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Post by NevadaShamien on Dec 27, 2011 18:32:59 GMT -5
Nevada nodded ever so slightly, she could hear everything around her but was having a hard time focusing in anything else considering the pain she was in.
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Post by tshamien on Dec 27, 2011 18:50:34 GMT -5
Jimmy immediately pulled his gun and shot the guy who grabbed Erin in the kneecap. "I gotta help Tristan, stay with her." he ordered.
Tristan shoved the one guys face into the wall and then smashed his heel into his temple before turning to go for someone else.
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Post by Zippy on Dec 27, 2011 19:40:52 GMT -5
Zippy blinked as the boy fell down in pain in front of her , and immediately hopped over him to Nevada, taking her hand.
But even though the guy was in pain, he managed to whistle for help. Zippy kicked him hard in the face, but the damaged was probably done. He grabbed Zippy's leg, and Zippy screamed, kicking herself loose and moving away.
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Post by tshamien on Dec 27, 2011 20:02:53 GMT -5
Jimmy ran off to attack one of the guys running into the alley.
Tristan yanked the guy who was grabbing Zippy backwards by his ankle, dragging him across the floor.
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Post by Zippy on Dec 27, 2011 20:10:39 GMT -5
This was getting ridiculous. Zippy watched the guys attempt to fight Tristan and Jimmy, and she had to admit, Joseph's gang was no match for them, even if it was like 3 to 1.
Alan Rubin was laying dead, and Zippy pulled her knife out of his thigh. It was sort of just in time, because another guy came from behind her, yelling at Tristan to stop fighting or he'd kill her. Zippy stabbed him in his arm, and he released her, and she kicked him hard in the groin. She was NOT goin to be a damsel when Nevada was practically unconscious.
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Post by NevadaShamien on Dec 27, 2011 20:52:03 GMT -5
The first audible noise Nevada made since the whole thing was her crying out in pain, a mix of physical and emotional pain, at the feeling in her abdomen. Someone needed to get her out of there and she tried her hardest to move but it felt as if she had been crushed
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Post by tshamien on Dec 27, 2011 20:54:41 GMT -5
"Stab him!" Tristan shouted as he sat on the guy who'd tried to beat Zippy. He snapped his neck with a sickening crunch.
((man this violence is wonderful!))
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Post by Zippy on Dec 27, 2011 21:01:00 GMT -5
Zippy immediately went to Nevada. "Oh my god, where does it hurt?" Her whole body was aching, too but she chose to ignore it. She held the bloody knife in her hand as protection, when she began to hear sirens approaching.
The police.
((finally zip's fighting skillz! hellll ya))
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Post by NevadaShamien on Dec 27, 2011 21:03:08 GMT -5
'everywhere,' Nevada managed to whisper hoarsely, 'I-I'm pregnant,' she said grasping onto Zippy's shirt needing her to understand
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Post by tshamien on Dec 27, 2011 21:03:21 GMT -5
Tristan immediately got up, yanked a knife from his boot and finished off the guy Zippy left.
He turned and went over to the girls, "can you run?" he asked Zippy as he scooped Nevada up into his arms, cradling her against him.
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Post by Zippy on Dec 27, 2011 21:06:24 GMT -5
"Tristan. Take her to the hospital NOW." zippy demanded. And no, she couldn't run. She was beginning to choke from the kick to her stomach. The bulls wouldn't be after her anyway.
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Post by tshamien on Dec 27, 2011 21:13:54 GMT -5
Jimmy was wiping blood from his hands before wrapping an arm around Zippy's waist. "where you need me to take you?" he asked her.
Tristan didn't say anything and immediately took off running for the hospital.
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Post by NevadaShamien on Dec 27, 2011 21:15:22 GMT -5
Nevada groaned in Tristan's arms, even being held hurt. 'baby,' Nevada murmured, her hand running over her stomach as best as she could though she had a terrible feeling something was wrong based on the pain she was feeling
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Post by tshamien on Dec 27, 2011 21:18:26 GMT -5
"I'm going as fast as I can baby," he said, his voice filled with worry as he ran.
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Post by Zippy on Dec 27, 2011 21:18:45 GMT -5
"I'm okay, I'm okay," zippy told jimmy shooing him away. "Are you? Okay?"
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