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[spoiler]like the dojo?[/spoiler]
C'mon, sit down.
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[spoiler]yup[/spoiler] *Mortar does as told* I'll try my best to help her.
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Thank you.
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Don't thank me yet. I will try, but I do apologize if this were to not work.
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It's alright, Mortar. Do it.
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*Mortar nods* I'd suggest that you leave the room. This could get disgusting. *He puts on a sterile surgeon's coat, some gloves, and other sterile stuff*
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Um... Okay? [b]Ian and Garin leave.[/b] [spoiler]not quite end[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]I know.[/spoiler] *Mortar strips down the patient, then looks around for tools. He Finds some recently used tools and sterilizes them. He then begins cutting her open in the chest*
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[spoiler]*pukes* Don't describe it to me.[/spoiler] Do you think it'll work? [i]I hope so. We know Mortar... I think it'll work, yeah.[/i]
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*After about five minutes, Mortar's sister, Cyan walks up to you two* Hey. Have you two seen a guy, about 5'10", thin, blazing crimson eyes? Goes by Mortar?
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Bearbeitet von FlimsyRoastBeef: 8/12/2016 7:30:28 PMYeah he's in there. [i]Cyan right? My names Ian.[/i] I-... Oh. Ian... [i]Mortar is in there.[/i]
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Oh, alright. *She opens the door, looks in, and closes it quickly* I didn't know he could perform surgery.
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Neither did I. [i]So Cyan, tell me about yourself. Are you related to Mortar?[/i]
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Yes, I'm his sister. I recently resigned from leading the Exiled, an age old clan, to "adventure" with Mortar.
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Bearbeitet von FlimsyRoastBeef: 8/12/2016 7:47:25 PMSister? Hm... So... You're from Hell? [i]Garin! [/i] What?
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Well, to sum it up, yeah. Though if you wanna correctly name it it's the Underworld. The age i was born into was the Royal Underworld, one of the darkest ages in the Underworld's history since it's creation.
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Could I visit the Ünderworld? Just wondering. [i]I don't know, Garin...[/i]
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Yeah, sorry man, I can't let anyone down there, especially after the Terracide. *After a moment Mortar opens the door, all bloody* Mortar: Alright, I was able to fix her ribs with a calcium based adhesive, and now I'm working on her stomach. What's your blood types? Oh, hey Cyan.
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O-Neg. [i]B-neg.[/i]
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Alright. Garin. Can you come in real quick?
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Sure. [b]He follows you in.[/b]
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*You see Nora on the table. For censoring purposes there is a bloody sheet covering her body up to her chest. Mortar motions to a seat in the corner of the room.* As you know, O negative is a universal donor. If you are willing to donate two pints of blood we can "Refill" her quickly after the stomach surgery. Are you willing?
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Of course, anything to help Nora. [b]He rolls up his sleeve.[/b]
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*He takes a needle and cleans it with alcohol. He then sticks it in your vein, the tube connected to a container turns red with your blood*
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*grunts* [b]He has a pained look on his face.[/b] Will this kill me?
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Nope. Probably be disoriented for a while though. Just drink some juice