by gotta.blast » Wed Mar 25, 2015 12:21 pm
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"I don't know anybody of the name Roy, sorry," Clint was relieved when Celty took the gauze, with Katniss cleaning up her wound. Good, since he would've just wrapped it up around her arm however it came off of the roll. He needed to ask Maria for a lesson on that. Or Sam and Rhodey. Both had been in the military, having high ranking positions or cool parts of them. "Where'd you learn how to do that?!" He called to Katniss, curious how a girl her age would know that much of medical procedures. As he turned back towards Celty, that was when he noticed Scooter coming at him. "OH HECK NO!" He screeched, grabbing his bow and an arrow. Within less than a second, he had the arrow notched on, aimed at Scooter, when the horse stopped, the tip of his arrow was pressing lightly against Scooter's muzzle. "What was that for?" He asked, looking at Celty for answers. "Why's he coming at my neck?!" Hawkeye lowered his bow, keeping a steady eye on Scooter. In response to Katniss, he nodded. "Sure, why not. It's worth a shot." He desperately hoped the Winter Soldier or Brock Rumlow would not appear. Brock was just a booger in the way.
Wrapping her arms around the tree, Helga hoisted her legs to push her up to the closest branch. She grabbed on to the strongest branch in reach, before finding herself hanging from it, by two arms. Instead of continuing to climb, Helga froze. Her eyes widened, having a flashback.
"We're loosing altitude! Lighten the load!" The commander called. Audrey couldn't unhook the extra weight, so Helga took it upon herself to throw the canisters off of their aircraft. Rourke watched as she threw off the last couple.
"That's it, unless somebody wants to jump!" Helga said, watching the canisters fall into the ravine. What she didn't notice was Rourke behind her. He grabbed her shoulders, shoving her forwards.
"Ladies first!" Flying over the side, she reached out, grabbing the railing. She hung there, her two arms her only hope of surviving. Using that momentum, she swung back, smacking him him the face.
"You said we were in this together!" She kicked him again. "You promised me a percentage!" But as she went to kick him again, he grabbed her foot.
"Next time get it in writing!" Rourke over powered her, throwing her off.
"ROURKE!"
"ROURKE!" Helga found herself screaming, before falling down from her branch back on to the ground. She was hyperventilating, before looking up at Deryn. "You should climb up first," Sinclair tried calming down.
"All I heard was bla bla bla bla bla boring bla bla bla I don't care," Loki rolled his eyes as he spoke, as obviously those universes provided no army capable of taking over the universe he wanted to take over. As Gabriel used all his different, and, erm, unique, words to describe their situation, the Asgardian frost giant had to shake his head a few times. Zilch? Bumpkins? Nada? What did that even mean? Stupid misgardians- he paused, remembering that this man definitely wasn't human. Loki still had his doubts about this fellow's name. Besides, why would he admit that to the person they were impersonating? That gave Loki and idea. "Well, my brotherly radar is going off. I believe Thor is here," hiding his hands behind his back, he quietly snapped his fingers. Lightning started conjuring in one spot. "Let me go get the imbecile and introduce you to him." Loki snapped his fingers, disappearing from that spot. Not long after, the lightning stopped. Five minutes after that, another person approached Gabriel. They had blonde hair, with a red, white, and blue shield. A star adorned both uniform and shield. Steve Rogers. "Hello good sir! Have you seen Bucky around?!" He asked, eyes a blue color.