The River....

[Jashiva Darkstorm]

OOC: Guys, Vicera, the person that wrote "GMA HQ (infiltration) was my brother not me, we share the same character, so hes going to start his own character now, so i can carry on with this one, i just hope you will let me...

IC: **Jasiva woke with a start, his body slung apon a pile of rocks on the side of the large river, he felt very dizzy and looked down to see blood covering the rocks below him,lucky enough the heat of the sun had seald his wounds pretty effective, but his life was on the line.**

**His Body armour had been serverly pearced and he needed to get to his ship, as Jashiva was not a oxigen breathing hunter he was nearly out of nitrogen from his tanks, he rearly needed to get to his ship.Not knowing where the hell he was in the area he looked up seeing the HQ behind him in the mist, he smiled but then vomited in his helmet, he opend a vent and let it fall out, the closed it he then looked at his air, and he had about 20 minutes to find some nitrogen "damn it" he said getting up he needed to find help**

Jashiva Darkstorm

[Darth Viscera]

Uh...dude, there's no river on Coruscant. The only small bodies of water are sewers. And bear in mind that there are 130,000,000 fortified Imperial troops with armored divisions on Coruscant.

[Jashiva Darkstorm]

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[Cirrsseeto Raurrssatta]

Cirrsseeto's sensitive nose picked up the scent of spilled blood, and after some searching, he saw a wounded man walking around. His ears perking up slightly, the large Cizerack walked over to the masked alien.

Arrre jyou alrrrjight?

[Jashiva Darkstorm]

* looked up to the new comer half dead and out of air time nearly he needed to get back to his ship or atleast get some nitrogen*

"no sir i need air(Nitrogen) and i need in within 15 minutes or im dead"

He looked at the funny looking man and slightly smiled...

Jashiva Darkstorm

[Cirrsseeto Raurrssatta]

At last, Cirrsseeto understood the alien's problem.

Oh, jyou can not brrreathe? jI wjill help jyou.

Cirrsseeto grabbed the man's helmet, and gave it a good tug, removing it from his head and tossing it aside, the glass faceplate busting on the floor. Without the helmet on his head, he should be able to breathe. Cirrsseeto smiled toothily at the alien.

Therrre...now jit wjill be betterrr.

[Ruben Drail Jr]

(The Red Alert had been landed upon Coruscant for sometime. Boredom had kicked in for Ruben, and he needed something to do, eat or kill, and fast. He wandered around aimlessly for some time, just browsing the sights and homing in on the sounds of the familiar area.)

"One jeh-di, two jeh-di, three jeh-di, four!.."

(Looking to the left. He saw... a ... cat? A giant cat? Too much drink, too much drink, there is no gia-... there was a giant cat to his left. He slowly edged in its direction, keeping as quiet as possible.)

[Jashiva Darkstorm]

OOC: Dude, the helmet is attached to my airwaves ant my lungs so lets not tug...

IC: The tug from the funny looking man hurt and Jashiva puched it helmet back on looking at the man, like the man just attacked him, he ignored the man and staggerd of towards the HQ and hopefully he will be arrested and taken to Vicara..

Jashiva Darkstorm

[Cirrsseeto Raurrssatta]

OOC: Cirrsseeto wouldn't know that. He would pull that sucker off to help you breathe. Also...from the spelling in your post, I am not sure exactly what you have done. Right now, your helmet is lying on the floor, broken.

[Jashiva Darkstorm]

OOC: then you must have pulled my Lungs and heart with it then, which in this case is quite impossible, dude, im a none-Oxigen breather, just help me to the HQ ok?

IC: falls to the floor from the tug badly hurt and sperting blood up from his mouth

"ughhhhhh help me damn it, help me"

*points to the HQ* "take me to the HQ"

looks at the man, holding his chest in pain

Jashiva Darkstorm

[Ruben Drail Jr]

"Ughhhhhh help me, damn it, help me"

(Ruben slunk back, pressing his body down against the ground. He was asking for help. Something was wrong. Had the cat-beast attacked him? That thing looked pretty big from where he was standing, and he didn't fancy being turned into kitty food. Keeping silent he waited to see what would happen.)

[Cirrsseeto Raurrssatta]

OOC: More likely, it would have simply snapped the airway valves...but for brevity's sake, I'll just say I punched out the glass plating so you could "breathe"

IC:

Cirrsseeto's ears flutter in confusion. The alien wasn't getting any better.

No, jyou need to brrreathe jin morrre. Ajirrr jisss good.

[Jashiva Darkstorm]

my friend....just please get me to that HQ"

He said laying on the floor

[Cirrsseeto Raurrssatta]

Confused, but nevertheless complying, Cirrsseeto hefted the man easily over his shoulder, and began to run towards the direction he had indicated. He didn't know what he would do when he got there, but he decided to help the man nonetheless. It then occurred to Cirrsseeto that this alien was dying. This thought began to make the big Cizerack start to think.

[Ruben Drail Jr]

(Ruben could hear the thudding of the creature coming towards his position. It was now or never. Do or die. Help or.. some other phrase that sounded heroic! He rose from his hiding place and moved out into the path of the being, a blank yet fearful look on his face.)

[Cirrsseeto Raurrssatta]

Cirrsseeto stopped in his tracks as he looked at the Hyuu-mann blocking his path. His ears fluttered in confusion as he scrutinized the alien with his ice-blue eyes.

Rrrwhat?

[Jashiva Darkstorm]

umm...JR...take me to Vicera, i need to talk with him my friend

* he looked at JR with confusion hopeing to draw the man away from his helper*

" i need to see vicera!"

[Cirrsseeto Raurrssatta]

Cirrsseeto's brow furrowed. He didn't know who "Vicera" was...or anything else for that matter. The sick alien had told him little. And now, a Hyuu-mann was stopping him from going forward. He didn't want to be rude, but the man was rather sick.

Aljien, jyou arrre sssjick. jYou ssshould trrrjy and brrreathe. jI wjill fjind doctorrr.

[Jashiva Darkstorm]

looks at JR with a angery eye*

" JR im serously dieing here, i need Nitrogen and if i dont get it soon, i will be a pile of jelly on the floor, please im begging you"

He said looking at JR despritly

[Cirrsseeto Raurrssatta]

Cirrsseeto began to doubt if the man would survive. This led him to think about other things.

Njitrrrogen? What jisss that?

The Cizerack rummages through his coat pockets, looking for something that might help. He found a sizeable strip of bantha jerky...maybe that would help. It wasn't "Nitrogen", but it might make the man feel better.

Cirrsseeto took the strip of dried meat, pressing it against the man's mouth.

Herrre...eat. Good food...make jyou betterrr.