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2005-06-24 [G:/enesis~]: Warfox: *walks through a desert in his black sleeveless armor, and black pants. His short, spikey, blond hair moves with the wind, as he walks across the desert. He wears matching shiney metal colored bracelets that have some glowing blue on them.*
2005-10-23 [Averon]: Tarron: *watching from a faraway dune* "So this is the warfox I've heard soo much about." *Looking through the scope of his .50 cal sniper rifle he wonders how many bullets it will take before this Warfox lies on the ground dead.*
2005-10-23 [G:/enesis~]: Warfox: *dragging his feet, he looks exhausted, as he holds his arm, that blood is dripping from. he has obviously been in a battle recently.* "almost....the
2005-10-23 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *pulls herself out of the sand once Warfox passed, scarf covering her face to keep the sand out of her nose and mouth. slowly pulls a dagger from her boot and twirls it in her hand as she slowly comes up from behind the wounded man*
2005-10-23 [Averon]: Tarron:*Pulls the trigger sounding a thunderstorm of sound that could easily be heard from a mile away, his sights directly on warfoxes head. But the bullet misses and cuts right between Crimson and Warfox.* "Shit." He says under his breath as he attempts to line up his sights for another shot.
2005-10-23 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *blinks slightly and quickly looks in Tarron's direction, seeing the man with the gun perched on a nearby dune. her eyes go wide then pushes Warfox face first into the sand before dropping down to a croutch*
2005-10-23 [Averon]: Tarron:'KILL WARFOX!!!!!!!!
2005-10-23 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *had managed to make her way to the back side of the dune and comes up from behind Tarron, her hazel almost ice blue eyes locked on the strange man who was talking to himself.*
2005-10-23 [Averon]: "No I will not kill for you anymore." *He said in a low voice as he noticed her shadow, He casually reached for his silenced 9mm beretta on his thigh*
2005-10-23 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *had seen his movements and ducked down so that her shadow mimiced and blended in with his. He noticed that her movements were similar to that of a cat in their fluidness*
2005-10-23 [Averon]: Tarron: *Knows she meets no harm so he lowers his hand* "Sorry about your friend there.." *He stands up walking down the dune to retrive his rifle* "I nearly blew his head off, I am not happy about that." *He grabs his rifle and puts it in a sling on his back, He can see her walking down the dune after him*
2005-10-23 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *in a single fluid movement she slices his money pouch from his belt and takes off in a dead run in a totally different direction with amazing agility over the sands, his money pouch in hand*
2005-10-23 [Averon]: Tarron: *only laughs hysterically as he watches her run for he knows what is really in the pouch*
2005-10-23 [G:/enesis~]: *after a moment he notices that Warfox is gone. no trace of where he went.*
2005-10-23 [Averon]: Tarron:"Figure
2005-10-23 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *skids as a native of the desert emerges from the sand and she nearly slams into them. ends up scrambling up, dropping the pouch in the process as she gets out of the way of an attack. she feels something pull on her foot, only able to let out a cry of surprise as she gets pulled back into the sand leaving behind paniced and desperate claw marks in the sand*
2005-10-23 [G:/enesis~]: Warfox: *jumps over a san dune, and slams his hand into the sand area where Crimson was pulled in and grabs her arm.*
2005-10-23 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *feels someone trying to pull her as her lungs were beginning to hurt and holds on as Warfox pulls her out. gasps for air and starts coughing*
2005-10-23 [Averon]: Tarron: Hears her scream and rushes to the direction. He pulls his 9mm from its holster as he approaches the scene* 'Why the hell am I doing this?' His mind asks him. *He fires off five rounds into the desert natives, each bullet meets the target intended square in the head. Sending a shower of blood and grey matter onto the sand. As Crimson struggles to her feet he grabs his pouch. He sees War Fox help Crimson to her feet and he just places his 9mm back into his holster and waits for her to say something*.
2005-10-23 [G:/enesis~]: Warfox:*turns, and begins to head back into the direction he was traveling, as he limps away.*
2005-10-23 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *pulls her scarf off and Tarron and Warfox see that she only seemed to look about 16. still coughing slightly she looks at both of the men* how much do I owe?
2005-10-23 [Averon]: Tarron: "Nothing to me," *He sees the shocked expression in her face* "I kill for a living." *He adds as he loads five more bullets into his 9mm clip*
2005-10-23 [crowfeather]: Crimson: so... you're not going to arrest or kill me? *her voice was amazingly matter of fact*
2005-10-23 [G:/enesis~]: Warfox: *watch the two talk, as he thinks about continuing on his path.*
2005-10-23 [Averon]: Tarron: "We arn't going to arrest her." *he stated sarcastically to Warfox* "Let me tell you if they ever got thier hands on me I'd be the one getting arrested." *He said in a low voice only Crimson could hear*
2005-10-23 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *blinks at him but nods in understanding then glances about before looking back at Tarron*
2005-10-23 [G:/enesis~]: Warfox: *stays quite for a moment, as he listens to the two talk.*
2005-10-23 [Averon]: Tarron: *walks over to Warfox* "Sorry about trying to kil you back there, it was...........
2005-10-23 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *watches Warfox and Tarron, tilting her head slightly then shakes her head as she puts her scarf back on and starts to go on ahead knowing that she was not needed or wanted around*
2005-10-23 [G:/enesis~]: Warfox: *looks at the man, with a blank expression before lending Tarron his arm.* "you missed thats all that matters."
2005-10-23 [Averon]: Tarron: "Now don't be walking away now." *He said to Crimson as she started to walk away* "You are very skilled." *He said as he pulled off his First-aid kit* "I don't usually miss." *He states as he begins work on Warfoxe's arm* "I'll need help to bandage this man up too, so you better stay."
2005-10-23 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *pauses in mid step and glances back at them watching Tarron tending to Warfox's wound*
2005-10-23 [Averon]: *He watches Crimson walk back down the dune to his side* "Thank you, now hold his arm steady while I get a metal shard out of it." *He states as he reaches for a rasor in his kit*
2005-10-23 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *nods her head and holds Warfox's arm still, her grip quiet firm*
2005-10-23 [Averon]: Tarron: "I have some morpheme if you want it." *He holds up a syrenge labeled 100mg of morpheme* "The metal has to be removed and it's in pretty deep, maybe even lodged in the bone."
2005-10-23 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *raises an eyebrow at the seemingly one sided conversation. surprised that strangers would even take care of each other*
2005-10-23 [G:/enesis~]: Warfox: *still looking at the man, nods.* "I dont take morphine..."
2005-10-23 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *before Tarron does anything she carefully picks out a couple of maggots that were in the wound, pulling her scarf down sightly and eatting them. noticed the men looking at her and simpley shrugs* protien
2005-10-23 [Averon]: Tarron:"If you insist." *Hh says as he digs in deep to Warfoxes arm to retrieve the piece of metal from beep within his arm. He finally grasps it with a pair of pliars ans pulle it forcefully from the bone it was lodged into. He then stitches up the opening that he has created wrapping his arm in gauss after he had finished.* "You are going to wish you took the morphine." *He said as he watched the disgusted took on Crimsons face.* "So how did you two end up here?" *This was a very daring question*
2005-10-23 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *shrugs slightly as she sucks Warfox's blood off of her fingers* dunno about him but I'm just passing though... *Tarron could see that her ruggad clothing was scavenged off of various people, alive or dead he didn't know.* don't know either of you so I am out of here... *turns and starts to walk away again *
2005-10-23 [Averon]: "I haven't introduced myself yet I am Tarron." *He says to them both* "What about you two?
2005-10-23 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *pauses and glances back* they call me Crimson....
2005-10-23 [Averon]: Tarron: "Crimson, a very implying name. If I am correct it means the colour red also, blood red infact." *He turns to look directly into her eyes*
2005-10-23 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *she nods her head* I earned that name... *looks back at him with an amazing firmness in her eyes which also hides buried secrets and emotions*
2005-10-23 [G:/enesis~]: Warfox: ***flinches as he feels the pain.* "I had ran into some trouble, and had to find a place to lie low for a while before i headed on."
2005-10-23 [G:/enesis~]: (brb, I have to eat)
2005-10-23 [crowfeather]: (alrighty... )
2005-10-23 [crowfeather]: Crimson: hn.. so you come to the desert? gee that was smart... *raises an eyebrow at Warfox then looks back at Tarron*
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