~*~The Rebellion - RP~*~

Neytiri kept firing, her mouth gaped in a terrible snarl. Her fangs glistened and her pale eyes were narrowed to slits. Her ears pointed backwards, her gun fired bullets continuously, the shells dropping around her bare feet. She tossed several grenades and killed about 2/3 of the army. "There aren't many of them left. We can take them!"
 
"I've got an idea! But you have to get out of here!" Eric said as he spotted a weakening support pillar in the middle of the room.
 
A large explosion sounded as Eric threw a grenade at the weak support pillar. The building began to crumble.
 
Neytiri saw the pillar collapsing. "Eric!" She cried, grabbing him by the shirt and pulling him away. The pillar collapsed on the army, and would've crushed him too, if Neytiri hadn't done something.
 
(Aaaaand... ENTER DRAMA!!!
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Aiet'ey came over and took a syringe from her pouch. Neytiri kept one hand on his shoulder. Aiet'ey inserted the syringe into Eric's arm. "Will he be alright?" She asked, her voice wobbling slightly. Aiet'ey only nodded. "He should wake up in a few moments."
 
After a few moments, Eric groaned and coughed. "Are you okay?" Was the first thing he wheezed when saw Ney.
 
"No you're not..." His voice was barely a whisper as he started to black out again. "You have to get to a healer..."
 

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