Never mind that. I wasn't thinking of that one of the members here is named Orion when I created him.
I think I fainted. Not really, just inside. My memory disappeared, and I was only a vulnerable slig again. It changed so fast, it felt like I was going smaller on the very chair I sat on.
"Irmae, get out." the BBS suddenly said. She turned around and looked on him.
"What? But I was.." she started.
"Get out, now!" he growled. They stared at each other for a while. If a fly would have flied between their eyes in that moment, it would probably be toasted. She mumbled something while grabbing the gun, walking out and kicking the door instead of closing it. The slig closed the door and pressed his ear at it. He listened, after what? He sighed.
"OK, she's gone..." he said. I looked at him.
"Uh.." I started.
"I know who you are. I am at your side of the fight, alright?"
"I don't know, and I..."
"We don't have time for any chit-chat." He suddenly said loudly. He walked up to me. I thought he was going to hit me again. But he took my knife and stabbed himself in the arm with it. He made small movements in his face. Me and the girl just stared at him.
"Now stand up..." he said.
I did so. I stood up and walked away from the table a few steps.
"Stay like that." he said. I just wondered what the hell he was doing.
"I'm sorry about this, pal.." he said. Then my curiosity grabbed me completely.
"Hey, what are you..."
I felt a big hit. He smashed me in the head with something. Small red stars twinkled in front of me, the floor twisted and turned all over and it felt like someone and screaming loudly next to my ear. I fell down. The red stars didn't leave. But my vision started to work again. The chair was wrecked. He'd hit me in the head with a chair. He picked me and the girl up and walked away.
"Look..." he whispered. "I really had to do that, I'm sorry."
I couldn't answer. One word and my head would explode. Each word felt like torture, just like in the desert. It got a bit colder. He laid me and the girl down on the street. Then he pulled out the knife of his arm and wiped something away. I couldn't really see what it was. Then he put it back where he first took it and walked back in again. Neither me nor the girl was in a shape good enough to walk in that moment. My thoughts were like blurry pictures and rippen apart pages of a book. I couldn't even think.
So heroic...
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