06-03-2006, 05:03 PM
Chest riddled with holes, Blue knew that it was the end. Somehow, he just couldn?t accept that. The red-haired fighter wasn?t meant to die this way, like a worm. Hell, he hadn?t even had the satisfaction of doing away with Koola. It was too late, his strength was leaving fast and within seconds death had embraced him.
Eyes fluttering open, the human known as Conroy found himself staring into an excruciating bright light. Raising a hand to shield his eyes, his lips curled in a smile. ?They weren?t kidding about the light at the end of the tunnel.? he muttered, only to be rudely interrupted by a grating female voice. ?Stop staring at the fluorescents, hun. You?ll hurt your eyes.? Raising a brow in confusion, the blue-eyed warrior turned his head to see a white-gowned nurse looking at him in exasperation. He was in a hospital room, one of the icy-cold, stark-white deals that no one enjoys being in.
?It?s about time you woke up, mister. Now, hurry up and get dressed. You?re going home.? Something she said struck a cord in Blue and, as his eyes narrowed, he sat up in bed to confront this woman. ?So, it?s like that huh? I bust my balls to do your little tournament and yall are just gonna send me home without so much as a thank you?? Voice growing in volume, the anger-flushed human rose to stand. As he did so, the sheet fell away from him to reveal his bare form, something he wasn?t aware of in his half-groggy state. Roy didn?t so much as bat an eyelash as he continued to bear down on the woman, ranting and raving about how they fucked him and how they should send him back.
The lady couldn?t even get a word in edge-wise, though at that point she was too shocked to even try. However, Blue?s words did have one outcome which happened to be the two orderlies outside the room rushing in to tackle him. Apparently, his temper was famous on Dante now. Face-down on the cold tiles, the flame-haired fighter was gearing up to throw down a hurting when a sudden sting in his ass cheek sent rushing calm through his entire body. Shortly thereafter, the still-naked man was slouched in a tele-pod with an armful of his own clothing and gear. And an instant after that, he was emptying his already dry stomach on Earth, while a horrified crowd stared at him.
(Going to Earth, baby.)
Eyes fluttering open, the human known as Conroy found himself staring into an excruciating bright light. Raising a hand to shield his eyes, his lips curled in a smile. ?They weren?t kidding about the light at the end of the tunnel.? he muttered, only to be rudely interrupted by a grating female voice. ?Stop staring at the fluorescents, hun. You?ll hurt your eyes.? Raising a brow in confusion, the blue-eyed warrior turned his head to see a white-gowned nurse looking at him in exasperation. He was in a hospital room, one of the icy-cold, stark-white deals that no one enjoys being in.
?It?s about time you woke up, mister. Now, hurry up and get dressed. You?re going home.? Something she said struck a cord in Blue and, as his eyes narrowed, he sat up in bed to confront this woman. ?So, it?s like that huh? I bust my balls to do your little tournament and yall are just gonna send me home without so much as a thank you?? Voice growing in volume, the anger-flushed human rose to stand. As he did so, the sheet fell away from him to reveal his bare form, something he wasn?t aware of in his half-groggy state. Roy didn?t so much as bat an eyelash as he continued to bear down on the woman, ranting and raving about how they fucked him and how they should send him back.
The lady couldn?t even get a word in edge-wise, though at that point she was too shocked to even try. However, Blue?s words did have one outcome which happened to be the two orderlies outside the room rushing in to tackle him. Apparently, his temper was famous on Dante now. Face-down on the cold tiles, the flame-haired fighter was gearing up to throw down a hurting when a sudden sting in his ass cheek sent rushing calm through his entire body. Shortly thereafter, the still-naked man was slouched in a tele-pod with an armful of his own clothing and gear. And an instant after that, he was emptying his already dry stomach on Earth, while a horrified crowd stared at him.
(Going to Earth, baby.)