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Post by Bergy on Mar 7, 2015 21:39:42 GMT
"Oh great, a black van. We might not be the only ones here." She turns to the wolf man. "Hey big guy, mind watching our backs on the way out?"
Any information is better than none, Elexa thinks to herself as she pessimistically approaches the desk.
(OOC: Elexa searches the desk for any and all available information)
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Post by Darkender on Mar 8, 2015 16:10:46 GMT
Michael watched the van eerily as the group slowly dispersed. "This seems a little too easy."
"...Yeah, sure." He replied to Elexa. He gulped audibly as he held up his sagging shorts tightly.
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Post by kevindwolf93 on Mar 9, 2015 3:53:09 GMT
Karen kneeled down, hoping to keep out of view of the van...just in case anyone was inside.
"I'll stick with Michael here, he might need a hand after everything that's gone down. You don't mind do ya big guy?" she asked the wolf boy.
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Post by treacherous on Mar 9, 2015 22:06:26 GMT
Pascal grabs up everything on the shelf with the container and shoves it in a bag, he then heads towards the exit hoping anyone he encounters thinks he’s an employee. To be continued…
Abbey peers into the room on the left side. (6 - Fail/ Abby cannot see thru the murky darkness of the room.)
Karen sticks next to the big hairy guy.
Michael is like, “Whatever”.
Elexa searches the lobby front desk. (Typical office supplies. It has already been ransacked. Nothing major except the dead body slumped on the floor riddled with bullet holes.)
So the main group is inching past the front windows trying to stay concealed in case someone is in the van. Elexa is finding more of the same nothing. Meanwhile, Abbey is turning up nothing in the room nearby. As they are basically doing nothing, they hear gunshots from upstairs…
Pascal… you are in an encounter. Prepare yourself.
Main group, you have two choices now…
Head back upstairs or head out the front door and leave. Please make that decision now individually or as a group.
Pascal, please do not post until further notice.
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Post by deo on Mar 10, 2015 22:35:31 GMT
Abby heard the gunshot. She smiled.
"Called it. That was definitely our little friend getting his head blown open. Ah, well, nothing to do now."
Unable to get a good look at the dark room, Abby instead turns her attention to the van outside. She probes it empathically trying to pick up on the thoughts of anyone waiting inside.
(OOC: Abby uses her int powers to mind scan the van. Like she did in the other hallway)
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Post by Darkender on Mar 11, 2015 3:17:04 GMT
The gun shot startled Michael. He fell to the floor for cover.
(He watches the exits and looks out for trouble)
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Post by kevindwolf93 on Mar 11, 2015 6:00:07 GMT
Karen likewise kept low, she wasn't a fan of guns. She'd met face-to-face with a few over her life, but it was never fun.
"Ok, so kind of with Abby on this one" Karen whispered. her stomach knotted a bit, the poor idiot made his choice but she felt bad still. Of course she wanted to live long enough to extract some revenge so she just stayed out of gun range.
"You ok michael?" she asks, wondering if he had any particular bad experiences with firearms.
OOC: Karen hunkers down, because screw getting shot when the medic's ideas of first aid are paddles
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Post by Bergy on Mar 11, 2015 14:05:08 GMT
"Of course there's nothing here." Elexa's head spins around at the sound of the gunshot. He should have stuck with the group.
"Let's not just wait around, while he's getting riddled with bullets seems an excellent time to leave."
OOC: Elexa makes for the exit.
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Post by Darkender on Mar 11, 2015 15:45:23 GMT
"Yeah, I think I'm fine." Michael replied. In that instance, it was as if he forgot about his abilities. He was almost embarrassed, but there wasn't time for that.
"Do you think that other dude's dead?"
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Post by kevindwolf93 on Mar 11, 2015 18:14:53 GMT
Karen was glad their big gun was alright, if he was in control then they had a chance.
"Well, if they missed or he's bulletproof then he's got a chance" Karen answered Michael. She wasn't pressing her luck about either situation. "That means we could be in trouble though...I'll be going out with a fight if I need to though, how bout you?"
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Post by Darkender on Mar 11, 2015 18:47:55 GMT
"I didn't plan on dying today." He replied to Karen.
He rose slightly. "Should we run for the door?"
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Post by kevindwolf93 on Mar 11, 2015 19:18:18 GMT
"Good answer. Though if ya wanna stay alive...I say give it a second" Karen answered. She waited for a follow up of some kind; footsteps downstairs, more gunshots, a screaming Pascal. Just this once, she'd prefer knowing her odds.
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Post by Bergy on Mar 13, 2015 13:46:20 GMT
"Whoever's up there shooting is hearing the same alarm we are. And this is definitely the exit they'll be coming for. I don't plan on being in this lobby when they do. If you would all like to hunker down here and get shot that's fine, you can slow them down for me."
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Post by kevindwolf93 on Mar 17, 2015 5:41:50 GMT
"Sorry girl, but you're making quite a few assumptions about how cover works. If they catch us out in the open, the last thing I want to do is pray that they ran out of bullets" Karen whispered back, keeping tot he shadows and behind whatever she could fit under for protection. She was a close-up fighter, if they were going to get into a fight then she'd prefer having as much of an edge as possible. Which is why she stood a few feet from michael.
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