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 Posted: Mon Jan 21, 2008 3:08 pm
*Ali jerked the cord while they struggled with opening the door, moving quickly out from room 302 and swinging the chainsaw at the closest enemy, causing him to scream and paint the closest wall. Moving in a swift motion, Ali thrust the chainsaw at one of the spec ops and plunged it into his chest, feeling the chainsaw blade go through the door to room 303 as well. The others were stunned as Ali let the chainsaw go and grabbed the last Smiley, punching him in the face and then wrapping his arm around his head so it was under his arm, jerking his neck up, down and then up suddenly again and hearing the neck snap. Turning afterwards and diving back into room 302 as the three other spec ops guys opened fire with their automatic weapons.*
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Posted: Mon Jan 21, 2008 3:19 pm
Hearing all the noise, she wanted to go out, to help but once they began to open fire, she knew that was not an option at all. Running behind another wall, putting the entrance and the wall between them, she did not know if they had been trying to fire at her through the wall, through the door, or if they were trying to fire at Ali. She knew he was still out there from the sound of a single chain saw and why would any of them start a chainsaw to attack the other? Taking deep, stuttering breaths, she waited for the shooting to stop, listening as best she could to know what was going on now. She did not dare to speak or call out, she knew Ali would not be able to answer providing he were still well enough that he could answer.
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Posted: Mon Jan 21, 2008 3:29 pm
Come out Mr. Keth, You can't win against firearms with only a fire axe and a machete.* Ali remained perfectly silent there he was sitting behind a table he had tipped over, watching the door opening by the help of a cracked mirror on the wall in front of him simply waiting and holding the plastic bag firmly in his right hand. As expected one of the spec ops entered slowly and made his way towards the table, once close enough Ali spun around on his behind and kicked the table with both feet. Making it slide into the soldiers feet and knocking him off balance, making him fall down on his stomach, Ali was on him immediately and jerked the helmet off before he put the plastic bag over his head, tightening it and holding it with his left hand while he sat on his back and turned half ways around. Picking up his machine gun in the progress and aiming it at the door with his right hand only, Waiting for the next one to investigate the racket.*
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Posted: Mon Jan 21, 2008 3:35 pm
She sighed when the silence followed the noise. This meant that Ali was still alive and still fighting. Feeling rather helpless now, she wished to help but to go out, to open that door, to invite them to harm her was completely foolish. She remained quiet, waiting and listening for another opportunity to present its self. When the silence lasted for longer than it should have, one of them started to jiggle the handle, trying to get the door to open. She readied herself for their entrance, aiming the first knife where she knew a body would be seen first with the door opened.
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Posted: Mon Jan 21, 2008 3:45 pm
* Ali smiled somewhat as he sat and was slowly sawing the soldier's head off with his machete, slipping it back between his belt and pants before tossing the head in the plastic bag out into the corridor, laughing afterwards.* You recruited the wrong actor for your film Mr. Bunny.
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Posted: Mon Jan 21, 2008 3:48 pm
"Your selection of a girl is left to be desired also." she said loud enough that her voice too could be heard. Wondering why Ali was laughing, she continued to keep alert.
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Posted: Mon Jan 21, 2008 3:57 pm
* Ali rolled his neck as he stood just in front of the door opening, holding the fire axe in his left hand and the machine gun in the right hand. He might not be able to use magic but with a firearm he could do things that could be more or less impossible, he was just that good with them. Stepping out into the corridor Ali shot two shots only, hitting a vital point on both the automatic rifles and jamming them. Afterwards he simply dropped the gun and chucked the fire axe over into his right hand, swinging at the closest soldier's leg and chopping a good depth into his thigh. Bringing him down to his knees about the same time as Ali had withdrawn and brought the axe up above his head, bringing it down again and cleaving through the helmet and head itself. Smiling as he looked up at the other soldier, twisting the fire axe around and swinging it again. Taking off the lower jaw of the last soldier before he walked over and knocked on the door to room 302.* Come on out Ziv, you wanted to kill Mr. Bunny right?
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Posted: Mon Jan 21, 2008 4:07 pm
She kicked the chair away, unlocked the door and cautiously opened it, peeking out before actually thinking of exiting. Looking between the two remaining men, she frowned a little and then moved closer to this Mr Bunny. Using her staff again, she slammed it against the camera, knocking it from his hands, which shattered against the wall it ran in to just moments later. Mr Bunny, shocked and distracted by watching his camera with his precious footage being destroyed, left a wide window of opportunity for either of them to kill him in that moment. Instead, she swept his feet from under him, again using her staff, then pinned him to the ground, pressing the end against his left collar bone - very painful, even more so when the bone snapped. "What have you to say?!"
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Posted: Mon Jan 21, 2008 4:12 pm
Hey! Come on, I'm sorry. It's a condition, I'm seriously ill and I need help. Please...don't kill me...I'll never do this again,I swear!* Ali jerked the chainsaw out from both the door and the soldier in which it nailed to it, holding it with his left hand and pulling the cord again. Trying to kick life back into the thing. Mr. Bunny on the other had sprawled under Zivens staff and were crying, pleading for his life.*
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Posted: Mon Jan 21, 2008 4:21 pm
"Very little truth escapes your lips. I can see it in your eyes, else you would not be blubbering like an infant now. Never again will you harm others." she said with a dangerous edge in her voice. Pressing the staff down harder against his shoulder, causing him more pain, she quickly finished what she promised to do, again swinging her staff with a sickening crack against his skull, exposing his brain meats and quickly ending his pathetic existence. Frowning still, she looked at Ali for a moment, nodding her head, before wandering past him, wanting to get the hell out of there. "Let us return to the Syndicate now." she said softly, a hint of sorrow in her voice.
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Posted: Mon Jan 21, 2008 4:26 pm
* Ali groaned and simply kicked the soldier over, using his strength to drive the chainsaw into the soldiers chest and then looking up at Ziven, giving her a nod before he walked around and gathered ammo, picking up the machine gun he had earlier and flipping it on automatic.* For now, I'll head back and clear out whatever "Smileys" and/or other lunatics are around here later on. I gotta had it to him though, he sure made a place I can have fun in now.
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Posted: Mon Jan 21, 2008 7:41 pm
"As you wish." she said softly, accepting as always of the desires of others. Wandering out of that horrible place, she eventually was out of the territory, with minimal disturbance from other "Smilies" as she went. Once away from that land, able to use magic again, she cleaned herself off, giving herself new clothes and disappeared with a small pop.
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Posted: Wed May 07, 2008 4:25 pm
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* It took about a hour or so before "Airwolf" touched ground again on a old abandoned military installation in the rugged and cold country of Burmun, Though it was spring and snow weren't supposed to come down, here it did and covered the ground as a thick carpet. Slowly Ali opened up the cockpit and stood up after unbuckling himself, taking off the helmet and taking a deep breath.* Hope you packed some warm clothes.
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Posted: Wed May 07, 2008 4:39 pm
Stepping out of the craft, she arched a brow, looking to Ali with mild confusion. "I am always prepared." she said with a tilt of her head as her clothes changed to be a bit more appropriate for the weather. "What is packed?"
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Posted: Wed May 07, 2008 4:45 pm
Never mind.* Ali smiled somewhat before he pulled up a map and compass from the left chest pocket of his overall, checking them both briefly before stuffing them back into the pocket. Closing the cockpit lid and jumping down to the concrete ground below, tampering with a lock to box attached below it and then with the containments. Gearing himself up just in case later on and cocking the assault rifle before walking somewhat away from the air craft.* Feel anything?
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