More Equal Than Some

[Kettu Jarva]

*Warning:/ damage to lower extremities: effects minimal* -the shot to my leg causes a slight limp but i shoot the hostile one again on stun in the chest- I am not one of you and never was. I am APC 5 and I was born here in this building to defend it from scum like you.

[Blackout]

*i barely hear what she says as I fall to the ground, and I blackout before I hit but I hope that Neon and Glass get away*

[rileywilson]

*The one that seems to be the leader falls down and I aim at the other two. I note that they are all wearing drac uniforms. Perhaps it would be prudent to regulate uniform storage and use. My gun is shot out of my hand, scorching my fingers, but not breaking any. I grab my wrist and step back, wanting to see my Unit work*

[Angeline Pacis]

*I glare at the imposter as she hits the ground. Really? A fake I.D.? They used those before the wars (why do I know that?), but one would think that even the Killjoys would be smarter in the after. Quickly, I dart forward and shoot stun-level blasts at the nearest Killjoy, the one who's shaped a bit like Grey, reluctantly not bashing her head. It would certainly take her out quicker, but those are not my orders. As I get clipped in the leg, I stagger backwards a step to leave room for my coworkers, although I do bend down to snatch the fake empolyee's gun from her limp hand. Better to have her wake up weaponless.* Do you think someone could get this little rat out of the way? Don't want anyone tripping on her and breaking her productive little head, do we? *As I analyze my sentence, I grimace. How long has it been since I've had any pills? A week? I must be going through withdrawl...*

[Kettu Jarva]

-I rush over to commander wilsons side- I apologize for not protecting you better commander. I shall work harder now. -I shoot at the last standing imposter- Surrender and we can end this!

[Rachel Mahoney]

*after the first two killjoys go down I aim for the last one and hit her leg as she runs. I then dart over and stick my gun near her head* dont even try to move

[Zachary Knight]

Apr 4, 2012 18:44:27 GMT -5 Alexander Ludovico said:

*I stay where I am for another moment, still watching the video feed, but when the agents open fire I make up my mind.* Right. I'm heading down. But I /did/ promise Riley I'd make sure he met you, so I have one small thing to take care of...

*The knot in my cord is partially completed already, so it's a simple matter for me to pull the Oracle's hands behind his back, loop the cord around his wrists and the metal bars of the chair, and cinch it tight. It's a good knot, not impossible to undo, but damn difficult. He can't reach any of his pockets, so I doubt he has a blade handy. If he can get out of it, I decide, he's earned avoiding his meeting with Riley*

Sorry about that, love, but I can't go breaking my word. See you in a bit! And you four - *I address the security* Click whatever buttons or the like he tells you to, within reason. He's still helping us, after all. But don't untie him unless there's an emergency.

*I give the Oracle one last smile, then excuse myself and take the elevator down to the ground floor*

Oh, no, quite alright. *I may be a tad sarcastic, but don't I have reason? These ropes are a bit itchy, but when I struggle, they seem to get tighter. This Ludovico character must be very good at neutralizing threats...along with a few other things I can think of off-hand.... I shake my head a bit, clear my throat, and look back at the screen, where Unit Eight is doing an excellent, quick job of taking out the Killjoys. One flashes a Better Living I.D....* Hold on. One of you, zoom in on that I.D. Once you've done that, run the numbers. *My orders are quickly obeyed, which gives me a vague measure of satisfaction. The number on the I.D. card is mixed in with a group of killed and missing employees. It belongs to a woman named Riley Bauman. She seems to have a brother, Connor, who also has an I.D.* Ah, we can work with this....

[Glass~Vendetta]

*i groan, glaring angrily at the woman. I'd gotten a few good shots in. The least I could do for Blackie and Neon was find Midnight, and I'd failed at that too. I laugh at the woman leering over me.* Even if you blow my brains out, I'd be more alive than a pill-pusher like you. *I sneer, not thinking clearly. I obviously lost here, I might as well fuck it up some more. I already failed my team.*

[Neon Sky]

*Everything that just happened was a blur and I end up on the floor behind Blackie, I try and pull her back into the room even with everyones guns pointing at us. I glance over at Glass who has also been hit and feel guilty, I dragged these two into this it's time to get them out.* All I want is my sister! Let these two go, they have nothing to do with this. *In that slight moment of hesitation I shoot the android thing? in the chest and cause her to fall back. We're still heavily out numbered, and all I want is to get these guys to safety. Just then I catch sight of something... * Midnight?! *I stare at my sister wide-eyed, in her Drac outfit, no colours in her hair, no emotion on her face.*

[Neon Sky]

*I'm stood there guns aimed at the Killjoys, I haven't shot yet but that is because I haven't had to. I remember getting told to run but I'm to loyal to leave my co-workers even though we out number them. One of the Killjoys mentions something about wanting her sister, thinking about it I lower my gun a little, as I do APC5 gets shot and stumbles backwards. Then the Killjoy looks at me and calls me Midnight.* My name is Amy Grey, I don't know why you called me that name but you must have me mistaken for someone else.

[Neon Sky]

*Her words hit me harder than any ray gun blast I've ever felt.* Midnight... Damn it Amy I'm your younger sister, we spent years looking after each other when mum and dad died! How can you not remember? *I had one trick left up my sleeve, I had managed to turn Blackies radio on without anyone noticing, I hope Bullet hears this.* I thought you were dead Amy! We come here to rescue you, now we're the ones that need rescuing.*I can feel the tears running down my cheeks.*

*I stand there in shock staring at the girl that claims to be my sister.* I'm sorry, Emily, but I don't have a sister. *Wait what did I just say? Emily? where did that come from, I pretend I never said it and keep my guns aimed at her waiting for someone to make the next move.*

[Kettu Jarva]

*warning:/ damage to torso. requires medical treatment. stay back* -Im sure the chest hit would hurt if i could register pain but i just stand back up and shoot the girl who shot me full blast in the leg. Im done reasoning.- The next shot will be through your skull rat! Give up so we can process you and decide if you are worth redeeming.

[Angeline Pacis]

In other words, girl, shut up if you want to live. *I press one of my feet down on her chest just enough so that she can't get up. One of my guns is aimed at her forehead.* Your sister, if that is who she is, is Better than you now. You can join her, or you can join the dead. Your choice. *I turn my head slightly toward Grey.* If you got out of here now, that would be prudent.

[Blackout]

*i stifle a groan of pain and crack my eyes open to see what was going on, but pretended to still be out. I see Neon and Glass captured and I mentally kick myself for not beig able to help them at least escape*

[Bullet Ringer]

*I stop at the back of the Tower, down the street a bit. Well what am I going to do now? There was really only one thing I could do...* I'm gonna regret this for the rest of my life, I know it. *I put my seat belt on, something I have never done since I've lived in the Zones, and tighten my grip on the steering wheel. Now I could admit I was scared, what I was about to do could kill or hurt me, alot.* It's now or never. *I slam my foot down on the accelerator and go speeding into the Tower smashing straight through the wall.*

*Everything happend in slow motion, I noticed every detail. The pieces of brick work flying through the windscreen, the bits of glass embeding themselves into my skin, my head pounding off the air bag (Thank fuck that still worked) all the dust and smoke filling the room, the pain flying through my body, the silhouettes of people jumping out the way, the three Killjoys layed out on the floor. Adrenaline was the only thing keeping me awake and alive right now and even though my body was screaming at me to stop moving if I did we would all die. I fall out of the door and run over to Blackie and the others, I glance up once at the Dracs who had dived for cover, I didn't have long before they'd start shooting. Grabbing Blackie and Neon by their collers I dragged them back, luckily one of the car doors fell off, and got them "semi" into the car. I run back for Glass and pick her up but by then the Dracs had already started to shoot. I threw Glass into the passenger side, kinda literaly, and run round to the drivers side taking multiple shots as I do so.* Please work car, please work! *Of course the car dosn't start and I can start to smell the petrol leaking from the engine, it dosn't help that lasers are bouncing off the car and clipping me every now and then either. Come on Cyn where are you? I'm starting to think this is the end.*