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Galileo's Burden, Phase Beta: In Avani's Name
(Plot Post!)
The sun was starting to sink towards the horizon as the emergency pod landed down on the surface of Orya, deep in the thicket of a jungle a few miles north of the village.
It was all unknown and uncharted territory... but if Stacy's crew ever wanted to see a good half of their doctors and scientists again, there was no other choice but to stage a rescue mission.
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The sun was starting to sink towards the horizon as the emergency pod landed down on the surface of Orya, deep in the thicket of a jungle a few miles north of the village.
It was all unknown and uncharted territory... but if Stacy's crew ever wanted to see a good half of their doctors and scientists again, there was no other choice but to stage a rescue mission.
(ooc: SUBTHREADS ARE FIIIINE. Have at!)
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He looked down at the spear thrust into his hands and swallowed. "I-- okay." Hold it, and point it at the bad guys, and hopefully they would back off without him having to hurt them? Fletcher wasn't so sure that would work, but it was better than just standing there. "Thanks. I..."
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It was incredible. They'd need that instinct to get out of here alive.
"Come on, it'll be ok," Billy nodded, taking advantage of the shelter of another fallen guard to quickly pat Fletcher's back. "We'll get through this."
And not a second too soon, he ducked his head a little and started running ahead, rifle held out to clear the way.
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His breaths were short but heavy, pain racking him whenever he stilled. The obvious solution: keep moving, which helped with survival anyway.
"Hey!" Just then, he threw himself to the side to shove someone taking aim at another crew member down, whacking with the rifle shortly after.
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As Billy threw himself aside, Fletcher noticed another Chosen raising a spear to attack someone. Almost without really thinking, Fletcher rushed forward to stop him; he didn't know what he was intending, just to somehow stop him from attacking, but it wasn't until the spearhead pierced the alien's stomach that Fletcher exactly realized what he was doing.
This was going badly.
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Another hit in a bad spot. Billy stumbled, but not before using the opportunity to viciously swipe at his opponent's legs. That and a hard kick should have done the trick.
When he rolled up, finally having a clear space for a few seconds, he spotted an ill-looking Fletcher. The horror of killing...and as he saw it on the boy's face, Billy started to feel it too.
No. They had to survive and mourn later, as sick as it was. Billy bowed his head for just a split second, squeezing Fletcher's shoulder. "Talk later," Billy asked breathlessly as he winced, rolling to defend himself from the next target.