After the Bombs Fell...

[Ares the Ram]

(as you wish. This is a really good story though. im enthralled. p.s. its my right leg thats broken)

[x]

She could get it over with now or she could get it over with later, when she woke up in a vault prepared for autopsy. She chose now. Sasha spilled everything, from to how she had killed everyone in her path on the way out of the lab with pyrokinetics and then later hopped the fence. How she could never be killed. She lifted up her shirt to show him that the wound from the bullet that shot her down...was gone. (I had a much longer post that had her actually talking and thinking and explaining but Im doing this on my phone and my phone likes to eat really long posts so I gave up. please understand. and Gabag if you dont get it aka shes saying she is like Moon.)

[Ares the Ram]

(we're waiting on Gabag to continue the story)

[Gabag]

(sorry, i had business to deal with myself.)

Gabag had flicked his combat knife back in it's holster, content that she had cooperated.
"Ya hear that doc, She's even more of a deadly tank then you ever hoped to achieve..." he breathed out.


Macid was escorted to his new chambers, and immediately the doctors began repairing his leg.

While Crevan was currently in surgery, under the delicate hands of Doctor Montgomery, who was doing her best to remove the radioactive tumors without killing the subject.

[Ares the Ram]

<the pain I'm feeling right now is indescribable. Why would they bother to fix my leg anyway? They must have some other plan. oh god, the pain. I wonder if I'm the only one left. Did Sasha make it out? Probably not, she wouldn't leave us, no matter how many times i told her to. At least there is someone in this apocalyptic world that carAAUUUGGGHHHHH!>

(I thought you might be busy, but had to bump the topic to be sure/remind you =p)

[x]

"Right then." Sasha chuckled...it felt good to have that off her mind. "I do believe it's your turn to talk. What happened to those other furs I was with?" She didnt know if he would answer, but she had to know...

[Gabag]

"You don't need to worry about them. They're being 'cared for' right now by our experienced medical staff.

Gabag actually made air quotes in the air to understand the implication of what he was saying as he walked over and turned off the intercom.

"I've been meanin to ask you... how old were you when you actually escaped. And if possible what are the various types of mutants in the outside world."

MACID

"Damn it! HOLD STILL!" One doctor yelled at Macid's moving around in pain. Repairing a leg was hard work, and needed a special craftman's handywork, and the very person he was healing was struggling under extreme pain, presumably. Unfortunately, there was no morphine to be found so far in the wastes, so they couldn't dull him.

[x]

"I was sixteen. And why do you care about what's out there? You'll either kill what you find or bring it in here. You people don't seem to have the brains to try and make friends with us, and the mutants. No, all you've done is make enemies."

[Gabag]

"One last thing, then you get to have your fun with the scientists. Did you evolve any new powers or abilities since that time?"
He hated how she thought they were all idiots, they knew everything out there was a threat to good ol' U S AND A.

[Ares the Ram]

"Gaahhhhh! For the love of god, use an anesethetic or somethuuugh!" <I hope they fix my leg, or at least end this pain, its unberable!>

[Chrono Blackwyng]

The lizard regained consiousness for what seemed like days, but all he could tell was that someone else was on top of him. He tried to get up, and he heard a grunt as a nude lizard-woman rolled off of him, and also caused a few chuckles from Corprol Jameson.

"Its the least we could do since you proved yourself a good shot, ankle shots with a rifle are really difficult to pull off, or at least thats what they told me you did. You're not going to get dissected, since we need to see if it was your change of genetics that gave you such skill or finesse. She however, is going to spend the last of her days as your companion, and we'll execute you both when the time is best for us..."

The voice came from an intercom, and there was only one camera in the room. The lizard pulled out one of the few knives he keeps on hand, and throws it at the camera, landing the knife right in the lens. He then took off his under-shirt and tossed it to the lizard. "Don't get any ideas, I just don't like being in the same room with anyone, and you being nude is not helping at all..."

[Gabag]

"I CAN'T, ALL THAT WE HAVE IS BEING USED ON SOLDIERS WITH MORE GRIEVOUS INJURIES THEN YOURS! Ok, so here's how it'll work, I'm going to snap the bone back into position now that i've reparied the damage to it.

If it hurts a little I did it wrong, If it hurts a lot, then it's good as new. Brace yourself"

The Doctor then took a firm grip of Macid's bone, and violently snapped it back into position.

[x]

She hated how he refused to admit any guilt, any self doubt...not that he had any to begin with. "Well it looks like you'll have to find out, huh?" She said sarcastically.

[Gabag]

"Indeed we shall, well by the end of the day you 'should' get a hot meal. Should because I'm really hoping we get a good chef tonight. One thing, care for a cigarette? Somehow we can defy the laws of physics and smoke in here, well I can't because i'd probably die from drowning or something."

[Ares the Ram]

"GYYAAAAHHHHHHGGGGGG! GAHUGH!" Macid digs his claws into the operating table as the bone is snapped into place. The leg is fixed, all it needs now is time to heal. Macid has blacked out from the intense pain, and will regain consciousness at another time.
(Unless otherwise stated, I will be with the group at all times to keep my place in the story.)