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Post by shiivster on Mar 3, 2007 12:07:22 GMT -5
* Jeckle's finger move, and now a tiny red dot is seen on the swamper's head, then it move to the driver's hand and then shines right on the center of the neck. Jeckle wonders HOW to tag the van for tracking later if she's got the scope on the driver. but maybe the back up for Shroud will be enough for what is needed with the SWAT wanna-be's.
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Post by Dome on Mar 3, 2007 13:38:04 GMT -5
With a smile at Tiger's last comment, Dante does two things. First he turns around to try and locate the meeting place. Next he makes sure he can see the DJ setup since being able to see it, means being able to use it for a distraction if need be. To anyone looking at Dante he seems to just be getting an eyeful of the place and nothing more.
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Post by logan on Mar 3, 2007 19:09:29 GMT -5
Patriot
Seeing what is happening, and hearing Jeckle and Shroud, Patriot decides to act. "Jeckle, calm down. Tag the vehicle then cover the building. Shroud, I'm moving in on the driver's side, front to take out the driver." Patriot runs along the edge of the building's roof and then jumps out over the street. Twisting, he shoots out a line to the building behind him swinging him back around and down. Bringing his feet out in front of him, he aims his swing right at the driver's door window intending to swing throug it and hit the driver.
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Post by shiivster on Mar 3, 2007 19:27:34 GMT -5
*the dot vanishes as she switches the line of sight to the wheel. a half smile shows as she squeezes off a single shot and sees the resulting 'poof' cloud that shows a 'hit'. [nat 18+ = solid hit. i like my dyce roller at times. hate it at other times]
*following instructions she comments once 'tag .. you're up ... '. her tone is calm once again as she follows the instruction and resumes her 'watch dog' job of lookout. she hopes that her personal zone alert will be enough to warn her if anyone is coming within its range. otherwise she wont be much help to anyone then
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Post by dakota on Mar 6, 2007 1:47:33 GMT -5
Khris didn't respond to Patriot's message, instead keeping his magnums trained on the would be abductor while hidden beneath his 'shroud'. His flinched at the shattered glass behind him but it drew no more than slight glance from him. " Now boys, lay down all your weapons before my friend with the Barretts sniper cannon starts ventalating you. And I think those 50 calibre shells make such a sodding mess of you blokes."
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Post by thagema on Mar 6, 2007 17:42:39 GMT -5
Outside the club, the situation was tense. The three men outside the van turned towards Shroud's voice, though the man with the rifle didn't lower it. The poor mutant lady was still in shock and hadn't moved.
"Back off. This is official business. This mutant is wanted for questioning in a matter that is not of your concern. I suggest you put away your weapons and move along," one of the pistol weilding men said. "Or we may just have to..."
At that point, a loud crash came from the opposite side of the van. Patriot swung out of the darkness and aimed directly for the driver. The driver, who had no idea the attack was coming, grunted as glass bounced harmlessly off his armor, quickly followed by Patriot's booted feet. The man fell over into the passenger seat, bumping the man there and pushing him slightly out the window in a comical domino effect. Unfortunately, Patriot was in a somewhat difficult position as he hung outside the van and it would take him a moment to right himself.
The driver remained motionless as the armed men outside the van spun at the loud noise. The passenger was slightly pinned beneath the driver and, at this point, was not a threat as the driver collided with his head and he was temporarily stunned.
The remaining three (no more men are in the vehicle) began waving around their weapons, unsure of where the next attack may come. Judging from their body language, they were becoming very jumpy making their next moves unpredictable.
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Post by logan on Mar 6, 2007 18:37:47 GMT -5
Patriot
Letting himself fall backwards out of the window, he caught himself with his hands and flipped his legs back in order to regain his feet. Drawing his shield down and one of his .45s, he came from around the front of the van holding his shield up so it would be recognized. "Perhaps you'd care to show your warrants then, gentlemen." His voice was authoritative and loud. He kept himself alert to any change in the kinetic energy around them in case one of them decided to fire off a round. If any of them begin to fire, he will use his power to slow the bullet to a crawl.
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Post by shiivster on Mar 7, 2007 11:02:40 GMT -5
*other than a strange comment by Jeckle that carried to Patriot and Shroud of 'that sounded like it might have been humourous to watch .. ', little to nothing is heard from her as she continues to watch the club while they deal with teh van. her part was simple .. targeting sight turned on and cover the driver so he knew it, then to fire a round of the radioactive dust into the wheel hub for later tracking.
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Post by dakota on Mar 7, 2007 12:17:40 GMT -5
Not as concerned by the taser as he was the handguns, Khris kept his pistols aimed at the two backup men, his laser sights on their chests. " Sorry pal, but we canna just walk away now, can we?" He shouted at their target. " Miss, unless you want to join these gentleman, I suggest you get your bloody tail out of here, NOW! Kiddo, you listening up there? These jokers donna drop these weapons out of my sodding face, you know what to do."
Letting his camoflague drop, he smirked and made eye contact with the one that had spoke," You ever seen whot a fifty caliber round will do to you and this range? Tsk tsk, whot a messy corpse you're gonna make."
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Post by shiivster on Mar 7, 2007 15:37:31 GMT -5
* Jeckle blinks once, then without thinking shanges ammo clips and gets the other 'tag' shot out of the barrel and comments over the mic so they both hear 'your call .. how big a splash you want? clean severing of the head from a body do for a start?'
*tothe other two on the ground, they see a red dot appear on the neck of the one in front of them, go check out the armor and then settle on the back of the neck once more and then it doesn't waver.
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Post by thagema on Mar 7, 2007 18:17:10 GMT -5
As the situation escalates outside, inside the club Tiger casually walks up to the Tribe at the bottom of the stairs.
Before she can say a word, he steps aside and says, "After you, miss."
Dante spots the DJ booth on the far side of the club, opposite the bar. The dance floor is occupied, but not heavily. Getting through would be simple enough... though that tentacle-legged... umm... person might pose a slight problem if him/her/it decides to get a little wild with the dancing.
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Post by albatross on Mar 7, 2007 21:44:28 GMT -5
[Tiger]
She walks up the stairs. Only Dante realizes she is using her will to keep her mind focused on the task at hand rather than the team outside the club.
She concentrates on going up the stairs, outwardly, she seems completely composed and relaxed as if she felt right at home. Not hurrying, not hesitating.
At the top of the stairs, she waits for Tribe to join her, mindful not to get ahead of herself.
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Post by shiivster on Mar 8, 2007 11:56:32 GMT -5
' ... hmmm ... hold on a sec .. got it .. hope he dont mind loosing his arm from the elbow down.. shot coming in on the garbage can to the left by the wall. tell them that much then i'll blow the can outta there then you guys are back on'
*the red dot meanwhile wavers a little, but it remains like glue to the spine of the guy.
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Post by thagema on Mar 9, 2007 13:42:02 GMT -5
At the top of the stairs is a typical wood door. The Tribe at the bottom of the stairs doesn't follow her up. In fact, he isn't even looking at her. A few patrons glance at Tiger, but they don't linger. A moment later the door opens and there is another Tribe, except in button up, white shirt, tie and khaki pants. A name tag on his left breast says "Manager", though there's no name.
"Come in," he says. Beyond the door is a short hallway that takes a sharp right turn. A few pictures line the walls and a door is visible. After Tiger enters, Tribe closes the door.
"Follow me," he says as he passes her. He leads Tiger to the door with an engraved sign reading "MANAGER". He opens the door for Tiger than follows her in. Motioning to a seat in front of his modest desk, he takes his seat.
"Now, there's only two reasons why you are in this club. One will get you thrown out, literally. And don't lie to me. So, why are you here," he says threateningly.
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Post by albatross on Mar 10, 2007 9:15:17 GMT -5
[Tiger]
She ignores his threatening tone, her gaze and smile unwavering. "I came here to meet you," she says with calm conviction. "Where we go from here is up to you."
"Perhaps there is something important you need accomplished, some difficult help that you need. Or, if you are comfortable and self-sufficient, maybe one of your friends has something that they really need done." She pauses, surveying the manager, gauging his response.
Inside her head, Dante can feel her sincerity. She had planned to be helpful all along, and she is not dissappointed nor surprized that Tribe isn't forthcoming with the information she needs.
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