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Post by Jonathon Orwell on Oct 25, 2011 19:03:30 GMT -5
*I frown and shove my hands into my pockets.* Yeah, that is what we tell them. At least we will have some evidence to present at our meeting. If the doctor put the tracker in the killjoy like I told him to. *I smirk at the girl, Aerith, and nod my head in acknowledgement.*
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Post by Sylvia Main on Oct 25, 2011 19:05:40 GMT -5
I'm a horrible dancer. *I continue backing up and feel behind me for the doorknob. I don't take my eyes off of her or her sword. It glimmers in the light and I cringe inwardly. I remember being stabbed straight through with a sword. Not fun. Not something I want to repeat.*
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Post by Aerith Lin on Oct 25, 2011 19:12:07 GMT -5
Lets fix that shall we? *laughs and lunges forward with her sword, making retro jump out of the way, and continues slashing and hacking at her... aiming for legs and body. Retro dodges the last slash and the sword hits and slices partially through the wall*
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Post by Funhouse Gear on Oct 25, 2011 19:23:20 GMT -5
*Time to improvise. As Retro dodges Aerith's blows I grab the coffee mug in one of the van's cupholders, slide the van door open, and throw it as hard as I can towards the Exterminator's head while simultaneously pulling Retro backwards into the van. Slamming the door shut and locking it, I shout to Jump* Go go go!!
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Post by Sylvia Main on Oct 25, 2011 19:25:32 GMT -5
*I panic and use whatever reflexes I have to move out of the way. She's quick and her sword comes dangerously close to hitting me several times.* Why can't you people ever fight fair?! *I let out a sigh of relive when the sword is momentarily jammed in the wall but quickly change me tone when I see the look in Aerith's eyes. Then I fear a hand pull me back and shriek but I'm inside the van with Gear and the others.* Please drive!
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Post by jumpstart on Oct 25, 2011 20:11:52 GMT -5
Hold on!
*I start accelerating as fast as possible, while still s
driving as smoothly as I can for PB. I may not be able to fire a weapon, but even PB has admitted before that I'm a damn food driver. As the partially open bay doors get closer I pat the van's dashboard* Think thin, girl.
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Post by redhavoc on Oct 26, 2011 0:11:54 GMT -5
*I crouch behind an exterminator car to avoid Wilson's terrifyingly accurate shots. I see the van start up. Good. I turn my attention to Wilson, now joined by Orwell. I'm in serious trouble, but Max's words keep running through my head and I know that whatever I do, I'm only worth something to BLI now*
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Post by Funhouse Gear on Oct 26, 2011 0:15:10 GMT -5
*It's not until Jump floors it towards the gap in the doors that I do a quick headcount and realize Red's not in the van with us. Taking the gun back from Retro, I roll down the window on the side facing the dracs and start trading shots with them, looking for Red. I spot her behind a car and shout over* RED! Move it, we're leaving!!
*Putting one hand on the door handle, I get ready to throw it open for her*
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Post by redhavoc on Oct 26, 2011 0:35:26 GMT -5
*I turn when I hear Gear. I look over and see Jump and PB looking at me, the rest are in the back. I shake my head 'NO'. I'm the distraction, can't they see that? I'm good enough to hold the dracs back, and Orwell and Wilson... like I said, distraction. I go back to shooting. It hurts too much to look at the killjoys again*
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Post by Funhouse Gear on Oct 26, 2011 0:40:26 GMT -5
RED! *I can't quite believe it when she turns back around, and nearly get hit in the face by a laser* Jump - *But I stop myself. I can't tell him to stop the van, not when things are this close. Every second we spend down here makes it less and less likely we'll get out. And as much as I hate the idea, I know we can't risk all of us for the sake of one*
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Post by jumpstart on Oct 26, 2011 0:46:04 GMT -5
*I step on the gas, feeling like a horrible horrible person as we leave Red behind*
What the hell is she thinking? It's suicide or worse to stay there... *We are getting closer to the gap and I stop talking so I can concentration fully on not running into the door and killing us all...*
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Post by Aerith Lin on Oct 26, 2011 0:58:19 GMT -5
*looks at Red and back at the van*
How noble of you.
*I start after the van, intent on making sure they don't get out.. but if they do I have a motorcycle by the exit waiting so that i can tail them*
Where you going eh? The fun's just starting!
*laughs as she chases the van*
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Post by Sylvia Main on Oct 26, 2011 1:14:52 GMT -5
*I watch in horror as Red is left behind. I know she will survive but is life really worth slavery? I shudder and hold PB's head in my lap, trying to keep the bumps from tossing him like a ragdoll. Nack sits in the corner perfectly content with staring into space. Then we learn that Aerith is coming after us and my stomach lurches.* Jump... a little faster please?
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Post by jumpstart on Oct 26, 2011 1:31:40 GMT -5
Right! Hold on, everybody! *I accelerate as fast as possible, scraping one side of the van as we shoot through, but we make it. BLI towers surround us as I try to keep up speed, weaving around the few cars on the road at this time*
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Post by Aerith Lin on Oct 26, 2011 12:12:59 GMT -5
*I laugh as i get through, there's no where they can go anywhere I can't find them*
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Yes, I'm still running - sort of. But it is lonely out here. Haven't seen anyone else for a while.
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