Post by akunzepp on Feb 27, 2010 15:25:27 GMT -5
"What's your name?"
"Marie..."
"Hey, buddy, wake up, stay with us. What's your name?"
"What... what's..."
David looked straight forward at the ceiling. He was on his back. A symbol stared back at him.

The distinct rumbling gave him a hint that he was in a vehicle. Kidnapped?
"Good, good. Now?"
"David.. It's David Mass. Who are you? Where am I?"
"My name is Doctor Yanlış Vaha. You're in an ambulance of Zeon's 501st Hospitalier's. You had yourself a bad fall there in the bar. Can you tell me what happened?"
"Ugh.. I was just having myself a drink."
"You sure you didn't get in any fights?"
"Pretty sure."
"Well, the bartender there says you fell, had what I would describe as a seizure, then got up and trounced a Zeon patrol trying to get yourself off your feet. That's when they called us. Can you tell me who Marie is?"
"My employee. We got separated after I started drinking.."
"Well, no one recalls a woman with you.. when had your seizure, you kept screaming her name. You nearly killed one of those guys - he's pretty banged up. They offered to drop charges as long as you cooperate with treatment. That sound good hon?"
"No.. WAIT! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?"
"It's just a sedative. Calm down.. If you don't cooperate, I'll have to use deadly force!"
A gunshot thundered through the good doctor's chest. Never stick a veteran when he's packing. Another good throw and the Hospitalier was tossed out of the ambulance like old trash. But it was too late; the syringe had been compressed. He laid back on the stretcher, and was out like a light.
The ambulance stopped. Nurses and orderlies were working around the clock to deal with the increased amount of casualties from the siege. Here and there, Zeon soldiers, Panzergrenadiers. Civilians overflowed in the emergency room area, ignored in favor of their militant compatriots.
"Marie..."
"Hey, buddy, wake up, stay with us. What's your name?"
"What... what's..."
David looked straight forward at the ceiling. He was on his back. A symbol stared back at him.
The distinct rumbling gave him a hint that he was in a vehicle. Kidnapped?
"Good, good. Now?"
"David.. It's David Mass. Who are you? Where am I?"
"My name is Doctor Yanlış Vaha. You're in an ambulance of Zeon's 501st Hospitalier's. You had yourself a bad fall there in the bar. Can you tell me what happened?"
"Ugh.. I was just having myself a drink."
"You sure you didn't get in any fights?"
"Pretty sure."
"Well, the bartender there says you fell, had what I would describe as a seizure, then got up and trounced a Zeon patrol trying to get yourself off your feet. That's when they called us. Can you tell me who Marie is?"
"My employee. We got separated after I started drinking.."
"Well, no one recalls a woman with you.. when had your seizure, you kept screaming her name. You nearly killed one of those guys - he's pretty banged up. They offered to drop charges as long as you cooperate with treatment. That sound good hon?"
"No.. WAIT! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?"
"It's just a sedative. Calm down.. If you don't cooperate, I'll have to use deadly force!"
A gunshot thundered through the good doctor's chest. Never stick a veteran when he's packing. Another good throw and the Hospitalier was tossed out of the ambulance like old trash. But it was too late; the syringe had been compressed. He laid back on the stretcher, and was out like a light.
The ambulance stopped. Nurses and orderlies were working around the clock to deal with the increased amount of casualties from the siege. Here and there, Zeon soldiers, Panzergrenadiers. Civilians overflowed in the emergency room area, ignored in favor of their militant compatriots.

