Fri Sep 03, 2010 7:47 pm by Carnage
*Carnage grinned under his mask, Andors blood splattering over him, adding a knew layer of crimson to his polished armor. Before Andors saber hilts stopped moving, Carnage called them to his hands, clipping them to his belt. The force push caught Carnage off gaurd, but not completely unaware. The massive push sent Carnage into the air towards a mangle of jungle trees. Carnage twisted in mid air so that he was facing the trees, his hands and claws extended, ready to perform whatever his mind commanded. Within seconds he was at the trees, his claws digging in deep upon impact, causing his body to swing around. A quick twist of his body, his left side down, he shot through a gapp between two tree trunks, a quick snap of his hands pulled his claws from the first tree, and imbedded themselves into the second tree, one of the ones he had just jumped through. Again the momentum swung his body back through the trees towards Andors now unconscious body. Landing 15 feet from Andor, Carnage slowly walked to the beaten man. Nearing his victim, his prey, he raised his right hand, drawing the syringe his master had left for Andor. Carnage stepped up to Andor looking down at the mess. He stepped over Andor, straddling him, and crouched down, lifting the unconscious sith by his robe, close enough to whisper into his ear.* I should remove your head right now..... I do not like you, but MY master does. Had my master not ordered me to save you, you would be a rotting pile of flesh, laying in some ravine. *Carnage stabbed the syringe into Andors carotid artery, pumping a mixture of Kolto, and Bacta, as well as a pain killer to numb the pain. Carnage dropped Andor and stepped away, turning to the other sith around.* Master wants this thing alive. If any of you know how to heal, get your choobies over here and make sure he does not die.
*Carnage walked away from the group, some 50 yards, before dropping to the ground. He wanted to let out a scream, but he could not allow anyone to here him cry out. His body was on fire, this being the first time that anyone had truly tested the armor that he wore. Being meshed into his central nervous system through sith alchemy, Carnage felt the pain of every strike. The pain double then that of normal, being hard wired into the system. Carnages face was streaked with tears as he gritted his teeth through the pain, which wasa now intensifying as it returned to his senses, rather then channelled into the force. Crawling to the base of a large tree, Carnages sliced off a slab of the bark and quickly wrapped the gashes in his left arm, stopping the bleeding. He reached into a small pouch on his back, and pulled a syringe filled with a reddish black liquid. Finding a vein, Carnage plunged the syringe into his own body.*