paradisa | THE EVENT HORIZON

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THE EVENT HORIZON - DAY TWO

[Something during the night has activated the ship's gravity core. There seems to be no evidence as to what caused it. Everything within the ship remains stable, but the ship itself shakes violently, and deep in the bowels, a ominous rumbling sound can be heard]

[[OOC: Please wait for sections. THE GRAVITY CORE | AROUND THE SHIP | DAY TWO OOC POST | PLOT CHAT | PLOT HUB]]

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[Aw shit he didn't expect that.

He'll fire off that shot quickly, but the jerking motion of his arm as he fired as an action of desperation while he was trying to move back would only make the bullet graze Church's armor.

Strike two for Pixy would be his inability to get away from Church's sudden rush, and as he goes down, he'll be hitting one of those shiny medical tables as he goes down to the floor. And he got a scalpel in his left shoulder for that endeavor. Oww.

But bloody hell, he's got a death grip on that USP.]

[Shit. That was way to close to a gap in his armor for comfort. He's trying to use his considerable weight advantage to pin Pixy to the floor while he grabs for the gun.

If he can get a hold of Pixy's wrist he'll slam his hand into the floor and hopefully knock the gun from his grasp.]

[That armor weight bonus certainly keeps Pixy effectively pinned, but here's where he really shows how goddamn stubborn he REALLY is. He's struggling beneath Church (and the more he does so, the deeper that scalpel goes into his shoulder), and doing his damnedest to try to push him off-- all while trying to keep ahold of that damn USP. To hell with all the pain that was tearing through his body right now. He really was far gone.

Annoyingly enough for Church, after one slam, he's still got a slight grip on it - far less of one, of course. It almost seemed he had to pry that gun from his cold, dead hands- Pixy managing to reach his left arm over and grabbing at Church's arm. You let go of his wrist this instant, asshole!]

[Church hasn't even noticed the scalpel yet, he's too focused on the gun and not breaking Pixy's wrist.
Speaking of which you stubborn bastard, let the damn gun go!

Grabbing him or no, Church is going to try to slam the gun hand into the floor again. Your crazy ass is getting disarmed asshole.]

[NO IT'S MY FAVORITE USP YOU CAN'T HAVE IT.

Only this time when his hand makes contact with the floor, he loses his grip on the gun, causing it to slide out of his hand and clatter onto the floor above his head.

That sharp pain going through his hand now was intense. But not like this nutbag notices it, because now he's trying to reach right back for it.]

[Church swats the gun away and it skitters off under one of the tables.]

Ok you crazy asshole... I've had just about enough, holy shit!

[and now Church notices the blood pooling under Pixy's shoulder.]

[Oh you motherfucker. He hopes you don't realize that the first opportunity he gets, he's going after that gun and making a break for it.

After all, he may be crazy, but that bloodloss is going to tell him to get the fuck out of there.

Of course, speaking of bloodloss... once that gun finds its way under that table, Pixy will be looking at Church with an even crazier (and extremely angry) look.

Then?

He'll be reaching to his shoulder and yanking that scalpel out of it, aiming a stab for Church's neck as best as he could at his awkward position on the floor.]

[Welp, Church certainly wasn't expecting that! He had started to look for some way to stop Pixy's bleeding.

The scalpel buries itself at an awkward angle into the side of Church's neck, until it hits something hard and stops. With a cry of surprise he clutches at his neck and staggers back away from his crazed attacker.]

Motherfucker!

[That was your first mistake, Church. Don't take your eyes off the guy who was trying to shoot you a little bit ago, pools of blood involved or not.

He quickly gets back to his feet, though the stumbling was quite apparent. Judging from that and the blood on the floor, he must've lost enough to disorient him.

Of course, he'll now be moving to shove a table aside to find that gun of his. That's a little more important that Church right now.]

[He was worried about you, you prick! He doesn't handle injured people well.

Church is busy trying to pull the scalpel from his neck, before he realizes Pixy is going for the gun.

He yanks the blade free and drops it before moving to stop Pixy again.]

[Worry about your own hide first before you go getting concerned over others, Church!

When he notices Church making another advance, Pixy'll be kicking the table he was beside over in an attempt to hinder him. In the meantime, he'll take a quick look at the floor-

Son of a BITCH, that wasn't the right table!]

[If by 'hinder' you mean 'trip' then congratulations!
The table hits him in the legs causing Church stumble over the table and crash to the floor in a heap.

Solder, yes. Competent soldier... not so much.]

[You have the absolute stunning grace of a swan, Church.

Pixy takes a moment to give an awfully smug look. He's pretty proud of himself at that moment to see Church just lying there, but he'll quickly turn his attention back to what he was doing before.

He runs up to the next table and shoves it out of the way... and there it was, jammed between the table and nearby cabinet legs, was his precious USP.

You better get up quick before he grabs it.]

[Hey, he's been shot, stabbed and frankly he's not really trained for close combat. He's pretty impressed he's gotten this far in the fight.

Church gets back to his feet and wobbles for a second before remembering that yeah... ax crazy dude with a gun. He looks around just in time to see Pixy grab his gun.]

...

...crap.

[Don't worry, Church, he's not as ax crazy as you think! It's okay! (Is it?)

Oh gun, how he missed you in those few minutes he didn't have you. Now that he has it back (oh happy day!), he'll look back at Church... but he doesn't aim his gun again. He'll narrow his eyes and just give a mocking smile.]

You can't comprehend the choice you're making right now. You'll understand soon. Then you'll be begging for me to help you.

[He'll take a few steps away. With his shoulder still bleeding, and a guy who can put up a pretty decent fight without being armed, even in his crazy he had warning bells going off in his head.]

They'll come for you just as they came for me. All of you will face suffering beyond your wildest imaginations.

All of you.

[Of course, with that crazy rambling, Pixy will suddenly be breaking into a sprint out of the room.]

[Getting beaten up by Tex on a regular basis is a hell of a way to train. If nothing else, it makes you tough.

Ok so being in a robotic body had it's advantages too.]

Pix wait! God damn it!

[What the fuck was he talking about? Church pushes the other fallen table out of the way and tries to follow, but by the time he get's to the door... Pixy is gone.]

Fuck!

[You get an A for effort, Church! You deserve it, too, seeing that you effectively made Pixy run away as opposed to, y'know, being content on standing there and shooting at you.

For a guy that was wounded, damn, Pixy sure could run.]

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