05-29-2015, 04:09 PM
Face to Face
#05 Gilgamesh & #33 Jon Snow vs #31 Okor & #32 Galel Baraz
#05 Gilgamesh & #33 Jon Snow vs #31 Okor & #32 Galel Baraz
The scene inside the clinic was as bad as the chaos outside.
While he felt no pain, Okor knew his body was beginning to fail—his limbs were taking longer to respond to his command. The plague marine had to half-drag himself over to the collapsed portion of the structure’s exterior wall. He still heard the sound of fighting outside and the rumble of the earth as he threw away chunks of stone, twisted metal support beams, and shards of broken glass. As the fighting outside calmed down, he pulled away a chunk of debris to reveal Galel Baraz. Although broken and battered, the Psker was still breathing.
Space marines were truly a force to be reckoned with.
“I’ve got you,” Okor muttered as he scooped a hand under the other prime’s torso and helped to unearth him from the pile of rubble.
“Behind… behind you,” Galel muttered before an arrow sank through the Psker’s heart. The marine known as Galel Baraz let out a groan as his body went limp in Okor’s hands. For a moment, the plague marine felt nothing, but once that subsided, the emptiness was replaced with rage. Clenching his fists, the last survivor of the space marines placed his ally’s body on the ground and turned to look at his killers. He saw a man in golden armor standing next to his assassin—a somber soldier with a high-tech bow and arrow.
“Surrender your possessions,” Gilgamesh demanded. “And you can drag that carcass of a friend out into the forest without us tearing you to pieces.”
“Unlikely,” Okor shot back as he rose up to his full height. A beat later, the shovel smashed into the plague marine’s skull with enough force to smash away the apparatus that covered the lower part of his mouth. The machinery tore away along with the rotten flesh and bones that had once served as his jaw. With a gurgling hiss, Okor retaliated with a vicious, plague-laden punch to Gilgamesh, breaking the king’s nose and doubling him over in pain.
The plague marine plunged a mangled hand into his bag and pulled out a handgun made of the purest gold. His finger went for the trigger, but from the corner of his eye, he saw the archer knock and arrow. “My king!” Jon shouted as he loosed the arrow.
Okor pivoted and pulled the trigger.
The Bastard let out a weak scream and fell over as his buzz saw-tipped trick arrow cleaved off the plague marine’s arm. Even as his putrid blood started to sputter from the wound, Okor willed his failing body to retreat into the clinic. Gilgamesh, hand clamp over his face, could only watch through his bloody fingers as the marine escaped. Glancing to his left, the would-be King of the Endless Dunes looked into the pained eyes of Jon Snow as the man trembled next to the corpse of the other space marine. He had his hands gripped around a wound, but it was clear that he couldn’t get it to stop bleeding. Whatever color Jon may have had on his face had already drained away.
In the span of a few minutes, the fortunes of New Babylon had gone from golden dreams to the sour and harsh reality of the Abyss. Gilgamesh was certainly a king, but his kingdom was one of death and ruin.
[spoiler]
#31 Galel Baraz Dead
38 Primes Remain
38 Primes Remain
Okor used Tier 0 Super Move Necrotic Fist (-1 SP)
Okor has been dis-armed – Major Injury (+8 Damage)
Okor has been snickered at by the ghost of Alain -- Story Injury (+0 Damage)
Karl bitch-slaps you in the face if you think the preceding line is actual fact -- Story Injury
Gilgamesh has a broken nose and some loose teeth – Minor Injury (+4 Damage)
Jon Snow has been shot with the Golden Gun – Mortal Injury (+16 Damage) – He will die within 48 OOC unless he acquires the Stimpaks or Medical Kit
The Pyramid Head Helmet and Banishment Serum are there with Galel’s corpse, choose who gets them.
The Golden Gun has been used and is now useless outside of rp fodder.[/spoiler]

