Special Branch: The Execution of Vixen Goddard
POSTED BY: SoulOfSerenity
UPDATED: Tuesday, February 1, 2011 15:54
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OOC: This sure is getting exciting. Nothing to add as of yet storywise, but i have just posted something in the blue sun room
http://beta.fireflyfans.net/bluesun.aspx?bid=23263
I was thinking of maybe adding it to my recap post at the top of the thread. I would say i'd like to post one for each story, but to be honest this took me a lot longer than expected
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OOC:
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Originally posted by SoulOfSerenity:
OOC: I tried to post something here, but it doesn't fit yet. Go with what you have planned, and I'll post when the rescue goes south in the square. It will get interesting.
I suspect I know where you were going with your idea, Soul. Like Seryn, I think it's a great idea especially if Wisp dosen't suspect a thing. But then all the ideas on this thread turn out awesome, so I'm sure Wisp plan will be spectacular too.
Can't wait to see how Kurren fits into all this.
AWESOME poster Needy!
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OOC: This is not the blank space you were looking for, nor is it the crappy moon where you are a gorram hero. Move along.
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The past four days had passed at such pace. Every thought and action was planning for this next minute in time. There was no time for second guessing or pondering, now was the time. This was the moment. All that had passed had lead him here. He had to make it count cos there sure as hell wasn’t a second chance.
The Gallows were now coated in a cloud of thick black smoke. It was impossible for any of the snipers to pick off anyone on the stage through the fog and nobody wanted to risk hitting any of the civilians in the crowd. Wisp activated a Thermal imaging contact and began the first step of his plan.
Step one: Misdirection and Misinformation
“This is Jenkins I think I saw one of the Terrorists north Quarter. Moving to investigate” Of course Wisp hadn’t seen anything of the sort but now all eyes would be focused on that point. To add to the confusion He set his radio to scramble all transmissions on this frequency slowing down any real information that may be being given out. He quickly vaulted over the fence into the plume of smoke and headed up the stairs.
Step two: Cut off reinforcements
This was simple to do as the gallows had been designed with a single stairway. It was Childs play to drop a grenade on the steps as soon as he was on the top step preventing anyone from following him up for a few seconds.
Step three: Eliminate Resistance
Of course as soon as the smoke screen had come up the four guards on the stage went to full alert but they couldn’t see a thing. Wisp’s thermal contact lens allowed him to lay head shots on all the guards and the executioner in a matter of seconds. He considered tapping the smug mayor who was now screaming, crying and generally filling his expensive trousers with something smelly, but he would tie up any forces with his whining.
Step four: Covering the escape
Wisp had used up about fifteen seconds so far. He had reckoned for about thirty seconds before the helicopters got the smoke cleared and/or dropped in more troops. And Vixen was stood in a bright orange jumpsuit in the centre of all this. As soon as the smoke dropped enough to see any glimpse of that orange it would be like a bulls eye for them. So the Orange had to go.
“Vixen its Wisp” He unlocked the manacles at her wrists “Arms out don’t breathe” Wisp hastily sprayed black fabric paint all over the jumpsuit, taking care not to leave any orange patches exposed. It wasn’t perfect but It didn’t have to fool people for long. He took the executioners hood off the dead body and placed it over Vixens head completing the disguise.
“You’ve been shot sit down and shut up”
“You shouldn’t have come”
“Thats not shutting up is it?” Wisp placed her against one of the pillars just as a helicopter appeared overhead fanning the smoke away and several guards dropped in.
“Don’t Shoot! I'm a guard! They took the girl over the side heading east. The executioner’s injured I need to get him off this stage.”
The paratrooper checked his ID and was about to remove the executioners hood but the good Mayor took that moment to enter a hysterical breakdown. As two guards restrained him the captain who was talking to them was called over to help.
“Sure get him out of here to a medic but I want you to come straight back for a report”
Step five: Exit the area of operations calmly and quickly
Wisp helped Vixen up and towards a ramp they were hastily erecting up to the gallows. The Paratrooper had obviously radioed ahead as none of the streams of soldiers heading up to the gallows questioned him at all. Heading in a South-Westerly direction they had made it about halfway across the square. Wisp was checking his radio listening to the progress of the search. He had to get them out of the line of snipers as quickly as possible but too fast would draw attention. Suddenly a transmission caught his attention over the radio
“We’ve accounted for all four dead guards and the executioner now that someone shut up that whiny son of a Bitch”
“Wait? All the guards and the executioner? But I sent one of the guards off with the e
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“Gosa!” Safe swore between clenched teeth as the smoke obscured everything. His finger twitched over the trigger and he reluctantly relaxed it, resting it instead on the trigger guard, while he flicked the scope around the square.
“What the hell’s going on Safe?” Seryn hissed through the communicator in Safe’s ear.
“Dammit Wisp, where are you?”
People ran around like ants around a smashed anthill.
A shout caught his attention, and Safe swung the scope to its origins. Wisp and Vixen surrounded by guards.
“Gorammit, of all the stupid.. there’s no way I can take them all down and even as scrappy as Wisp is, one of them is getting shot, unless...”
Safe swung the scope around, “Where are you Mr. Mayor dude. Ah-ha there you are, now let’s see how loud you can be and how important people think you are.”
Safe breathed out slowly, relaxing and slowly squeezed the trigger.
The Mayor’s knee exploded in a cloud of blood as he dropped to the ground, screaming blue bloody murder.
Before the Mayor even hit the ground, Safe had his gun again trained on the squad commander nearest Wisp.
“Get ready Seryn, the gosa is about to hit the fan.”
From her vantage point on the ground floor, Seryn checked her gun again and took a deep breath.
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Her thoughts stopped their frantic jigging about, but it didn't help at all with the fact that she was almost totally blind to the situation. Her view, limited as it was, only contained milling, confused crowds and helicopter filled skies.
It was to risky to step out though, letting herself be recognised would be stupid without nothing to gain yet. Whilst the poncing about in posh outfits afforded her some measure of anonymity before, now that the guards were alert they'd be searching every face.
gosa. Patience was never one of her virtues. She moved back into the building to a window that gave her a view of a different part of the square. "Bingo!" In front of her, stood a crowd of guards, facing away from her and moving further away.
She retreaived several of the smoke bombs from her pocket bags and made her way back outside.
"Safe, get ready to cover me - I have to get closer, keep an eye out for interest on the rooftops"
Skirting the outside of the building as nonchalantly as she could she got within throwing distance of the guards and launched as many smoke bombs as she could in quick succession before moving to another spot and following them up with more smoke and a couple of flash bombs for good measure.
She moved again, hoping that no snipers had spotted her actions "Safe! Let me know which way they run!"
"Will do!"
(and this post was bought to you by being up way past my bed time.)
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Wisp was pretty much out of options as he stood there looking down the barrels of six guns. He’d had a pretty lucky roll of the dice up to this point but his number was up and his credit was zero. His best plans right now were fight to the death or surrender and he wasn’t entirely keen on either option. Suddenly the pompous Mayor erupts into screams of agony as he collapses from the stage. The guards all around become suddenly very scared. Wisp had absolutely no idea who had fired the shot but they were on his side which is all that counted. The guards held position a few steps back from him and Vixen obviously waiting for orders from their superiors. It was then that Wisp spotted Seryn skirting her way round the crowd dressed up to the nines. If she was here then the others shouldn’t be far behind. The people he’d spent the past two years searching for had finally found him and their timing couldn’t be better. Wisp wanted to shout for joy but decided on a much more impressive option.
“I did that” Wisp said to the Guards “I just shot that pompous mayor like I shot all the guards on that podium without getting a scratch on me” The soldiers couldn’t decided if they or Wisp was crazy but decided that someone was. “You see I’m not just a man. I am the Avatar of Justice sent forth by the Mighty Thor himself. Don’t believe me?” Wisp threw his hands up in the air and shouted “Thunder and Lightning!” just as smoke and flash grenades rolled into the circle. Ducking and running through guards he dragged Vixen with him headed for where he’d last seen Seryn.
“Very theatrical” Vixen smirked as they ducked through the guards who were now fleeing in disorientated terror. “You should have been a thespian.”
“You know me. I like to please the crowd”
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OOC: BWAHAHAHA!!! The Avatar of Justice! Well done Wisp!
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Wisp's act was only partially successful. The rank and file guards weren't paid enough to risk their lives for a madman, but then again they were usually just for show. Moments before Wisp and Seryn met at the edge of the square, a bullet wizzed through the air, carving a thin line in the skin of Wisp's shoulder as it passed. Wisp came screeching to a halt as he found himself surrounded yet again. He felt in his pocket for the remaining smoke bomb and was about to drop it when a figure collided with them, throwing both Wisp and Vixen to the ground. A shot rang out and one of the guards fell, quickly followed by another. Wisp took that moment to run low, pulling Vixen along with him when...Vixen screamed from behind him?
Wisp spun around in shock as one of the guards hauled Vixen to her feet. How had he left her behind?
"Enough!" The guard yelled. He began pulling Vixen back towards the gallows, the circle of guards tightening. When they reached the wooden platform, the Mayor stopped crying in an attempt to regain some sort of composure.
"This is the kind of scum we are dealing with!" He cried out through the pain. "They would kill innocent people to rescue a criminal." He held out his hand, and someone placed a gun in it. He knew he had the crowd now. "No more," he said, and fired two shots.
The first bullet went wide, but the second--
The second bullet buried itself in Vixen's head, and she dropped to the ground.
The croud roared, and Wisp screamed, surging forward when Soul appeared from nowhere and grabbed him.
"Go! Take Vixen and go!"
Wisp stared at him like Soul was crazy until a hand tugged at his arm.
"Let's go," Vixen said in Wisp's ear.
"How?" Wisp asked, eyes wide as he saw Vixen standing beside him, alive and well.
"Just go!" Soul yelled, pushing the two of them away and drawing out his dagger as a sea of guards descended upon him.
"GO!"
OOC: Let Soul be please...I have a plan...
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