Nightmare Vortex

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I.

[Ed, Rummy's best friend in the whole world, is sitting in a pool of his own blood, a gunshot wound in his stomach.]

Ed! Ed, speak to me, nigga!

[Ed remains motionless. He's still breathing, but barely.]

II

[Iraq. The sounds of gunshots are everywhere, and bullets go flying towards the ground. Corpses of soldiers, ally and enemy alike litter the dirt. Rummy is tucked behind a rock, waiting for an opportune moment.]

[OOC: First one is observation only, from a third person or first person. Second is fully interactive.]

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II

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[Natasha's not unused to combat, though she does prefer a more covert approach to the beast. Here, though, she's apparently got no choice. Moments ago, she was in some sort of prison and now she's skidding to a crouch in a flank behind Rummy, boots caked in dust and gun in hand.]

Four to the left, and a sniper out on the hill at our two.