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Post by Frontier Guide on Apr 27, 2011 6:15:03 GMT
Scar walked up to the roof where Will and Silas are.
"You two cut the mushy stuff we're leaving, Kwicktrigga says there's a Leman Russ 2 miles to the north and its heading this direction. And i don't know about you but i don't wanna be here when it arrives."
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Post by Esiphas on Apr 27, 2011 9:34:19 GMT
Silas and Will hear a low female voice say 'Tip of Will's knife, then Silas's' Weasel raises her sniper rifle, Fires a relatively quiet shot. The bullet impacts the part of Wills knife which is embedded in the wall, bounces of and then goes clean throgh the tip of Silas's blade Both ping out of the wall, clattering to the street floor below. 'I win.' she said, befre droping Will a packet of about 10 fine Vostroyan Cigars. 'If you wan them, keep them. If not, give em to someone else. smoking kills your lungs.' Then she walked back to Ashely. 'Hey, you ok? Sorry you got caught in this mess. What happened to you?'
Kix had gone toe to toe with the jeep. He, more specificly, gone chainsword to wheel with the veichle. he had dived to the side, slashed with his sword and burst both left tyres. As the jeep screeched, skidding to the sidem, he had jammed a frag grenade down the over-sized exhaust pipes. The resultant explosion had claimed the driver, both his passengers, 3 other guardsman and a crate of tomatos, splattering everything with bloody red tomato juice. The nearby grots had found this highly amusing, till Kix silenced them too.
Kix made his way back to the safehouse. Spotting the commotion on the roof, Kix had climbed up a draiing pipe and joined Will and Silias, just as Weasel went back downstairs. 'Man, that point eared (please do not swear) has one (please do not swear) bad-ass attitude dosent she?' He looked at the assembled group. 'Ah watever. I like em feiry.'
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Post by mina on Apr 27, 2011 12:45:06 GMT
Silas doesn't bother to dignify Scar with an answer. That is to be exact she thinks to not dignify it but that isn't until after she thinks to dignify it. "Nah Doc. You are the only one for me. It's why I was so jumping at the idea of you getting my shirt off." As he blushes she moves to the edge of the roof and looks down. Not a far fall she thinks about the time she hits the ground and rolls easily upwards. She took it better that time too. SHe moves inside through the door and grabs her pack with food, lifts her rifle up and moves off. If she is lucky, the others won't follow.
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Post by Tyamius, Shadow Lord on Apr 27, 2011 19:44:01 GMT
Will is gone in a second, he never seems to stand still as he ends up the wall and on the roof of the building he had thrown the knives into. "Alpha, this is Omega. Subject 39 is moving south bound. Keep an eye on her." he says into the vox as he waits for the rest of the group to join him. They still after two weeks suspect nothing.
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Post by Green Triangle on Apr 27, 2011 20:43:24 GMT
Ashley shrugs at Weasel, and says "What got me into this, I'd rather not share with you."
She waves off a slightly questioning look from Weasel. "It's only because I'm not proud of what I did, and I regret it more than anything. If we weren't both together in this mess then your opinion, however low it is of me now, would be far worse."
She stands, and without looking Weasel in the eyes, takes her pistol from Weasels pocket, checks the magazine, and puts it into her own. "I would much rather you, and the others, stayed away from me. I don't want anything to with you people. Most of you seem to relish in the killing, and for what I tried to do, I only deserve to be alone. Good luck."
With that, Ashley pulls her bright but dirty red hat over her head, pushes past Weasel, and leaves the building.
Almost as soon as she has closed the door, she feels lonely. Only slightly masked by the sound of rainfall are the sounds of the Orks looting, and an engine still burning fumes into the late night. She sets out on her sodden journey away from the others.
Ashley has already gone eight days without enough, if any, sleep before she found the group of survivors and only manages to clear about seven hundred metres of twisting urban cityscape before she slows, and collapses. Urging herself to carry on, she crawls into a small alcove, behind an un-tended urban shrub, and drops into a twitchy, shallow sleep.
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Post by Frontier Guide on Apr 27, 2011 22:38:37 GMT
Scar watches Ash walk off and he follows her keeping to the shadows, when he sees her go to sleep he stops takes out both his chainswords and sits down just outside the alcove, ready to fend off any dangers of the night.
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Post by Tyamius, Shadow Lord on Apr 28, 2011 3:28:17 GMT
(The group all split up?)
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Post by mina on Apr 28, 2011 4:07:14 GMT
Silas sighs finally alone as she slips through the streets like a blink. She knows that the route she is taking is rather hazardous. She frequently stops to watch men run past her searching houses. One or twice they spot her and fire weapons. Then she spends an hour moving in circles to lose them. She glances at the horizon knowing the sun will be up soon and she will have to cease moving. She continues moving forward until she finally spots a guard on his own. He stands looking in a circle. She grins coming up behind him with the skill of one who has been slipping and sliding for a long time. The guard is soon struggling in her grip as she hauls him away and using his jacket ties him up and gags him in one of the ruined buildings.
She lights a smoke leaning down to glare at him as she inhales, “Now, we are gonna talk you and I.” she blows smoke over his head before continuing, “I am going to take this gag off in a moment, you scream, lets put it this way. I can have a bullet in your head, and be 3 kilometers from here in the time it takes them to know something happened.” She inhales again and as she speaks bits of smoke come from her mouth, “I hate killing, it’s a bad thing. But I’ll do it. We clear?” he nods at her as she pulls the gag off and lights him a cigarette. He inhales for a second then looks at her, “Well?” she grins leaning against the wall and admiring his pistol, “How do soldiers come and go from this place?” he grins at her, “Transports come and go from the base, we got a landing strip there.” She nods briskly continuing to smoke, “Good, what’s security like inside?” he shrugs also smoking, “Pretty tight.” She thinks for a moment, “How long they plan to keep us out here running about like animals?” he shrugs again, “I dunno, not high enough to know their plans for you.” She grins, “What pass codes ya got?” he grins at her, “Enough to getcha inside.” She nods as he tells her the passwords and codes, “Cool thanks.” She says in a dry tone. He looks at her as she puts her smoke out on the ruined wall, “You gonna kill me?” she shakes her head, “Nah. Said I wouldn’t, I unlike some don’t deserve bein here.” She grins taking his pistol and cigarettes and stuffing them into her pockets, “Sorry bout this. But I gotta leave ya in here, wait 15 minutes then start screaming for help.” She moves for the hole in the wall. “What’d you do?” he calls. She turns her eyes bright, “I insulted an inquisitor and gave him a bloody nose.” She waves moving off as the sun rises getting as far away as possible before she plunks down in a ruined house and preparing to sleep.
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Post by Esiphas on Apr 28, 2011 6:42:17 GMT
Weasel decides to let Ashely lull things over, instead, she goes outside and stands with Will. 'Who o you keep talking to? I keep hearing you mutter something, and then whenever i steal a look, you're alone. Do you have an imaginary friend or something?'
Kix looks at Weasel leave, and hops down to follow her. He hears weasel say 'who do you keep takling to?' and his eyes widen She had thought the same as he did.
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Post by Tyamius, Shadow Lord on Apr 29, 2011 4:33:35 GMT
"My psyche is damaged to the point of having multiple personalties. I speak to him sometimes." Will said pulling an idea from the top of his head, and walking farther down the roof tops.
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Post by Esiphas on Apr 29, 2011 8:17:18 GMT
Kix could tell Will was lying. He had spent long enough as a criminal and told enough lies himself. But Weasel trusted him just enough to belive him. She was walking behind him, watching his back.
Weasel tapped Wills shoulder. 'You know, you may well be the only decent man here. Tell you what. I'll tell you something if you tell me. Somethings going through your head. I'll keep your secret, no matter how awful or dire. And i wont act against you.'
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Post by Tyamius, Shadow Lord on Apr 29, 2011 12:15:12 GMT
"I don't know what your talking bout man." Will said pulling out one of the hidden blades he carries constantly and pressing it to Weasel's stomach. "Keep quiet or i'll gut you!" He whispers
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Post by mina on Apr 29, 2011 15:06:14 GMT
Screaming fills the rising sun air as the guard just left behind hollers for all his worth. Guards stream in from different locations to see what the trouble is. Silas has been waiting for this as well. Cat napping is a skill well perfected by ladies of the Markos household and she is no exception as she stands and jogs effortlessly towards the base without having to dodge certain intersections anymore. With most of the guards in this section with her guard she can move freely for a few minutes and she takes great advantage of this clearing many miles of city space her feet carrying her as she finally stops sweating and breathing hard in a old market place stall. She throws one leg over the side and moves to hide under the stall. No one looks in here so she should be pretty safe. Her eyes close quickly with the promise of rest as she waits out the hottest busiest part of the day.
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Post by Tyamius, Shadow Lord on Apr 30, 2011 19:54:57 GMT
Sheathing the blade he moves away from the group and breaks into a run dodging down allies to avoid the guard. "Omega, requesting removal now." He said concentrating on his looks and turning his hair a bright blond.
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Post by Esiphas on Apr 30, 2011 20:16:27 GMT
Weasel followed Will, traking him with her sharp hearing. She found him, his chair changing colour. 'Will? Dammit, don't run from me. I'm a friend. I don't care why you talk to yourself. Even if you are betraying me or something. Even if you are betraying us all. I... I lo...' She turns away. 'Oh how do i say it?'
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