Edward 'Eddy' Vortex

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@ShortAndBossy >you something... Were the children quiet today?"

@ShortAndBossy >anything... First thing tomorrow, we need to find out what's going on in Coal Hills, and before we do that, I need to ask>

@ShortAndBossy > hand and several on his face. "Shame I got some on my face. I'm rather fond of this one... No need to call a doctor or>

@ShortAndBossy "Mhm? I-I... I'm quite alright. 'Tis only a flesh wound." He grinned sheepishly. True enough, there were still cuts on his>

@ShortAndBossy >around and gave her a weak smile. "You're welcome." And promptly covered up the bloodstain in his shirt with his jacket.

@ShortAndBossy >A wisp of gold faded into the air as he heard Clara's voice. Slightly exhausted after using some of his powers, he turned >

@ShortAndBossy >be quick. His eyes glowed as he moved his hand over the wound, restoring his body with a faint glow of gold-- Time Energy. >

@ShortAndBossy >die if he didn't do anything about it, which meant risking revealing himself to be not quite human to Clara. He'd have to>

@ShortAndBossy As soon as Clara was gone, Eddy had gone ahead and assessed the damage. Not good. That Bobba Fett wannabe got him bad. He'd >

@ShortAndBossy >advanced..." He was slightly blabbering now, moving to get himself seated in a chair, trying his best to hide the wound.

@ShortAndBossy >strength, he stood up, and spoke. "We have to do something... Whatever that thing had, it wasn't Earth tech. Far, far >

@ShortAndBossy >the blast than he thought: he was shot amidst the confusion, blood starting to drip on the floor. With what remained of his>

@ShortAndBossy >something far worse than glass or splinter. A brief touch by his hand on his side revealed he'd sustained more damage from >

@ShortAndBossy >scars all over his hands and cuts on his face and lips. But more pressing was the matter that he was hit somewhere else, by>

@ShortAndBossy Pain. Disoriented and dazed, Eddy looked up to see the attacker take the headmaster away. He tries to stand up, turn around,>

@ShortAndBossy >"Hand him over, and no one gets hurt."

@ShortAndBossy > form of jet pack to keep himself in the air. Pointing a blaster at them, it spoke through a synthesizer in a robotic voice>

@ShortAndBossy >hit by shards of flying glass. From the gaping hole where the window once was someone in a helmet, hovering, wearing some>

@ShortAndBossy Before the headmaster could reply, a loud explosion shattered the window. Eddy instinctively moved to cover Clara, and was >