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Post by blink on Oct 19, 2004 8:40:16 GMT -4
Blink's head snapped back as he hit her chin with the heel of his hand, and grunted slightly with pain as his knee drove into her midsection, making the bulletwound hurt more. She stabbed down blindly with the dart.
"Wanna bet, Nickie?"
She arched backwards, grabbing another dart out of her quiver then stabbing downwards behind her, going for a very dishonorable hit. The bloody patch on the side of her tunic grew a little wider and a little redder as she forced her aching body to move.
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Post by Nick Fury on Oct 23, 2004 10:08:10 GMT -4
Fury's eye widened as he realized where she was aiming.
Using her legs as leverage, he scooted himself forward out of harm's way, at the same time butting her with his forehead. The dart sank into the earth inches from a very delicate area.
As Blink fell over backward, Fury glanced over to see how his agents fared with Creed. They had to act quickly, the mutant could bounce back in mere minutes from the most serious of injuries.
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Post by SHIELD on Oct 23, 2004 10:18:43 GMT -4
As soon as Creed went down, the uninjured SHIELD agents (a VERY few) all dog-piled on the twitching mutant and began struggling to get him into restraints.
A nerual collar was fastened to his neck. A large pair of gauntlet-type devices were fitted to his arms, ending in what appeared to be metal mittens, which still allowed him to grasp things, but not to employ his lethal claws. Finally, a metal muzzle was fastened over his nose and mouth. An agent flipped a switch on the gauntlets, and built-in electromagnets suddenly brought the palms of Creed's hands together behind his back. There was an audible sigh of relief from the agents, and the agent in Mandroid armor blasted Creed with another disruptor bolt for good measure.
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Post by blink on Oct 23, 2004 21:36:34 GMT -4
Blink went with the hit and tumbled backwards in a smooth head over heels roll, coming up on her feet in a crouch. Two wickedly sharp darts twirled between her fingers as she glared at Fury.
Then she heard the electric crackle of the disrupter again, eyes flicking away to look as it hit Creed once more. Disgraceful loss of concentration. But since Fury was looking away as well, it passed. She didn't know what to do. Wounded, and with Mr Creed taken down, she wasn't nearly a match to get him free again. Even if she killed this one eyed joker in front of her, she wouldn't have a chance.
For the moment, her head would have to rule.
"I'll be back for him," she hissed at Fury.
"Wherever you hide him, wherever you *run* after that, I'm gonna find him and free him, and I'll kill you when I'm done."
She broke away and bolted for cover, hating herself.
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