Justice (part 4)

Posted on Sun Dec 29th, 2013 @ 1:49pm by Ensign Maria Delgado & 1st Lieutenant Kara Melo & Staff Sergeant Thomas Bosley & Commander Hans Munich & Captain Cameron Bourne & Warrant Officer Sterling Kamala IV & Gaia
Edited on on Sun Dec 29th, 2013 @ 2:32pm

1,346 words; about a 7 minute read

Mission: Tabula Rasa
Location: Planetside, somewehre

[CONTINUED]

[OLD]

Har, to Gribble's right, seemed to catch a spear in the chest. He let out a cry and fell to the wayside. Across the opening Hans stepped out with his other spear. "You know I am going to get that back..." He raised his spear. "I am here to protect you from... her." He gesture towards Maria. "If you wish to really take her you might want to get friends?"

[NEW]


Maria turned to Hans and grinned. "Thanks for the save!"

Gribble got up, now furious that she hit him, and swung with his club. Maria dodged, but caught the tip of the club on her back. It was enough to knock her to the ground.

Hans stepped up and brought his staff end of the spear to knock Gribble's hand up while the spear rotated in his grip until the spear end was in perdfect place to be moved to the base of Gribble's neck and draw just a bit of blood. "Move and you friend dies..." It was a play to make someone else charge Hans so the staff end could be used laterally. Your chance to get up Maria..." He urged.

Maria nodded and scrambled to her feet, grabbing her staff as she did so.

Tolka stepped to aid his friend, the worst choice that could be made; the end of the staff moved above the arms and hit the center of the face, driving the man back. Gribble started to move when the spear was back near his throat.

Maria swung her staff and hit Tolka in the back of his knees, knocking him to the ground.

Tolka fell and Gribble took the chance Hans would look away; it was the last bad coice the man made in his life. The spear killed him before Tolka hit the ground. Leaving Hans to rely on Maria to cover his back and take out ankles if the last man decided to charge?

"Thanks for the backup," Maria said to Hans. "You and I make a good team."

Busah took his chance to step into the fray and with his baton swung to hit Hans in the mid section

Maria ran at Busah and, with the end of her staff, hit him in his kidney. "Malcreado!" She then hit him across his face as he turned towards her.

"Remind me not to get you mad." Hans said as he noted no one else being around ot cause trouble. "So was that two and two for the score?"

"I wasn't counting," Maria admitted. "But if we're tied, we should go for three. Either separately or together is fine with me," she added with a grin.

"There has to me more chances to gain points?" Hans said to Maria. "What say I .. watch your back and we find out anyone else who want to cause trouble and put them down?" He smiled. Care to join me?" His Strong German accent showing his background he could not remember.

"Claro!" It sounded like fun. Well, as long as Maria had someone to cover her back it was fun. "I do not think we will have to wait long."

An arrow flew past them with a thwack. "I think we should start with him." She ululated loudly as she ran towards the bowman.

True to his word Hans fell in behind maria and snatched the second spear out of the dead man as he passed. "Remember to zig-zag , Bowmen cheat."

"Zig zag. Got it." The bowman let off another shot, missing her by inches. She let out another cry as she approached. She was almost within range when he turned, dropped his bow and ran.

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Rico smiled as he noticed Mojo reeling. He walked over to Mojo towering above the man before grabbing him by the neck and striking him with a series of blow to the head.

Mojo twitched and did not move again.

One of the smugglers saw the shadowy figure of Sterling and let out a whoop. "You can't hide from me. Come out and fight or I'll burn you out."

Sterling had been contemplating dropping the bow and going to hand to hand, which he knew without knowing, he was good at. But the smuggler was annoying and whiny. So he drew back the bow and fired.

"Hey! No fair!" Bruto yelled as he fell backwards onto the ground. "I can't fight now that I've taken an arrow to the knee" he yelled. "You're not allowed to use our weapons!"

"I made this weapon you stupid son of a maggot. This is war, its not supposed to be fair. Besides you're one to talk. You can pick on someone who's defenseless, but don't like it when we fight back."

"Of course not, Bruto said. "I only fight when the odds are in my favor." While he spoke he stealthily pulled out a knife and threw it at Sterling.

Sterling cursed as the knife buried itself in his already injured shoulder. He managed to lash out with his foot, but he wasn't sure if he would connect, or how effective the kick would be if he did hit.

Bruto twisted away from the kick, but it caught him in the knee. He fell backwards and hit his head on a rock. Stupid luck, he thought. And I'm not wearing clean underwear.

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Limping away from the 'war zone', Cam managed, with Kara's help, to find a small rock to sit on. As soon as he was seated, Cam tore off a strip of material from his shirt and started to quickly, and painfully, warp up his broken hand. Even though it wouldn't help with the broken bones, it could control the bleeding a little.

"Don't," Kara said, putting a hand on his to stop him. "That's not going to help you hand. Let me do it." She brushed his hand away and carefully wrapped his broken hand to stop the bleeding but not cause any further damage to the broken bones.

Wincing a little, Cam put on a smile to try and cover the amount of pain he was in. On top of his broken hand, he had several other injuries from the beating he'd just taken. From what he could tell, he probably had at least two cracked ribs, inturnal bleeding and a twisted ankle. "Wow, you didn't tell me you were a Nurse maid as well as a fighter. Makes me wonder what else you're hiding under that pretty face"

Kara finished what she was doing and gave Cam a quick kiss. "When you find out, let me know."

Kara turned back to look at the fighting and found that it seemed to be over. She whistled softly to get the attention of her team.

When they regrouped, she counted, pleased to see that they were all alive. Injured, but alive. "Did you get them all?"

Thomas nodded. "Yep. Did a recon myself. Found their stash of weapons." He nodded to a bundle tied in a blanket. "I think we can put them to better use."

"Good. Call the others. Let's join the others before it gets dark."

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Sometime later Mojo rolled over on his back, his leg hurt, his head hurt and he was having a dickens of a time seeing any thing. The dark skinned man felt that this was a past life, and that he had moved on to better things. Much better things. He tentatively put his hand up to his head and brought it before his eyes it appeared to have slightly damp blood on it. He saw figures near him but they were a blurry mass. He shifted and moaned in pain, his thigh burned with pain.

OFF

Har, Gribble, Busah, Tolka
NPCd by Munich

Rico
NPCd by Vance

Bruto
NPCd by Melo

Lieutenant Hans Munich
Chief Operations Officer

Ensign Maria Delgado
Science Officer

Warrant Officer Sterling Kamala IV
Security Investigations

1st Lieutenant Cameron Bourne
Marine CO

Staff Sergeant Kara Melo
Alpha Platoon Leader

Mojo
Lounge worker

Staff Sergeant Thomas Bosley
Charlie Platoon Leader

 

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