IC: Ricky yelled as a deafening blast sounded from the female Slig's gun, and rushed over to try and stop her. The scraggly-looking Slig turned and fled, as the female sank to the ground.
'Oi! You come back here, I'm not finished with you!' Ricky shouted, but he'd already gone. Turning to the female, he saw a smoking bullet hole in her chest.
'What the...' Ricky was bewildered, she'd pointed the gun away from her, how'd she manage to shoot herself? Disguarding his grenade, he reached into his backpack and took out a first aid kit.
'Ma'am, I... Y-you got shot... somehow...' he tried to explain as he unravelled a roll of bandages to try and stop her bleeding. 'Try and relax your chest, ma'am.' his mind raced; he wasn't any good with first aid or medical stuff, that was Cal's sorta thing. But of course, Cal wasn't here.
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'Scared? I scared you? You were scared?!' Cal mock-cried at the Slig, and made a very rude gesture with his finger. 'Meep-$#^& people like you make me sick.' Striding up, he reached out and grabbed one of the Slig's tentacles, and brought their faces very close, so they could see eye-to-eye.
'You don't deserve to live, you pathetic, cowardly, spastic, pitiful piece of waste!' he hissed, holding his tazer hard against the Slig's head. He was shaking with rage, breathing heavily, his face contorted with anger.
OOC: I don't want to shoot. I just want to make Cal really really really angry <3
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Wic smiled weakly, still shivering a little in shock from the blast.
'That's good, then. I've n-never been in a factory before, d-do they always have people...' he gulped, trying to force out the words. '...B-blowing up...?'
He hoped not, or else he might be next! It seemed so cold in here, even though he was wearing a jacket, or perhaps he was just shaking in fear.
Just then, he noticed the Intern(Seb) speaking, but he couldn't understand any of it.
'I-I'm sorry, what... what did he say?' he asked.
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...whut.
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