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| Glorious Dogs; Glory and Hunters ACT 2.5 (interlude) | |
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| Topic Started: Nov 26 2013, 12:35 AM (10,532 Views) | |
| Tojoyama | Nov 26 2013, 12:35 AM Post #1 |
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'du Sabre's Trading Post' Small shuttles come an go about once per night. They usually stay for days, or even weeks. Crews trade goods, some even legal. Rest up and make repairs out from under the watchful eye. The crew of Glory have retrieved their ship, but it's been slow going getting her patched up and ready for hard flying in the black. The smaller Witchbreak ship folk have helped out, making a run or two or three to the not far off city of Deja Thoris. A city with little to do with the Alliance, it's been peaceful as both crews rest, have gotten to know each other a little. Two weeks and it's getting time to be moving on. Trade with others has been 'profitable'. Desired goods purchased, full larders even if not with the best of flavors; and crew members have considered their choices, and discuss them still. And there's a confirmed rumor that Sonya and Tobias Hawke have been sighted on Athens (Sonya's home). Confirmed by a Sonya family member. |
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| Tojoyama | Jan 9 2014, 06:38 AM Post #61 |
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"The Independents that still fight. The ones that never surrendered. They're scattered. Disorganized. Other groups too. Newton got it all from Senator Seliator, the alliance wants it to hunt them down; but Seliator wanted to use it for leverage. Phoenix wants to destroy it, maintian the status quo." "But we've got it. We'll link up." Her eyes were almost dreamy. Then there was a slow transformation again in her eyes. Darkness. Now she looked more like Bosch. "those drugs that bitch gave me...." She squeezed her eyes tight. Shook her head. Then with a twitch she made a small little leap to her feet. "I'll peel her skin off." Her body wavered, eyes went a little glazy again; then clear. they focused on the First Mate. She smiled the dark smile, the one that knew that you knew what she could do. "Becker." Bosch said. She looked around. "And Glory." ![]() Dustdevils..... term for terrorists, post Unification War, that still fight. First to be derisive, later they adopted it. Small cells, not much of a threat... ... some target just military, some other targets. or Dustdevils... the last remaining freedom fighters, those that will not forgive the treachery of their own leaders at Serenity Valley. |
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| abbey | Jan 10 2014, 05:06 PM Post #62 |
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Abe heard the ruckus start down where Ian was. "Sonovabitch," she muttered as she moved towards the door. "I knew that him goin' down on his own was stupid..." She kicked the door in, but didn't barge down all willy nilly. She crouched down and stuck her head out for just a second to take in the scene before whipping her head back and out of the way. There was blood and she knew it was Ian's. Mainly because he hadn't gotten off a shot... yet. Based on that assumption, she knew that the man Ian was meeting was the aggressor. "Sonovabitch," she repeated, gripping Dude firmly. She hadn't shot it since she was injured. She looked up at the others. "I need a distraction or somethin'. I get a clear shot, no matter how small it may be, I will drop the guy." She knew that the others didn't know her from Adam. "I don't miss," she clarified. She got ready to go at any moment. One way or another she was going to get down there to help Ian out, even if she had to lay down on the floor so that she was flush to the floor and shoot from there. She relaxed and gripped Dude again. Man... she thought. This is gonna hurt like a bitch. Edited by abbey, Jan 10 2014, 05:06 PM.
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| MacTrom | Jan 11 2014, 02:04 AM Post #63 |
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[- sheesh! I missed the action post completely! Ah, well, this works... -] Sylandra drew back slightly as Abe kicked open the door. As the other woman held her weapon ready, Syl nodded in agreement. She knelt near the other side of the doorframe and also took a lightning fast flick of the head to get an instant view of who was where. Then she swiveled Bruce up, aiming high into the ceiling at the far end of the room. A long burst to get other's heads down and give Abe her opening. Then she pulled back and reached left hand back into her bag for a stun grenade. She palmed it and hooked her thumb into the safety pin. |
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| Tojoyama | Jan 11 2014, 03:56 AM Post #64 |
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The man was a master, and he was too close; Ian knew the man would have killed him if that had been his intention. A slow punch to Ian's kidney was easily blocked and then the gunfire began. The razor sharp shuriken flew across the room. Ian was jerked in front of then past Newton Devicci's exposed body. Abe slinked in and fired once. The bullet entered Newton's exposed temple and he went down to a quiet and immediate death. The shuriken struck Sylandra's exposed arm, cutting clean but not sticking. T.K. farther back heard approaching steps, "We've got company." He started firing. "A lot of company." He backed down the stairs and into the room firing, he took a bullet to the side and kept shooting, slammed the door shut leaving them all in the basement room. "Grenades" someone shouted from the far side of the door and up the stairs. |
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| ian dugan | Jan 11 2014, 11:11 AM Post #65 |
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As Newton had stood, Ian stood too. He was not ready for the violence the ensued next. As fast on the draw that Ian was, Newton was faster with his punch to his face. Even as blood spattered from his ruined nose, Ian pulled Ghost with his left hand only to have a small, slinder blade plunged through it at the juncture of his palm and thumb. Shooting with that hand would come much later. His right hand had covered his nose, but before he could think to draw Ryder, Newton attacked again. He held a shuriken in one hand and punched at Ian's kidney with the other. Ian shoved his pain back and blocked the jab with his right and followed through with a punch of his own. Before he could connect, Newton's head exploded in a geyser of blood and brain "Damnb! I woth thapossed tob dob that." He listened to the report after turing on his ear bud. "Check himb then we go. TK! Shoot frob the bah-ack. I meand the rear. Shoot and mooba. We're on our way." He pulled the blade from his hand and tucked it in his tak-vest pocket. |
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| MacTrom | Jan 12 2014, 10:26 AM Post #66 |
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Sylandra cursed under her breath. "Crap shoot. We're pinned in and they're droppin' frags on us." She tapped the earbud stuck in her left ear. "Rose, Syl. Newton down and gone. Heavy boots above us. We're sealed in." She listened for a response before dropping the flash bang back into her bag. "No sense sittin' this one out. " She turned to Ian. "You figure on just rushin' them? I'll back you, but best be quick. " |
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| Becker | Jan 12 2014, 12:17 PM Post #67 |
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Glory Mike swallowed spit as Ryobi seemed to come out of her haze and transformed. "Bosch." She seemed to recognise him and the ship from times past, at least that was the connection he made. Mike's mind flickered threw what he knew of Bosch, and the fights he had managed to avoid in favour of diffusing bombs and taking shotgun blasts to the leg. "You are Bosch right? And you know you're safe here, we're giving you a home." Becker felt the need to stress that. While Dugan was quick to trust, the XO was quicker to go paranoid and doubt the reliability of certain acquaintances. A hand was instinctively held open and back with the palm towards Trina as if commanding her to stay behind him, and leaving room for the command to get gone if things went south. |
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| Tojoyama | Jan 12 2014, 12:51 PM Post #68 |
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The Kitchen. Khei retreated out the kitchen window and scampered across the street to where Slade had gone. The Basement. The lights went out to near total darkness. The only illumination was the outline of a door on the wall farthest from the basement door leading up. A quick investigation would reveal a secret door, which would have been impossible to find; if it had not been left open. Beyond it a passage to the house across the street. GLORY. "Yes. Bosch." Her face grimaced, "and Ryobi... it's ... confusing." Her face looked serious, then she smiled. "I'm not danger to you unless you're against the independents; but as for home, I have another now. " |
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| MacTrom | Jan 12 2014, 01:02 PM Post #69 |
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Sylandra turned sharply at the sudden darkness, spotting the thin outline of the hidden doorway. "O're there! Move, quick!" She slung her pistol over her shoulder and pulled a few items out of her bag of tricks. A moment or two and she had her trap set. Thin wire connecting the basement door knob to a hook overhead, suspending the frag grenade in a deadman harness. She slipped the safety pin out and stepped back to follow the rest out of the room. Any disturbance of the door being opened or blown, would detonate the grenade as well. Hopefully, stopping or at least slowing down any followers. |
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| Becker | Jan 12 2014, 01:15 PM Post #70 |
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Glory Becker's hand relaxed. "Consider it a holiday home." "I think most of us like to think of our coat as being a little brown. Even if we didn't get into any war." He spoke for himself more than anyone else. Mike knew for a fact that Trina had a lot more favourable involvement. Michael held his breath for a moment before landing on a question. "What happened to you? How'd you get all," a finger circled around by his head, "swizz cheesed?" |
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| Tojoyama | Jan 14 2014, 03:20 AM Post #71 |
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GLORY "Swizz Cheesed, yeah I could eat...." She smiled, soft the unassuming easy to trust Ryobi/Bosch. "Professional Psychometric Personality Restructuring. They wanted me to be more open to suggestions. Instead I developed an alternate personality. Two of us in here, all the time. Ryobi on her high minded horse., Bosch on her narcissistic self loathing." "Rut you bitch." "You'd like that wouldn't you?" She/They laughed. "Compromise reached. We kill for the underground, the freedom fighters. Newton Devicci has the list that Senator Seliator has. With it, we can unite those across the 'verse." Her eyes narrowed, "And Ian is doing what in all this?" BASEMENT The secret passage was small and tight, the footing uneven. It turned by deliberate design, zigged and zagged. Behind them an explosion, the concussion tearing through the open secret door and knocking them all down. Footsteps followed if they could be heard, then Sylandra's grenade followed with a few screams. Ears popped, the group crawled and groped forward. the passage was smoky. Minutes passed, new noises followed behind them. ABOVE ON THE STREET Slade and Khei looked for their allies approaching by any of the rendevous exits. They did not see them. WITCHBREATH Rose replied, but whatever it was, Sylandra could not hear it in the underground passage. Edited by Tojoyama, Jan 17 2014, 03:51 AM.
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| ian dugan | Jan 14 2014, 10:58 AM Post #72 |
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Ian first made sure that Abe was near by and followed Sylandra down into the passage. If he were to enter into an area with a unknown number of shooters, he'd first send in a Flash-Bang. He'd done it before No sonner that he had the thought than a Flash Bang was used back into the basement. But it was an industrial sized one and even as Ian covered his ears, he was knocked to the floor by the blast. He motioned that they move on. He felt, more than heard the trap that had been set go off and knew that they'd have company soon. Ian motioned that they get up and move as fast as they could to the end of the passage. They had to get out and away. |
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| Tojoyama | Jan 17 2014, 03:55 AM Post #73 |
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BASEMENT - UNDERGROUND The passage zigged and zagged to what seemed to be a building on the other side of the street. It was hard to tell exactly due to the uneven angles of the turns. A door opened into what looked to be a junk filled basement of a residence or business. Old crates, boxes, odds and ends. A narrow set of stairs led straight up to a closed door. (feel free to pick up/steal an old non-electrical antique if you so choose) To the rear of the group gun fire was exchanged with whoever was last in the group (claim that spot?). |
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| Becker | Jan 17 2014, 09:24 AM Post #74 |
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Glory Michael was surprised at how many times he could raise his eyebrows in reaction to Ryobi. Or Bosch. Whichever was appropriate. He was however starting to understand who was in front of him, and felt some was safer with her. Until a stare met him.
"Walking into to a trap if my gut's right." Mike scrunched up his mouth, echoing frustration that he couldn't get through on message, and couldn't think of another action to take. "This Newton Devici you mentioned. Ian needs his head. Dun't need the rest of him." Becker looked back to Trina for a second. "Look, this here's a Doc. Is there anything you need? Anything wrong?" He wanted to get through that before everything else. |
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| MacTrom | Jan 17 2014, 10:34 AM Post #75 |
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As they turned the last corner, Sylandra allowed the others to proceed while she shouldered against the rock wall. The creaking of the old door being opened by one of the others, and she turned back to spray a long burst back down the tunnel at their pursuers. Backing through the doorway, she dropped her empty clip and slapped in a second one, pulled from her bag. She snapped the bolt forward and watched as the "sniper" pushed an old rickety desk against the inside of the door, while Abe piled on junk to weight it down. She stood guard at the door with the others checked out the exit route. |
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| ian dugan | Jan 18 2014, 02:24 AM Post #76 |
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The pages crinkled at the small of his back as Ian moved. He knew that he could not actually hear them, but more so, felt them move. Hehoped that the others would not notice. Course, he did wear his Duster, so he doubted anyone did. He was also greatful that Sylandra took rear guard position as his eyes still wartered due to his broken nose and he couls not see clearly enough to shoot veary far. He nodded his thanks and continued up the stairs into the basement. He helped blockade the door. "It wonba hol long. Don wait long.." He was first up the stairs and opening the door for a look-see. |
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| abbey | Jan 23 2014, 09:23 AM Post #77 |
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When Abe pulled the trigger on the shot that killed Newton, the flash of pain that went up her arm was a bitch, although it wasn't as bad as she imagined it was going to be. She only had a moment to relax before figuring out that this whole thing was one big trap. She raced down the stairs to Ian's side and looked him over quickly. There was a lot of blood, but the nose bled like a gusher sometimes when broken. Ian was doing OK. She could tell because he didn't slow down one little bit. "We've got company." "A lot of company." "Grenades" Damn... It was a HUGE trap. "Damnb! I woth thapossed tob dob that." Abe still smiled at Ian's speech. She couldn't help it. It was funny. "If you can stop getting your face bashed in and knives stuck in you, then you could've probably done it," she whispered in his ear. "But you didn't." Sylandra was on board with taking the fight to whomever was coming and so was Abe. She hated being cornered and she didn't feel like getting shot again. After the lights went out, she followed Ian as he moved further into the basement. There was a light. There wasn't much, but it indicated that something was up there. Hopefully it was something that was helpful and not a whole boatload of people who would like to see them dead. Sylandra was the one who spotted the door. A door was a good thing, right? Well, she covered the interior of the door as they opened it. Ian's hand was compromised so he was going to need just a little bit of help. They went in, having no where else to go and it was a good thing since a concussion grenade went off where they were originally at. One that was enough to knock them off their feet all the way down the hall. Of course, due to her proximity, she fell directly on the Capt'n. She looked down at him with that OMG expression and rolled off the guy asap. In her messed up head, even that much contact in that certainly unromantic setting was enough to get things all sturred up. Talk about confusing. Sylandra followed up with one of their own, causing her eardums to pop painfully. Now the loudest thing Abe could hear was the incessant hissing in her ears. Great... And the smoke didn't help either. Now Abe knew what it was like to be Helen Keller. So they moved away as fast as they could. They couldn't stick around, that was quite apparent. They arrived in a room that was filled with crates and antiques and such. Abe saw an antique Colt pistol nearby and almost liberated it for all her troubles, but the gunfire behind them got her attention instead. Sylandra took up rear guard as she and Ian barricaded the door. At least with the door shut away, it would give them some cover and perhaps cut the smoke off and allow them a chance to clear their vision. Once they were done stacking things against the door, she took off after Ian, keeping low and providing cover for anything that could come up ahead of them. "It wonba hol long. Don wait long.." Abe smiled again at him. "You sound funny," she yelled with a smirk. She didn't know if he heard her, but she couldn't quite help but make the comment. When the door opened, she hoped it revealed something she would be happy about. But if it didn't, she was ready. |
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| Tojoyama | Jan 24 2014, 02:33 AM Post #78 |
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An old man stood just on the other side of the door, his hands shook as he aimed a cheap off the assembly line shotgun at Ian; is swept clumsily around as the others came into the small living room from the basement. "Who, what're doin' in my house, you git, you git now or I'll....." he fumbled at the safety catch of the trigger mechanism. "What is you old coot?" shouted an old woman from up a stair case. There was a hall that lead to a front door, and opposite a kitchen and a back door. |
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| ian dugan | Jan 25 2014, 01:47 PM Post #79 |
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As clear as he could, Ian spoke. "Easy, Elder.We jus took a wrong turn. We mean you no harm. Look, we'll jus be goin ..." He had holstered his sidearm and put his bad hand in his pocket. He could not do anything blood that still fell from his nose. He started to lead his roup toward the way out, or just down the hall as it seemed. |
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| MacTrom | Jan 25 2014, 03:50 PM Post #80 |
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As the others exited the tunnel/basement, Sylandra backed out of the door. Turning to find Ian talking to the older couple, she grimaced. She tilted her pistol toward the floor to show no hostile intent. "There are a few more followin' who might take except'n t' your domicile. Best guess you either follow outside with us or not be here when they get here." |
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