USCMRPG

Pushing his elbows against the ground, Jonsson tried to get into a position where he could stand. Failing, he fell backwards, then tried to turn over. His movement hampered by his chest wound, he managed to only get partway over before he slipped and came down again on the hard ground. He heard no more sounds of scuffle, but picked up a terrible roar out from one of the others, and recognized it as Eric Robert's voice.

Gritting his teeth and taking in as deep a breath as he could into his battered ribcage, he spoke in a ragged but audible voice. "Eric. Get me up."

[quote=""SentinelBlade77""]Pushing his elbows against the ground, Jonsson tried to get into a position where he could stand. Failing, he fell backwards, then tried to turn over. His movement hampered by his chest wound, he managed to only get partway over before he slipped and came down again on the hard ground. He heard no more sounds of scuffle, but picked up a terrible roar out from one of the others, and recognized it as Eric Robert's voice.

Gritting his teeth and taking in as deep a breath as he could into his battered ribcage, he spoke in a ragged but audible voice. "Eric. Get me up."[/quote]

Eric turned and saw the other wounded marine. "Erik.. no, you're shot.. twice. You need to wait here. I think I'm gonna go get a doctor." he said, with the tears wtill running silently out of his eyes.

"Get me up marine, now! I can't do any good on my back." He thrust out his bloody left fist, still clenched around whatever it was he had pulled from his pocket.

[quote=""SentinelBlade77""]"Get me up marine, now! I can't do any good on my back." He thrust out his bloody left fist, still clenched around whatever it was he had pulled from his pocket.[/quote]

Eric looked at the felled soldier. He might be dying. Eric was going to give him what he wanted, or show him that it was a bad idea. He set down the combat knife, and pulled on the soldier's arm, weak at first, then stronger.

Putting his good leg under him, Jonsson pushed himself to his feet with Eric's help. Leaning on his friend, he spoke in a voice ragged from his wound. "No letter." He said, slipping the object from his hand into Eric's pocket. "Lindblom."

Shifting his weight from Eric to the wall, he looked around. His eyes widened. "Dirk!" he coughed, a small trickle of blood coming from his mouth.

Something had obviously struck him in the face, but it was impossible to see the wound clearly in the dark. He assumed the worst, but still called out again, straining his clouded eyes as intently as he could to gauge the fallen marine's response.

Darkness. Nothingness. Dirk floated along with the abyss for a second, or was it a year? He didn't know.Hell, he didn't care. Nothing seemed to matter. He saw his life, his death. Then he saw his father. He was in his dress blues. "Just what do you thinkl you are doing Marine?" His father demanded "Get your ass up Marine. You have a job to do." With that, his father walked away.

Dirk started to hear something. Voices, fighting, life. Did he want to live? he asked him self. The only answer he came back with was "Hell yes!"

Dirk opened his eye. He saw Erik and Eric ovedr him. He watched them for a moment.

"So....Tell me something guys... Did we win?" He said with a small smile." I hope so because I really don't feel like fighting anymore." He said as he slowly sat up.


Dirk put the VP-70 back into his pants. Then reaching down he found a wonderful thing. The bottle of Cabo Wabo tequilla had made it. Opening it he took a big drink and then lit a cigaret. Feeling better by the second he looked over at Erik and Eric. "I hope you guys don't think this means we will be takeing long showers together" He said in a raspy voive "Looks like the doc will have to see more then just me" He said looking over at Erik

"Hah, get up you lazy bastard." Erik winked, then grimaced and doubled over slightly.

"I guess we're not gettin' purple hearts outta this, aye? Might as well kick an ass, anyone see where he went? Where's Fox?" He spoke slowly and carefully, but with a chopped-up sort of sound, obviously trying not to breathe more than he had to.

He looked down at his leg. He didn't think it could support his weight, and by the sound and feel of his chest he had punctured a lung. It was best not to push his luck, and get medical attention immediately. But, damn, he wanted that bastard's liver.

[quote=""Hunk""]Fox eyed the guy grabbing something from his waist. He dropped the rest of his beer, and got ready to throw some high kicks. He walked close to the gang members, who were approaching him with weapons. Adrenaline hit fox like a train.He thought to himself, yeah i was right....earth is a piece of shit, i would rather be dealing with these xenomorphs now than some thugs.Fox didn't have no weapons with him, it was his hands and himself.Quick to think, he looked around for a improvised weapon. Then it struck him, his VP-70 was with him in a pocket. Fox got into form to execute a high roundhouse kick

(OCC- Search, weapon., Martial Arts roundhouse)
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The smaller of the thugs rushed forward, his head suddenly wiping back and sideways, as Hunk's foot connected sending blood and teeth spraying. Unfortunately his heightened alcoholic state didn't prepare him for the recovery and he found himself spinning around to the ground where he landed in a tangled heap.
The sounds of approaching feet could be heard rushing rapidly toward him, but as quickly as the approached they faded away and the alley way was awash with bright lights and flashing blue lights. The marines quickly find themselves be picked up and handcuffed. The two injured Marines are loaded into an Ambulance and rushed to the Craven Regional Medical Center.

[quote=""Pale Rider""]The smaller of the thugs rushed forward, his head suddenly wiping back and sideways, as Hunk's foot connected sending blood and teeth spraying. Unfortunately his heightened alcoholic state didn't prepare him for the recovery and he found himself spinning around to the ground where he landed in a tangled heap.
The sounds of approaching feet could be heard rushing rapidly toward him, but as quickly as the approached they faded away and the alley way was awash with bright lights and flashing blue lights. The marines quickly find themselves be picked up and handcuffed. The two injured Marines are loaded into an Ambulance and rushed to the Craven Regional Medical Center.[/quote]

Fox got up and stumbled from the tangle. He dropped his gun right to the ground and put his hands up and got to his knees, doing the work for the officer. The theme song cops was playing in his head. He began to chuckle.

Being in the back of the cruiser now. Man why did they have to come, fox smirked, could of handled it myself. Then some more mutter came out of his mouth.

Seeing the cops comeing Dirk stashed the VP-70 in his undrepants and started to look worse then he really was hopeing the ambulance guys would get to him before the cops did.

Once he was loaded in the ambulance he felt better. It looked like he could get the gun back to base if he didn't do anything stupid. Then looking up with his good eye he saw one of the female paramedics.

"Well aren't you a sight for sore eye" He said with a smile "So did you come all the way out here tonight just to make me feel better?"

Looking at the handcuffs around his wrists Jacob sighed and saw his rank magically decrease in his mind's eye...

turning to the police he said, as honestly as he could

"Hey, I was just turning up to break this up, these are my men - don't want them causing trouble off duty...!"

He hoped the person would believe him...

Dugan seeing the commotion ahead quickly chucked the morphine into a nearby drain, hoping no one noticed before he was picked up by the police.

(Roll Sneak)

As he was led away with the others he turned to Honeyset "What the hell have you lot been up to?"

[quote=""Dirk Pitt""]Seeing the cops comeing Dirk stashed the VP-70 in his undrepants and started to look worse then he really was hopeing the ambulance guys would get to him before the cops did.

Once he was loaded in the ambulance he felt better. It looked like he could get the gun back to base if he didn't do anything stupid. Then looking up with his good eye he saw one of the female paramedics.

"Well aren't you a sight for sore eye" He said with a smile "So did you come all the way out here tonight just to make me feel better?"
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Jonsson rolled his eyes and let his head fall back against the counter. Still, he couldn't help the grin that spread across his pained face. "You idiot, she didn't need this, she probably wanted to go home for the night," he taunted playfully, before breaking off into a quiet but lengthy coughing session.

"They'd better give my swords back," he muttered, staring at the ceiling. 'Had them longer than they'd had their badges more than likely.' He'd even bashed an alien over the head with one, though looking back, that hadn't been the best idea either.

[quote=""SentinelBlade77""]
Jonsson rolled his eyes and let his head fall back against the counter. Still, he couldn't help the grin that spread across his pained face. "You idiot, she didn't need this, she probably wanted to go home for the night," he taunted playfully, before breaking off into a quiet but lengthy coughing session.[/quote]

Dirk looked over at Jonsson and with a painful smartassed grin "Ya, I'm sure she did...I'm just seeing if she wants me to come home with her"


Dirk looked back at the female paramedic"Lets just drop him off at the hispital and you and I can go out for some drinks."Dirk said as he let his head hit the pillow. He was starting to get a little dizzy again. Maybe drinking tequilla after getting shot wasn't the smartest thing to do.

Khan showed up in full uniform, and sober as a priest.
"Officers, may I speak with you for a moment?" Khan approached the highest ranking police officer.

"Sir, these men have caused some type of trouble?" he said with great concern.

"Sir if I may explain?, these men are under my care and, we've been given orders to,?" he leaned in close to speak softly" We've being sent on a suicide mission, to Zenus Viear this was suppose to be their last day on earth, or alive for that matter." he raised his tone" BUT THESE BASTARDS DON'T KNOW WHAT IT MEANS TO STAY GOD DAMN PUT DO THEY" he stared down pitt angrily, then winked.

"Sir I request they be released to my care and I will escort them back to base personally, theres no reason I can't disipline them properly before deployment is there? Besides save yourself the paper work sir, you can book them if you'd please but they will just be released being that their mission is of upmost importance the government can't have them rotting in a cell if their going to fight for their Planet." Khan smiled and shook the officers hand, "Maybe I could buy your men a round of drinks for after your shift and we can forget about this whole mess?"


(ROLL CHARISMA, big time)