|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
 Posted: Thu Apr 21, 2005 3:25 pm
(( barring if rikku is there or not ninja ))
-the comms that Vel handed out all beep at the same time, and his voice is herd- "Is something going on, one of my sensors went off, is everyone ok..?" -the end of the transmission is fuzzy but still herd-
((( and Rikku is right, kinnikkikki... would rampage for sure :3nond: )))
|
 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Thu Apr 21, 2005 3:26 pm
((My claims might be used to cause a plot twist that will result in my death. Fate is a cruel mistress.))
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Thu Apr 21, 2005 3:27 pm
Feeling another wave of pain, she actually sobs slightly. "Oh God.. Oh God!" She clenched her eyes shut, and gritted her teeth. "..Healer.."
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Thu Apr 21, 2005 3:31 pm
((I won't kill you, just scorn you >_>))
Jumping up witohut hurting her, he runs around looking for the phone, loads of things going through his mind. <********, where the ******** is the damn phone?!" He snarls, eventually finding it... Then realising he didn't know the number for the healer.. "s**t... It's at Club FM..."
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Thu Apr 21, 2005 3:34 pm
Kenishi, who was still near the door hears it and opens the door.
"I'll get it, it would help if you told me where you left it."
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Thu Apr 21, 2005 3:34 pm
-the comm beeps once more, waiting for a responce-
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Thu Apr 21, 2005 3:35 pm
Crying out as the next one hit, she clung to a sofa cushion and grit her teeth.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Thu Apr 21, 2005 3:38 pm
Gulping as he watches he, he looks to the Lycan. "..You..." He snarls. What he'd said had triggered this. "You can help out since you induced it!" He shouts without realising. "But no, we're taking her to Club FM, it's not safe here.. Not with them lurking." He walks over to the sofa, not hearing the beeps. Picking her up slowly, he looks to the Lycan. "Run ahead and hold the doors open."
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Thu Apr 21, 2005 3:39 pm
"I'm sorry..."
He is a bit surprised on hearing the last sentence.
"It is too risky, they are outside!"
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Thu Apr 21, 2005 3:40 pm
The Van stopped at a Corner near the apartments, his eyes trained on some suspicious people...who looked Military. He elbowed back, and the grating flew, grabbing the rifle in front of the bed and feeling around for the clips he always kept there, throwing them on the seat of the passenger side. He cocked the rifle and readied himself, sensing not three but four Lycan presenses as well.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Thu Apr 21, 2005 3:41 pm
"You think I don't know that?" He snaps, breifly reaching into his pocket and pulling out his car keys. "That's why we're getting her out, without them noticing preferably." He tosses the keys to the Lycan. "The red one, open it and open the back door."
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Thu Apr 21, 2005 3:43 pm
Trying to keep quiet, she had never felt as much pain. She preferred being shot..
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Thu Apr 21, 2005 3:43 pm
He opened the roof with a click of the button and stood on the passenger seat, taking aim at one of the Razorteeth with a Napalm round. "Wait, aim, die ********, wait, aim, die ********..." was playing in his head, the machine gun chant of soldiers in Vietnam so the Machine gun didn't over heat.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Thu Apr 21, 2005 3:43 pm
Kenishi follows the orders in a quick pace.
"Kearu, stay with them and help in whatever you can."
Kearu reluctantly left him to float near Kinikki.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Thu Apr 21, 2005 3:46 pm
All cover was blown as the napalm shells came screaming towards the two razorteeth, knowing that, they throw their jackets to the ground in unison and grab a single pistol from their belts. Leaping to the sides effortlessly, their movements become a blur as they dodge napalm bullets from the truck. Why this crazy guy was shooting at them they had no idea, but it wasn't polite. One razortooth lands on the front of the car, on his knees and one hand, snarling at the driver at the roof, the other is nowhere to be seen.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Reply
