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Team Weinberg & Associates - Vincent
Turn order - #1

There was little to do but to follow the sounds. He noticed his teammates were even closer. Motioning to Wen to follow him, he quickly ran off after the sound at the south end. Once again, he shifted his weight to his knees, enabling him to run fairly silently along the edge of the tunnel. His hammer was nearly scraping the wall, but he held it barely to the side.

((EDIT: Erm, I assume I'm on the northbound tracks. All I know is that I'm following my ears, based on that earlier post.))

(Wen Li, Weinburg Team)

He stepped out of the stairwell, lifting his head slightly to reveal the horrible burn scar that started just under his left eye and traveled down his face until it was lost in the loose black robes he wore.

~If we meet real combat, I'll need something bigger then these.~

He thought as he ran quietly after his teammate, leaning forward and shifting his weight to his knees as well as he slipped the bottle rockets away, then dipped a hand into the backpack he was carrying and pulled out a......bamboo umbrella. He rested it on his shoulder as he smiled quietly to himself. Adjusting the long-stemmed match he was chewing on as he twirled the closed umbrella quietly on his shoulder as he ran. A thick shadow in the underground area following the construction worker.

Water...? Interesting. Gizmo thought over his arsenal, time for the next of his three or four trump cards. The last advert he had read, oddly, was for a working, remote-controll submarine. Approaching about 50 feet away from the water, he conjured a small fleet of submarines, a dozen ships, and crew. They would relay information to his wristwatch, and attack any enemy they found.

+WOOP WOOP WOOP+
DIVE! DIVE!

[[southbound, holla atchya.]]

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(Kane Lisko - Sakura Elite)

Kane grinned and brought his right hand down to the hilt of his sword. He began to channel a small amount of energy into his sword, not activating anything yet, but just simply preparing for a possible attack. Kane was at the southbound track side, and Lenne wasn't far behind him (I can't rp her, so I ghosted her following me... untill she gets back, she will just stand back far in th end of the tunnel, out of the fight).

(Attempt) Kane grinned and would begin walking towards the train car, paying no heed to the man and the tiny figurines nearby. Kane would stay away from the water, and avoid stepping in it even though his boots would prevent the water from touching his skin. Kane would still have his sword sheathed, and his hand on the hilt with his left hand holding the sheath. Kane kept his senses aware, and kept himself alert and ready to react to any attack. Kane did not care for modern technologies like guns and machines like the people around him were using. Kane was ready, and even thoguh he had just walked about a mile or two, he wasn't tired because of his vampiric abilities. Slowly, Kane began to sense something, something big, and mechanical.

((Dice roll, then post to follow, edited in. Nightz. Dice roll for your little Navy as well. Number to beat for Nightz: 35))

Just outside the car. There was a yellow spark, revealing a round eye, it's red lens previously hidden in the tint of the emergency lights. Now it seemed cold, callous, and staring right down towards where the attackers on the southbound track had been hiding.

The spark shot out, towards the water. Electricity hit the water with an angry hiss. Using the conductor, it spread out to cover the whole of the pool, electrocuting all within.

Using the sniper scope, all you can see is in the front car. Most of the windows towards the middle are blacked out by some strange smudge. Inside the front car, the walls, ceiling, and seats all seem to be coated in black soot. Probably from all that smoke you were smelling, after all.

The eye darted back within the the train. The pounding halted. The burning was halting, though the smoke that was still there hung in the air.

There was an eerie quiet, not a single noise coming from the car.

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Team Weinberg & Associates - Vincent
Turn order - #1

Vincent and Wen were closing in on their teammates, and would reach them soon if they kept running (IE next post). Presumably, the train was between them. However, something finally occurred to Vincent. It was possible that another team would try to follow them. Or, maybe the train would even start to backtrack. Something needed to be done about that area. He remembered his team's opening plan to block entrances when possible, which he believed Mozz was primarily responsible for. It was time for him to do the same.

He suddenly stopped running, motioning for Wen Li to run ahead. After focusing for a moment, he concentrated his energy on summoning. And the object he wanted? A cement mixer. It effectively blocked the pathway between the wall and the puddle, with the truck facing him. He deftly ran up the hood on top of the cab. Then, opening the driver's door below him, he swung inside and activated the cement mixer. A pool of wet, quick-drying cement poured smoothly out of the mixer, spreading roughly five feet per minute. It was a special Rocktite patching cement which would dry in 15 minutes. Luckily, since they were in a subway, the wet cement blended perfectly with the floor beneath them. Then, exiting the vehicle the same way he came, he dashed after his team. "Heh...that ought slow them down."

((Okay. So the cement mixer is blocking the path, and wet cement is pouring out. That blocks the northbound route. Also, the cement should eventually mix with the "puddle," giving us a vague idea of its depth based on the cement's consistency when they mix. I'll leave the details of that mixture to the judge.))