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[barelyemoting.livejournal.com]

[the Brigadier arrives on the plane during the middle of what, presumably, must be some sort of action scene! why is this? well, the fact he arrives mid-dive, and upon hidding the 'ground' lays there panting is one indication. another is the fact he's been shot in one of his shoulders, and said shoulder is being soaked with black blood - until it heals, anyway

a third thing is the futuristic gun he has with him, which to informed individuals is a laser rifle]



Didn't [a hiss of pain] expect the ambush. Damn.

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[immortalmistake.livejournal.com]

[Drops down on one knee next to him, caught midway between concern and anger.] Sir?

[barelyemoting.livejournal.com]

[he's getting his breath back currently] I'm alright.

[immortalmistake.livejournal.com]

You're bleeding all... over the place. [And now he's sort of frozen and staring at you, Brig.]

Since when...?

[barelyemoting.livejournal.com]

It'll heal. [he shoves himself into a sitting position] ...Five months ago.

[immortalmistake.livejournal.com]

[Wasn't even talking about the sparkleblood, funnily enough. He doesn't know anything about that little side effect.]

You're immortal. You've been immortal that long?

[barelyemoting.livejournal.com]

[pause, then in a confused manner] What?

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

[Jack is at his side in moments, clearly concerned] What the hell happened?

[barelyemoting.livejournal.com]

[the Brigadier pants] An ambush, Harkness. Took a hit to the shoulder - could've been worse.

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

Could have been better too [mutters, then a bit louder]The wound doesn't look too bad, but we're going to have to stop the bloodflow- [In the time, it's taken him to say that, Jack has noticed something] ....it's flowing more slowly already.

[barelyemoting.livejournal.com]

Don't worry, Captain. [he nods] Give it time, I'll be fine.

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

Brigadier, what haven't you told me?

[miseardae.livejournal.com]

[frowns] You need to stop getting yourself injured, Brigadier.

[barelyemoting.livejournal.com]

Hazard of the job, Doctor.

[miseardae.livejournal.com]

Yes, well. [kneels down, inspecting the wounds] I wonder if you can still get infected...

[barelyemoting.livejournal.com]

[he exhales hard] No idea. I might.

[swanseer.livejournal.com]

[Hurries over... except she's trying to look as if she's not hurrying so the effect is rather interesting] What happened?

[barelyemoting.livejournal.com]

Ambush.

[swanseer.livejournal.com]

With gun carrying people I'm guessing?

[barelyemoting.livejournal.com]

Laser guns.

[swanseer.livejournal.com]

...Oh.

[ghostlighter]

[Ghost sense goes off. :| Agh. Not!dead people. But, anyway! He rushes over and looks sort of concerned, but it looks like this guy just ran into some really bad luck. At least he isn't dead?]

... You alright?

[barelyemoting.livejournal.com]

[a nod from the floor] I'm fine.

[ghostlighter]

[Eyebrow quirk.] You sure about that?

[barelyemoting.livejournal.com]

Yes. [because his shoulder is healing up] Just a bit of blood.

[ghostlighter]

Blood doesn't just come from nowhere like that. [Although he looks interested in the black sparkliness of it, he's already see that type of blood. So.]