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The Lylat Luxury Hotel: Part 3


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Patrick was shocked for a moment. "Hey, we could have still got useful information out of him. You didn't have to kill him."

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The man threw up blood, and finally went limp after Gearhart's extreme choking session.

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Charles got to the first floor as fast as he can run, hurrying to the utility closet.

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(Inside the utility closet)

"Hey, did you hear some running?", whispered one guard.  "Yeah, let's get ready", replied the only other guard as they readied their batons. 

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Gearhart dropped the body, "He failed in staying in control. He was worthless." He stomped on the throat of the now limp man as he passed him.

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(Inside the utility closet)

"Hey, did you hear some running?", whispered one guard.  "Yeah, let's get ready", replied the only other guard as they readied their batons. 

Charles slowed down as he saw the utility closet ahead of him. He readied his Bo.

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"Ugh, and all over my favorite shirt," Patrick joked, trying to get a laugh after the gruesome act. " Man, my back is killing me." Patrick began to rub the area where the rash/fungus was.

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(Still inside utility closet)

"Imma go out and check", guard one said as he walked out and opened the utility closet door, unarmed. 

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(Still inside utility closet)

"Imma go out and check", guard one said as he walked out and opened the utility closet door, unarmed. 

Charles suddenly held his bo behind him.

"Have you seen anyone that looked like kidnapped inside that closet?", he asked the guard approaching.

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Gearhart went for his left pocket with his right hand and grabbed the bottle. "Heh, of course," He started while dropping the empty bottle. "I knew I forgot something today." He now started wobbling as he walked, but pushed himself through it.

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"Oh yeah", the guard said, responding to Charles.  "That maniac has been trying to kill us for the past three hours, the only way to keep him out was to use heavy doses of tranquilizer.  Are you here to take him off our hands?", the guard said.

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'Only way to keep him is by tranquilizers', Charles repeated in his thoughts. 'Might be a clone again'

"Well, me and two other guys found the kidnapper. Call someone named Norman, he might be of help. The napper is on room 209"

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Patrick began to feel funny. "Ugh, this can't be good. Like a college party gone wrong. Hey Gearhart, you won't happen to know anything about medical stuff, would you?"

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'Only way to keep him is by tranquilizers', Charles repeated in his thoughts. 'Might be a clone again'

"Well, me and two other guys found the kidnapper. Call someone named Norman, he might be of help. The napper is on room 209"

"Hold on", the guard said as he called to the other guard.  "THIS GUY GOT WALTER, LET'S KICK HIS ASS!", the guard called as he produced a baton, and the other guard emerged from the room, also carrying a baton.

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"Oh sh**"

Charles walked backward, slowly, readying his bo for a fight.

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The two guards advanced together, coming at Charles at the same time, wildly swinging their batons

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Patrick knew that the kid would probably need some help, so he flooded his body with adrenline and charged to the utility closet, hoping Gearhart would follow as well.

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Patrick began to feel funny. "Ugh, this can't be good. Like a college party gone wrong. Hey Gearhart, you won't happen to know anything about medical stuff, would you?"

"I don't think I can play doctor right now," He started while stopping and leaning to the wall. "What's the problem?" the dark voice fading as was Gearhart's muscle strength.

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The two guards seemed to have no real combat training whatsoever.  They just kept running at Charles, swinging their batons. 

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The two guards advanced together, coming at Charles at the same time, wildly swinging their batons

The two guards seemed to have no real combat training whatsoever.  They just kept running at Charles, swinging their batons. 

Charles swung his bo too, and suddenly thrust one end of it towards one of the guards' abdomen, then he swung and hit one leg of one guard, this time on the kneecap.

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As the duo were struck by Charles' bo, they both fell to the ground, out cold.

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"Well, I just got this sort of thing on my back. Remember the note?" Patrick said as he looked upon his friend, who seemed to be ill himself. "Here, why don't you lean on me till we can get you to a doctor. I think you need it more than I do." Patrick continued, the adrenline making him unable to feel the pain of the fungus.

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As the duo were struck by Charles' bo, they both fell to the ground, out cold.

(the other guard was hit on the kneecap, out cold? :lol: :lol: :trollface: )

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(the other guard was hit on the kneecap, out cold? :lol: :lol: :trollface: )

(As he fell, they both bumped heads :trollface::lol:.  Are you entering the closet, or what :lol:)

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"No!" He shouted as Patrick approached him. I am NOT worthless... He thought while standing by himself. "I'll be fine for a bit longer, just we need to find Zeke as fast as possible." He said, not even able to hear his own words from the thumping pain in his mind.

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