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Post by Ty on Jul 15, 2009 23:43:29 GMT
Paraste rolled his eyes. "In-credible. It's like I'm dealing with kids here. This is gonna be easier than I thought."
Down the block, Jake parked his car, drew his sidearm and started inching slowly closer to the stand-off, hoping he'd at least have the element of surprise. Unfortunately, Paraste seemed to notice him right away, before anyone else did in fact. He laughed and looked over the assembled group.
"You all really think you can stop me now? We're way past that point, boys and girls." He paused, then grinned again. "But I'll tell you what: since I'm just such a nice guy, I'll give you a fair chance." He looked straight at Lucas. "You want me to come along quietly, copper? That's fine. But there's just one thing you'll have to do first."
With that, he squeezed the trigger on the gun and unloaded a dozen rounds into his hostage's back. As the man collapsed to the ground, Paraste kept firing at the others, though more to scare them than anything else. He dropped the gun while it was still firing and scrambled to the front seat of the DoSA van. Paraste remembered the driver had left the keys in the ignition.
"Try and catch me!"
He quickly started the engine, shifted to Drive and stomped on the gas. The van lurched forward, hitting the side of another vehicle, then started off down the street. Paraste purposely wasn't accelerating fast enough to lose them all completely, though. He actually wanted a chase.
After a moment of shock, Jake ran back to his car and started it up. He began driving down a perpendicular road, hoping he'd find a good place to cut off the speeding van.
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OOC: Okay, I realize I've been kind of picking up and running wherever I want with this thread, but that's the nature of the character I'm playing. It's Khallos' thread, so if he wants things to go in a different direction, I'll change this or future posts accordingly.
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Post by Scorpio on Jul 15, 2009 23:59:50 GMT
"Dammit! Those vans are cold iron alloy. They're built to resist spells and magic weapons. Looks like this is going to be an old style pursuit."
Lucas grabbed a radio from the squad cars.
"We need medics over by the club, and we're going to need a lot of roadblocks, positions to follow."
Recieving confirmation he turned to the others.
"Okay, you two don't try anything. You're in enough trouble without levelling the city whilst playing hero. If you want to help you pick up a damn application and sign up for recruitment. and Sir? what do we do about this guy?"
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Post by The Spy on Jul 16, 2009 1:04:07 GMT
I roll my eyes and I place my hand on Lucas's shoulder.
"If you don't like how we do things then you won't like this." I say as I push him down and me and my sister start jogging lightly, then that jog bursts into a subsonic boom then we speed past everything, shattering windows and flipping over cars as we race towards the speeding van.
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Post by Griggs on Jul 16, 2009 4:50:52 GMT
Quinn fired a few rounds at the van, though it was i vain, what with the bulletproof siding. He cursed and hopped in the back of another van, emerging from a hatch built into the top with his rifle.
"C'mon! Who's driving?"
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Post by Delacroix(Rei) on Jul 16, 2009 7:58:28 GMT
Baitsu looks behind and she sees the humans still getting ready to chase after either us or the zombie in the van. "How about we race to some music Ara-kun?" She says as she waves her hands towards the sky behind us while her legs move in a dizzying blur of motion as they break 120 miles an hour. All of a sudden humanoid animals with Heavy metal Guitars, Koto and other Japanese and Western music making things appear behind us floating on a thick firmament of a cloud, no more than 10 feet above us. "Demonic Spell: Kabuki Chase, HIT IT!" She yells and the animals start blasting heavy rock behind us.
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Post by Khallos on Jul 16, 2009 10:53:27 GMT
Evissam growled, scampering over to the van and trying to clamber in. "We chase him! Jesus, i'm going to make those freaks pay."
Climbing up onto the dash, Evissam adjusted his headset to the command frequency. "This is Captain Evissam, get me a mobile nullifier immediately! Got a pair of possible celestials as well as the package running amok, they've already taken out a chopper and are smashing up Eastborough. Definite civilian lives at risk!"
He turned to the squad. "What are you waiting for?! Lucas, Drive!"
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Post by The Spy on Jul 16, 2009 11:27:56 GMT
I look behind us and I the floating band.
"Sweet, I'm thinking that's both for our amusment and for the DoSA to follow us?" I yell as we run right through an intersection, and I notice I'm about to run into a car and I have no time to jump or stop so I quickly draw my sword and I cut right through it.
"Fuck, that was close!" I exclaim as I look back and I see a sedan with a family in it missing the front end of their engine.
We see the van insight and we speed up.
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Post by Ty on Jul 17, 2009 5:50:33 GMT
Paraste caught sight of the terrible twosome in the rear-view mirror. He made an abrupt left turn at the next street, almost hitting an oncoming car, and then made a quick right on the next street over. He was hoping an unpredictable path would hamper his pursuers.
However, Jake seemed to know exactly which direction the van was heading. Following a straight route on Main Street, he was drawing closer to the chase. Despite its erratic driving pattern, Jake knew exactly what direction the van was headed, though he wasn't quite sure how he knew.
"Director? Anybody?" Jake said into the radio. "I'm on the hybrid's tail right now. He's changing direction a lot to try and lose the supernaturals, but I think he's just going due north. If you follow me up Main Street, we should be able to catch up in no time. Don't bother trying to set a road block up, though; not until we know exactly where he's going. Any ideas?"
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Post by Oct-taku on Jul 19, 2009 0:24:58 GMT
"Okay, why does my head....Oh. Right." Franklin Moris said, climbing out of the chopper. He'd hit his head pretty hard and....
Wait, where was everyone? The sanguimancer listened to the radio chatter for a bit, before sighing.
"Dammit." he cursed, walking to a deserted alleyway and drawing his dagger. Plunging the tip ever-so-gently into his left thumb, blood began to well up from the small wound. Sheathing the blade once more, Moris got to work.
First, he annoited his forehead with some of the blood, drawing a mystic sigil that his Order had developed for this sort of ritual, over many, many years. Next, Moris' right hand was decorated with a similar marking. Then, taking a seat upon the ground, he placed his right hand over the corresponding eye.
Scrying was a tricky business. You could do it with unfamiliar territory, but it was best to focus on people, places, or things you'd seen before, preferably those you had some connection to. Like co-workers.
The space around the van was somewhat distorted, but still visible. The figures inside, however, were much clearer. The Captain up on the dashboard, Garou in the driver's seat. With the utterance of a single syllable, the mark on Moris' forehead glowed slightly.
"Frigging telepathy ritual. Captain, are you able to, err, 'hear' me? I'm not usually that good at rituals like this, so I need a detailed SitRep, along with your location.
"Oh, and thanks for leaving me in the frigging helicopter, you bastards."
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Post by Scorpio on Jul 20, 2009 19:34:03 GMT
Lucas pulled the car up behind the other police and Department vehicles during the chase.
"Nulifiers, good idea captain. Okay, due north, okay, does anyone know what he might be heading for?"
He swerved the squad car around various wrecked vehicles and rubble.
"Someone add this damage up to the twins rap sheets. This dead head can't be causing all of this by himself."
Lucas suddenly had a bad gut feeling.
"Does he have a radio in that van?"
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Post by Khallos on Jul 20, 2009 23:47:57 GMT
OOC: You guys do know that the Director and Evissam are two different people, right? I know my first few posts were kind of messy... Anyhoo
IC: Sinep nodded. "Main street, let's go! We've got a man tailing him.. Don't loose him, whatever you do, or the director will have my assaaARGH!"
The cap toppled off the dashboard, a piercing headache hitting him as Franklin's voice boomed in his head. "Yes I can hear you! What the HELL, man?" He tried to scramble back up onto a seat. "Those psycho fox things trashed the chopper and the package got away! We're chasing him up main street.. And sorry! We were kind of in a rush!"
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Post by Oct-taku on Jul 21, 2009 2:48:07 GMT
"Main street. Got it, Captain Evissam. I'll attempt to head him off. Hopefully this hybrid hasn't seen any Sanguimancy before."
With that, Franklin, wiped the blood off of his forehead and began to run in the direction of Main Street.
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Post by Scorpio on Jul 24, 2009 0:37:29 GMT
"Hey Jake. Any chance of shooting out the tires on that thing?"
Lucas caught sight of the main chase and pulled up beside Jakes car.
"Quinn and the Boss take his left side tyres, you take the right."
He prepared to floor it to give Quinn the shot before Parasyte could react to both cars.
"Uno, dos, tres, Rock and Roll!" He stamped on the pedal.
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Post by Ty on Jul 24, 2009 3:24:49 GMT
"Tires? Yeah, okay. Let's do it." Jake grabbed his pistol and gave the other vehicle room to maneuver. When Lucas hit the gas, Jake did the same.
Up ahead, Paraste had turned on the van's radio link and heard what they were planning. He swerved left and stayed in front of the team's car so they couldn't pass, but that left the right side of the street wide open for Jake to get right alongside the van. Jake took advantage and moved into the space, trying to match the van's speed so he could get a good shot at the tires.
"Well, aren't we clever," Paraste's voice said over the radio. "Just one problem with your plan: you're putting your trust in the wrong man."
Jake put his window down and pointed the pistol out at the rear tire. His hand was shaking a little, but he thought he'd have no trouble getting a hit from this distance. He fired, and missed badly. He fired again, then again. Two more misses.
"Woo!" the voice on the radio taunted. "Nice shootin' Tex."
Jake cursed under his breath, then switched up his method. He put the gun in his left hand and steadied his arm on the car door. And he hesitated. It was an easy shot, yet he hesitated, and couldn't figure out why.
Suddenly, Paraste swerved the van right toward the car. Jake instinctively pulled his hand back out of harm's way as he got sideswiped by the larger van. The side mirror broke off and flew into the open window, nearly smacking Jake in the head. Jake had to grip the wheel with both hands just to avoid being driven off the road. The car slowed and fell behind, driving alongside the other operatives again.
"Dammit," Jake said to himself. He was going to radio back to the Lucas, but realized it would be pointless if Paraste heard them again.
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Post by Griggs on Jul 24, 2009 3:56:17 GMT
Quinn took aim with his Ruger as they pulled up alongside the other van. Jake had fired and missed, but he was also using a handgun and driving a car, where it was still an easy shot. Quinn had a rifle and ample training with it. He began firing, picking shots carefully, though the 20 round magazine made this unnecessary. If through nothing but excess ammunition, he managed to hit the back tire on his van's side, reloading and continuing to fire into Paraste's vehicle, even as it rammed the other agent's car.
"God dammit!" Quinn shouted into his radio. "Hey, these vans don't come with rockets, do they?"
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Post by Oct-taku on Jul 24, 2009 18:31:44 GMT
Moris could move fast when he had to. Right now, he was, by his estimates, about two or so miles infront of the hijacked van. It had taken the contents of four entire blood-packs, but the Sanguimancer had finally set a trap for the hybrid.
Four lines of blood were stretched across Main Street, much like ll ll, with Franklin, being behind the back two, his cane and dagger in hand. In between each line were mystic symbols. If Frank pulled this off right, with just the right timing, it'd stop the van dead in it's tracks.
After all, spike-strips were for agents who couldn't magically control blood.
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Post by The Spy on Aug 3, 2009 4:44:24 GMT
I sigh in frustration as I get impeded by more cars which just won't yield.
"Alright, I've had enough of this..." I say as a beautiful white horn grows from my forehead pulsing with blue and white electricity, and my lower body starts turning into white and black scales also charged with a deady voltage, my hands turn into hooves as well as my feet and from running on two legs I start galloping on all four as my face turns into that of a horse, then my hair turns into a flowing white mane.
Instead of jumping over cars I now disable them with thunder from my horn.
I gallop ahead of the van and I jump over what seems to be blood, right behind the sanguinimancer.
I stare at him intently and then I look towards the oncoming van, clopping my hooves on the ground as if I'm going to charge it.
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Post by Scorpio on Aug 14, 2009 12:13:34 GMT
"Ah crap. Someone get that lunatic out of the way!" Lucas yelled seeing one of the club owners standing off against the van.
"Those vans are cold iron alloy, it'll disrupt his magic when he hits it, It'll be lucky if we don't have to squegee him off the front."
He pulled his glock and started firing at the tires whilst driving.
"Cut loose everyone, we stop the van now or it's going to get extra messy."
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Post by Ty on Aug 14, 2009 20:59:41 GMT
Between the bullets and the blood mage's spike strips, the van's tires were completely shredded in moments. At the same time, Paraste was trying to swerve to avoid the supernaturals in the street, but the blown tires made it impossible. The whole van spun sideways as he lost all control. The van slammed into a parked car and Paraste was thrown clear through the windshield. He landed with a gruesome crunching sound on the sidewalk, and was knocked unconscious instantly.
A few car lengths back, Jake had barely noticed the improvised spike strips. He slammed on the brakes and screeched to a stop behind the van. Jake slid across to the passenger side and jumped out of the car. He had his gun drawn again, but as soon as he saw Paraste's rigid form lying on the pavement, the strength seemed to drain from him. Before he could even question what was happening to him, his gun slipped from his hands, and Jake dropped to his knees and collapsed onto his side. He was out cold, too.
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Post by The Spy on Aug 14, 2009 22:50:03 GMT
I turn and look at the Sanguinimancer with my jeweled eyes with a questioned look.
"What the hell did you do to your teammate?" I ask while still in Kirin form.
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Post by Oct-taku on Aug 17, 2009 1:36:52 GMT
"God-dammit!" Frank said, rushing to check on Jake's health.
"That was unintentional! Probably something about that hybrid, doesn't go like I thought it would." he said, before walking over to Paraste. "Speaking of which, time to detain someone...."
The Sanguimancer stood over the hybrid, cutting open his palms and flinging the blood onto the pavement surrounding Paraste. Making brief hand gestures.
"Ordo Dracul Binding Method #67: Shackles of Pandemonium!" he stated, and the blood formed a circle around Paraste.
"Okay. Now as long as I keep concentrating, he should be paralyzed...." Moris said, staring at the hybrid.
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Post by Khallos on Aug 19, 2009 0:09:04 GMT
Evissam punched the air as he saw Paraste go down, hissing his victory. Maybe now with the package he could salvage a sliver of his career when they had to report back to base. Though, somehow, he doubted it would outweigh the trail of wreckage left in their wake...
"Keep a bead on the package! I want that f*cker in a straightjacket an hour ago!" He yelled, only to blink as Jake fell to the floor, his beady eyes instantly darting to the hybrid standing nearby. "Moris! Report! What's the status with Parish?" He turned to Lucas, pointing at Aruku. He'd caused enough damage to justify some harsh punishment, and the Cap's own traumatic, if momentary, loss of control of the situation in the copter hadn't helped at all. "Run him down!"
Besides. He was just some scummy foreign spook, and the vans had bull bars. Tt shouldlnt even dent the radiator.
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Post by Oct-taku on Aug 19, 2009 1:19:32 GMT
The Blood-Mage continued to stare at the downed hybrid, barely blinking. So long as concentration wasn't broken.
He brought his hand up to his ear-mike, slowly, like someone not thinking about what they're doing.
"Parish is stable, as far as I can tell, sir. The package is secure for the moment. He seems to be unconcious, and I've got him in a binding circle right now. So long as I keep looking at him, he shouldn't be able to move until we remove him from the circle." Moris spoke slowly.
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Post by Ty on Aug 21, 2009 3:38:55 GMT
OOC: I'm thinking I won't drop out of this completely, but until next week I'm going to be busy with back-to-school stuff. Expect me back full-time once I'm settled in.
IC:
Jake was drifting in and out of consciousness. In a brief moment of semi-lucidity, he clumsily felt around his belt for his radio, and raised the receiver to his mouth.
"S-sir, anybody... I think I need a medic here..."
Still lying on the sidewalk, he turned his head to look toward the hybrid, and his mind quietly slipped away again.
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Post by Scorpio on Aug 22, 2009 17:13:34 GMT
"Okay, you two"
Lucas pointed at the twins grimly.
"You." Pointing at the male. "Stay right there. and you!" Pointing at the sister. "Keep your brother from running around."
He made his way over to Jake right afterwards.
"He just slipped off again. Could we hurry up with those doctors? If West is off playing with that green stuff I'm gonna pop him."
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Post by The Spy on Aug 22, 2009 18:17:58 GMT
I look at Lucas incredulously.
"What the hell did I do...?" I ask, then I see the amount of destruction behind me.
"Oh...." I morph back into my humanoid form.
"Not my fault, the van was infront of me." I say, leaning on my sister.
"Besides, like some tiny little human like you could do this without us here." I say, snickering to myself while pulling out a fan from my sleeve and fanning myself.
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