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Date Posted: 17:33:41 01/05/02 Sat
Author: Marz
Subject: I ran into a truck from Jeremy's world?
In reply to: Tristan 's message, "What the hell happened to YOU?" on 12:53:43 01/05/02 Sat

Marz was pretty ticked off when he regained consciousness. He couldn't remember ever getting knocked out by a simple punch, and had to wonder why Justin's fist felt like it was made of lead. Immediately, he wanted a rematch with the merc, but all thoughts of fighting the man again left his mind when Erlic said he needed his help with something.

His sensai aided him in getting to his feet, and he swayed slightly when a momentary wave of dizziness washed over him. Silently, he followed Erlic to an unconscious Tristan then scooped the dragon into his arms and carried him toward Val. Since the healer was busy tending to Isobel's wounds, Marz laid his burden gently on the ground and took a seat beside him.

When he felt blood trickling down his neck, he pulled out a cloth and held it against the deep razor cut that had luckily just missed his jugular vein. Jeremy rushed up to him, holding both his and Tristan's swords in his hands. The otherworldly youth wanted to say something about how cool he thought the fight between Justin and Marz was, but held his tongue since the merc seemed to be the winner. "Thought you guys might want your weapons back," he said, placing the swords next to the ex-gang leader.

Although it hurt like hell to talk because of his swollen jaw, Marz muttered a thanks then asked Jeremy to gather together all of the weapons from the dead mants and bring them to him. When the freaky haired youth ran off to do his bidding, Marz closed his eyes and tried not to think about how badly his face hurt. Remembering the pain pills he had in his pocket he swallowed a couple of them down just as Tristan stirred and sat up.

"Who did this to you?" the dragon asked, reaching out to touch his cheek. Before the ex-gang leader had a chance to answer, Tristan went on to explain how he had fainted earlier.

Marz forgot about his lover's fear of bugs so had no idea that the roaches were behind Tristan's fainting spell. "You probably didn't eat enough at breakfast, and that combined with walking under the hot sun for two hours probably left you feeling weak," he said, the words coming out a bit muffled. It sounded as though he was talking with a wad of cotton stuffed in his mouth.

He pulled the cloth away from his neck and found it covered in blood. It was amazing how much blood a person could lose in a single day without ending up dead. After searching through his pockets, he found another clean kerchief and held it against the wound. His shirtsleeve was sticking to the gash in his arm, slowing down the flow of blood there.

"Now are you going to tell me what happened to you," Tristan asked, "or am I going to have to get it out of you some other way?"

Before answering, Marz rinsed the blood from his mouth with a little water from one of his flasks. He was feeling extremely calm now due to Erlic's manipulations via the link and Jeremy's pain pills. "I got into a fistfight with Justin after the asshole made a snide comment. The merc had a straight razor in his hand and decided to try to give me a shave while we fought." Marz smirked at his own sarcasm then briefly wondered why he hadn't started growing any facial hair yet. Had Khally been right about him having elfish blood? He shrugged off the thought then went back to thinking about the merc. Since he didn't realize that Justin was using brass knuckles, he was still in shock about the merc's powerful blows. "The bastard's got one hell of a right hook. He managed to knock me out after only two punches. Then Erlic stepped in I guess."

He took another sip of water then shrugged. "I wanted a rematch, but Erlic said he needed my help with something. He sounded pretty desperate so I decided to let the matter with Justin go for now." Marz set down his water flask then rubbed his aching jaw. "I bet I look like shit right now, " he muttered to Tristan, before meeting the eyes of his sensai, who stood a few yards away. He wondered when the hell he was going to talk to him about the help he needed. Hopefully, it will be before I raking bleed to death here!

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