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"Hngh! Feel like giving up yet?!" | "Hngh! Feel like giving up yet?!" | ||
"N-never! P-professo-" | "N-never! P-professo-" | ||
"N-never! Professor Plazma, run for it! I-i can't hold him back much longer!" | |||
Those words made me finally come to my senses. I jumped for the door panel, and as they opened with a hiss I took one last look at Crossmayday. His hands weren't trembling anymore. He wasn't struggling. His head slowly turned towards the leaking tip of plazmasniper2's mighty manhood, who with a satisfied grin whispered: | |||
"I see you've learnt your place." | |||
Ad my bodyguard's gaze softened, a hint of acceptance creeped onto his face. The hazel eyes, thick eyebrows with a slit and narrow lips and nose now resembled a thinking ancient statue. I tried to gather myself to thank the man, but when i opened my mouth he stopped me: | |||
"It's okay, Professor. Don't worry about me." | |||
The giant pinning him down took great pleasure in the submission. I silently nodded and ran out of the room: the last thing I heard was the thud of Crossmayday dropping to his knees and the merciless plaps paired with coughing, choking and moans. He sacrificed himself for my getaway... But where should I have headed? | |||
A) Telecommunications | |||
B) Armory | |||
C) Engine Room | |||
D) Monitoring Room |