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Post by Khallos on Nov 21, 2008 9:35:09 GMT
Sleek clung on to the underside of the SUV for dear life, wondering if his impromptu hiding place was such a good idea. Whoever was in charge of this thing was driving like a maniac, and sleek nearly been swatted off by flying debris several times now. Its a wonder he HAD managed to hang on, really, considering the number of times he had actually been hit, and it had only been a couple of minutes before the wail of police sirens has started up as the local flatfoots noticed that someone was tearing the town apart.
The cultists had managed to get out of eyeball range of them by turning a few corners, but from the sound of things they were still chasing them and the car left such a trail of destruction that it wouldn't be too hard to track the cultists, either. But, sleek wasn't really thinking about that as they went smashing through the fence and 'enjoyed' the resulting out of control drift, but rather hanging on so tight his claws dug into the metal and trying not to pass out.
When the SUV finally crashed against the hanger and came to a stop sleek gave a little whimper, shaking a little now but still hanging onto the underside of the SUV. He wasn't sure if he COULD let go... He'd been planning to slash the SUV's tyres once they stopped, but, that probably wasn't necessary now...
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Post by The Spy on Nov 21, 2008 13:04:04 GMT
I manage to tail the SUV by taking form of a wolf and running close by using the foliage close by to use as cover.
Once it stops I morph into a near invisible mist and I perch myself into a large tree.
"Amusing, I wonder what these people will try next..." I say, sneering as I morph back into my normal shape.
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Post by Oct-taku on Nov 24, 2008 0:55:58 GMT
Dodson didn't have time to screw around. He walked as briskly as he could.
That is to say, several New Orleans citizens saw Dodson step into and out of various shadowy spots throughout the city. He ended up stepping out of a shadow right behind the hanger, mere seconds after the SUV crashed into it. He rounded the corner, Anger and Agony in hand. With fresh magazines in the weapons, he unloaded into the side of the vehicle.
Two magazines dropped to the ground, and were quickly replaced.
"I'm afraid those were warnng shots." Dodson called to Harrison and the other cultist. "You have 5 seconds before I shoot to kill."
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Post by The Spy on Nov 24, 2008 4:18:10 GMT
I immediately drop down from the tree and I draw Benevolence(The Gold Sword) .
"Suffice it to say, the company in that automobile will be coming for me." I say, drawing a handkerchief and wiping my brow and then pocketing it back into my chest pocket.
"Now, I implore you to withdraw." I say, draw the other sword; Malevolence(The Evil Sword)
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Post by Khallos on Nov 24, 2008 11:45:20 GMT
Sleek would have been wondering whether he should let go of the SUV or stay hidden for now when he suddenly had his mind made up for him - the flurry of bullets flying into the truck and perforating its side making him squeak out loudly and roll out from under the vehicle. He didn't know much about how combustion engines and gas tanks really worked, but from what he'd been able to gleam from movies while goofing off with the guys back at base that when you shot them you generally wanted to be as far away from them as possible...
Sleek's roll ended up with him being on all fours, paws moving with almost feral speed to whip out his Skorpion SMG again and fish another clip out of the hundreds of extra pockets he'd sewn onto his miniature uniform. The ratboy reloaded while trying to peg it round to a new piece of cover that currently wasn't being shot at - and ended up behind the same tree that the new guy with the funky swords dropped out of.
Sleek blinked, peering past first straight at the swordsman, and then over to the form of Dodson. Looks like he made it alright, then.
Still, Sleek tried to get Dodson's attention holding his SMG up and then pointing at the new guy, as if asking for permission or something...
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Post by The Spy on Nov 24, 2008 12:34:36 GMT
With a quick flick of the wrist, I flick a small vial at the Ratman's face and it shatters, peppermint oil dousing his face.
"You're hardly a threat if you're about to vomit at the smell that's saturated your face." I say, sneering at the ratman.
I quickly dash closer to Dodson and I place Malevolence near his tendon and Benevolence near his neck.
"Please, excuse yourself and withdraw." I say.
OOC: by the way, Rats hate the smell of Peppermint Oil, makes them sick to their stomach.
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Post by Khallos on Nov 24, 2008 13:02:44 GMT
OOC: Oh, that seems a little.. Um.. Unfair. I was BEHIND you, after all, and partially behind cover too... I probably didnt make it clear enough. Just wondering how he knew i was there, is all... and i cant help but wonder what a vampire would be doing carting around peppermint oil in an easily smashed vial in the first place. Then again, im sure ive done worse before
EDIT: Sorry to whinge. Ill let everyone else post before i do anything.
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Post by Oct-taku on Nov 25, 2008 21:12:51 GMT
"I don't have time to deal with you." Dodson said calmly and politly to the guy who was attempting to intimidate him with his blades. "If you want, I'll be glad to fill your undead @$$ full of silver-steel alloy. But it'll have to wait.
"Oh, and do you have any inkling how much trouble you can get into right now? Not just with me, leech, but with the Pendleton Institute as a whole? It'd be the same as any other law-enforcment branch. The police never stop hunting a cop-killer. Same with us. The smart thing would be to back off." the vampire hunter almost literally growled.
"Agent Hemlock, SitRep. Now." he ordered, addressing Sleek.
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Post by Captain Obvious on Nov 26, 2008 1:06:20 GMT
Observing the situation through a now broken window, Frank Harrison smiled.
The two were so close to a fight he could almost taste the spilled blood.The smile turned into a grimace, as Frank realized he needed to leave before some other agency came to get that rock. Speaking of rocks, Frank leaned back through the center aisle in between seats, whispering to the order man in the back.
"Boy, I'm gonna lay down some covering fire. Your going to get into the hanger through the back and start up the first plane you see. After I take care of these clowns we're gonna have to leave pretty damn quick, so don't wait for anything. Oh, and give me the stone. They'll think you have it, and might give me a chance to escape." Frank said, knowing he was outnumbered.
"If you do this, Black will honor you as a hero. If you die, same thing happens. If you hesitate, or if you try to do anything stupid, your family will be my next meal. Now let's do this."
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Post by Khallos on Nov 26, 2008 9:51:37 GMT
Sleeks attention flicked back to the swordsman as something shiny caught the moonlight, already half pulling back behind the tree in case he'd thrown a dagger or something at him... only to find a glass vial thrown with inhuman force smashing into his face
Sleek doubled over almost immediately, his lungs and his stomach having an argument over whether he should retch or scream as that HORRIBLE smell filled his nostrils, his Skorpion clattering to the ground.
"Oh GAWD!" He whined, trying to keep himself from blowing chunks, paws frantically trying to wipe the oil off his face but really just smearing it in... as well as the shards of shattered glass vial o.o "AH! GLASS IN EYES! GLASS IN MY EEEEEEEEYEEEESSS"
Sleek probably kinda killed the dignified mood there
ooc: =p Sorry to be a drama queen
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Post by Oct-taku on Nov 26, 2008 16:23:55 GMT
Jack Dodson did the only thing you could do when your subordinate did what Sleek was doing.
He facepalmed, his forehead coming into contact with the grip of Anger. ****************************************************
Meanwhile, Harrison's subordinate wasd doing exactly as he was supposed to. He passed the stone to Frank.
"Ready, sir."
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Post by Captain Obvious on Nov 26, 2008 22:48:10 GMT
Frank stuffed the stone into a jacket pocket and cocked his Glock 17.
"Then let's do this."
Opening the passenger side door and diving out, Frank quickly spun and began firing over the hood of the car, at first aiming at nothing, but changing his aim to target a group of two people standing by a tree.
As the gun clicked dry, Frank slammed another clip into the receiver and looked around to check on the cultist.
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Post by The Spy on Nov 27, 2008 11:21:23 GMT
OOC: Oh, that seems a little.. Um.. Unfair. I was BEHIND you, after all, and partially behind cover too... I probably didnt make it clear enough. Just wondering how he knew i was there, is all... and i cant help but wonder what a vampire would be doing carting around peppermint oil in an easily smashed vial in the first place. Then again, im sure ive done worse before EDIT: Sorry to whinge. Ill let everyone else post before i do anything. OOC: Rei is kinda right, you do ask alot of questions anyway, Vampire is to Superhuman and Superhuman is to Super Senses. Plus, he is skilled in medicine and with medicine he does know how to use certain oils and other holistic ingredients offensively. "Fortunately for you, I'm here for a fight and intimidation is not going to remedy this situation." I say, sheathing Benevolence, "I only attack if I am attacked so consider yourself lucky mortal." I say, patting him on the shoulder before quickly dodging the volley of bullets that almost hit me. "F*ck." I say leaving Dodson behind to fend for himself and I dash for the Ratman, quickly picking him up by the waist and jumping into a nearby Oak. "Don't think that being sneaky will ever get you any kills." I say into his ear before putting a small vial of Clove Oil in his hands. "Use that to negate the effects." I say before drawing Benevolence again. "I wanted a fight, and I damn well will get one." I say, doing cartwheels through bullets if they cannot be deflected with the swords. I take cover behind a Tree.
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Post by Khallos on Nov 27, 2008 14:23:20 GMT
Sleek was still retching on all fours with his eyes watering when the gunfire started, the ratman yelping and fumbling for his SMG again.. only to shriek as he was suddenly grabbed bodily and hoisted up into the trees.
"PUTMEDOWN!" He yelled, trying to gnaw on the vampires hand. he wasn't really too keen on being carried around by someone who had just put him in a world of pain, even if he did just yank him out of danger again. However, the vamp was practically gone as fast as he'd arrived - leaving Sleek alone with a new vial in his paws, which was quickly smashed on the tree and inhaled
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Post by The Spy on Nov 28, 2008 12:54:20 GMT
I immediately refocus my attention to the man firing at us and I throw a bottle of essence of smokeweed at the floor, covering the area in front of Dodson and me, limiting Frank's view.
"Unless you're bulletproof, find some cover." I say, quickly turning into mist to dodge the blindfire of the pistol.
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Post by Oct-taku on Nov 28, 2008 15:03:38 GMT
"Funny. That's exactly-" Dodson said, before a 9mm bullet tore away his throat.
"What I am." he finished seconds later, after his neck had been regenerated.
Meanwhile, the noise of a starting aircraft could be heard in the hanger.
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Post by Khallos on Nov 28, 2008 18:45:00 GMT
Sleek was to busy trying to inhale the clover scent right now and pull the glass shards out of his face to be any much use, but things were starting to get rather busy anyhow. Because local law enforcement had caught up.
A squadcar had done a handbrake turn to block the gap in the fence as it had turned up, the loudhailer and the officers had just been disembarking when the firing opened up. "Police! Down on the ground!"
Instead, gunfire just broke out instead. "Holy S*!t!" yelled the arresting officer, ducking for cover as he was halfway out the car. The driver, however, was wide eyed, seeing one of the figures recover flawlessly right after an obvious throat shot. "...What in the hell?!"
More copper backup was turning up too, another squadcar pulling in behind the first while another moved around to block off the runway.. and now there were gunshots fired more of the boys in blue were no doubt on their way too, a helicopter's flashing port and starboard lights not too far away, getting slowly closer...
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Post by Oct-taku on Nov 28, 2008 18:58:27 GMT
"Beautiful! We're going to have to MemWave everyone here!" Dodson griped.
Oh well.
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Post by Captain Obvious on Nov 28, 2008 23:53:46 GMT
"This just gets more and more ridiculous." Frank said, seeing a person turn into mist in order to dodge his bullets. Changing targets, Frank managed to get a hit... that was instantly sewn back up.
"Huh. Thats not right." He thought, deciding to leave as soon as possible.
Frank continued firing through the mist in front of him until his fourth and penultimate clip fell to the ground in front of him.
Wading through bullet casings, Frank reached into the truck and grabbed another pipe bomb. He primed it with a lighter from a jacket pocket, then prepared to throw.
"If this is anything like the Terminator movies, I should have a few seconds while he recombines to escape."
Tossing the pipe bomb at the regenerating man, Frank turned and sprinted towards the front of the hanger, where the plane would hopefully appear.
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Post by Oct-taku on Nov 29, 2008 15:15:20 GMT
And did it appear. The Cessna pulled out of the hanger, stopping for just long enough for Frank to hop inside.
"Hang on, brothers. We'll be at our regional Chapel soon." the pilot said. ****************************************************
Meanwhile, as Frank was running for it, the pipebomb landed right at Dodson's feet.
"Well, f**k." he said, before it blew.
Amazingly, Dodson was still standing. The only thing above his waist, however, was his right-most quarter, sans arm. His ribs jutted out into the air, growing and shaping into the rest of Dodson's bone structure.
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Post by Khallos on Dec 1, 2008 10:42:58 GMT
Wiping the tears from the corners of his eyes - 'it was just my eyes watering, honest!' - Sleek took a moment to take a look around. Ohhhh dear... things weren't looking very good at the moment. The cops had arrived, and he'd always been taught by his clan that they were VERY bad people, and the 'bad guys' were getting away. Making sure to keep his back to the police, his head still spinning, sleek searched for a way to make a quick getaway before skittering down the treetrunk, towards the hangar and the departing plane...
The police, meanwhile, had started trying to make the best if a bad situation. Explosives had been thrown, which was a good enough excuse as any to open fire, so now you had the copper's bullets to contend with, too. One of the squadcars had managed to drive up and park across the runway to try and block it, and the SWAT were about a block away. And, just to complete the evening, that chopper had finally turned up, spotlight flicking on to follow the light aircraft trying to take off.
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Post by Oct-taku on Dec 1, 2008 11:37:12 GMT
After Dodson was finsihed regenerating any lost tissue, the cops started firing. This put the vampire hunter in an even worse mood. He fished inside of his jacket pocket, pulling out a wallet-like thing. He flipped it open and showed the contents to the police.
"Daniel Gatman, DHS!"
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Post by Captain Obvious on Dec 1, 2008 16:02:38 GMT
As the light cessna started to pick up speed, things started to go wrong. Not only had a squadcar dwarfed only by the fatty inside of it blocked the runway, a chopper was lighting up the unarmored plane.
"Please tell me this plane has guns on board..." Frank thought, rummaging around to find something that would put an end to that helicopter.
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Post by Khallos on Dec 1, 2008 22:50:43 GMT
Sleek just kept on running, trying to keep his head low and out of sight as the spotlight flicked on and all the cops turned up.. but, something in the back of his head kept niggling him about the mission... and as he saw that plane chugging past, well...
He probably wouldn't be too noticeable in all the commotion. A flash of black in the darkness to the side of the plane, and then he'd be clinging on to the undercarriage of the plane as it rattled along, suddenly thinking this was a VERY bad idea...
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Post by Oct-taku on Dec 2, 2008 0:35:37 GMT
A bright flare burst out of the wing, taking the rotor off of the chopper. It fell to the ground immediatly, crashing and begining to smoke. The Cessna pulled up from the runway, narrowly avoiding the cruiser.
"There you are, Brother." the pilot said. "Black will provide." ****************************************************
Meanwhile, Dodson's keen eyes, saw a rat-like figure grab the underside of the Cessna. He sighed, rushing away from the cops coming to speak to him. He rounded the corner of the hangar, and the police followed.
Jack Dodson was gone. ****************************************************
Seconds later, Frank felt someone tap him on the shoulder.
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Post by Captain Obvious on Dec 2, 2008 0:39:20 GMT
"I swear to the maker, initiate I will beat you senseless if you annoy me." Frank said
He set a glare hot enough to melt ice cream your senile grandmother left open in the freezer for three years on his face before turning.
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Post by Oct-taku on Dec 2, 2008 10:44:20 GMT
In the back of the aircraft, Frank could see Dodson sitting there, his hand clamped over the other cultist's mouth. There just a hint of a smile about the vampire hunter's lips.
"Hey. How you doing?"
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Post by Captain Obvious on Dec 2, 2008 11:17:24 GMT
"I'm pretty good. A little winded after running after the plane, but I think I'll be ok." Frank replied casually.
He reached down to "tie" a boot, keeping his eyes on Dodson the entire way.
Pulling a knife from a concealed holster, Frank grinned.
"Your gonna die, friend. Even with your trick. You won't escape this one."
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Post by Oct-taku on Dec 2, 2008 11:27:05 GMT
Dodson's shadow of a grin grew even wider.
"Really? That so?" he asked, and his hands immediatly went to his guns. "I'm just here to get something that belongs to me, but if you really want to...."
In a flash, there was a loud bang, and then another. Two holes appeared in the Cessna's floor, and Jack Dodson shoved Anger back inot it's holster.
In front of the pilot, a red warning light flickered on.
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Post by Captain Obvious on Dec 2, 2008 11:40:54 GMT
Frank backpedaled to the cockpit, again not moving his eyes from the lunatic in front of him.
"If you want the stone to be turned into dust when we crash, you should have said so." Frank said.
Frank brought up the knife until it was resting on the pilot's neck.
"Come on. Annoy me some more and the stone will be shattered over ten miles."
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