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Chapter Three: Three Dead Men
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((All of this here happens right before Apollo gets to me to help Sorry))
Geralt, upon hearing the voice of Katherine, springs up to his feet, but once he does, he falls again, harder this time, back to the ground, hitting his head. As blood starts to trickle out of the open wound, Geralt’s vision starts to go black but fades back as well. A horrendous cycle has begun, Geralt’s vision fading in and out as an untimely death draws closer to revelation. I have… Finally… Found them… And yet… Now this?… I can’t die…. Yet…..
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*seeing that Apollo had the throwers knifes out of commission Pandora sheaths her blade and turns to Geralt, she walked over to him*”Are you ok?”, She asked concerned for her friend, crouching down she let her wings go limp a little so crouching was more comfortable .(Pandora friends people almost instantly)
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Katherine hesitated to help Geralt but did so anyway, mumbling a shot spell to close the wound, stopping the blood flow.
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Faye gets the ship started after some time, going over to Geralt, “I’ll do what I can…but that’s not much.” She looks down at the lupide, getting the first aid required to treat his wounds and hers. She begins to clean out the wound, sure to use her better hand for the application of the liquids… “Geralt…please…”
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*Pandora stood when she saw the blood, she ruffled her wings and the one feather floated to the ground, she picked it up and looked from Garet to the feather a couple times*
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As Katherine closes the wound in Geralt’s head, his vision stops fading in and out as it did, but it does remain foggy, almost as if he were near Onozuka Komache, the forbidden, lazy ferryman shinigami that transports deceased souls to the underworld.
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Apollo turns from Jack to Geralt. “How is he doing? He don’t look so good.” Apollo lifted up the brainscan machine and turned to Geralt’s brain. “The waves are not responding very well, we may need to perform a static transplant of energy.” Apollo sprints to the other room and grabs a bundle of medical equipment and places it on various places of Geralt, including his head and his heart’s general area.
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“Can i help”, Pandora said quietly.
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Apollo acknowledged Pandora’s desire to help. “I will need it for the energy transfer. Extract the energy from the red metal pole. It’s a little hot”
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*Pandora nodded and dashed for the pole, she placed her hand nervously on the pole then shook her head and wings to clear her mind, she extracted the energy from the pole and walked carefully back to Apollo she held out her hand not knowing what else to do now*
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Apollo took out the energy from Pandora’s hand, nodded at her, and slowly put the energy through Geralt’s head, hoping for the best. [Don’t die on me Geralt, dammit, Geralt, don’t die on me, not like this. Do it for us, do it for Jack. Do it for yourself.]
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*Pandora seeing that nothing else could be done at this point moved off to the fare corner of the room and sat down leaning against the wall she stretched her wings before tucking them behind her again, Pandora tucked her some hair that was covering her right eye slightly behind her bat like ears (not elf :D), she then practiced her fire nervously, she hoped Jack and Geralt would be ok*
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SAL’s voice rings out in the chamber, ‘Sir… The calculations… Well, they’re complete.’ Odysseus awakens at the sound, and his eyes glow red. Ozymandias responds, “Spit it out, SAL. I do not have all day.” ‘Ye-yes. Sir. I matched the stars to possible constellation patterns, and tried to account for aging. And sir, well… It’s most likely located in the Dark Straits…” Ozymandias clenches his fists at that, and his eyes glow a brighter shade of red for a moment. “I see… You double-chec-” SAL interrupts, ‘Of course I double-checked, if you by double-checked you mean cross-referenced with over 15037 different individual diagnostic platforms, you ungrateful bastar-‘ “SAL, calm down.” ‘Yes, sir. I’ll just return to my online poker, unless you need anything else, sir.’ “Actually, SAL, prepare my shuttle.” Ozymandias gets up from the slab, and proceeds to the ship on the landing pad.
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Apollo began operating further on the two bodies until the measurements began beeping green and showing normal heartrates, Geralt’s higher than Jack’s. “SAL, tes-nevermind I’ll do it.” Apollo went to Geralt and put his hands on his temples, then did the same to Jack. “Yeah, they’ll be alright.”
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