[Marvak]

OOC: ehe, rightio then Zerox ^^; *edits post*

IC:Cal shakily got up from the ground, he could feel several painful scrapes and deep cuts on his arms, legs and torso. Hearing a voice next to him, he froze, and slowly turned his head.
"That thing just talk...?!" he wondered, before passing it off as his own mind playing tricks on him. Meeches don't talk. Meeches are supposed to all be dead, anyways, but he didn't worry about that as much. He turned to the slig holding the rifle and his taser, a rather indignant look on his face.
'Dude, that's mine. Gimmie!' he said, seemingly unafraid of the weapons, and reaching out to snatch it back.
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'Yeah, that's right. I'm Ricardo. I'm surprised you didn't recognise me sooner.' Ricky's eyes narrowed, but kept his stance. If this slig was really going to try and bring him to justice, he wouldn't be stupid enough to shoot him then and there.
Surreptitously glancing towards Cal, his heart skipped a beat; how the hell had he let his only weapon get taken away from him?! Now they were both in the sh@t...
If only he could reach into the box in his pants without the slig noticing... He decided to hurry things along.
'So what you gonna do then?' he said, keeping his arms up high.