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 Posted: Sat Jun 07, 2008 4:48 pm
And he felt relief.
Spooky felt the rumbling first, along with the echo of the impending stomping of the monster incoming. The soldier got up after the sword was removed from his back and sighed. He was nonchalant, slow, and carefree. He figured that they had a bit of time first, grabbing him M4 and reloading it the soldier casually walked over to the alley and entered it as well. There may have been a barrier around the trio, but Gabby wasn't exactly near the entrance to begin with. And given Angel's continued use of her powers, the soldier figured she'd be getting pretty low on her reserves. Not to mention, she'd probably try and bullshit some healing on the KO'd man the woman had grabbed. After all, it only made sense to him that a woman like that would have it. No apparent weapons of her own, no real combat skills, and had done nothing he had seen beyond shocking the ******** out of him and barriers everywhere. They called them White Mages, or something like that. He watched as Colin's body floated down the river and out of the sewers; ahead of the Goliath that passed in...
CRUNCH!
CRUNCH!
CRUNCH!
Right about then he had finished lighting a wet cigarette and puffed on the limp cancer stick before blowing the smoke out of his nostrils. "Okay, I'll make you a deal." The soldier removed the cigarette from his mouth as he spoke and pointed towards them. Blowing a smoke ring with the last of fumes in his lungs. "You," He pointed to Angel, "heal him and her." Right now he was bullshitting his pants off, as he was just guessing wildly that she could even do it. "But first, you give me your weapons and become my hostages." The soldier lifted the weapon and pointed it towards them and started to smoke once more.
"Comply, or I wait for you to run out of your powers and I shoot you all to death."
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Posted: Sat Jun 07, 2008 5:09 pm
Somewhere through the mist: Quote: BLAM!
BLAM!
BLAM!
BLAM!
BLAM!Still walking forwards, he shifted his aim downwards to accommodate for falling into the sewer. BLAM!
BLAM!
BLAM!
BLAM! Mozz lay incapacitated in a pile of sewage his blood stores running out most likely is mold armor was now a thin veil trying to stop his wounds from pouring over. Any bullets that hit Mozz either nine or less would chip out pieces of the mold adding on the problem with Mozz’s blood loss. Quote: Standing over the man from Bryant, the Kitten Hat pointed the gun downwards. Was he still alive? Was he not? It didn't matter to James. The guy was in the wrong place at the wrong time, and after all... his team started this fight. Quote: BLAM!The last bullet would go into a joint somewhere. James wasn't going to execute the man, but he was going to make damn sure that he stayed down and wouldn't be getting back up without a stretcher. The last shot went through Mozz’s left legs kneecap, making a snap song and blood, sinew and mold flew from the point blank shot. Mozz would lay lifeless as he most likely drowned in liquid s**t or from blood loss.
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Posted: Sat Jun 07, 2008 5:13 pm
Angel still carried opaj's sword. She didn't know if the man was completely honest, but she hoped he was. Her blue orbs fixed on his and she frowned.
"Okay, I'll let you take us hostage, but I get to heal them first. If you break the promise my God will smite you. I would hope you know that as a White Mage that my God will harm you."
Maybe it wasn't the complete truth, but she wanted to make sure no harm came to them. The shield would drop and she would lean down to opaj, resting her hands on him to heal him. They would glow, bringing down a light around them. When she finished with him she would move to Gaby.
This would all happen if Spooky was true to his word, of course.
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Posted: Sat Jun 07, 2008 5:16 pm
Kidnapping was srr's bidness. You not only had to make off with the person being 'napped but you also had to make sure nobody messed with your getaway. Mozz had been the unfortunate person who had messed with his getaway, and... well... he wouldn't be messing with it anymore. "Vahn Fah." James, being both a man that Vahn would have a hard time recognizing and wearing a mask over his face that obscured both his appearance and his voice, would just seem like a dark figure in front of Vahn's blurred vision. Perhaps calling him out by his name would do something to pause him long enough... "Don't you have more important things to be doing than wading through the sewers?" He took a few steps back from Mozz's body and slowly released the magazine from his weapon. He didn't bother catching it, he simply let it fall as he slowly pulled another from the bandoleer and started to slide it into the weapon. "You shouldn't be wasting your time here." At no point had he ever aimed the weapon at Vahn after reloading it, but he was prepared to if it came to that. It was hard to see him through all of the smoke, but either way he knew that he did not want to get into a fight with Vahn under any circumstances. Vahn seemed to not be attacking, and James had backed up to where Eileen had been laid in the tunnel so giving it a leap of faith, James holstered his gun. The fighting up ahead had apparently stopped... it was time to catch up. [[ License for Vahn to auto-follow if he sees fit. ]] Throwing Eileen over his shoulder again, James headed down the hallway again towards where the Kitten Hats group had been; rounding the corner to- Corpses? ...no, but they were seriously injured, unconscious. The water level was rising too quickly for comfort, and the sounds of Shouyin's STOAN RAMPAGE through the main pipeline were clear even in the offshoot that they were in now. "What the hell are you doing?" Red was down, Spooky was still up. Those two he knew were with him... On the other side, there was some girl he didn't know, as well as opaj and Angel on the receiving end of whatever had gone down here.
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Posted: Sat Jun 07, 2008 5:18 pm
The healing energy washed over opaj, closing wounds and dissolving bullets, putting fluids in their proper place, disinfecting and overall making him shiny. The wounds opened by his own blood-usage technique remained, and he was still feeling very anemic and weak from the exertion, but he was no longer on the verge of death, at least.
Presumably his weapons (two katana) were now in Spooky's possessions, as per the agreement. Breathing heavily, he reached into his bag and held up his gauze for Spooky to see. "Mind if I use this?" he croaked.
His eyes, still blurred, stopped on James. He seemed familiar, but with the mask... it didn't matter. Survival came first.
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Posted: Sat Jun 07, 2008 5:23 pm
Gaby felt herself wake up, almost like the feeling of when one is awake but has not opened her eyes. Gradually, the pain of the bullet wounds and the electricity disappeared.
She became aware of the sewer water surrounding her and remembered where she was. She finally opened her eyes, and they gradually adjusted to the light.
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Posted: Sat Jun 07, 2008 5:25 pm
And so Colin would float along his merry way, his face pale, his lips red from blood.
We all float down here.
As the water poured into the pipes, Colin would float along faster and faster, still on his back from earlier. He'd never flipped onto his face, but had come dangerously close to it a few times. The wound in his gut was beginning to scab. but not anytime soon. The sewage around him was thinning, his wounds cleaning but not by any amount that would matter anytime soon.
He was a soon to be dead man, discarded like the s**t floating around him. If he was lucky, he'd live to see Gen again.
~~~~~
In his head, Colin went back to that day. The day he escaped death.
He pulled the burlap off of his head, his eyes blinking in the bright light. He was nude save for his underwear, which needed to be cleaned. Like, three months ago.
Looking around, he saw a table and a door. Standing, Colin wold hobble over to the door, his tongue slicing with every hiss of pain caused by his braced knee. Hands tied behind him, Colin would turn so that his back would face the door and attempt to turn the handle.
No luck.
Blood dripping from his mouth, Colin would lean against the table as he popped his shoulders out of socket, bringing them up and over his head, his joints screaming at him to ******** stop.
Once they were on the right side of his body, Colin would walk over to the chain he'd been sitting on. Gripping it, he'd walk over to the corner of the room not visible when entering the room.
There, he'd wait.
~~~
And so, he'd near the exit to the Water Plant, but wasn't there yet.
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Posted: Sat Jun 07, 2008 5:28 pm
Spooky laughed outloud at and literally slapped his knee at the threat. Smitten by a God? This girl had no idea who he was, her God couldn't possibly do anything that hadn't already been done to him. His laughter was eerie, considering the circumstances but he didn't say anything more of the matter about the Gods and the Smiting and what not. He lowered the rifle to allow for it to hang under his armpit and opted to grab himself the Colt 1911 at his waist. Reloading the weapon and aiming it at the lot, as her barrier lowered itself. Spooky stepped forward and waited for her to give him the other sword, but instead the b***h leaned over to start working her magics on the unconscious man. That wasn't the deal. The soldier leaned over, reached out to grab her by the head and pistol whipped her briskly.
Right about then, James appeared.
"Yo."
Spooky continued to hit her two more times, before letting her go and thrusting her forward.
"That wasn't part of the god damn deal! Weapons! Now!"
He shot once at the ground next to her in a gesture that he meant what he said.
Violent Hostage Taker, was Violent.
"Taking these three IDIOTS as hostages."
The soldier reached up and grabbed at the zip ties on his chest, and pulled several of them off before shoving them towards the other man.
"Mind restraining them for me?"
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Posted: Sat Jun 07, 2008 5:34 pm
((We'll assume I'm not conscious until after the weapons have been transferred, I 'spose.))
--Edit--
((Actually, I'll just continue being conscious after Angel's next post.))
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Posted: Sat Jun 07, 2008 5:34 pm
"Too lazy. They can do it themselves."
The mask was one reason why he was even wearing this thing today. It wasn't that he wanted to remain unknown... it was that Kitten Hats wanted him to remain unknown... and lots of people knew him. Two of the three in front of him, for sure. Even Spooky was one he'd brushed by at other times.
James pulled the pistol out in his left hand and pointed it towards opaj in a steady grip.
"Hands behind your back, swordsman. This will be a lot easier if you cooperate, and a lot safer." The barrel of the gun flicked slightly down, and then back up. "You won't get hurt unless you try something stupid."
The same procedure was repeated with the other prisoners. Just without the speech.
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Posted: Sat Jun 07, 2008 5:35 pm
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Posted: Sat Jun 07, 2008 5:41 pm
At least opaj was healed. That was all that had counted. When Spooky would grab her by the head and hit her with the pistol she fell back into the water, bringing her hands over her head. "You son of a b***h. You made a deal. I don't have the weapon!"
Her hands shook as the pain went through her head, only to get hit two more times by him. She cried out again, instantly feeling dizzy with pain. The only weapon she had was opaj's blade, which was next to them. She couldn't hold it while healing.
She heard a familiar voice though as she started to lose consciousness. She was pretty sure it was James, so with her fading thoughts she was happy that James had finally come to help them from the lunatic soldier. It would have been quite a thing if she'd known he was helping them.
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Posted: Sat Jun 07, 2008 5:47 pm
opaj wordlessly took his katana from his belt, holding it by the sheath so that he could not possibly draw it, and tossed it Spooky's way. Putting his hands behind his back, he came to his feet, glaring at his captures but holding his tongue. He hated Spooky for harming Angel, but would not put her in further danger by speaking out.
He also hoped that his blades would not float away in the stream. The sewage had been swept away by clean water from the busted water main, and the current was growing ever stronger. It was approaching waist level.
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Posted: Sat Jun 07, 2008 5:50 pm
Spooky shrugged as James took his place training a gun on them. The soldier grabbed the two katana's and tossed them over his shoulder to the other man before getting to work restraining the lot of them. He bent down behind the swordsman and used several zip ties on his wrists and even one on this thumbs, those were pretty important in all consideration. After that, he set to work on the woman who had been flinging water all over him the entire time and muttered a warning to her about getting him wet again. Finally, he grabbed the unconscious chick, pulled her up with a grunt got her wrists and ankles.
"Put the damn swords somewhere."
He nodded towards the swordsman.
"You! Get up so I can toss her over your shoulder."
His directions where pretty simple while he drew his weapon once more and held onto the girl with one hand. Just waiting for the swordsman to get up so they could finally move out.
"You run and I'll kill you, slowly."
Fair enough warning.
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Posted: Sat Jun 07, 2008 5:50 pm
Angelbell She heard a familiar voice though as she started to lose consciousness. She was pretty sure it was James, so with her fading thoughts she was happy that James had finally come to help them from the lunatic soldier. It would have been quite a thing if she'd known he was helping them. It would have been quite a thing if she knew that the man in a gas mask that obscured both his face and his voice from everyone was helping them. The pronoun 'them' in this case not referring to the Kitten Hats group but instead referring to the people being held at gunpoint. If they did not cooperate, they were going to get hurt. That was why James was encouraging them to cooperate. It would be nice if they could get the picture and do so before they ended up getting shot. Again. The gun remained on opaj until the man's hands had been restrained. Considering the swords would have been taken at this point, there were no weapons within reach for her assuming she had given them up as-per the agreement before healing the other girl that was with them (lol, explaining away missed time). Binding their hands was the first step. First opaj, then the other girl, and then Angel would be last once her work was done. "Where's our other man?" James asked, noticing the lack of Red.
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