Up from the Bottom, Wipe Those Tears and Pass the Ammo Options

[Abbandon]

Barbershop in Auburn
Thursday 8/14/70 23:25:36
Cerberus - street samurai
PAN: Hidden

Cerberus was hurt which didnt put him in a good mood and then on top of that nobody he was rolling with seemed to care about this little girl who had just been victomized and worse they were pressuring him to wrap things up. He was definately earning his money.

Dropping his hand he was holding out to the girl he began talking through clinched teeth to her "As soon as we leave get the hell out of here, some of these guys are not gonna stay down. Search these guys for any cash you can find and then get to a hospital as fast as you can. They will help you and keep you safe."

Standing up he walked out of the barbershop and climbed into his driver side back seat of the SUV without so much as a glance at Rock Angelo or Loui. Fortunately it was the same face he always wore thanx to his cybereyes not really giving away which direction he was looking.

[JDragon]

Barber Shop
Thursday 8/14/70 23:25:50
Rocky - physical adept
PAN: Hidden

Taking his time Rocky makes his way back the SUV, doing his best to hold things together and not spew the first real meal he had eaten in over a week all over the sidewalk. Well that was just craptastic. Been working the shadows for less than fours hours and I've already killed three people and left a little girl to fend for her self.

Rocky climbs in the back seat and talks to who ever is listening, "The boss guy's done and they won't be identifing him with a picture or dental records." Leaning back Rocky goes quite till he's spoken to as Cerberus climbs in and the SUV pulls away from the curb.

[adamu]

I-5 Northbound
Tuesday 8/19/70 03:34:45

The rain thundered onto the roof of the SUV and splashed in waves across the windshield, rendering the wipers redundant. The vehicles Pilot had long since been overwhelmed by the sensory overload, but Angelo doggedly pushed the black behemoth up the freeway.

At least the storm kept the go-gangs off the road. That would be a hassle.

They didn't say anything, but neither Cerberus nor Rocky was pleased to be up and out. It had been a hard few days. It had never gotten as bloody as the encounter with the Red Dogs, but working for Louie Fishbreath, the fun never stopped. Although neither troll had anything like a business degree, they each had begun to wonder privately whether Louie made any money at all - every time he went to talk to someone, it ended in violence - as in, it ended in them doing violence. Even when whoever they were demanding money from was totally obsequious and kiss-ass, Louie always found a way to rile or twist them into somehow dissing him, and that was always followed by the magic words. They had each had to childishly repeat it a dozen times over the past four days. And they'd never seen Louie collect even a single nuyen from any of the gangers, pimps, bookies, or other assorted small-time (always small-time) underworld low-lifes he preyed upon.
But that didn't stop him from paying them - the guy was rolling in cash. It was only halfway to payday, and he'd already given each of them Y500 cash bonuses on two different occasions.
But the schedule was killer. Thank Ghost for self-cleaning suits. It meant more sack time. They'd be out fighting all night, get dropped off at their respective homes, and just crash - cuz that call was going to come around noon so they could guard the door at Rudolpho's while Louie 'worked' in the back. At least the pasta was free.
They turned off of I-5 eastbound on North Gate Way, skirting the north end of the North Gate Mall, with it's big sign proclaiming it the oldest mall in the world.
What an honor.
It was quiet, except for the downpour. Not the usual racist banter between Angelo and Louie in their mix of English and Italian. Not the ever-present Chairman of the Board crooning them on their way from legbreaking to headbashing.
Something was up and no one had told them anything - they hadn't worked today - who wanted to go out? But they'd gotten the call at a little after two, got their suits on and been picked up.
Leaving the commerical area near the mall behind, they swung into a side street and things got seedy fast. The birghtest lit thing in their view was a big four-storey building with a neon sign - Carl's Coffins.
There was a black Lincoln parked on a corner, and Angelo pulled up alongside. With their thermo, they could see that down the block was another luxury sedan with a still-warm engine block and four meaty figures inside.
Windows rolled down, and though their voices were low and serious, Cerberus's enhanced and filtered hearing easily made out Angelo's query - "Still inside?" - and the response - "No one's left since we been here, and manager says door hasn't been opened."
Angelo looked over at Louie, who said "Get these lazy pussies out of their cars and on those damned exits." Angelo used his comm and they all watched as men in suits reluctantly emerged from their vehicles - there were more than they had at first noticed. Before long they had counted at least a dozen soldiers with umbrellas in one hand and shotguns or rifles in the other converging on vantage points on the building - and that was just on this side of the structure.
Louie turned to the trolls, and handed Rocky a big butcher's knife. He spoke in a quiet voice. "Bring me the heads of anyone in that room." Then he resumed staring out the windshield.
Angelo opened his door - "C'mon," was all he said. He opened the back - "Not much room in there, but take your baby along just in case," he ordered Cerberus.
Out in the rain, as they crossed the street to the coffin hotel, Angelo shouted to be heard over the torrent. "Listen, we had some trouble with one of them wizzer gangs about a week ago. Bad trouble. Thought we got 'em all, but turned out one of 'em wasn't actually in the building we blew up, and we been on the lookout since. Got a tip from the manager of this place. Room 423. Here's his number," he said, flashing it to the trolls' comms. "When you get to the room, just call this number, and he'll open the door from the office. You do the rest."
When they got to the door, it was clear that Angelo was not coming in with them. Faced off against eight drugged up gangers, he'd never broken a sweat. Now he was working hard to control the fear, and he wasn't even going in. None of the 'family' were.
"Listen," he said, as they headed in, "The last time we locked horns with this gang, the guy before you, Sal, he got burned alive. Burned to a fucking crisp, screaming the whole time. I couldn't even put him out of his misery, the damned wizzers fucked up my piece. The heads. Bring us the heads."
Thoroughly drenched, they dripped their way into the building. The reception window was polarized over - but they could see one human heat signature in there. Cerberus took a minute to adjust his weapon, and they headed up to the fourth floor.
The place was sized for norms, so they had to walk down the narrow hall single-file in a half crouch. They felt vulnerable.
The coffin doors were stacked three high. It'd probably be hard for even one of them to actually enter one of them, but then, there'd be nowhere for any of their quarry to run.
Arriving at 423, Cerberus listened. But the door was a thick steel job, and he couldn't make anything out. He half hoped the mobsters had been wrong, and there was nothing inside to hear.
Rocky keyed the comm, and moments after the connection was made, the door slid open, automatically activating the coffin's lights.
And there, alone, was the tiny figure of an elf girl - how old? - 12? 15? - curled under a thin blanket. Out of the coverlet protruded dainty bare feet at one end, and from the other bare shoulders and an elfin face lightly spotted with freckles. She had long, fiery red hair, with two long pink bangs framing her face. At the sound of the door opening, her eyelids snapped open, revealing piercing green irises that instantly cast off their bleariness in favor of panic and terror.

[adamu]

Carl's Coffins
Tuesday 8/19/70 03:50:00

Rocky felt like crap. Not only was he tired. Not only was he disgusted with the way his life was going. But he just felt like CRAP. He was seven days off his pills now - his third day of muscle-clenching cramps, violent diarrhea, and the constant feeling he was about to projectile vomit all over everything in sight.

And now here they were where mobsters feared to tread, sent in as cannon fodder to flush out some group of magical gangers. He was tired, he was distracted, and then the coffin (how appropriate) door slid open faster than he'd expected to and he'd realized he was exposed --- Cerberus had positioned himself well to the side of the door, where he couldn't get zapped --- but like the amateur he obviously was, Rocky found himself suddenly face-on to the room. He quickly ducked to the side, but not before seeing what was in there - Holy shit - it's just a helpless little girl! But before he could think anything else, Cerberus and his giant gun were already surging around the doorsill, and Rocky just got himself out of the way. Realizing it was too late to talk to his new chummer, he pulled his weapon and tried to stay focused on looking for other threats.

***

Dreamer opened her eyes at the sound and light only to have her vision filled with a huge business-suited troll standing in her doorway.

They found me!!!

The twin imperatives of mortal and sexual vulnerability spiked her adrenaline to peak levels - Gotta shut that door!

And for Dreamer, that thought was enough.

***

Cerberus knew from his Doc Wagon HTR training that if the mage couldn't see you he couldn't hurt you. And if he could see the target, the target could see him. So he was safe to the side of door.

His wires made everything seem like slow-motion.

His partner scrambled out of the doorway.

Cerberus swung around and leveled the big LMG.

And in the instant before activating the fire switch, he saw the same terrified green-eyed elf child that Rocky had. Her face was a mask of panic as she clutched a blanket to her chest.

He flashed back on the elven baby he'd caught out of thin air but hadn't saved.

To little Rina, probably right back out on the streets he'd failed to rescue her from.

Would he lose this one, too?

And then she stared straight in his direction, her face the picture of determined concentration.

Spell!!! He imagined burning alive, and fired.

The first couple of rounds passed through the door and thunked against the far wall as the girl scrambled to the side, and then the swinging steel door almost caught his gun barrel. He jerked it back, and stopped the burst almost in time --- a few rounds ricocheted around the hallway making a horrible racket.

And then everything was silent.

[JDragon]

Carl's Coffins
Tuesday 8/19/70 03:50:03
Rocky - physical adept
PAN: Hidden

Rocky jumps back as the bullets ricochet off the steel door and around the hall, then takes a quick look both directions down the hall to make sure no one is responding to the gun fire. Keeping his eye on the hall he swears, "FRAK!, FRAK! FRAK! I'm sick of this shit."

Looking over at Cerberus, Rocky regains his composure and starts again, "I know we really don't know much about each other than how the other fights, but this stuff is getting old. I didn't really want to leave that girl, but their was no way Louie was going to help her, and pissing him off in the first fours hours of work would have been bad. At least now if we choose to piss him off we have a better idea what we are getting into. So what you think'n chummer?"

[Konsaki]

Carl's Coffins
Tuesday 8/19/70 03:50:03
Caittie - Technomancer - Hidden
Commlink - Passive

'OMGOMGOMG! What the hell?!? The door, trolls... Then...' Caittie thinks as her brain tries to process what just happened while coming down from her adrenaline high. Holding the sheets over her, she tries desperately for a feeling of security but it is in vein.
Taking a quick breath, she calms down just a bit, but her muscles are still twitching from her nerves firing more than they're used too. 'OK, two trolls are outside this door, one with a big gun and glowing green eyes... They didn't even say anything as he fired! They have to be the same guys that... Oh, no...' She stresses as she continues to sort through the information.

'Think, Cait, think... What are you going to do to get out of here? Wait, glowing eyes... I got it!' she asks herself before she sits up some and bumps her head on the low ceiling. "Ow!"

[Abbandon]

Carl's Coffins
Tuesday 8/19/70 03:50:06
Cerberus - street samurai
PAN: Hidden

Cerberus fell back to the side of the door with his gun raised in the air again pointing towards the ceiling. He had paniced a bit when part of the burst he had let loose started ricochetting off the metal door but Rocky was still standing. It must have been a little to close though because it seemed like Rocky was breaking down mentally. What the frag is he going on about? Sorry about not helping out with the girl at the barbershop? What the hell does that have to do with our current situation. Piss off Loui? What the hell!? We havent even been on the job a week and this guy is pussing out already? Didnt Smithers tell him what the hell he would be doing?

"What the hell bro? This doesnt have anything to do with the barbershop. You think that little girl you just saw in there was real? Let me tell you mages can do alot of wierd shit and I have seen it first hand. Now get your shit together and get the manager back on the comm have him open and lock the door in the open position, if he cant do that open one of the coffins to either side of the one we are trying to get access to. We cant let this fragger summon a damn spirit on us."

[JDragon]

Carl's Coffins
Tuesday 8/19/70 03:50:11
Rocky - physical adept
PAN: Hidden

"Fine, fine! Give me a sec." Rocky reaches down and pulls his comm off his belt and pulls up the number to call back but keeps talking as he does, "To answer your question, yeah I think she is real, and that’s the fraking point. This is not what I signed up for. I got no problem being a bodyguard for someone or knocking scum around, even if it is for another piece of scum. However I don't kill kids."

Rocky stops for a second and the starts again, "Hey this is Louie's guy! Open the door to 423 again and lock it open, and while you're at it open 421 and 425!!" Rocky doesn't wait for a response and closes the call, knowing the chump at the desk will do it or be dead, and hell with Louie he'll probably end up dead when this is all over anyways.

As soon as he ends the call he starts putting the comm away and continues, "Plus this fragger has us beating everyone to pulp even if they do everything he tells them. Where's the honor in that? Maybe I've watched too many trids or I'm not cut out for the shadows, but I'm drawing the line at fragging kids. How 'bout you? Would you have fragged a kid a week ago on some gangster's word? Cause unless I was outta my mind that first night, I gotta say you wouldn't."

Rocky moves next to the door of 421 so he can cover it when it opens, looking at Cerberus with a questioning look on his face, hoping Cerberus doesn't turn his knight on him.

[Abbandon]

Carl's Coffins
Tuesday 8/19/70 03:50:14
Cerberus - street samurai
PAN: Hidden

"What fragging part did you not understand. Loui sent us here to kill a mage, not a little girl. Im thinking that was the mage doing his hocus pocus on us to look like a little girl. If that sick #$^* knew how i felt about little elf girls right about now he never would have used that image though cuz im gonna use my baby here" he pats his light machinegun "to reduce that fragger to goop."

"But hey if you got such strong opinions on this I will tell you what. If the manager gets the door open YOU can go in first and check things out, after you get turned into a human torch though im gonna enjoy killing you both. I'd hate to see you burn alive bro."

And i will start by shooting you in the feet and working my way up bahaha, stupid trog

[JDragon]

Carl's Coffins
Tuesday 8/19/70 03:50:17
Rocky - physical adept
PAN: Hidden

Rocky looks over at Cerberus, "Ok, I guess I gotta put my ass where my mouth is." With that Rocky moves back down the hall taking a kneeling position directly across from the door with his pistol up.

Rocky slowly glances left and right trying to see if he sees any sign that any of the three doors are opening. As he's waiting he try's to keep the presure on Cerberus to try and get him to see whats going on. "So here I am in front of this door, any chance you wan'a answer my question, will you frag an innocent kid?"

Before Cerberus can answer Rocky nods his head, "FRAK, overrid it or something, just get the FRAKKING doors open!" Then he looks over at Cerberus, "That was the manager, he's saying the computers not taking any open comands."

[Konsaki]

Carl's Coffins
Tuesday 8/19/70 03:50:06
Caittie - Technomancer - Hidden
Commlink - Passive

'...Get that done now, Shadow!', Caittie thought as she gave a command to her disgruntled sprite. 'Yeah, yeah. On my way...', was the only reply she got from the ninja.
Knowing she didnt have much time on her hands, Caittie quickly grabbed her commlink from the shelf and stuffed it into her backpack. Then, taking a quick breath, she strained her mental muscles, froming another sprite that didnt really have any form to it.

Just then Caittie felt something from Shadow, 'I'm in and it's done. Anything else you want to order me to do while I'm at it, slavedriver?' Frowning a bit, Caittie sent quick mental reply and almost immediatly Shadow responded back, 'It's done. I owe you nothing now.' With the feeling of someone giving her a rude gesture, Caittie felt the mental link dissapear.
Breathing a quick sigh, Caittie sent out the newly formed sprite. It wasnt formed enough to give a worded reply, but she felt it understood. Nodding, she quickly threw the sheets to the side and picked up her underwear. She put it on quickly, but it still took longer than she had liked.

As she finished putting her shirt in place, she felt something from her proto-sprite. It was a mixture of joy followed by confusion, but before she could question it the connection dissipated. She instinctively knew that it had completed its task and thats why she lost connection with it, but what was that feeling of confusion?
'I dont have time', Caittie told herself as she reached towards her next article of clothing...

[Abbandon]

Carl's Coffins
Tuesday 8/19/70 03:50:17
Cerberus - street samurai
PAN: Hidden

"If you survive she survives. Im not putting my life on the line for your feelings though, do not let her come out of that room unless she is blindfolded or has something over her head. As long as she cant see us us we are safe..unless she has already summoned a spirit."

What the hell is this guy thinking! Does he even have a plan for after we get the girl? If Loui lied to us what the hell does that mean? We have been doing a good job why would he turn on us.

Looking over at Rocky, Cerberus just shakes his head.

[JDragon]

Carl's Coffins
Tuesday 8/19/70 03:50:18
Rocky - physical adept
PAN: Hidden

Rocky nods his head, "Agreed. So now how in the hell do we get in?" As he's talking Rocky starts looking closer at the door and walls around it.

[Konsaki]

Carl's Coffins
Tuesday 8/19/70 03:50:15
Caittie - Technomancer - Hidden
Commlink - Passive

...and grabbed her pants quickly slipping her legs through and clasping the front. Caittie then snached her gloves off the matress, threading her hands and arms throught them. Quickly running one of her hands through her hair to make sure it was all out from inside her shirt, she then reached over and grabbed both her boots.
With both hand now free, she stuffed her feet into the boots, pulled the laces and quickly tied them with deft hands.
Taking a quick breath, she laid back and closed her eyes, waiting for the mental jerk that signaled her transfering her consiousness to the digital realm.
<... Logged onto 1375.3984.3271.28203>
<... Logged onto @#VJ.))Db83.S6$*9.oUJ3>
Caittie did a mental doubletake on the last message. 'That isnt supposed to look like that...', as she called out for one of her sprites.

Almost immedeatly Cid appeared beside her, wrench in hand. Without her even asking, he laughed maniacally saying,"Ah, what wonderful encryption processes we have here. I'm guessing you want that stuff legible, huh? Here we go!" A split second later he was at the code with hammer, wrench and other tools from his belt, all the while mumbling how this or that was interesting.

[Abbandon]

Carl's Coffins
Tuesday 8/19/70 03:50:21
Cerberus - street samurai
PAN: Hidden

"Well I cant jump into one of those side tubes and shoot through the wall they look to small and if the walls are like the doors i will probably kill myself. Im not any good at electronic wiring and stuff so I guess we should harass the manager again and ask if there is a way to manuelly open these doors."

Cerberus carefully examines the door and the wall for any hidden panels.

[adamu]

Carl's Coffins
Tuesday 8/19/70 03:50:24

As Cerberus scanned the hallway, his intuition raced with breaching possibilities. He was considering a number of options within seconds, and then all hell broke loose -

First the lights all died, plunging the hallway into complete darkness. His cybereyes sensed the change and automatically switched to thermo, just as the fire alarm started blaring hellaciously. And then every door in the hallway - except 423, natch - popped open. The lights were on in all the rooms, so he and Rocky could see better now, and it was a good thing, because then the sprinklers started, bathing the area in cold water and eroding the effectiveness of thermographic vision.
And then the panic started as the occupants, probably already awake after the shooting, all started trying to get out at once.

[Abbandon]

Carl's Coffins
Tuesday 8/19/70 03:50:27
Cerberus - street samurai
PAN: Hidden

As the water from the sprinklers starts washing over Cerberus he got a look on his face like his day could not be going any more wrong. "Now we're having fun! This stupid mage must have a hacker backing her up." As Cerberus is looking around the hallway and up at the sprinklers he spots a fairly large duct.. "I say we fall back to Loui, tell them what the girl looks like and wait for her to run, let his boys spot her and then we can pursue her. She may already be on her way out of the building.." He points Rocky to the ducts.

Cerberus flip flops from watching the door and watching Rocky.

[JDragon]

Carl's Coffins
Tuesday 8/19/70 03:50:29
Rocky - physical adept
PAN: Hidden

"FRAK!!"" Rocky's mood has gone from bad to worse. Giving anyone coming out of the tubes a run like hell look, Rocky puts his two cents in, "How in the hell would she have gotten out? Her damn door is still closed. We walk away and she's gone."

Rocky steps across the hallway and looks in to the "room" to the left of the girl's room. He starts knocking on the wall trying to get an idea what the dividing wall is made out of.

[adamu]

Carl's Coffins
Tuesday 8/19/70 03:50:29

He'd had to choose the one to the left of the elf girl's room because a couple of skinny naked junkies were biting and clawing at each other to be the first out of the coffin on the right. Meanwhile, his feet were blocking the door to the coffin below and to the left of the target room, and just as he was getting an idea of what the walls were like, the door pushed open, banging him hard on the shins. From above and all around the two trolls hastily or partially dressed denizens of the lower classes were scambling for safety - an old bag woman flew out of a third-tier coffin and landed square on Cerberus' back before tumbling off and running for the stairs.
It was lucky there were stairwells at both ends of the hall, or they would have been stampeded.

[adamu]

Carl's Coffins
Tuesday 8/19/70 03:50:32

Cerberus walked to the far side of the hallway and backed up a little ways so he could minimize any ricochets from what he was about to do. Some of the coffin residents who were running his direction from either side of the hallway saw his massive frame and the gun he was toting around and quickly changed direction and ran the other direction, usually after screaming something incoherent. He lowered his Ingram White Knight until the glowing red crosshairs in his eyes were over the hatch that his target was hiding behind.

Blowing water from his nose and mouth, Cerberus screamed over the fire alarm, "Rocky, come over here and kneel behind me bro and cover your ears. I've had enough of this damn hatch mocking me."

Rocky looked like he was about to protest on behalf of the elf girl inside the tube but then he saw that Cerberus was probably going to shoot anyway he crossed the hallway and did his best to protect his ears. When Rocky was close enough Cereberus gave him the plan, "After I stop shooting, move in and check the target or try yanking on the hatch to open it. Remember don't let her come out without being blindfolded".

The hallway was still cluttered with people of all ages and in various states of undress and sobriety scrambling out of the building. Some, when they saw what was about to happen, got out of the line of fire as best they could. Other were too panicked to notice. Still others simply had nowhere to escape to. But Cerberus had had enough mucking about. Standing there in the semi dark hallway with his glowing green eyes, he gave the command to his baby to fire off a full burst into the hatch. The gun kicked to life and started spitting out bullets at sub sonic speeds. Fire poured out of the end of the barrel in flashes lighting up the hallway and the front of Cerberus as the gunpowder and gasses forcefully escaped the weapon, some of which was diverted out the specially built vents in the sides of the barrel.

With surprisingly little effort Cerberus was able to keep the gun trained on the target thanks to those gas vents in the barrel and the gyromount the gun was attached to helping him hold it, not to mention his massive muscles. 10 shell casing got spit out the side of the gun one by one in the course of about a second, and fell to the ground and rattled around - not that anyone in the hallway could hear it thanks to the deafening sound of gunfire and bullets hitting metal.

A lot happened during that second. Cerberus saw at least two coffin denizens fall to the ground amid fountains of blood, but he had no time to inspect the damage, as he was distracted by someone hitting across his armored chest in several places with a hammer - blowback!

If Cerberus was hurt, Rocky didn't notice - a fraction of an instant after the firing stopped, the door to the stubborn room 423 gave a shuddering creak and just fell out of its frame to the floor. In an instant, the former athlete was at the edge of the aperture, peering in - there she was, the same little elf as before, only now fully dressed and apparently asleep - her only movement was a sort of twitching of her face. Was she hit?

[adamu]

Carl's Coffins
Tuesday 8/19/70 03:50:33

No, he didn't see any blood. But she was definitely out of it. His long arms easily reached deep into the coffin, and he grabbed her blanket and quickly double-wrapped her head in it before scooping her up and out of the ruined doorway. She was barely over a meter-and-a-half, maybe fifty kilos - she wouldn't even slow him down.
He looked over at Cerberus' machine-gun trained on them. But his green-eyed partner seemed satisfied with the blanket-blindfold and started surveying the carnage he'd wreaked.
Rocky breathed a sigh of relief, just as a window on his glasses opened up, confirming his outgoing text message to Lone Star Security Services! Apparently, he'd just called the cops....

Cerberus was glad to see that the tiny mage was suitably blindfolded, and turned to see if there were any casualties to his rear. There were not. Stoically enduring the ice-cold water cascading down on his head, he looked back down in the direction he'd fired. There was more than enough light from the coffins whose doors were ajar for his enhanced eyes to get a clear view of the scene. There were still a couple of people emerging from their coffins, but fewer than before. He could see that he'd hit three people. As he looked, one of them staggered up and made his way to the stairwell, clutching a shattered shoulder. Another victim, an old dwarf who looked like he hadn't had a decent meal in decades, was obviously dead, a widening pool of blood surrounding his head. Finally, there was an Asian human woman. She'd been gut-shot, and it was easy to see what an Ingram slug-fragment tumbling through the air could do to an unarmored abdomen - she was on her back, feet toward Cerberus, using one arm to drag herself backwards towards the stairs, while another shakily held a small pistol pointed at the cybered troll. She left a thick trail of red on the floor as she inched her way along, and some of her intestines dragged alongside her. At her shoulder, a child of about four tried futilely to help push her along, sobbing words of encouragement in a language Cerberus could not understand.

[JDragon]

Carl's Coffins
Tuesday 8/19/70 03:50:35
Rocky - physical adept
PAN: Hidden

"FRAK!" Rocky swears as he turns to Cerberus with the elf girl over his shoulder, adjusting his grip as she starts to move a little.

"We got a problem, unless I just blacked out and wanted to FUBAR this night even further someone just hacked my freak'n comm and text message the Star." Rocky reaches down to his belt with his free hand and hits the power button on his comm to shut it down and stop any other messages from going out. So glad I wasted the cash on upgrading this thing, FRAK.

"I'm thinking Fish Breath's information was wrong and we got a hacker not not a slitch mage. Even with the door getting blown off her tube she was laying their with her eye's closed. Don't you think if she was a mage she would have be ready to blast the first thing arounf the corner?" Rocky moves the girl so they can talk to her, making sure to keep a good grip on her.

[Abbandon]

Carl's Coffins
Tuesday 8/19/70 03:50:38
Cerberus - street samurai
PAN: Hidden

Cerberus's adrenaline is flowing full force by now. He hears Rocky trying to talk to him to his left which is a good sign in of itself but he cant afford to turn and look in his direction to see if the girl is a threat or not because one of the people he shot, an asian lady who is half crawling half being pulled by a little kid has a gun pointed right at him. Knowing Rocky is probably looking at him awaiting a response he nods his head towards the asian lady.

Cerberus makes every effort to not move a single muscle as he stands there. His ripped body that is as thick as it is tall hidden underneathe his charcoal black business suit keeps his IWK light machine gun frozen in place. Water mixed with sweat dripping off his dark green skin. Feeling the water run over his smooth bald head he wished he had some hair right about now but fighters usually keep it short and a bald head was far easier upkeep than some mop. His horns trying to poke out of the temples in his forehead had also been ground down, another habit from his fighting days and having to wear helmets when at work. Besides his body the only noticable thing about him was the glowing neon green eyes and the matt black pointy ears which were metal.

Hearing Rocky mention something about Lonestar kicks thing up a notch. He already knew they were on a clock but now the clock had a very real deadline. He couldnt afford to get caught now after his actions had gotten somebody killed, there would be no hope of ever getting out of jail, and from the looks of it he was about to be responsable for a second death if he didnt help this asian lady out.

Without moving Cerberus attempts to try and aleviate matters, "Mam I can help, but you need to stop moving. You're making things worse."

[adamu]

Carl's Coffins
Tuesday 8/19/70 03:50:39

In response, the woman's animal-panicked eyes darted from the other big troll clutching the blanket wrapped girl, then to her own child, and then to Cerberus's green eyes penetrating the misty half-light of the hallway. Everything came together in her mind, and she stopped crawling to grip her child tightly to her breast, and steadied the pistol with renewed determination. She barked something at Cerberus, blood spraying from her lips with every word. He couldn't understand a word of it - hell, he couldn't even tell what language it was - but the tone was unmistakeable...it was a warning.

[Konsaki]

Carl's Coffins
Tuesday 8/19/70 03:50:39
Caittie - Technomancer - Hidden
PAN - Passive

As Caittie regains all her senses and wakes up from her stint in the virtual realm, she feels that something is immediately off. Instead of being horizontal on a mattress in a coffin tank, she is vertical and she cant feel the floor. Opening her eyes, she starts to panic as she cant see past a crude blindfold that has been tied around her head, and the fact that two big hands are holding her off the ground.

Not a split second after sensing all these things, she starts squirming around while screaming at the top of her lungs, "Let me go! Let me go!" Her cries barely heard over the spraying water and alarms going off in the building.
She just happens to catch one of her feet on Rocky's chest, and takes footing with her other one. Pushing out with all her might, she struggles vainly to escape, but lacks the power to do so against the massive troll's strength.