piwakawaka: (cage)
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: (baleful)

Re: Second Team

[personal profile] almosthonorable 2009-04-27 06:05 am (UTC)(link)
Air rushes from his lungs when his back hits the wall; his hat falls to the floor and he joins it a half-second later.

His eyes are watering and he can't pull in a breath, but he's still got his gun, and he's hoping like hell he's buying Benton some time.
one_man_army: (oh no you didn't)

Re: Second Team

[personal profile] one_man_army 2009-04-27 06:23 am (UTC)(link)
He's bought plenty of time, since Carl had originally stalked off out of sight and the next time he's seen is when he's practically on the Mage, coming out of nowhere and coming in swinging.

(And really hoping the bastard will at least fight like a man instead of playing his stupid magic tricks.)
one_man_army: (never see him coming)

Re: Second Team

[personal profile] one_man_army 2009-04-27 06:43 am (UTC)(link)
Carl excels at hand to hand combat - being trained to disable a man in as few steps as possible helps. He gets an elbow to the temple in an effort to disorient him further, then a shot to the knees to try and knock him down.

He figures that pinning his hands will help cut down the magic, but if he can't do that, he'll settle for screwing them up.
almosthonorable: (you won't like me when i'm angry)

Re: Second Team

[personal profile] almosthonorable 2009-04-27 06:49 am (UTC)(link)
Ben blinks hard, trying to spot Tiwa and James across the darkened expanse, and then he's up.

(Wheezing, but he's up.)

Gripping his Colt, he stalks toward the scuffle and, trying to keep out of Benton's way, aims a knee to the Mage's stomach.
one_man_army: (oh no you didn't)

Re: Second Team

[personal profile] one_man_army 2009-04-27 06:58 am (UTC)(link)
They need to buy enough time for James and Tiwa to get out of the building, and when Carl gets the chance he wraps an arm tight around the Mage's neck, holding him 'still' as he can with the struggle.

He's just inches from the line of 'fire', but he can just tell that Ben's a hell of a shot.

There's a bit of a grating pain in his elbow, some half-assed spell or attempt at freedom by the magic user hitting him in the already injured joint. Out of the corner of his eye, he sees two shadows slip out the door to freedom.

Carl locks eyes with Ben and nods.

It's all the signal the other man should need.
Edited 2009-04-27 06:59 (UTC)
almosthonorable: (fast hands)

Re: Second Team

[personal profile] almosthonorable 2009-04-27 07:08 am (UTC)(link)
His knee connects with the Mage's belly, and there's a thickness in the air that has nothing to do with smoke or debris -- it's magic, and Ben can feel it; he knows Benton probably can, too.

They need more time. James and Tiwa need more time.

He draws back to strike the Mage, and his eyes meet Carl's.

Returning the nod, he takes a swift step back.

Another.

bang

bang

bang

He's a hell of a shot, all right.