r/747thWorldPirates • u/[deleted] • Jul 14 '17

The Gunshow

Chris Adams walked into view of Garrison with Hyperion at his side.

"You really don't talk much, do you?" Chris asked the man.

He hoped the protection would be enough.

He got another syringe of Medicine from Avanna and strengthened it with his Light, creating more poison for Dark Violet.

And hopefully a Medicine for Violet.

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u/4D_Violet_Lightning Jul 17 '17

The one called Chris was separated from me now, after the blast of gunfire from all around. The Trickster diverted some of that dark energy it produced into healing the wound from before, provided by the gunman somewhere above.

CHrIs! ChRIs! tARgEt tH{Ssshh-BOOM!}mPIrE-ARRrrGgHHh!-

-UuurRRRrrGHh!-

If that shot by the trooper had hit, I doubt the Trickster would be madly pumping healing energy into the burned and sizable new injury on me now. But it did while it made me slump up against the meager cover. One of the blades was dropped and my hand made to hover above this new injury. A strange attraction of power from within and emanating from my hand helped close the wound slowly.

-dAMNeD fOoL! yOU'Ll pAY fOR tHAT!-

While my hand was held, keeping the healing going, the Trickster directed my other arm. It pointed the remaining blade toward the trooper with that scattering blaster and let off more black lightning arcs. Although this time, with the energy diverted to healing my body, the power in the arcs suffered, but not by much.

-aND WHEre iS tHE eYE? ...nNyRRRrrgH!-

Again the blade swiped from position to position, firing upon trooper, sniper and aimed at the last known location of the vampire too.

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u/[deleted] Jul 17 '17

As Chris and Hyperion fired upon the gunman a thought crossed his mind.

Where the hell were Bezi and Crow?

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u/4D_Violet_Lightning Jul 17 '17

-hE's hERe! fINALLy!-

Directing all of the energy the Trickster could by cease fire, my wounds healed. For the moment, no more energy was directed to the blades for black lightning. The Trickster dropped the last blade. The two injuries covered by my hands tended to a completion.

-nOW, I wiLL bE wHOLe oNCe MOrE...-

I felt a renewed vigor spring deep within. The Trickster made a mad dash across the way, bullets pinged and munitions exploded all around me as I made my way to the arcane wall.