Death of a World

[Green Triangle]

Ashley had been in hiding for almost two weeks now. With each passing day, the city emptied further, and was almost desolate. There was nobody to see her that she could see. The days seemed to be getting longer, and she wondered to herself what the Inquisition would do to her if she was found. 'Shot on sight. Killed.' She answered her own question with a quiet mumble. It was just starting to get dark, and Ashley could see the shadows on either side of the street she was hidden in creeping out to embrace one another. All was quiet.

Suddenly, a sound. A single, scuffling sound. As if a person, ever so lightly, had stepped in a shallow box of screwed up paper. 'Rats, maybe?' She questioned herself, then slowly drew her pistol, and knife. Ashley would take no chances. Another slight sound, and she dived out from the pile of boxes behind which she was hiding, and shot four times in the direction of the noise, a door.

She was rewarded by a slight gasping sound, and the sight of a man slump out into the street from behind the said door, now hanging ajar. She quickly cleared the distance between the body and herself, then searched his pockets. A lighter, some matches, chewing gum, more bullets, and the most recent picture of her and a few others that these searchmen had. She took all but the pictures. 'I need a new place...'. The faint glow of a cigarette in a house a few streeys away could be seen in the slowly growing dark.

Ashley clutched her lucky charm, and started making her way to the building, silently praying that whoever may be inside wasn't someone that wanted her dead as their first priority.

[Tyamius, Shadow Lord]

"Shh we have company!" Will whispered to fang as a small figure sprinted towards the groups new residence. He smiled as he put out the last of his smoke. "Be ready they may be hostile."

[Green Triangle]

Ashley arrived at the building. It looked dirtier than it had done from some streets away, but at least it was somewhere she could find people. The cigarette or whatever the light was, had been put out, and she could not see through the grimy windows, nor did she want to, as doing so could spell death with a single sound; gunshot.

She slowly, and quietly drew her pistol and reloaded the empty shots in the magazine. Crouching by the side of the door, tapped it once and aimed her pistol at where a person would be, should the door open.

[Tyamius, Shadow Lord]

"State your purpose or I'll saw you in half you damn imperial (please do not swear)." Will said sliding don from the roof that was over the porch. He had moved up there as quickly as possible without alerting this girl.

He smiled both his swords drawn, one at the small of her back and the other hanging just above her head ready to cause a bloody scene on this porch.

[Esiphas]

Weasel was not joining the group. She was sitting alone, no company, just silently and ritually checking her weapon, again and again. She could not scorn the others enough. They thought the imperium had left them to die. She saw the imperium as mistaken, mis-issued excommucate passes handed to them. Everything a mistake. She'd kill the imperials if she had to, but she'd try her best to avoid them altoghter.''

''Alternatively, Kix was merrily drinking some stolen alcahol. 'Free at fraggin last!'

[Frontier Guide]

Fang popped his head over the side of the roof to look at the intruder.
"Belive me he won't hesitate to dice you up."

[Green Triangle]

Ashley closed her eyes and released the pistol. It clattered to the floor. She sunk slowly to her knees and looked at the ground. Just the sound of the thrumming chainsword alone was enough to persuade her not to try anything. Ashley heard her own voice, thick with fear, as it shakily said
"I'm n-not with the Imperium. I'm trying to get away from them. Please. Don't kill me!"
She knew full well if these were Imperial soldiers she would be killed sometime within the next thirty seconds, and if they weren't? They might just kill her anyway.

She resigned to herself and looked at her lucky charm, dangling around her neck in front of her, and tears of pure fear began to leak from her eyes.

[Esiphas]

Weasel had noticed the commotion by the buildings entry and had come to have a look. As she noticed the boys bullying a girl, sho was crying, She shoved them aside with a large amount of strength for her wiry frame, pulling the girl inside and taking her to the so called 'Rodent corner'- Named by Kix because it was where Weasel Spent her time. She pulled a cloth, not dirty, but not perfectly clean, and dried the girls eyes. 'There there... No worrys right? Your not Imperial, I'm not imperial. Their not imperial. We'll keep them off your back. Though you will have to help out.' She put the cloth away. 'Are you ok now? I promise, if nothing else, i'll look after you.'

Kix walked over to the biys at the door. 'Whats rodent up to now eh guys? Flirting with another girl?' He punched wills arm playfully.

[mina]

Silas's eyes open to the bottom of a guards boot. She breathes in lining the scope on the rifle up and pulling the trigger blowing a hole in man's head and through the floor. She is out and on her feet running in an instant as gun fire catches her in the shoulder. She turns a corner diving into a wrecked jeep as guards thunder past her. She grimaces as blood runs down her shoulder.

She slowly lights a smoke as a way to fight the pain and the climbs out of the jeep and slips about in the shadows moving towards the blocks of houses. She needs to find a bandage soon or this thing is going to get ugly.

Unluckily for her it begins to rain and soon she is dragging herself through mud getting dirtier and dirtier.

[Tyamius, Shadow Lord]

"She advanced on the house to quick. I should've killed her on sight." Will says looking outside at the rain. A faint glow is wading through the street, Will runs out to the figure. "Stop I'll help you." He says picking her up and carrying her to the house.

[Green Triangle]

Ashley nodded stupidly at Weasel, and sat down against the wall in the 'Rodent corner'. She was generally shocked, mostly at the fact that she was still alive and breathing, and that she had found the others, also ex-communicate, that she so often saw on the papers of most of the Imperial soldiers. However, just because she was not dead yet, did not mean Ashley trusted any of the people in the building with her.

She reached for her pistol, and remembered it was outside, having been dropped. She was about to stand and go fetch it. "Lost something?"
Ashley looked up to see Weasel, who tucked her pistol into a pocket. Ashley sighed and looked away, but kept a hand on the hilt of her knife, and never looked away from Will.

[Esiphas]

(i'd apreciate it if you didn't take over my characters. Its considered bad practice. However, i'm not going to be unfreindly about it, as it's very like her.)

[Green Triangle]

(Sorry, I havn't been on the roleplay board before.)

[Esiphas]

(no problem. I dont do grudges)

[mina]

(Just informing )

Silas sees a figure approaching her. Her rifle comes up in a second as she spits the smoke from her mouth into the mud. The man is before her as lightning flashes. His stomach is pressed to her rifle and she doesn't know what to do. He lifts her wet frame up bringing her into the house. She shivers finally out of the rain and feeling the cold. Her skin is a strange pasty color and she stares at the people her vision blurred. She keeps thinking she should do something, fight them off, maybe scream as a distraction. But she can't find the strength. Instead when Will pulls her jacket off revealing the clean shot through her shoulder she closes her eyes weakly and lets him touch her shoulder.