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Date Posted: 17:04:06 12/14/01 Fri
Author: Ryan
Subject: ||Hit||
In reply to: Dutch 's message, "||Wrong||" on 17:00:57 12/14/01 Fri

**He is too close to dodge the blast, and finds himself on the hard concrete. He grunts at the sudden stop, his head getting whipped back. Fortunately for him, his coat protected him from major injury, and he fires off more shots at the standing twin.**

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||Never Give Up|| -- Gene, 17:07:27 12/14/01 Fri
- ||Entrance|| -- Cale, 17:13:07 12/14/01 Fri
  - *Tellu stumbles back and falls to the ground as she takes the blow to her face.* Ugh... *She sits up, wiping blood away from the cut on her face. She stands weakly up, a dizzy feeling in her head, and maintains her balance.* Thanks.... *She mutters, then attempts to kick Dutch in the stomach.* I really needed that.... (NT) -- Tellu, 17:34:58 12/14/01 Fri
    - *Pucherol, feels a bullet pierce into her upper arm, and she grabs it in pain, rolling to the ground to dodge the other bullets. She sees the rocket launcher being shot directly at her, and makes a quick attempt to form a red energy shield. The rocket hits her, the shield not doing much for her, and she's sent sliding into the wall of a nearby building.* Argh... *She cries out in pain as her back slams against the building, and curses under her breath. She closes her eyes painfully, one arm still gripping the bleeding wound on her shoulder.* Pucherol: I'll get you for that..... *She whispers softly, as she slowly climbs to her feet, feeling a rush pain to her head. She grasps her staff, which was lying next to her, forming a red lightning bolt in the sky and sending it crashing down at Gene.* (NT) -- Pucherol, 17:42:11 12/14/01 Fri