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 Posted: Sat Nov 12, 2005 11:46 pm
Yawning softly, he stood and slung his weapon over his shoulder. He hadn't killed her, he knew that much, but perhaps the message might be sent. With a grin he collected his belongings, and then started to head towards the door. He wouldn't bother to wear the worker's uniform out of the building, he'd stroll out casually in his current outfit.
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Posted: Sun Nov 13, 2005 12:05 am
Hama: Oof! *With a grunt, Hama was shoved aside and he watched as the guards performed their spell. It wasn't anything new to him, and he snorted at it* You're welcome..... *With Bell's blood still on his hand, Hamartia got up and bolted out the door. In a burst of golden energy, he was launched into the air and towards the building where the sniper had been. In no time he would be down on the roof top and after the sniper. Hamartia just grinned. It was the dead of night and foggy. No one would see him* Keh......
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Posted: Sun Nov 13, 2005 12:10 am
The sniper twitched slightly, before leaving the rooftop. He'd opened the door, and shut it behind him as he descended the stairs. He was quickly moving down the lfight, and by the time Hamartia was on the roof he'd be entering the top floor of the offices. The door would be swinging shut behind him as he entered the dark large expanse of cubicals, the lights having been shut off at the end of the shift.
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Posted: Sun Nov 13, 2005 12:23 am
Hama: *With a silent grace, Hama touched down with one foot on the roof of the building. Looking around, he grinned* Oh this could be fun. *Looking once again at his bloody hand, Hama pulled a hankerchief from his pocket and wiped the blood from his hand, making his way to the door* That's a secondary objective complete stare Now to make this a little easier *Really, Hamartia believed this man may have helped his mission, but his usefulness was already used up. Quietly and slowly, Hama descended the stairs, seeming rather relaxed*
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Posted: Sun Nov 13, 2005 12:28 am
The man continued to stroll towards the elevator. Whistling softly to himself, he hit the button and waited for it to come to him. t would likely be a few moments. With a soft yawn he glanced around, and then reached down to his middle. "Can't be letting the people see TEH SNIPER!" he chuckled, as he slid his mask on. The next thing to slide on was his helmet, so that he was completely covered. If not for the symbol on his right arm, he could have easily passed for a member of a special ops team.
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Posted: Sun Nov 13, 2005 12:50 am
Hama: *Hearing the sentence spoken, Hamartia just grinned. The word "idiot" passed through his mind as he made his way into the same hall as the sniper. Without wasting words, Hama raised his palm in the sniper's direction and unleashed a vicious force blast. It wasn't meant to kill the man, because there was some chance Hama would have missed and caused collateral damage. This blast had two purposes. If it hit the sniper, then the man would no doubt be smashed right against the elevator door with enough force to deant the door heavily. If he moved out of the way, the blast would still hit the door and incapacitate it. Either way, Hamartia intended not to let the man get out by way of elevator*
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Posted: Sun Nov 13, 2005 12:53 am
The man had glanced towards where he heard the door open behind him. Seeing the man in white, (Which he fiugred was IMPOSSIBLE) he'd instinctively rolled to the side, his voice filling his mask. "s**t!" He'd yelled, as the blast heavilly dented the metal doors of the elevator. His USP had already been drawn, and now he popped up, half-covered by the cubical. With carefully trained precision and speed he fired off two shots at the man in white, who stood out like a sore thumb amongst the darkened office.
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Posted: Sun Nov 13, 2005 1:34 am
Hama: No escape.....! *As the sniper came to bear on him, Hama didn't quite have enough time to call upon an aura shield in time, but luckily he'd been prepared before hand. Both shots smack him clean in the pecs and Hama goes flying back against the wall nearest him. Still, for some reason, both bullets fell to the ground and didn't penetrate his body. His shirt was torn, revealing something metallic behind it. Momentarily stunned from the impact of the high powered weapon. Not being so careless as last time, a layer of aura formed around Hama as he stammered towards the sniper*
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Posted: Sun Nov 13, 2005 1:37 am
The man's hands kind of made a "WTF!!!!" motion as he shook his head. The man had just taken two close range shots from his weapon. Quickly he strafed to the side left back across where the elevator was. He was headed towards the window of the office. He held his weapon in his right hand, firing off two more rounds as his left fumbled at a device on his waist.
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Posted: Sun Nov 13, 2005 1:53 am
Hama: Getting desperate~ *Hama almost sang it out as the two other shots came to him. These two wouldn't even make it to his underlying, tempered armor. The aura shield around him, applied enough counteractive force to send the two bullets into a wall at a lower velocity. Not wanting to lose sight of the sniper, Hama hurried after him and quickly noticed he was heading for a window. His immediate thought was that the man was going to leap out and use a repelling hook* Not today. *Taking his second offensive measure, Hama fired two smaller, focused force blasts where the man's feet were. This was more or less done to trip the man up*
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Posted: Sun Nov 13, 2005 1:59 am
Hama had of course been able to read the predictable actions of the sniper, and it cost him. He fell his feet shoved out from under him, which made him fall to the floor. Slamming into the glass, he groaned as his helmet caused a crack to shoot up through it. He hadn't hit with enough for to shatter it, and now he was pulling himself up, his gloved hand pressing on the cracked glass as the pistol scraped along it. Shaking his head slightly he levelled his gaze on the man, the mask hiding the look of the man's face behind it. For the moment he simply waited for the man to make his move, and then he'd decide what to do from there.
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Posted: Sun Nov 13, 2005 2:32 am
Hama: *He almost felt bad for picking on such a weak creature, but this sniper had interfered with his mission and that was unforgivable. The sniper couldn't hope to win, and Hamartia knew it. Leaning low to the ground, Hamartia took off at the sniper, and when he got close, Hama took a vicious swipe at the man's gut with a flatted palm. At this range, he didn't need to worry about sniper bullets, and the pistol hardly worried him. If the hit connected, the man would probably have several internal injuries to worry about*
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Posted: Sun Nov 13, 2005 2:37 am
If Hama thought the sniper had neglected to be trained in close-quarters combat, he was wrong. As his foe dropped low and then shot forward, he only momentarily wondered about how. Clealy his enemy wasn't a normal human, but not many of his missions had been normal.
As Hama closed in, the man turned to his side and stepped back, his hands pushing against Hama's arm to guide his thrust away from him. the result would be Hama thrusting at full speed into the already weakened glass, while the sniper fired off a burst of three shots while directing his arm. With Hama being in such close range to physically attack, the sniper doubted that Hama would still have his odd shield up, and thus the bullets would probably hit his upper chest/ neck area. This, and the fact that unless Hama could stop on a dime, he'd be slamming through the glass and into the grip of gravity.
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Posted: Sun Nov 13, 2005 3:04 am
Hama: *Momentarily, his eyes widened as the sniper tried to parry his attack. Hama had made a stupid move in using just his fist. However, against the sniper's hopes, Hamartia could "stop on a dime" and unlessed a forceful aura exertion towards the window, which caused it to break while stopped his movement. To get this close, Hama had dropped his aura shield. Two of the pistol bullets smacked him in the right collar bone and right pec, which were stopped by his armor. The third whizzed right across Hama's cheek and left a deep cut/scrape in his skin, which started to bleed immediately. Now rather pissed off at being injured, Hama was going to take this man down. Gathering another golden aura shot in his right fist and instantly turned it on KB. This wasn't like his other shots, for this one was meant to go right through the man's body. Hama quickly hurled the blast towards the man's heart, while he also worked on getting his shield up before another gun shot could be made*
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Posted: Sun Nov 13, 2005 3:10 am
Spotting the golden aura, the man tried to pull away, and found himself pressed up against the wall. The energy lashed out at him, as he tried to pull away. The result was that it missed his heart, but slammed into his shoulder/collarbone area The blast drove through his vest easily, leaving a gaping smoldering hole in his flesh, as well as the wall. Dropping to the floor, he jerked and spasmed in pain as he tried to crawl away. As he did so, he unloaded the rest of his shots on the man in white, which was 5 in total.
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