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| Mr.Bushido | Nov 4 2010, 08:53 PM Post #1 |
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Grunting filled the hallways of the packed Ranger buildings as a Ranger later identified as Akira Renjiro was strolled in from an evac truck. His power armor was all but destroyed and his right leg was shattered with the armoring embedded into his skin. The pain would make any sane man fall to the ground in tears, but it was not the first time he felt such pain. The loss of his arm was equally painful, although less in duration. Akira slammed his fist into the stroller, denting the metal casing. "Get his armor off, and get him into an X-ray!" a voice shouted. Akira was lifted into the x-ray machine gently as not to cause him anymore pain. After a few minutes scans indicated that almost every bone in his leg had been crushed. The doctor decided that the leg would have to be amputated as if it was left as it was, blood was flowing to his leg and he was losing it too fast. If action wasn't taken, Akira would die by blood loss, or potentially by infection in the small chance that the blood would clot. With medical technology as advanced as it was, a prosthetic leg would be the best option. Akira protested but he eventually succumb to logic and anesthetics. Next thing he knew, he was in a hospital bed with a bandaged up leg. He still felt as if he could move his leg, but that was just a delay in his brain's reaction to the amputation. Akira crawled out of bed, grabbing nearby clutches to aid him in his attempts to walk. He didn't get too far before falling on his face. He managed to make it out of the door, but a nurse warned him that he should stay put as the doctors still needed to perform the second stage of the operation; installing the prosthetic. |
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| Mr.Bushido | Nov 6 2010, 03:49 AM Post #2 |
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Akira looked up at Wild, and then leaned against the wall. Wild's words were a grim reminder of his defeat, but Akira knew it wasn't an intentional attack, so he shook it off. Such defeat in the past would be replied with seppeku, but although Akira followed the code of Bushido, he took its teachings with a grain of salt. He noticed Wild glancing at his arm as well as his leg, and he continued the conversation with jest, which was uncommon as Akira was rarely frivolous. He then followed with an introduction as he raised his left arm to shake hands. "Heh, you should of seen the other guy...or guys...as for my arm, I lost it long before today...my name is Akira, I transferred from California. Pleased to meet you" |
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