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[Twi]

((Newp, you'll live no matter what it takes. )))
"Well, let's do this...."
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Ivy laughs.
"I hope it's genuine."

[Phantom]

The Medic towers over Taric after she had disappeared for a few minutes, wearing the power armor of a Canoness.
"Boy, I will beat you into a bloody pulp if you jinx this."

[Taricus]

((It'll grow back))

"I hope so t-OH, sorrysorrysorry."

[Phantom]

She is also wielding THE EMPERORS FURY EMBEDDED IN A SWORD. Oh, and a helmet.
"You better be if she doesn't live."

[Twi]

((Yup.))
Ivy sighs, noticing the Medic.
"Beat Dariel into a bloody pulp first if that happens, it's his fault that this all even happened." She sighs again.

[Ochita]

"Okay.. Scalpel...Ultrasound.. Drain.."
*He first makes an incision, then searches for the bleeding and drains it.*
"Okay.. Everything in normal limits..."

[Taricus]

*Grumbles*

((Stop Ninjaing me!!!))

[Phantom]

"I can do it right now if you wish."

[Twi]

Ivy facepalms.
"Uh, yeah, that's not a good idea."

[Taricus]

"I'm fine"

[Phantom]

The Medic points the sword at Taricus.
"Just stop talking."

[The Merchant Of Menace]

((By the way. the bleeding is sort of, everything))

[Taricus]

*Glares at the medic, making silly faces behind the faceplate*

[Tellemurius]

*Clay teleports to Dariel's position*
"you little fucker"

[Twi]

Clay finds a certain man in black leather over there.
"Somehow, I'm not surprised anymore," he retorts.