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Tiwa ([personal profile] piwakawaka) wrote2009-03-26 07:48 pm
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Freeing the Bird

The shortcut through the Dreaming leaves them close to many warehouses and the water in Kaiwharawhara but only one has a palpable feel of magic and about ten young men simply hanging about.

As everyone starts to appear, a few of the men pull out various objects to focus as the magic grows in the air as the others who are a bit too pale just grin.

Teams: 1-Alex, Aiden, the Baron, Hamlet
2-Carl, Ben, James, Peron

Starting things off again and I'm just going to do the James' thread later and make it work.
almosthonorable: (grr)

Re: Second Team

[personal profile] almosthonorable 2009-03-28 06:08 am (UTC)(link)
To hell with this.

He takes off his hat, beating back the flames near his head, and runs toward the sound, fire white-hot on his heels.

"Keep laughin', you son of a bitch."

His sleeve is smoking but he doesn't care; he's rounding the car, leading with his Colt, and he fires as soon as he spies the would-be magician.
one_man_army: (never see him coming)

Re: Second Team

[personal profile] one_man_army 2009-03-28 06:14 am (UTC)(link)
Being on Delta meant that you had a team to back you up, more often than not.

Even with the rest of their team at the front of the building, involved in heavy fighting, they're there, and he trusts that some of them will come if he gets himself into too much trouble.

"Go to hell."

Carl jabs the button down, and there is only a sharp whine in the air for half a second before all the charges around the door blow, tearing through the iron and tin and causing the ground to rumble a little bit, dust and smoke kicked up into the air.

He draws his gun and brings it to ready, then moves on the door.
almosthonorable: (bang bang)

Re: Second Team

[personal profile] almosthonorable 2009-03-28 06:20 am (UTC)(link)
Ben's hat is ablaze, and he throws it to the ground.

"Motherfucker -- "

He squeezes the trigger, hitting the man in the shin; bone splinters and the apprentice screams.

Stone-faced, Ben squats and fires another round into the man's temple.

Re: First Team

[identity profile] mm-eric.livejournal.com 2009-03-28 04:54 pm (UTC)(link)
Aiden stays still for a moment, as the two ghouls start moving. Then, as they get close, he slides out of the way, moving faster than any human should, out of their way.

He scrapes one hand down his arm, scraping loose shards of stained glass that spin in the air and form into a sword. He snatches it up, giving it a quick flick before rushing for one of the ghouls, swinging it at their arm.
mmexlibris: (Baron M Profile)

Re: First Team

[personal profile] mmexlibris 2009-03-28 09:22 pm (UTC)(link)
The Baron parries the blade with the cuff of his coat, and sets the ghoul spinning on his heels. "You cheeky bastard!"

The razaor shart tip of the saber slashes through the creature's hamstrings.

Re: First Team

[identity profile] mm-eric.livejournal.com 2009-03-28 09:25 pm (UTC)(link)
The sword, being made of glass, really should shatter on contact with a lead pipe.

It doesn't. It just starts cutting through, slowly but surely.
mmexlibris: (Baron M Wild Eyed)

Re: First Team

[personal profile] mmexlibris 2009-03-28 09:31 pm (UTC)(link)
The Baron takes advantage of the confusion, circling to keep the ghoul off guard.

"Sorry, my boy! This one hasn't had any training at all. Let me just..." The Baron steps in and plants his boot on the ghoul's hip, shoving him with all his strength.

Re: First Team

[identity profile] mm-eric.livejournal.com 2009-03-28 09:37 pm (UTC)(link)
Aiden gives the Baron a brief nod, before pushing against the lead pipe a little harder, severing it in two.
mmexlibris: (Baron M Profile)

Re: First Team

[personal profile] mmexlibris 2009-03-28 09:46 pm (UTC)(link)
The Baron dances away, the tip of his sword flashing as it arcs through the air.

Re: First Team

[identity profile] mm-eric.livejournal.com 2009-03-28 09:53 pm (UTC)(link)
Aiden takes the bite without being too bothered - it scrapes the armour, but he can deal with that. One hand flashes up to grab the ghoul by the chin, hoist him up, and throw him backwards.

With a good amount of distance between them now, Aiden settles and becomes still, sword raised, as a haze of blue light starts drifting up from him, along with shards of glass from his armour.
mmexlibris: (Baron M Wild Eyed)

Re: First Team

[personal profile] mmexlibris 2009-03-28 09:59 pm (UTC)(link)
"Nice trick, that. Let's finish this, shall we?"

The Baron reaches under his coat and draws an impossibly elegant duelling pistol, aiming it right between the ghoul's eyes. He cocks the hammer and it fires with a thunderous crack.

Re: First Team

[identity profile] mm-eric.livejournal.com 2009-03-28 10:02 pm (UTC)(link)
Aiden nods, hefting his sword and swinging it downwards, sending the glass and energy flowing forward in a blindingly bright wave.

It's aimed at one of the ghouls - the one the Baron isn't shooting at - with intent to incinerate them. Aiden likes the burny-shreddy stuff, he does.

Re: Second Team

[identity profile] artofthpossible.livejournal.com 2009-03-29 03:24 am (UTC)(link)
Perón turns, feeling a gaze on him, and finds the watcher by a door. He doesn't hesitate; he draws his gun and fires, silently praying that the man can't maintain any kind of shielding spell while casting another. If he can deflect the bullets like the other managed to do, then Perón, with the bad knee slowing him down, is out of options.
one_man_army: (never see him coming)

Re: Second Team

[personal profile] one_man_army 2009-03-29 08:45 pm (UTC)(link)
Idiot.

Turns his back and leaves the door open.

The dust in the air doesn't bother him a bit as he moves inside, sighting the man easily and pulling the trigger twice. He didn't bother with a silencer, not with the group they had with them, there's no point.

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