ChasNicollette
Allons-y Means Let's Go.
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Chloe. Combat medic.
Chloe's eyes went wide wide wide as she saw with her own eyes the connection of Kryptonian fist to Kryptonian face, John Smith went hurtling, ragdoll physics...
Merick arrived beside Chloe, his arms on her shoulders. However he was no longer the Merick he had been at school. He was sheathed in emerald. He smiled as he touched Chloe's shoulders. "You okay? What the hell's going on? Also, um. I think that Mr. G may have walked in as I swooshed out. Guess I will deal with that when the time comes. So? Catch me up..."
Chloe whirled, she was so glad to see him, so very very impossibly glad to see him...
She was a journalist, and thus conciseness came easy: "Kara's bugfuck, clocked Var-Sen!"
She pointed. "Swooosh! Get me over there, I can-- I can fix him!"
Chloe's eyes went wide wide wide as she saw with her own eyes the connection of Kryptonian fist to Kryptonian face, John Smith went hurtling, ragdoll physics...
Merick arrived beside Chloe, his arms on her shoulders. However he was no longer the Merick he had been at school. He was sheathed in emerald. He smiled as he touched Chloe's shoulders. "You okay? What the hell's going on? Also, um. I think that Mr. G may have walked in as I swooshed out. Guess I will deal with that when the time comes. So? Catch me up..."
Chloe whirled, she was so glad to see him, so very very impossibly glad to see him...
She was a journalist, and thus conciseness came easy: "Kara's bugfuck, clocked Var-Sen!"
She pointed. "Swooosh! Get me over there, I can-- I can fix him!"