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Future Jimmy: Agreed. Normally I would suspect that Dictator Estevez would find that predictable, but then again, he hasn't found Carl himself yet, has he?

*Future Jimmy grins at this, a twinkle of laughter in his eye*

Future Jimmy: My younger self is right... let's get out of here. Maybe we can nab a ship on the outskirts of the forest?

[Mara=^.^=]

FUTURE LIBBY: Before that, shouldn't we leave some kinda false trail for Sheen? I mean, he's not gonna stop lookin' for me. And Jimmy, can't ya do anything about this tracker implanted in my arm? Cause if ya don't, we don't stand a chance.

~*Mara*~ = ^.^ =

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Future Jimmy: Oh, yes, I almost forgot about that.

*Future Jimmy takes Libby by the wrist and encourages her to walk*

Future Jimmy: Let's keep moving while I explain to you. It's better to make progress

*He shovels through his pocket as he trods, drawing out a plastic baggy with two pills inside.*

Future Jimmy: These are some intense painkillers I managed to whip up. Dictator Estevez probably didn't expect medicine to be one of my hidden inventions. *He smiles briefly before continuing* Anyway, take one and it'll knock you out. This should allow me perform extremely mild surgery, by making a tiny incision, to remove the tracker. It's not embedded into any important muscle tissue by the look of it, but it is in there a little deep. It should be fairly easy to get out. I have the tools, bandages, and disinfectant in my sack.

*He gestures to his bag, which is slung over his shoulder*

Future Jimmy (murmuring): Faking injuries to get into the UltraHospital is always fun. *His eyes twinkle at that* *Speaking a bit louder* The first pill should knock you out for about ten to fifteen minutes (you should be a bit drowsy after you wake up, but Cindy and I will take care of you). After that we'll find a way to nab a ship and then I'll give you another painkiller. The second pill should last longer.
Then we'll ditch the tracker somewhere in the forest.

((I hope that sounds convincing enough. I'm not that big of a medical expert, but I tried. :lol: I'll edit my post if you think something is incorrect. ... Haha. UltraHospital. Everything's gotta be Ultra for the UltraDictator!))

[miss.darkstar]

((YAY FOR ALL THE ULTRA'S!!))

Jimmy:Hmmm...


((I have no idea of what to say))

[Beks]

CARL: *holds hand over mouth to prevent throwing up* Oh, I'm all woozy...*faints*

[miss.darkstar]

Jimmy:I am NOT picking him up

[Ang]

**Cindy rolls her eyes and kicks Carl lightly**


Cindy(irritated): Wake up, Llama breath!

[ssj4majuub]

((YAY.I get to be in soon!*mini-dance*))

[Justine<3]

LIBBY: Oh c'mon Carl! Dun be like 'dis. Get up!

(I can NOT RP Libby...*cries*)



~*(+Justine+)*~

[Beks]

CARL: *wakes up* Huh? *Looks up to find Future Cindy staring down at him* Oh boy...*faints again*

[miss.darkstar]

Jimmy:*pushes F. Cindy away from Carl and behind a tree, then he pulls Carl up and smacks him*

[Ang]

Cindy: **blinks and shakes her head** Jeez, Neutron!

[miss.darkstar]

Jimmy:WHAT?

[Chica_Andromeda]

**Future Cindy stumbles backwards, barely catching herself before she hits the forrest floor. She brushes herself off a bit and stands up, giving Jimmy a stern glance.**

Future Cindy: You know, you could've just asked me to move.

[miss.darkstar]

Jimmy:*grins* *shrugs* So are we gonna move on or what?

[CraazyOne]

SHEEN: Yeah! I wanna see the Ultra-Dictator in all his manly glory! **He is about to press forward into the dark forest when a crashing sound erupts out of the shadows ahead. An eerie flash of violet-tinged light makes him blink and stand open-mouthed. Frozen to the spot, he stares through the trees in an effort to see the source of the sudden commotion.**


((Eh, yeah, I wanted some action! *evil laugh*))

~Rach~

[Ang]

CINDY: **rolls eyes** What was that now, Ultra Loser?

[Mara=^.^=]

FUTURE LIBBY: Forget about the first pill, Jimmy! Just get this thing outta my arm, an' fast! Gimme the other painkiller...I can deal with it. We gotta remove the tracker now and then make a run for it, an' I can't do that if I'm passed out stone cold! So just cut it out!

**There is a moment of silence**

FUTURE LIBBY: ...Uh Carl, you better shut your eyes...

~*Mara*~ = ^.^ =

[Beks]

CARL: *wakes up from Jimmy's slap* Did I pass out again? *Looks over at Future Jimmy approaching Future Libby with a surgical knife, and covers his eyes, shaking* Ok...go...ahead.

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Future Jimmy (panicked): Okay, okay! *Slips Libby a long, white pill and pats disinfectant on Libby's arm. Holding a scalpel over her arm, he murmurs something before he starts* You're very brave...

*With that, he cuts into her arm with a steady hand, searching carefully before seeming to find what he wants. Cutting off any sort of connection the tracker has to Future Libby, he takes a pair of forceps and drags it out quickly and precisely. He hands some cloth bandages to Libby to tie around her arm for pressure*

**The violet light seems to draw closer to the gang, and Future Jimmy's eyes become wild in fright.*

Future Jimmy: LET'S GO, HURRY! We're out of time! *He swings his arm around Future Libby's shoulder instinctively and attempts to hustle them all out, looking towards the stars and proceeding*