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 Posted: Tue Jul 14, 2009 5:10 pm
The next thing Laura would realize is that one of those bystanders had turned, from eight yards away, and opened fire on her with one of the biggest and most powerful handguns there was.
Bubba fired the entire clip at her, without hesitation, always advancing. When it was empty, he already had the next clip ready in his hand. He reloaded in one smooth motion, then aimed to fire again.
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Posted: Tue Jul 14, 2009 5:13 pm
Vincetn held up his middle finger, "You want 'me' to help 'you' kill people? Were you doing crack again?" he rolled his eyes and looked at her, "Who are you people, and what will you do for me?"
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Posted: Tue Jul 14, 2009 5:22 pm
Jasmine held up the manilla envelope. She ripped it open, reached inside, and pulled out a syringe. "This," she said emotionlessly, "is something I stole. Don't ask from where. It'll only last a few hours... but the nanomachines inside of it will heal your wounds. Very quickly. Still think I'm full of s**t?"
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Posted: Tue Jul 14, 2009 5:27 pm
Vincent looked at her, "No, thank you. What did you do to the cop's wife?"
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Posted: Tue Jul 14, 2009 5:37 pm
Jasmine stared at him. "She'll be fine," was the answer, although it was impossible to determine if this was a lie, or not. "Now are you going to help me or not? This is a one-time offer."
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Posted: Tue Jul 14, 2009 5:38 pm
Vincent layed back, "That's not an answer to my question."
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Posted: Tue Jul 14, 2009 5:43 pm
Laura's eyes widened and she took cover behind the large tree. "The hell?" She muttered. "s***" She pulled out one of Lawliet's modal stick grenade out of her bag. She put her mask over her face and jumped to the side, throwing the grenade with accuracy and causing it to latch onto his weapon. She jumped back behind the tree. Most of the bullets hit her cloths, but missed because her baggy clothing crated a small optic allusion. two hit her sides, but she forced herself to ignore them. Her rapid healing would kick in in a few minutes. "He's serious." She muttered. "Who the hell is he?"
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Posted: Tue Jul 14, 2009 6:12 pm
((My only question is where she might keep a mask on her person. I would think that at least it would be visible that she's carrying a mask of some sort.))
Bubba did not hesitate to throw his emptied Desert Eagle at the ground by Laura's feet. Continuing to approach--from the opposite side of the tree as he had thrown the bomb--Bubba now took out his second pistol, the one with the grenade rounds. One shot would do more damage than a hit-and-run car ramming could ever do--and Bubba would most assuredly, not miss.
He did not speak, whether to taunt or frighten Laura. That was not how Bubba operated. He came on with cruel, efficient indifference.
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Posted: Tue Jul 14, 2009 6:17 pm
"Intentionally so," Jasmine replied. "Your time is about up. I do believe that many police officers are in danger, if I don't act soon."
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Posted: Tue Jul 14, 2009 6:49 pm
((It's the one she always carries around... she just hasn't had it on recently... it's under my description on the front page... ))
Laura jumped *holy s***!" She muttered. Suddenly, she felt a stillness. An artificially created hormone in her blood went off. Laura drew her sword. The hormone was causing her body chemistry in her muscles and brain to rearrange itself. Her eyes started to see at 125 frames per second (normal human is 72). Laura's 'will' lost all consciousness and her body started working on pure super human instinct. Laura burst into a run at approximately 32 mph (normal human 15- ). She ran away from Bubba, over to his car that was filled with explosives.
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Posted: Tue Jul 14, 2009 7:09 pm
The car made it even better. Without hesitating Bubba raised the grenade pistol and fired it--timing it so that his own car would explode when Laura got near to it. All the time, he did not cease approaching her, now at a sustained jog.
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Posted: Tue Jul 14, 2009 7:18 pm
Laura stopped and jumped back. Part of the car hood flew at her and Laura swung her sword just right that it split in half and neither piece hit her. Laura then turned to Bubba with wide, blank eyes like a freaky puppet. It was almost as if she was waiting for him.
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Posted: Tue Jul 14, 2009 7:51 pm
((The fastest man alive reached 20 miles an hour. biggrin
And I would point out some of the unrealistic ideas in Laura's character [one of which being the human body isn't built to sustain speeds of 32 miles an hour PERIOD], but, meh - I don't feel like arguing.
Good thing Bubba has no fingerprints though! ^_^))
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Posted: Tue Jul 14, 2009 7:53 pm
((I know. I didn't know what speed. .... i thought the fastest was 15 mph. Must have been wrong... ))
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Posted: Tue Jul 14, 2009 7:59 pm
((It also needs to point out that the 'fastest man alive' is obviously way above average. So you can assume that most people can't run that fast, for the sake of realism. Which means whatever point you made with that, is really moot.))
Laura invited her own demise. Still approaching--not near enough to be attacked by a sword, but still close enough not to miss--he fired the last of the two grenade rounds. Regardless of what this did, he began reloading his weapon. This took each round manually, which meant it would keep Bubba occupied for roughly three or four seconds.
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