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Post by dakota on May 19, 2005 22:56:59 GMT -5
[Silverfire]
No response comes from figure behind the tripod. After a quick look, he recognizes the guy who had initially made the cell phone drop on him in the park to start with. Though he is propped in position, there is no question he has been dead for sometime.
The weapon, on the other hand, is much more interesting. With the tripod's automatic controls wired to a laptop and a digital camera attached to the rifle's scope, it is a very elaborate set up.
[Sparks]
" I've been here the whole time." Khris replied, with a concerned look. He started to say something else, but his attention snapped to the crowds as she began to move away. He got up, and followed her at a quick pace.
"Go on. Get out of here." He shouted at her, a twinge of concern in his breath. As he neared, she could easily make out the panic welled deep there. " You have to go now, while you can."
From behind him came three barely audible coughs. Khris winced and slumped towards Sparks, collapsing just short of her.
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The clock on the wall now reads 3:50 pm
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Post by Renekin Skywalker on May 20, 2005 7:01:16 GMT -5
*William looks at the contraption, unplugs the camera, and figures having his friend chase the feed is fruitless. Instead he picks up the phone, and dials Mara* "So, what's your move now? It's not 4, you've gone back on your agreement. And you really did a crudty job." *As he does this, he slowly hovers his way to the window, looking for the choppers* "And you killed that poor boy. What next?"
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Post by shiivster on May 20, 2005 9:30:34 GMT -5
*turns to look at Khris and then hearing the words before he collapses, does the thing any kid would do .. takes off fast 'oh dangitalltohadesandbackagain' .. *sipping between the nearest car and where Khris landed. 'you ... oh god ... *eyes going wider as they look the area over ..
{streetsense to figure out where the shots came from THIS time .. and where that thing was - gah .. is bad at this it seems .. *sigh* 24/20 }
*knowing now that it wasn't Khris she passed in the alley, and that a sniper is in the area to shoot at whoever raises their head, and that anothers is now on HER level here, she continues to move out of the way, sliding backwards and ready to take off in any dierection that is open and where she is not being 'herded towards' ..
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Post by Renekin Skywalker on May 20, 2005 13:40:17 GMT -5
*while waiting for her response, he heads over to the main door, to check the Apt # on the fire-escape information.*
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Post by dakota on May 21, 2005 19:53:09 GMT -5
[Silverfire]
A confused voice responded to the call. " You better have another one, buddy. I think you've got the wrong number." the irritated man on the other end hung up in William's ear. As he checked the room number (1118), an odd, yet all too familiar beeping caught his attention from the television. A quick glance showed that the VCR display was counting backwards, with just over nine minute to go. On the TV was a post it note, with a simple message:
"You made this too easy."
[Sparks]
Khris lay motionless, face down as several people who were within view of what had happened began to panic. One brave bystander crept close enough to Khris and checked on him, but left quickly, shaking his head to his companions.
Though she wasn't sure, Sparks was pretty sure the shot had come from around the news trucks acrossed the street. (OOC- 24/20 is close enough for a general idea).
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Post by shiivster on May 22, 2005 19:23:28 GMT -5
*against her better judgement, makes her way over to the news vans .. and pulls out the slingshot on the arm again, in case of trouble, and checks out the area
*thinking to herself ...o0( man .. did you ever get a bum deal on that .. but this one's for you now Khris .. these are my streets, and not up for take over by stupid bints )
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Post by Renekin Skywalker on May 23, 2005 18:12:16 GMT -5
*William groans his annoyance at falling for such a cheap trick, and zips out with the lap top by the screen. Outside the building, he flies to the police copter, and bangs on them to roll down the window. Once done, he hands over the taptop... he says... and I quote* "Dust this... don't touch it bare handed!... dust it for prints. You're looking for a British Ex-op named 'Mara'. And send bomb, fire and forensics people to apartment 1118. You might want to evacuate the building. Pass it on!" *He starts towards the park to look for Maria, stops, and turns back as an afterthought* "Name's Silverfire, SCRET operative." *Looks at his Hawai'ian shirt, and bermuda shorts* "Uhhh... undercover." *and with that, off he goes.*
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Post by shiivster on May 24, 2005 18:13:21 GMT -5
*primes a marble so its now humming with energy .. and carefully scans the area, looking for the telltale sign of the blurriness that tells of the hidden shooter.
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Post by dakota on May 24, 2005 20:29:52 GMT -5
[Sparks]
Despite being ready, there is no apparent sign of the shooter to target, only the bustle of news crews scurrying to set up to get the scoop on the events unfolding. Everyone seems to be acting normal, given the situation.
[Silverfire]
The cop in the back of the chopper looks at the laptop and then at Silverfire, dumbfounded. " Uh, sure. You guys are fast, they just called you." He begins to pass on the information as Silverfire departs.
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Post by shiivster on May 24, 2005 23:57:53 GMT -5
*tries to figure out if the 'burry one' has come out to appear like a news person .. and then moves further afield .. and stops to get a bearing from Khris' body and the vans to get a better idea where the target might be
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Post by Renekin Skywalker on May 25, 2005 8:36:43 GMT -5
*Silverfire flies down to the park again, looking for both Mara and Maria, knowing that all he'ld see on one is a blur, and probably a shadow of the other.*
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Post by shiivster on May 25, 2005 17:35:18 GMT -5
*then looks at the tops of the news vans .. still unsure of whats happening just now ...o0(man .. this bites big time .. so much for the easy score then .. figures)
*then slowly rolls to the side .. letting the crowd jostle her once before turning the eyes to the areas where she thinks the sniper had struck from .. now lost as to what to do
...o0( this is great .. no back up for me .. i'm the backup for the firefly man .. andthe dude got iced .. and no idea of where to go now .. but i think that the bint is gonna track me down and finish tying the loose ends up .. so i had best make myself scarce )
*then starts to move for the alley, just in case and tries to think of where that 'blurry one' would have gone afterwards .. and remains clueless
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Post by dakota on May 27, 2005 23:10:20 GMT -5
[Sparks]
No one seems to pay much attention to Sparks as she makes her way past the the news crews as they pitch their version of the unfolding event. One reporter did seem to watch her closely as she finished her report. " ... for CNN , I'm Lara Taggart reporting." She continued a brief heavily accented exchange, undoubtedly with the anchor person back in the studio as Sparks moved out of earshot into the alley.
Once alone in the alley, it seemed eerily quiet considering the chaos just metres away.
[Silverfire]
The 'Oohs' and 'Ahhs', along with the catcalls of metahaters from onlookers to his display was distracting as he began his search.
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Post by shiivster on May 28, 2005 0:31:48 GMT -5
*rolls to a stop in the alley and lets the marble loose its 'fizzle' .. and thinks before checking the pocket for the cellphone .. the ONLY thing of value on her person
'lara .. are you who you seem to be? .. *taking a peek at that CNN van .. and tries to place her
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Post by Renekin Skywalker on May 28, 2005 8:24:42 GMT -5
*William does a circle, grunting at one point as he realises he'll have to never wear these clothes again... and get a wig... all the while cursing the news agencies. Eventually, I figure, he'll come to the shot body of Khris and land, bellowing for space in a drill sargeant's voice.*
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