#felixgonnafeel

[the-maroon-cyborg]

felix-gonna-feel liked for a starter.

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Simmons wasn’t the strongest person in their small group of simulation soldiers, but he liked to think that he made up for that in skill and intelligence. Of course, that meant he lacked in strength and intimidation. And back bone. Couldn’t forget backbone.  Which is why, when he somehow came across his ex-comrade/enemy, Felix, (it was really by chance too, talk about luck.) he immediately moved to raise his gun towards the visor of the other to try and pose as a threat to the other. He kept his finger on the trigger and kept a safe distance so the other couldn’t disarm him. There was absolutely no way for this to go wrong, he told himself while ignoring his shaking knees.  “Okay-- So-- just drop your weapons!” He ordered, willing his voice not to crack.

[theprofessionalofchorus-blog]

(FelixGonnaFeel) "So there's Maine, the Chief, you and one of the nobles running around on the planet. Who's gonna be the next spartan? Jimmy the Janitor?"

"Felix, if you knew better.  You would drop the subject and never bring it up again."

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[jxstwondering-blog]

(FelixGonnaFeel)"You're a friend of my sister if I'm correct. I need your help to get her away from a silent, emotionless sociopath who could hurt her."

" ...If you're talking about Maine, then I'm out. I'm not dealing with the guy who could rip apart a building piece by fuckin' piece. "

[theprofessionalofchorus-blog]

Locus looked at the stack as well before he shrugged, another bottle in hand as he took a sip from it.  Things had been weighing down on him.  Things from his past catching up, reminding him of things when before he became a mercenary.  "I lost count after the seventh one."

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[blood-of-titan-blog]

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Eight year old Lark didn't know what to do, she was lost, she had thought that she could spend time with her father.  But he had back handed her and waked away.  Loosing sight of him, she was now left to wander, to wonder where she was going to go.  And every person she saw...she cringed and walked even faster.  A bruise on her cheek, and her note clung tightly in her fist.

She was so focused on those that were beside her, she didn't see the man that was in front of her, walking right into his leg and stumbled back, her eyes going wide quickly and backing up slowly.  Words unable to form at that moment.

[jxstwondering-blog]

(FelixGonnaFeel) Pokes south. "Ok. Touched ya."

[punches]

[jxstwondering-blog]

(FelixGonnaFeel) [text] The bar would not accept my money. I have reached God status here

[Text: Felix] oh my fucking god

[Text: Felix] even the bar is telling you to go home you dumbass

[psychxanalyzeme-blog1]

A life for a life // closed

Gray had found them, unfortunately.  The poison that she concocted was strong enough to put a full sized elephant down for a few minutes; an average human male would be out cold for at least a few hours.  She was able to track them down with coordinates from Locus' last message and managed to get to them in time.  With just a little bit to spare, the doctor injected each of them with the serum, Felix a little less than Locus.  He could stay in that comatose for a while.  Locus...Locus needed medical attention.

With some straining (and much more cursing that should have been heard from her), Gray was able to get both of them into the medical facility without letting the other's see.  She felt awful, knowing that there would be a helluva explanation between this, and knew that it would be better to ask forgiveness than permission.  Carolina would have to be first to know, of course.  Then Wash.  Though...he could wait.  At least until she was done.

Locus was easy to do: set him up to a set of machines and a drip with the antidote attached.  He'd be awake within the hour.  Felix...Felix was another story.  Bound to a table, wrists and legs tied with all his armor off and set aside; helmet off and an IV drip with half as much to him.  He'd take a while, but she still wanted him alive.  That much, Locus had done, and she was thankful.  Gray sat beside the mercenary, holding his hand and watching the machines.  "Come on, you stupid idiot...wake up..."