Special Branch and the HUGE Hospital Bills
POSTED BY: WashsYoungerSexierBr
UPDATED: Tuesday, October 10, 2006 23:15
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ooc - pssst! I had grand plans for the underground! if you had nothing else to do, fancy making your way there?
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OOC: I've got an idea to tie in Safe and Wisp's escape to the underground, plus to draw Seryn's sheriff in to the story too. I'm gonna prod Soul to get him to write.
And I have to tie up Citizen's end but right now it's all running around loose in my head.
Any help would be appriciated to stop the Citizen loop from sounding too contrived.
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"Stop doing that thing"
"What thing"
"That thing where your mouth moves and noise comes out"
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OOC: Haven't got much time but I wanted to post something today and didn't want to miss the opportunity to do what i wanted to do
Kyra had waited for hours.
She had heard the alarms sound, but still she waited.
Then she saw them. Two figures make their way out of the normally guarded building through one of the exits.
It was time.
She took a breather before reaching into the inventory compartment of her hover vehicle.
Pulling out the weapon her former husband had left behind, she held it tightly in her hands as she made her way to the facility.
The two men she had seen escape had since moved on, but if she was sure of anything, it was that they weren't the only ones being kept there.
And someone was going to pay.
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Needy. Male Companion:
First Boy Whore of Destiny
Incredibly Confused Companion of SereniTree
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ooc - oooooooooh! exciting!
well i have very little to do till i see how it pans out, but BUMP!
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OOC: Safe, consider me prodded!
Relief flooded Soul's body upon finding his friend, but he remained focused to the mission at hand. They still needed to escape, and from the looks of it, Needy had brought along a few new friends who wanted out of there as well.
"Okay, here's how this will work. If all of us go running into the city at the same time, it might look just a bit suspicious. We'll do this one at a time, and once you clear the gate, start walking in a different direction than the person before you. Walk calmly." He gave them all a cursory once-over. "Oh, and as soon as you can, find new clothes."
Soul led them to the cracked door and set them loose one at a time, and he found himself pleasantly surprised that they all actually followed his orders well. When the last prisoner was finally through, Soul turned to Needy.
“We stay together on this one. I’m tired of losing friends. It’s not gonna happen again.”
Soul turned back towards the door, Needy behind him, and was preparing to step through the crack when he found himself staring down the barrel of a gun at a woman.
A very angry woman.
OOC: Needy, I hope I set you up well!
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Soul, Security Chief of the Sereni-Tree, Captain of Destiny.
Mantichorus: "So is there a reason they call you 'Soul'?"
Soul (after a long pause): "Yeah. Because I have one."
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OOC: Soul - sure, I can work with that ;)
One by one, people left the building through the same gap used by the two men before.
Kyra kept her gaze on the exit as she made her way over.
The former prisoners, identified by their simple one-colour uniform, would each take a different direction as they left, probably so that if one is caught, they are not all caught together.
Kyra wasn't interested in the latest batch of escapees.
She had memorised the faces of those she wanted - the small group of rebels that had ruined so many lives.
As Kyra jogged towards the opening, another prisoner emerged - a middle-aged woman - scurrying along as fast as she could, desperate to get away. Noticing the young female heading for her only made her run quicker in the opposite direction, praying that the gun she held was not intended for her. Praying that she could get away, and be reunited with her family.
The prisoner meant nothing to Kyra. The same couldn't be said of the next one to leave.
As the man stepped through the exit, he was met with a woman seeking only vengeance.
Kyra recognised him instantly.
His face had been plastered on "Wanted" notices for months. A known member of the rebel movement, he had also been identified as belonging to the group responsible for what happened to Needy.
Kyra raised her weapon and pointed it directly at his head.
Anger blazed in her heart.
She had never met him before in her life.
She did not know who he was, where he had been born, what his parents were like.
Was he married and did he have children?
Had he invented anything that had benefitted mankind?
Had he saved lives?
Was he a good man?
For all she knew, he could have been.
But no matter what, her heart told her one thing and one thing alone.
He needed to pay.
He needed to die.
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Needy. Male Companion:
First Boy Whore of Destiny
Incredibly Confused Companion of SereniTree
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Earlier
As Wisp reaches to push the door open, Safe grabs his arm stopping him. He nods at the light on the ceiling above them.
Wisp looked at Safe puzzled for a moment before it dawned on him… the light would silhouette them when they opened the door, making them an easy target for any guards outside. Turning his gun around and shielding his eyes, as Safe shielded the little girl, Wisp reached up and smashed the light, plunging them into darkness.
The two men waited a bit for their eyes to adjust, then Wisp slowly pushed the door open only wide enough for him to squeeze out.
Safe paused, and glanced back down the darkened hallway before following Wisp out.
Outside they crouched against the wall just outside the door. Wisp pointed up. Safe followed the gesture and looked up. Above the door was a security camera bubble but it had been painted with black paint, obscuring its view.
Safe looked questiongly at Wisp who shook his head and then shrugged his shoulders. First a door left open, then a camera put out of commission... Safe was beginning to think someone was leading them somewhere. Whether that was a good thing or a bad thing was yet to be determined. The main thing was just getting out and for now their mysterious benefactor’s route coincided with their own.
Wisp grabbed Safe’s shoulder, pointing towards the gate. Safe immediately saw it too. The gate was darkened as well, but the glow of a cigar could be seen. Someone was waiting for them.
OOC:*grin* Thanks Soul! Nice tie-in by the way!
Ok, here's the first part of it. I wanted to tie up some loose ends. I have the end bit started and will post it in a bit. Plus this may give Seryn a bit to write about so she's not getting bored.
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"Stop doing that thing"
"What thing"
"That thing where your mouth moves and noise comes out"
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ooc - oh thats ok, i kinda brought it on myself, making me dead and all...
Huxley glanced up at the disturbance in the light - there were definitley signs of movement...
"alright! Some action at last!"
he scoured the area for signs of the guards or any other danger - nothing, not since the last one had accepted his 'everything's fine' signals and moved off.
this was where it got fun.
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Quote:
Originally posted by SoulOfSerenity:
Soul led them to the cracked door and set them loose one at a time, and he found himself pleasantly surprised that they all actually followed his orders well. When the last prisoner was finally through, Soul turned to Needy.
“We stay together on this one. I’m tired of losing friends. It’s not gonna happen again.”
As Soul turned back towards the door, Needy heard a familiar voice
"Don't. Remain for a while"
Needy silently agreed. Although he did not know why, he knew that the being's instructions had always paid off. Who was he to question them?
As Soul turned around towards him, Needy had stepped up, making it seem as if he was right behind, before stepping back again when Soul looked ahead.
"How long?" Needy thought
"Not long. In a few minutes, it will all be over"
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Needy. Male Companion:
First Boy Whore of Destiny
Incredibly Confused Companion of SereniTree
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Soul stood motionless, unable to utter a word.
Who was this woman that stood before him?
Was she a member of the Crimson Guard? She certainly didn't look the part. But she did look highly unstable.
Two truths that Soul had learnt in life sprung to mind.
"You don't cross an angry woman"
and
"You don't try to sweet-talk a psycho who has a gun pointed at your head... no matter how pretty she is"
Needy sure was taking his time... Soul had not heard a reaction from him, nor could he sense his presence behind him.
The hand that held the gun was shaking ever so slightly.
She was unstable, that was for sure, but that didn't mean it would be easier for him to grab the gun from her. In fact, it made it more likely she would squeeze off a few shots in him out of nerves.
"You make me sick" she uttered softly.
Soul had his hands raised in the air and, whilst trying to remain calm asked "Listen, why don't you put the gun down"
"Like hell" she growled. Her eyes shifted towards her right and she ordered him "Get over there"
He slowly sidestepped over to where she had directed "I don't know what you think I've done but whatever it is, I didn't d..."
Soul felt a sharp thud as the barrel of her gun met his head.
He should have lost consciousness, but Soul was a tougher guy than most. Instead he collapsed to his knees on the gravel.
"I know what you did."
"Well don't believe everything you read sweetheart"
The next thing Soul felt was a crack as she kicked him in his back, knocking him forward if not completely on his face
"Do I look like your sweetheart, murderer?"
"Well you've got the bounty hunter routine down to a tee, and the viciousness of a CG, but I don't buy it. What is it you want?"
Kyra wanted many things.
A nice house where she could live with her love. A couple of kids, two girls preferably, a dog and a nice patch of land where they could all take longs walks and have picnics.
She wanted a family.
She wanted friends that liked her for who she was.
She wanted the sort of perfect life that most people dreamed of.
But simply, if she could have one thing, she just wanted to take it all back.
She leaned in towards him and whispered "I want you to pay."
Seizing the opportunity, Soul spun round on his knees, and threw himself at her, his hands instantly reaching high for her own to seize control of the weapon.
Unfortunately for him, she wasn't as physically weak as she appeared.
They rolled around before she elbowed, thumped and clawed him. All that he could handle, but a knee to the nether-regions temporarily disabled him
Climbing off him she picked up the gun that had been knocked aside during the scuffle and pointed it at him again.
This time though, he wasn't willing to back down.
Standing up courageously, he began to walk towards her - causing her to back up, back towards the building's exit Soul had used.
"Who are you?"
"Get back" she ordered, her gun-hand shaking more and more.
"What the hell do you think I did?"
"You killed him" she screamed. "You ki..."
She was beginning to break down. She was like a little girl wanting to cry but both her anger and pride held her back from doing so.
"Who?" he said, edging ever so closer that it was making her feel all the more uncomfortable
"You killed him. You..."
Just then out of the corner of her eye, another figure emerged from the opening.
Everything happened so fast.
She turned and as if on instinct pulled the trigger.
The man fell back against a wall, blood trickling from the large wound to the head.
Kyra's mouth dropped, as did her weapon, as she looked on what had just happened.
The man she loved, the one who had died, laid before her
She had just killed him.
OOC: Its a long one I know, I just got carried away... as usual
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