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Post by knightc3 on May 20, 2008 10:18:01 GMT -5
He would have to thank Valera later, if he lived to see her again that is. He slid over the table knocking the things on it to the ground as the sound and light died down. He had 2 seconds to cover the 7 or so feet between here and the steel door, open it, and somehow survive the explosions that would cause outside, as he didn't have time to diffuse the auto trigger on the door. He didn't bother picking up the Valkrys gun as he knew it would weigh him down for no reason. All he had now was the explosives belt and his dual Eagles.
He saw the demon clutching her eyes and screaming in a scream that would have frozen his blood cold if it hadn't been for the adrenalin that was pumping through him, as close to death he was now. He had the urge to shoot this vulnerable demon in the head but again, there was no time even for the fast draw he had. He ran through the door and closed his eyes as he hit the door shoulder first to fling it outwards causing a faint click that was soon drowned by the double explosions, inside and outside that sent him flying through the air.
Fortunately, the force from the contained one in his former home pushed him high up in the air and he was able to avoid getting gored by his own bombs outside. As he flew through the air for what seemed to him like a few seconds, he wondered if he would be in one piece when he finally landed.
((I leave you to describe the outside minions and the reinforcements and such and what happened both outside and inside ;D ))
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Post by Da Pwny on May 20, 2008 20:49:27 GMT -5
Valera pushed her way through the rubble, which had somehow not completely covered the trap door beneath the desk. Her gun was still there, though a chunk of 'crete had crushed the barrel in, but it wasn't like she was using it to shoot anything anyways. Using it once again as a crutch, she got to her feet as she beaconed the lady out, who was now dressed in pants and two overlapping, slightly-oversized, long-sleeved shirts to completely cover up her breasts. The helicopters were noticeably closer now, and there was still hope for rescue as of yet... Searching the broken desk, she found a grenade that fit the still-workable launcher at the end of her assault rifle, which she stuffed into it just in case she needed to clear a crowd sometime in the near future as she hobbled towards the door.
Valera kept herself aware of the surroundings as she stumbled over rubble, watching every step she took as things just seemed to go crazy all around her. She could hear rapid gunfire going on outside, and as she and the goddess reached the door, the light was almost blinding in the sparkling evening lights as searchlights scanned the area ahead; those searchlights were attached to helicopters, helicopters that were her and the broken goddess's only hope of getting out of this nightmare alive...
Pieces of minion laid all about the area, scattered like black confetti everywhere. One of the few outside the blast zone- a particularly fat bastard who'd just gotten over here with the others and was huffing, puffing and groaning extensively about how his buttocks hurt- actually provided Jack with a rather convenient landing. Knarve, who was still alive but fairly much out of it, cursed and swore from under the wreckage as she struggled to get free, and ultimately failing for the time being. They would get away for now, but the goddess at least was destined to meet with her again, and then they would settle things as they should be...
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Post by knightc3 on May 20, 2008 23:02:33 GMT -5
Jack shook his head and then sprang up to his feet, as he felt the 'ground' he had landed on, moving. He turned to realize he had in fact landed on a fat, ogre like minion, but thankfully a lot weaker than one. Almost instinctively, Jack pulled out both his pistols and shot them empty into the head of the creature. As he relaxed his grip and dropped his hands to his side, he noticed the searchlights that were now trained at him and very soon a lot of guns as well.
"Oh crap...", he murmured to himself, dropping his guns and raising his hands behind his head. There was no way he was going to get out of this one. All he can hope for right now was they didn't shoot him before Valera showed up, or if she ever did. It wouldn't take more than a few seconds for them to realize, after the explosions, who he was. Ironically, the valkrys was his only hope of survival now, but he doubted she would let him get away or escape. She was after all, still working for the government.
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Post by Da Pwny on May 21, 2008 20:31:55 GMT -5
Valera moved as fast as she could out what had been the entrance, using her free arm to wave the helicopters over to her. She saw some soldiers rip-lining out of one copter, taking Jack into custody. Valera would have to speak with her superiors about getting his ass out of the grinder, as he had risk his life to save hers when he could have simply abandoned her to die.
Still, for now, she just appreciated that she was going home for once; more than likely destined to get stuck in a hospital for a few months while her leg and other injuries recovered, but it was better than dying out here. Valera just hoped she could get Jack to see how the world had changed, which she would need to explain after she got back. Right now, there was nothing she could do but watch as he was taking back to the first heli, while she and the goddess were pulled into the second, but there would be time back at home to get stories straightened out. Most likely, she would either fail in getting him out or, if she succeeded, he'd be best left in the private sector, which would benefit greatly from his expertise in explosives; it would also give him time for his wounds to hopefully heal emotionally and physically... What she hadn't noticed, mostly because she was too relieved to be rescued, was that the markings on the helis weren't government-issued...
*Red rover, red rover, get Jess's ass here on over >.>*
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Post by knightc3 on May 22, 2008 0:48:46 GMT -5
He sighed as he saw the soldiers drop from the helicopters. At least they were not gonna shoot him, yet. He dared a glance towards the two women coming out of his now crumbled home. He wondered what had become of the demon. As his hands were restrained behind him and he was stripped of his explosives belt, he hoped she wouldn't come out charging. He looked around and found his guns in their hostlers which was now in the hands of another soldier.
Suddenlt he frowned. The uniforms were so different from what he remembered and of those he had been going against till now. Had they suddenly decided to change it or was this a special devision of the army? He looked around to see Valera and the godess climb onto the helicopter without a fuss. He relaxed, only a bit, seeing Valera not react to the same thing. He let himself being led on the helicopter rather roughly, not that he expected anything less and wondered what was to become of him now.
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Post by Da Pwny on May 27, 2008 20:31:40 GMT -5
*ok, i'm out of bridging material... unless someone else viable joins, i'm declaring this RP deceased b/c i can't figure out exactly how to move it forward >.<*
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Post by The Mammoth on May 31, 2008 4:22:37 GMT -5
**are you kidding me? You give up to quickly**
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