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Hobbs couldn't believe what was unfolding before his eyes. The pile of dead bodies had actually created a wall between him and them. Tossing the empty and smoking MP5Ks aside, he ran over to the elevator, setting Claymores behind him. The doors were still open, exposing the shaft. Hearing footsteps, screaming, and explosions from the Claymores, he leapt onto the rope. Clinging, he was hurtled upwards as the elevator lifted.
He placed his fingers into the bullet holes. Tia suddenly started squirming as Salyell took the bullets out. He removed his hand and the three bullets were stuck to his fingertips.
"Good." Jonny saw that the bullets were out. Reacting quickly, he started bandaging Tia's side. "Just tell me if I'm wrapping these too tight." He told her gently as he went.
Jonny finished wrapping Tia up as best he could. "You'll be alright." He told her softly. "I promise." He turned to walk away, his hands covered in her blood. Because he was now shirtless, he started to shiver.
"Why do you even care? Is it because I have a sensual body and you want to have sexual intercourse with me solely because of this?" Here, Tia glanced at Jonny.
Jonny sighed. "Look, I'm sorry about what I said earlier. I really am." Jonny said softly to Tia. "I said somethings and thought somethings that I shouldn't have."
Hobbs was at the bottom of the elevator when he smelled in; gas. It seemed that the soldiers knew it too, and through his helmet, one flamethrower trooper smirked before setting the shaft ablaze, and searing the air. The air heated up beyond the temperature control in the suit, and Hobbs's skin felt like it was on fire. In reality, it literally was. The suit dropped down and Hobbs's burns were cooled by the rfreshing cool air. He started banging on the floor of the elevator to let someone know that he was still alive.
Jonny nodded. "I can understand that... I just feel bad because... well I was getting back into my old habits... the ones I had before I met her." Jonny was referring to Dante. "So now I'm disgusted with myself."
"Oy! Anyone up there? It's little ol' Hobbs, just hanging down here!" Hobbbs yelled, banging on the floor harder, and biting his lip to distract him from the pain of his burns.
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