Civil War Zone, War Planet, War Time NFB

[cyclopeanmerc]

This was getting ludicrous. They had found nothing. Although it figured Granpere was crazier unbranwashed than completely under alien control.

Pip slumped down against a tree and set aside his M-16, wishing he had something like a P-90. He pulled his hat over his head and closed his good eye, figuring he could take a quick nap then get back to

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[strongestgirl]

It was dark. Pippi and Jamie couldn't see more then the outline of the person who had settled down against the trunk of the tree just inches from the ground cover that obscured the entrance to Pippi's warren. A few hand signals later and they had a plan.

From the napping person's perspective, if he hadn't been napping, it would appear only that two pairs of arms burst out of the ground. One hand reached around behind his head to cover his mouth before he could make a noise, the other arm wrapped around his torso, pinning his arms to his sides. Meanwhile the second pair of arms wrapped around his legs.

[cyclopeanmerc]

Pip grunted into wakefulness immediately, his hand producing a combat knives.

"Fuck me, zombies too?" he said around the hand.

[strongestgirl]

The hand pressed tighter against his mouth to more effectively muffle anything else he may have to say.

The arms started to pull the now awake napper under ground.

[cyclopeanmerc]

Pip grit his teeth and pushed against the arms from both forms, focusing on the weaker wrists, hoping to slash the knife against one of them.