|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
 Posted: Thu May 29, 2008 12:45 am
Industrial Station The Industrial Station is quite dreary. The worn steel walls are rough to the touch, and the bars that line the windows near the ceiling make you feel like you're in a prison cell. A rusty old staircase leads up to the District of Steel.
|
 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sat May 31, 2008 6:26 pm
arrow From Steel District
Joseph arrived with two others in tow and descended into the tunnel.
"Somehow I doubt the trains are running, this is likely gonna be a walk." He shrugged as he moved forward, "That said, nothing trying to kill us."
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sat May 31, 2008 6:44 pm
Three in tow, if he counted the one almost unnoticed straggler. Raymond was rather shell shocked at this point, the last few events having gone and passed with little though as to what or why save Raymond's own instinct to survive and not lose an arm or leg. Whoever else besides Joseph was there they were likely only staring to become present.
"Jo-joseph? where are we man? what just happened!" Raymond said, half panicked and half still shocked. He made a cursory check of his arms and legs, everything was working and still attached...no bleeding or pain anywhere else. By all looks he was fine save some mental pressure. Next he checked his gun, which in the confusion he had yet to fire even once...lovely, he hadn't done anything to help. Well at least he was alive. By now the panic was leaving, and Raymond was beginning to calm down. His breathing slowed and he was beginning to regain composure.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sat May 31, 2008 6:48 pm
Lahren came running through after Sam, who was on auto-follow, having shifted his bow back onto his back. He'd rather use the hand crossbows at the present.
"So, uh... where are we headed from here?"
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sat May 31, 2008 6:54 pm
"I believe a giant spider robot fired an RPG at us, to which the majority of our team initiated a suicidal rush towards the damn thing." He reached into his pocket and pulled out a flask, "Like idiots we got scattered, and now we're walking down a dark subway to try and get somewhere safe."
He took a swing and then picked up the pace a little.
"Essentially stuff here went from bad to worse, as this city is kinda far from abandoned. C'mon, I'm not stopping until we're in the open air."
arrow Market station.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sat May 31, 2008 7:02 pm
An idea came to mind, for the first time since that RPG had been fired...an idea that might actually be a little helpful. Reaching one hand down to the end of his gun Raymond flicked the light under the barrel of his gun on, sending the bright beam a good thirty feet out in a piercing cone, illuminating the darkness to a degree. Well at least it offered something to see with. Getting to his feet Raymond followed after Joseph, intent to stay as a group now.
"You had better hurry up man, I wouldn't want to stay down here in the dark." he called back over his shoulder to the only other person that looked to have followed. Raymond by now had the rifle butt firmly planted in his shoulder, pointing ahead down the tunnel. Better safe than sorry, a lesson they all had learned the hard way only a few minutes ago.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sat May 31, 2008 7:05 pm
Lah followed after everyone else, hands hanging loosely, dead beside his crossbows. Down into the dark, which he wasn't too happy about. After all, this was not a deserted city.
Could be half-crazy survivor cannibals down there or something. Who knows?
-> Market Station
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sat May 31, 2008 8:16 pm
Allen was finally arriving, with Mozz, Sam, and the others in tow. As far as he knew they were going to the Residential district. He really would have preferred taking a different path, but as things were, he had decided to follow the others. Safety in numbers and all.
It was dark, but that was something Allen was used to, even if it had been years since he had thrived in it. It wasn't too hard to keep moving. Still, he took out his phone, and spoke to Joe again.
"We're in the tunnel, following you. I'd have taken an alternate route, but the others were heading this way before I could stop them. I think we might have left a couple of people behind, we didn't really have time for a headcount. But when we meet up I have something interesting I need to show you guys.
Just be careful. We're not alone, and beyond Athan, there were some people who took potshots at Ms. Browning."
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sat May 31, 2008 8:39 pm
"In that case I'm going to forward you the picture I took, and the only reason I engaged the robot in combat rather than staying as an observer. See what you make of it."
And with that, Allen sent the picture he had taken of the robot, the one with the Cat's Cradle logo, to Joseph. Hopefully he would get it, and keep him updated.
Beyond that, Allen led the rest of his group forwards, heading towards the [Market Station].
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Jun 01, 2008 11:31 am
 "Good lord, boyo. You don't do crap for security and you don't talk either. What do you do?" It was only half annoyed. He was feeling rather disgusted with himself or so it seemed as they headed into the tunnel and beyond. So far that drunkard and that smart assed Browning had done more than he. But he'd fix that. So he swore. arrow market Station
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Jun 01, 2008 12:54 pm
Akechi snorted. He had been on near constant watch
"I deal with headaches" he commented engimatically.
"Nah, I like to lay low. To me, being famous just makes you a bigger target for your enemies."
"And everybody's got enemies. Don't worry though, if we run into anything here, I'm more then capable of guarding the two of us. I didn't come completely unprepared." It was a subtle nod to the amount of gear he had strapped to his body and a bandolier until his bomber jacket. While Akechi didn't bring too much conventional weaponry, he had more then enough of the unconventional kind to make up for it.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Jun 01, 2008 1:00 pm
Bryant nodded, pleased. He wasn't unprepared himself, but his s**t was easier to hide. "Let's head out then. We got a lot of catching up to do. If we don't hurry, that drunkard will pick a place for base that will leave us all cringing."
arrow Market Station
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Jun 01, 2008 1:11 pm
"Lead the way sir" Akechi replied briskly.
-> Market Station.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
