[color=004b80][center][h1] Kyle Hishamie [/h1][/center][/color]
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[center][h1] Sunday 1930 hours [/h1][/center]
Kyle tried to say something, to get a word in, but Alexandra teleported faster than he could speak.

[color=004b80]"Wai-...Dammit Alex,"[/color]Kyle said mostly to himself.[color=004b80]"Oh well.....Good to see you Took but why are you here? Wait wait let me guess."[/color]

Kyle pretended to swoon and had his hand to his head, very dramatically acting as if he is in shock.

[color=004b80]"Don't tell me our tribe sent you, because they feared for their oh so handsome and fearless leader?"[/color]

Kyle walked over to Tokala and wrapped an arm around his shoulder.

[color=004b80]"Well fear not my most handsome, slightly inhuman, friend for no danger shall fall upon me. I have our best healer with us and welL....,"[/color]Kyle paused and look off into the distance[color=004b80],"Well I had a beautiful amazon with me but since she is gone you will have to replace her. Go on change into a women outfit and we shall be off."[/color]

Kyle barged into the pharmacy with Elenor, although he slightly brushed past her and waltzed fearlessly into the pharmacy, only to be knocked on to his ass by a charging Doom Lab, which crashed into hi and sent Kyle flying backwards on to his ass outside the Pharmacy bulding. Inside the Pharmacy there was an entire group of Doom labs, munching on strange color bags about the size of a hand. Most of the drugs and medicines, as well as the small selection of camping supplies, were untouched but any food item was ruined. 

Kyle landed on his ass, and yipped a bit. Kyle reacted through muscle memory, being no stranger to danger despite being the tribe leader. Kyles right hand raised up and he shot a fast, but not very strong, beam of light at the Doom Lab that hit him. His beam hit the Doom lab in the left eye, leaving a slight scar on it like Zukos scar from avatar the last airbender (that was a reference for us the players that isn't really what Kyle thought or said or anything). The Doom Lab cried out in pain and ran away, suddenly being protected by a dozen Doom labs, all slow but very durable and strong. 

Kyle checked himself over quickly. His shaggy black hair was fine, he could see out of his light brown eyes, and his tan skin didn't look damaged. He was wearing long sleeve balck v neck, which was now slightly torn up in the front. His faded blue jeans looked dirty but that was nothing new. His black combat boots remained undamaged and he felt proud. He found these boots on a recent scavange and he was able to claim them since he found them. Good boots are hard to come by. Kyle felt the weight of the empty duffel bag on his bag that hung around his shoulder, which he had planned to use to store all of the goods they found.



(NO ONE KILL THE DOOM LAB WITH THE SCAR IM GONNA KEEP HIM AS LIKE A KOOL MOTHER FUCKER IN THE RP FOR AWHILE LOVE YOU GUYS THANKS)

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