Loyle
Loyle nodded, he proceeded to cut an inch hole where the bullet
was. When he finished, he took the tweezers, and carefully pulled
the bullet out.
Otomra nodded in approval and began to slowly sew his wound shut.
One he was done he took a wash cloth and dumped in in water before
putting it against his side. "We suceeded. Now when Sav comes with
the alcohol, we'll have something to numb the pain."
Loyle
"Yeah." Loyle said, "Also, if you want to conduct more research on
me, I can survive beheading, unless my hody is mutilated
afterwards. And I can sing a note indefinitely."
Loyle
"So, you aren't even a little bit afraid of what it does? Because,
well, yeah... it could do anything, and for all we know, it blows
up." Loyle asked.
Loyle
"We need a plan when we are ready to continue on our stroll to our
destination, we can't continue like we did last time, or we'll be
found by the hunters, Fox's death may have the other hunters even
more aggravated, so we can't risk them finding us." Loyle said.
Derem
"I agree with Loyle. Us doing the same thing as last time will wind
at least one of us dead." Derem said.
"It will take the hunters awhile. Right now the media will be
writing about a nonexistant governement group being found, and the
government will have to deny it and keep the hunters hidden."
Otomra chuckled before taking a long swig of his beer.