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| Topic Started: Jan 14 2013, 09:20 AM (1,219 Views) | |
| Devil Tongue | Feb 23 2013, 10:06 PM Post #61 |
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Slade gave a silent nod, all business now. The sniper crouched behind a pile of rubble as he unslung the rifles. Using the debris in front of him as a base, Jackson wrapped the shoulder strap of the tranq. rifle around his wrist a couple of times before grasping the barrel. Devil tounge looked through the scope, wiped it clean as he made a few adjustments, and looked again. From set up to completion it had only taken the trained killer a matter of seconds, then he gave TK a slight nod. He was covered. |
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| loneviking | Feb 25 2013, 01:12 PM Post #62 |
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Master of Disaster
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Slade could see through his scope two figures fighting each other. One crouched behind a wall in a full black exoskeleton, the other wearing a brown duster with a broken mechanical arm, laying on his back near a badly damaged vehicle.
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| Grav | Feb 28 2013, 07:32 AM Post #63 |
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Rednomore
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Travis flattened himself against the half burnt remains of a ground car as something exploded nearby. He gritted his teeth, the taste of ash on his tongue. Looking back he caught sight of Slade, sighting down his rifle and past Travis. He wasn't sure what the man was looking at, but offered him a quick nod regardless before jumping back to his feet and over the twisted hood of the car. Landing with a thud, Travis held onto his rifle tightly with one hand, the other held out before him, helping guide him through the smoke and past the rubble. With a little effort he cleared a large, collapsed wall, flames from the building nearby licking at his face as he passed by, headed straight down the street. |
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Stephen Tiberius "Handsome" Harry Mallow Travis "TK" Kamino Col. Samuel Brock - XO Dreadnaught I say potato, you say potatoe, he says roll plus six sword of Doom. | |
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| Devil Tongue | Feb 28 2013, 04:40 PM Post #64 |
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Mudder
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Slade took a deep, measured breath, let it out slowly, then eased down on the trigger. His target was the neck joint on the exo-armor, the weakest point he could think to shoot. Neither Brenn nor TK had given the sniper a description of his target, but Jackson wasn't discouraged; he just figured he'd take both the men down with tranqs, and figure out who was his payday after. At the look of things, it was better to take out the teched up guy before the other possible mark wasn't around to collect on any more. |
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| loneviking | Feb 28 2013, 11:02 PM Post #65 |
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Master of Disaster
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An explosion rocked the ground as flames shot up in the distance, about a block away in a street. For those trained in weapons and combat, it could be identified as a grenade. The figure in the black exoskeleton was thrown backwards in a pile of rubble while the second figure in the brown duster took off running in the opposite direction. Slade had taken the shot but missed due to the explosion throwing off his mark. The figure in the exoskeleton got up, although his suit was slightly charred and ran after the one in the brown duster. |
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| Grav | Mar 3 2013, 02:18 AM Post #66 |
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Another patch of tarmac exploded in a hail of smoke and debris, Travis automatically dropped into a low slide, coming at the corner of a burning building. Glancing out, he spotted two figures near the source, neither of which seemed to be interested in him. Two. There wasn't meant to be two. He squinted at the retreating individuals, unable to see much of either. Turning around, he looked back toward Slade and raised one arm, making a small gesture with his hand at the sniper. Before the man had a chance to reply, he turned back and rose to his feet, and with a quiet grunt took off after the men, down the street. |
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Stephen Tiberius "Handsome" Harry Mallow Travis "TK" Kamino Col. Samuel Brock - XO Dreadnaught I say potato, you say potatoe, he says roll plus six sword of Doom. | |
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| Devil Tongue | Mar 3 2013, 05:17 AM Post #67 |
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Mudder
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Slade shook his head to clear it of the smoke, and saw his partner make a gesture before running off down the ruined street. For his part, Jackson once more sighted down his barrel and sighted the two men. One was likely the target, but he hadn't been given a description so he didn't know which. What he was aware of was he had four shots remaining in this rifle, and he needed to make them count. To that end, he drew a bead on the man in the duster, and fired again. He logic was simple; the figure in the exo-suit was clearly interested in the other fellow, and if he went down his pursuer would pause for a moment. Maybe only a few seconds, but that was all the ex-pirate would need to tranq. him too. If nothing else, it would hopefully grant TK precious time to catch up to the pair. |
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| loneviking | Mar 4 2013, 02:49 PM Post #68 |
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Master of Disaster
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As Slade fired the dart, the man in the duster turned around and fired off a shot at the man in the exoskeleton, blowing his sword arm completely off at the elbow. The dart then impacted the the neck of the man in the duster, causing his movements to get sluggish. The man in the exoskeleton collapsed to his knees, only to get back up again. With his remaining arm he grabbed the sword and charged Tobias with his arm fully extended.
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| Grav | Mar 5 2013, 01:16 PM Post #69 |
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Bounding down the street from cover to cover, the two figures came into clear sight. Hawke seemed to be sighting some faceless monstrosity, and it was most certainly that. Travis maintained his approach, even as Tobias evened the odds a little. Another whizzing sound passed by, he didn't spot the target, but it was comforting to know he wasn't alone. Turning his attention back to the fight, his eyes widened. Hawke looked slightly dazed, the fight in his eyes but less in his form, meanwhile the sword wielding robot was rushing him. "JACKSON!" yelled Travis, letting the man know his immediate attention was required if they were going to take Hawke in one, still breathing, piece. Travis steadied the still unfired plasma rifle with his shoulder, flicking the safety off as he brought it to bear on the speedy exoskeleton. Letting out a long, soft breath, he gently squeezed the trigger. |
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Stephen Tiberius "Handsome" Harry Mallow Travis "TK" Kamino Col. Samuel Brock - XO Dreadnaught I say potato, you say potatoe, he says roll plus six sword of Doom. | |
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| loneviking | Mar 5 2013, 04:16 PM Post #70 |
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