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[[Bayer and TanMan I'm deleting Mike so kill his character Craig off in some kind of fashion- headwise... maybe have him betray them and have damage done to his head or something. It's his weakest spot.]]

((Jesus Christ on a lollipop... I lose track of the days, and I leave my roleplaying buddies out to dry. >_<

Thanks for the reminder, Saki. Oh, and I have an idea about killing Craig.))

Well this was good... so far, anyway. The fact that the General had decided to spend more time with them in private was definitely promising. Maybe, after an hour or so of discussions and demonstrations (on Mark's part), Schenk would realize that there were supernaturals willing to help, and that the U.S. military should coordinate its efforts with them. Perhaps the Defenders had a shot at winning some allies for this "war" after all.

That is, until Amadeus heard some screams coming from behind him.

His first thought was that some more of the Purifiers had arrived to kill off the gathering crowd, and he was partly right. It appeared that Craig was no longer able to keep control over himself and the Gods had commanded their puppet to wreak havoc.

'This is bad... this is VERY bad.'

Screams? This was not good. Chaos on camera was always a bad thing-

"Dear God, what is that?"

Schenk whirled around to see people literally flying from the crowd as a man of superhuman strength and deadliness was slaughtering the innocent without hesitation. Who could have done this? It must have been those creatures that the Guardsman must have mentioned. But how did he know that there was a huge crowd of people here? If he had already been here during the battle, wouldn't he have left after the explosion, like the rest of those freaks? (He assumed they all left... the military's top brains couldn't find any of them) Unless...

"A trap..." He whirled on Amadeus and the other, glaring. "YOU set us up for this, didn't you? It's fortunate for the populace that there's a heavy load of MP's around here. They'll take that thing out rather quickly. Unfortuantely for you, however, your hitman's timing is a little off. He's given you two away." Schenk let out a shrill wistle, signalling that he needed immediate assistance, and he quickly reached for his gun to dispatch the two traitors.

((Hah... things aren't lookin' up for Mark and Amadeus. =P))

((Whew. Don't worry bout it, TanMan. I been in the rough for a bit too, had a bit of emotional hurt, but I R FINE N0WS!

I'll let you take the MPs, TanMan.))

HP: 60

Mark grimaced. "That was... unfortunate. My apologies, General," Mark said before kicking the hand that was going for the firearm and following up with a knockout punch to the point of his jaw. MPs swarmed about, loading their rifles. Two leapt forward, opening fire towards Mark, but aiming wide. Mark leapt forward, throwing a punch at one while attempting to kick the other.

{Roll result: 10, 8}

[[Dang... I keep rolling fours for Sakeri!]]

HP: 29 EHP:24

[-4 Neko(Sake) -4 Neko(Ama) -5 Amati]

The wolf grunted out in pain, standing himself on all fours. Sakeri had only been damaged this badly when her opponent was life-threatening. He knew he had to help her. Knees a bit shakey he charged straight toward them. He would do whatever it takes to save her.

Good, he thought, brandishing his sword. She's down. Now, for the final blow! The Neko charged at her, sword viciously pointed in her direction. His left arm clutched protectively in front of him.

Suddenly, an agonizing pain knocked him away from her. The wolf snarled, fangs gripped tightly at his waist. His jaws created an auble crunch, forcing the Neko to scream out in pain. He slashed out blindly, cutting the canine across the shoulder just as he let go. His high-pitched yelp thundered across the air as he leaped backwards and came to a rest at Sakeri's side.

"You ok, Sake?" he asked, wincing slightly. She let out a tired nod hand gripping the curved knife, until her knuckles turned white. The pain seemed to burn every part of hr body, through clenched eyes; she bared it. Her eyes flickered toward the neko beneath furrowed brows. In an instant she raced towarded him, knife ready. For that split second, the pain faded and she slashed vicously toward his head. The blade came up with a newfound power slicing a deep cut into his face as well as cutting off a peice of his fuzzed ear. He gasped, whirling around to clutch his face. Sakeri leapt back, knife held curtly before her.

((It's prolly easier to call me TMD.))

HP: 20

Amadeus swore loudly as the MPs came over. The moment he saw Craig killing people, his mind jumped to this conclusion. He had hoped he would wrong, but it appeared that the Gods had it in for him (as well as Mark). While his buddy was dealing with Schenk, he brought his rifle to bear upon the MPs and let off a controlled burst of fire for each, aiming for their chest.


{Roll results for Amadeus: 9, 6}