her at a jog through the forest looking for a place to hide*
Under here...take a minute to think.
*shoves her under a snag of fallen trees*
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*brushes the dirt off of her skirt*
You're replacing this skirt too. In fact, you're buying me an entire new outfit..
*muffled sounds when he covers her mouth*
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Do you want to live long enough to get the new outfit? Then quiet the fuck up!
*listens to the sounds from outside*
Someone wants to kill us and right now I don't know if it's human or demon. We can't stay here forever, they'll find us, especially if they're demon. We need to find a spot and ambush them.
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*bites down to get him to remove his hand*
*whispers quietly*
You be bait and I'll cover you.
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fuck me ow stop biting!
No one's going to be bait are you insane?
*listens to the movements*
There's at least two of them. Don't shoot unless you have a really clear shot ok? Lets move and find a good place to fight from.
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*follows Tristan out from where they are hiding, easily keeping pace with him, ducks behind a tree*
I can see the top of one of it's head. It's purple. Obviously demonic or in need a good stylist.
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*stops behind the tree to look around and catch their breath*
Demons, bad, they can smell us most likely and who knows what other lovely things they can do.
*realizes almost too late their being flanked*
Down!
*shoves Ingrid down as shots fly over their heads*
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Son of a bitch!
*glares at Tristan*
Okay, they can smell us, track us and if we run? Then they're just going to have a better chance at catching us off guard?
I say we fight it out now.
What other weapons do you have on you? I want the head of that purple prick that shot me.
*hisses*
Should you remove it with your knife first or do I try and ignore the fact there is a bullet in my leg?
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*drags her to her feet and moves them towards some cover*
You stay in here and shoot anything that moves...well except me please.
*hands over his second gun*
This one kicks like a mother, use both hands and try not to hit yourself in the head ok?
*slips away from the cover and moves towards the second demon*
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*ducks when the demon fires back at her*
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Fucker!
*fights for a few seconds before the demon lifts him by the neck and slams him against a tree hears the demons say something about a trophy before he manages to kick him and make him lose his grip*
Trophy my ass.
*shoots several times*
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Tristan! Are you alright?
*runs, limping slightly, over to where the demon is trying to reach it's weapon*
You prick. I'm mounting your head on my wall.
*empties the clip into the demon's groin area*
*pulls out the stake from her belt buckle, stabs it in the heart, demon goo spraying her shirt*
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Just die damnit!
*demon punches him and he crashes to the ground head spinning*
ow...
*demons attacks with a knife just as he gets the gun around and empties it into his abdomen, ending up with the knife buried in his shoulder and a really heavy dead demon laying on him*
Ingrid! What's happening?
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*looks kind of proud*
I need your knife because I'm bringing it's head back with me.
*limps over to him, helps to roll his demon off him*
This is going to hurt.
*yanks the knife out of his shoulder*
I'm going to borrow this.
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Fuck! Ingrid I have another knife, could you not cripple me for your new wall decoration?
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