Imperial Guard Plot

OOC that's what they're here for
imagine those in the arenas of commoragh
IC Arminius: work that I can do ma'am

"Alright, I'll keep guard" she takes out her boltgun.

he hands her his hot-shot laspistol and gets to work

Ooc: time skip as he fixes?

yep

"It looks ready" she states.

Arminius: aye. you okay?

"I'm ok, just a sore cut" she smiles.

Arminius: I'm sorry

OOC: WHERE AM I
btw I meant Vincent caused it to escape from Commorragh, he was going to face it in the arena but escaped through webway poral, it went after him but the creature went somewhere diffrent becaure of a dimensional failure.

"What for? you stood they're fearlessly"

Arminius: I let you get hurt

"It's not your fault" she comes closer.

Arminius: I still could have prevented it ma'am

"Please, don't blame yourself. I let my guard down"

Arminius: so did I

She holds his shoulder.
"Your a good man"

Arminius: thankyou ma'am

"You look a bit shaken up too, did you get hit?" She leans close to his face.
"That's quite a bruise"

Arminius: it's fine ma'am

OOC: audience: *staring in anticipation*

"You say that, but it looks pretty bad"

Ooc:erm... you might want to shrink the pic.

OOC: you didn't see anything.........

Ooc: no, I didnt.

OOC: good! Now back to the RP!!

Ooc: if gorath is there.

sorry
mass effectin with hyp

Arminius: it's really nothing ma'am. I've had worse

Ooc: oh right.


Ic: She smiles.
"I'm sure you have"

arminius: it's nuthin ma'am

She nods and breaks away. Walking back to the sentinel.

OOC: nooo my phone is about to die
I will return in a few hours!!!


*passes out in the crashed Valkyrie due to bloodloss*

Ooc: see you later.

he follows
closely

"There's something I don't understand" she says timidly.

Arminius: what is it ma'am?

"Are you... um..."

Arminius: am I what?

"It doesn't matter" she says, sadness in her voice.

Arminius: tell me ma'am. you've got me curious now

*A hooded figure gets thrown in front of them, lies still, facing the ground*

"What the?" The sister goes over to the prone figure.

he follows closely, rifle at the ready

*They clearly hear his heartbeats and breathing rapidly*

brb dinner

"Can you hear me?" She kicks him softly in the side.

"Yes."

"Can you stand?"

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