CHARACTER CHAT!!!!

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lol! woot!

Milo: I knelt on one knee panting, and stood, bent over holding my middle. I forced myself over to where Sparrow was. "Get the fuck off her." I gasped. I shoved Iron Eagle, and pinned him against the wall.

The sound of a gun shot echoed through the room.

Wisp frowns as she aims at Sparrow and then the guy. They go down as well and she gets up and goes to Iron Eagle. "We're supposed to bring them in alive, idiot!"

Iron Eagle: I shook my head furious. She was right, but I was her superior. She did not tell me what to do, that was not the order of things. "I am your captain, remember that. Place all of them in the trucks. We're taking them back to headquarters. Mission complete."

should we have them wake up in the trucks ?

sure...

Wisp grumbled as she gave the supers the tablets and executed orders to the others.

So, I'm back! Recap?

we're all ko'ed

Ouch. Well since I had to go and Cricket mysteriously dissapeared from the scene, should I make it so that he really gave the scene the slip while the rest of them are k'oed or should I pretend he was right there with them the whole time?

m....it'd pry be best if he sticks with us

Hmm okay. One knocked-out Cricket coming up. He'll just have to catch some action later on. Can't believe I missed all that!

lol....well, they're all in trucks now. Supers are separated and the others aren't here so we can't really do anything.....XD

Hmm okay. Well I've gtg soon anyway XD

Where did you guys take us?

*shrugs* No idea. I do know that I'd like to get Red Wing and Crick and co. back into the picture somehow...*thinks*

sorry, yeah, I think that while Sparrow and Milo were fighting Cricket was fighting Red Wing who was with Finn, in a different room, Iron Eagle sent them there.

So Jacky, wanna write a little something that covers that?
Then we can move on to the trucks which the bad guys are using to transport us to the base.

Hmm okay, it might take a while tho cuz I'm typing on my phone and it takes forever with these little buttons. Just a sec...

alright, take your time.

Red Wing burst through the door, throwing two boys in front of him. Finn looked dazed, groaning as he just layed there, and Cricket was struggling in his grasp. He had a red-stained tear along the front of his shirt, but he had managed to leave a mark on Red Wing in return: a massive bruise along his jaw. "Somebody shoot this kid!" The tranquilizer gun lay broken in the last room.

Iron Eagle: I sighed, scooped a gun off the floor, and shot it into the boys arms. How bothersome. They fell face forward on the floor. They way they should be, I thought, subordinate. The men gathered all of the miscreants in the center of the room.

The trucks pulled up to the bar. I jerked my thumb towards the door, signaling Red Wing and the men to dump them in the military vehicles.

Sparrow: Anymore of this tranquilizing shit and I was gonna throw up all over this dip-shits pants

Red Wing watched them collapse. "I meant with a rifle," he said, and helped to haul the captives into the back of the vehicles. His jaw hurt. For a scrawny kid, the black-haired one had a hard swing.

Iron Eagle: The teens were locked up in the trucks. They were made specially, they had protections against all their powers. There was no way out.

Milo:We were shoved into the cold metallic trucks. My head banged the opposite wall. This made a long ringing noise, which seemed to linger in my ears. I looked up blearily. Nearly everyone was in the same truck. Some supers were missing, Finn and Cricket had been separated. They were a dangerous pair so I understood why. Sparrow was in the corner blinking slowly. The door in the back of truck slammed shut.

Sparrow: "I cant see..." I mumbled

Angel: "Who's that?"

After a few minutes, Cricket started to come to. He just layed there for a moment. His head hurt worse than a hangover, and every time he breathed he was reminded by a rusty scent that he was bleeding. Finn. Where was Finn?

Milo: I slipped over to Cricket. "Sit still." I probe the gash on his chest. I had seen worse, and he was a tough guy. For the first time, I was worried if he would be okay. He kept mumbling "Finn.....Finn..." the threat of infection worried me. I placed my hand on his forehead. He had a slight fever, not a good omen. I did the best I could to patch him up. "Anyone else need help?" I said my eyes flashing to Sparrow holding her chest.