All seems calm and peaceful on the outside, Azura would notice no approaching Grimm for the time being at least. As Adam deals with the door, nothing seems to occur until he pulls the door off the hinges. Azura would immediately feel a sense that something wasn't right from the inside of the building, right as the sound of a gunshot is heard. A gunshot not from Azura's sniper but from inside the shop itself. From how quiet they were trying to get into the shop, the sound seemed unnaturally loud; especially in the quiet and stillness of the town. While Adam would not be able to see it immediately, Cecil would see the bullet went right between Adam's legs. "Stop right where you are and don't take another step; that goes for all three of you. State your intentions and don't try anything funny or you will regret it. I've already showed plenty of Grimm what happens when you break into my shop," the voice would state, voice loud and proud. If anyone tried to look from where they were, they could vaguely make out a figure in the shadows of the shop but not much else. He seemed to be perched up on a wagon within the shop itself. Adam would find the voice a bit oddly familiar, as if he had heard it from somewhere before. He would also, by positioning, see the clearest into the shop. The main floor seemed to be mostly a wreck of wood and other items. There was some toppled over shelving and others still standing. For the carts, there was maybe a handful in varying states; none perfectly but one or two seemed mostly functional. One thing was clear for all of them though by his words; he claimed to be the owner of the shop, and he didn't seem to like having visitors. If they wanted a cart, they would have to deal with him one way or another. [Deal with the shopkeep, and get what you came for]
((Negotiate? Kill? Rescue?))
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Deadly_Tiger
Alysian Virago
Toryuuku Shinjuku
KnightsRoyal
Posted: Thu Jun 02, 2022 6:07 am
Azura didn’t see anything as she dutifully watched their backs. However, as Adam lifted the door free, she suddenly got a strong feeling that their backs weren't where she should be watching. The hairs on Azura’s arms rose, but before she had time to turn a gunshot went off. Ducking, Azura ended up in a half crouched, half-turned position, holding onto Crimson Regret defensively. Not that her weapon was much good for blocking bullets, but at the very least she could make a quick counterattack while her aura absorbed the damage. She couldn’t see inside from her position, the inside of the shop shrouded in darkness even if Cecil and Adam weren’t partially blocking her view. She could hear the voice inside though. Azura rose into a standing position, but she didn’t put Crimson Regret away. That shot could have attracted Grimm to their location, though she did attempt to hold it in a somewhat non-threatening manner. “I’m sorry sir, we didn’t know anyone was here,” Azura called out, hoping to diffuse the situation quickly. “We are students from Beacon, sent here to protect the town! We are collecting supplies to help protect the people gathered at the church. We were hoping to use your wagon to bring it all back as well as look for any extra traps or guns.” She stopped short of suggesting they should also head to the church. Adam or Cecil would have a better chance of convincing the people inside they were safer with the group.
Profile Semblance: 0/(5/4/3) Cooldown: 0/4 Backpack: First Aid Kit, Survival Kit (water & protein bars(one week worth), paracord, tarp, flashlight), Dust Bullets: 2 ice, 2 earth, 2 lightning and 2 wind, Raw Dust: Gravity, Steam, Fire.
Cecil was on guard, ready behind Adam as he was ready to attack, that was until he heard a gunshot coming from inside and could see the sudden blast between Adam's legs. 'Great... an old codger who didn't go with the rest of the group to the church. Probably too stubborn to leave behind his livelihood.' Cecil thought as he looked to the shadow in the shack while he lowered his Reiterpallasch and cleared his throat, letting Azura speak first before he held up his left hand. "Indeed, we're here to help the village, which includes you. I see you've done well keeping yourself safe but we are in need of this building's supplies if you're willing to part with some. We'll ensure you're fully paid for when all is said and done." Cecil spoke to the man, trying to help negotiate his assistance be it financial from the way the man was acting.
Semblance: Inactive|| Weapon: Reiterpallasch(Unsheathed) || Currently Holding: Reiterpallasch, Oodachi Temp Gear on Hand: 3 Raw Ice Dust Crystals, 6 Ice Dust Shards. Post Count: 134 || Quest Points: 3 || Current Quest: Hope
Toryuuku Shinjuku
Ghost254
Deadly_Tiger
Alysian Virago
Quote:
'Thought' = #85a1c1 xx"Speach" = #274b69
Posted: Mon Jun 27, 2022 1:58 pm
Silently straining, Adam pulls the door off the hinges and barely prevents himself from dropping it with the sudden give. Adam stills himself as the gunshot flies between his legs. With door still in hands he looks around listening for Grimm who may collapse on the sudden crack that filled the air. He puts the idea in the back of his mind, but stays alert as he hears the gunman speak. As Cecil and Azura explained the circumstances to the man Adam squints a bit towards the voice as it sounds familiar. Completely disregarding Azura and Cecil questioning the man, Adam speaks in a low curious tone, "Hey... Do I know you? You sound... familiar." he said setting the door to the side and slowly putting his arms back into his jacket and zipping it a bit. Instead of approaching the man any more Adam voices himself, "Now, I don't know alot of people who live out here, but I know a voice when I hear one." Which is a phrase people from Adam's home use to declare they've met someone or know someone. "There shouldn't be anyone from the ghett' out here. But it's ringing a bell and that's irking me." he thought
There would be an uneasy silence after everyone spoke, as no gunshots would follow despite their movements and his earlier warning as the shop-keep seemed to be considering their words. As far as Azura could tell, there were no Grimm coming quite yet so they were safe for the time being. "Funny, help is the last thing I'd expect from anyone who associates with Rok," he would say in a voice that clearly had no humor or warmth to it. At this stage, a creaking sound could be heard along with some movement. Adam would see first as the man had left the wagon by the back of it (away from their view), and would hear something rolling before the figure would come back in view on a wheelchair with Rifle still drawn and aiming in his general direction(looks like this). Adam would start to have a clearer recollection of the man now, if not a pleasant one as he realized how he knew the voice of the man. If Azura and Cecil were looking closely now, they would see the mans gaze was locked firmly on Adam now. He would clear his throat before briefly glancing to Cecil and Azura then before back at Adam. "I can hardly stop you of all people if you wanted to take my goods by force, so I suppose I should be thankful. If you really are here to help, I am willing to let things remain as water under the bridge for now...but I have my eye on you," he would say with an even tone before looking to Cecil. "So Father Wolfwood managed to hold out with his flock still? That badger still has some grit left in him it seems. Supplies and compensation you say? Not much good money will do me with the state of things. Tell you what, I'll let you take what you need on the condition that you help rebuild my shop if we survive this and escort me to the church," he would say and not even wait for confirmation as he began to wheel himself deeper into the shop, making the deal seem as if it had already been agreed by both sides. "Ole Betty over here may not have been the prettiest wagon of mine, but she is reliable and the only one in any condition to be used right now," he would say as he rolled to a fairly big wagon, which had its fair share of wear and tear, before turning back to face them. "Aside from my girl here, I don't have any guns to spare. Same goes for traps; I've used most of the good ones already to survive this long," he would say, appearing truthful with his words.
"If you find something you think may be useful, just add it to the wagon. If you'll excuse me, I'm going to gather a few things to get ready," he would say and wheel himself away. The group would have somewhere under five minutes to talk and grab what they could before he would be back. After the time was done, he would return with a pack on his lap, his gun, and a pair of horses following after him. "You there boy, get them settled and reined to the wagon so we can get going. Missy, I need your help getting onto the wagon by the back ramp," he would say, singling out Cecil then Azura for tasks. If no objections were had, they would get the wagon ready and loaded; the old man instructing Cecil how to get the horses set up if asked. The group would then have a wagon and horses to go about to their destinations faster and with more storage. [If you want to go the fast route, you can discuss on discord what destination you want to go to next and retroactively rp out decision making to get there, up to you. Wherever you go, I need one of you to roll me a d100 on here or on discord and let me know the result]
[Decide where to go and git]
((Success?))
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