Apocalypse - New start.

[Ryan Naismith]

The men breathed a collective sigh of relief;they were safe. The bomb had been diffused.
"Throw it out! Chuck the stuff!" The one with the big ears shouted "too risky to keep, let some Easter have it!" And they quickly complied
They all turned to face... Face, their weapons quickly following their goggled gaze

[Night Wolf]

((Face was at the Black Corp base, I thought.))

[Kyle MaJoi]

((I thought that the bull who shot boris was in the black corp. so ya. Did I make a miscalculation?))

[Night Wolf]

((No, Nai did.))

[Kyle MaJoi]

((Ah, so the main characters of the RP are in the room with boris and the bull?))

[Night Wolf]

((Nai is alone, Emily is also alone, everyone else is together with some NPC's about.))

[Kyle MaJoi]

((Hm, so who's in the room with boris and the bull?))

[Night Wolf]

((That happened outside.))

[Kyle MaJoi]

(( I thought it happened in a watch tower))

[Jacob Hail]

(nope, that was outside in the courtyard I believe.) Jacob nelt down next to borris, placing his paws over the wound to try and stop the bleeding. "Get me a medic over here!" He yelled. "Tell Doc to break into the emergency supplies!" Jacob wasnt going to let anyone else die today, not on his watch. The grayfox looked up as an Outcast approached him. "If there is something you need can it wait?" He asked.

[Kyle MaJoi]

"Oh I desire nothing, young man~," Face playfully teased as be danced like a ballet dancer towards Jacob, "I was just whatching the show the bull put and I must say, it was just marvelous!"

[Tina]

"Your some sick bastard then aren't ya?" Borris said weakly with a chuckle that quickly turned into a coughing fit as he choked on his own blood.

[Kyle MaJoi]

"Sick? Oh no no no my dear, I would describe myself as eccentric." The masked panther then pat Borris gently on his head and then spun away like a ballet dancer, "And for the contrary, I was sick before your doctor generously healed my wounds. Now, I feel as if I was risen from the ashes of despair and reborn a titian!"

[Tina]

"Killing isn't something to be excited about and you know damn strai...*grunts*" borris tried to sit up but pain instantly laid him back down.

[Kyle MaJoi]

"Let me assist you, good sir~" Face then pranced up to Borris and put his shoulder over him, helping him onto his feet. "And why would you insist that killing does not entertain me when you do not wear my mask or weald my blade?" He then asked, as if pretending to be an educated philosopher.