Something is not right with me, things are happening to me. It feels like there are hands trying to tear their way out through me.
I think I need to take some time to rest...for a bit. I know this is not the proper time, but, may be it is for the best.
When I was releasing Lardi, my powers fizzled out, then it was like everything came out, then all that strength I used on Lardi...I can not control myself.
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<Ranger walks up behind Sam and Tony who are standing in the observation Deck of Doc One's Operating Theatre. Below them a team of Specialists are franticly working to save Lard Lad's Life.>
What happened Sam?
Truth and Justice shall Prevail! (How many times can Lardy dodge the reaper?)
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From: The Back Office in Abin's Fixit Shop. | Registered: Sep 2003
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It's Bad Ranger, real bad. He took a bullet to the head. Blood everywhere in his office and brain matter, not a lot... but...
You're supposed to be dead when your brain has been blown out onto the floor... But he wasn't.
Hell, he was trying to get up off of the floor, muttering something about the Dark Oval.
We Got him here as fast as possible.
Brit found him, one of the Monitors at the Security Office was acting wierd so she decided to check out why. I think it was just an excuse to get out of the office. She was at the patch panel and heard the shot. Tony and I were rolling two seconds later.
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From: Medicus Two | Registered: Dec 2003
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<Dev walks in the room where Sam, Tony and Space Ranger are all watching the operation.>
ahem. Sorry to interupt sir, but Everday Girl told me that I could find you here, so I came as quickly as I could.
Furball is leading a team from your office to the gunmans perch. He's relly confused about what he's found though.
He said that there were traces of silver, but he could not pick up on what type of weapon was actually used...or any trace of who would have fired the weapon. Which is odd given his acute senses.
I know I'm not officially on your team, but I want to help out in any way possible. I cannot find Cobalt anywhere, and am actually a little concerned about that fact.
I've worked for Cobalt before doing undercover work, and pure muscle work when needed. Anything you need, let me know.
From: Turn around... | Registered: Jul 2003
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<suddenly bursts through the hallway window at top speed, spilling onto the floor; Cobalt Kid is covered in cuts and bruises>
Where is he?
<holds up hands to stop questions>
I know, I know, use the front door. Yes, I was attacked as well. I'm okay, just some cuts and bruises. It's been a busy 24 hours and I've quite literally been to hell and back. But that's a story for another time.
Where's Lardy?
<is walked a few doors down to Lardy's room>
Everyone, there isn't much time for explanations. I need you all to stand back.
<notices Sam Pureheart but does not say anything; pulls off gloves and throws them on the floor; places bare hands on Lardy's shoulders; soon a low level blue glow begins to pulsate; it grows a deeper blue over time>
Head wound? One of the harsher wounds I've treated...but I should be able to handle it...
From: If you don't want my peaches, honey... | Registered: Sep 2003
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<Cobalt removes hands as the healing process continues and the deep blue glow remains around Lardy; Cobalt falls backwards a bit, but two of the nurses catch him; he wipes the sweat from his foreheads and momentarily his own wounds worsen as his healing power is used elsewhere>
...little...out of...breath...
<he smiles at the nurses>
Lardy, you okay? Looks like someone tried to kill you too...
From: If you don't want my peaches, honey... | Registered: Sep 2003
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