Ghh-! Es stercus! -Raut stands still, clearly pained, but holding back his involuntary reactions for enough time to swing his knife around in a backwards stabbing motion towards Liman-
Liman what are you doing! It's too dangerous!
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this post...
-Hunches over a little-
I need t...
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?(Despite the random shouts of this language he'd never heard of, (he doesn't know if Latin is still acknowledged in Post-Disaster society, he was certain that this was where Griffin and Raut were duelling. Then he heard Griffin's voice.)
No, no, no, no....
(That was when he kicked over into overdrive. Relatively speaking)
"We all fail. We all make mistakes. That is what makes us human."Not heeding Jack's warning, she pressed on as she screeched "G-GET AWAY FROM HIM YOU MOTHERLESS CUR!" at Raut, not noticing his knife motion as she twisted and amped the voltage of the baton.
The knife went through the vest easily- the vest designed to resist bullets, not knives- though its slowed down as it plunged into her guts, sticking out of it as she winced, and looked down. Her face went pale at the realization, letting go of the baton as it clattered against the dirt.
всегда верен-with the increased Voltage, Raut dropped to a knee- Futuere, Cane!
-not knowing Michael is on his way, Griffin took his chance to swing the pipe at Raut, dealing a heavy blow to his head-
-though it hasn't downed Raut, but it's broken the other lens-
-and Raut is crawling away, back turned to all of them as he starts to recover-
Bloody disgrace. That's what you are.
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this post(Michael then showed up, quickly analysing the situation. It wasn't long before he noticed that Liman had been stabbed. And that Raut was crawling away with Griffin still standing.)
Griffin. Let me take care of this bastard.
edited 26th Mar '17 2:29:29 PM by G2BattleConvoy
"We all fail. We all make mistakes. That is what makes us human."Liman collapsed to her side, recoiling and curling up as pain spread from her torso and she grasped at her guts, breathing heavily while purplish-red blood seeped out from the stab wound. She got on her knees, then to her sides as she lied down and feeling weaker. Beads of cold sweat formed on her forehead and she got paler than she was before.
With a bated breath, she took out a syringe from one of the pouches and plunged it to the side of the knife wound, whereupon her breathing lightened up, her turning her head sidewards to see Griffin beating Raut in.
edited 26th Mar '17 2:29:41 PM by f1r3lemon
всегда веренNon Nobis Domine... Non Nobis... Non Nobis Domine, Non Nobis...
-Raut, not paying attention to the crowd behind him, sat onto his knees- Keh...keheheh... -he starts to raise his hands behind his head-
-Griffin, sort of glared at Michael, though it was hard to tell with his bandages and covered face-
-before he went to Liman- Why the bloody fuck did you come after me? I was handling this just fine- you didn't have to get hurt.
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this post-He gets up and runs off to his room which is good cuz I gotta go-
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?

"It's not for everyone."