Freeing the Bird

[piwakawaka]

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.

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Second Team

[piwakawaka]

When Tane sees those waiting for him he gives a laugh,

"Guess won't be surprising 'em, just have to scare them instead."

Re: Second Team

[artofthpossible.livejournal.com]

Perón is a bit disoriented from the trip through the Dreaming, as well he might be - it's like and yet unlike anything he might experience at home. The return to solid reality clears his head, though, as does the feel of the gun he draws from sheer instinct. His gaze flickers over their opponents, sizing them up as best he can in the second or two before he aims and fires.

Re: Second Team

[piwakawaka]

The sound of gunfire slightly surprises the apprentices who start weaving spells as a few duck behind a car.

One is winged and another finds himself tackled by Tane.

Re: Second Team

[artofthpossible.livejournal.com]

Perón leaves Tane to his business, not wanting to risk injuring the man, and focuses on the one he nicked. In this world he doesn't know, he can't take any chances, so he fires again. His concentration is stronger this time, his aim not just to startle or wound, but to finish the job.

Re: Second Team

[piwakawaka]

In the time he's taken between shots the apprentice has constructed a spell of air and the bullets fly past him.

He laughs and in his hand a ball is spun and spun as around Peron a fog starts to fall.

Re: Second Team

[artofthpossible.livejournal.com]

In just a few seconds, Perón cannot see. It's alarming, and he tenses before he forces it from his mind: he must remain calm, focused. He must not make himself an easy target. They want to take his sight? Then he won't use it.

He closes his eyes, and listens. He can hear the laughter. He holsters his gun, and draws his knife. The blade is iron - he didn't know if the metal would do extra damage against anyone not of Tiwa's race, but regardless of what it is made of, the blade is still sharp and can hurt anything vulnerable to torn flesh. He lunges toward the laughter, and thrusts the knife forward hard.

[OOC: I have no objection to relatively minor injuries; nothing life-threatening, but flesh wounds are okay.]

Re: Second Team

[piwakawaka]

The apprentice moves in and hits at Peron's legs with an iron pipe as the fog slightly dissipates.

Re: Second Team

[one_man_army]

He shakes his head when they step out of the Dreaming - that was odd and disorienting - but he takes a look at the warehouse and immediately starts forming a plan.

If everyone is focusing their attention on the front, it would be easier for him to sneak around the back and attempt to find a way in. Rarely do you just waltz in the front door to any compound, let alone one guarded by magic users.

He glances at Tane.

"You keep these bastards busy, I can go see what our options are for infiltration."

Re: Second Team

[piwakawaka]

Right before he tackles one of them Tane gives Carl a nod.

Re: Second Team

[one_man_army]

He shoulders his small pack and sets off at a quick run down the street, getting a few warehouses down before he ducks between the buildings while people are busy tearing each other apart in the street.

It's simple enough to double back and work his way back to the target, and he pulls his gun from the holster as a precaution, listening to the sounds on the front side of the building and not making a sound as he creeps through the shadows.

A door would be nice, but if not, he's got no problem with blowing out a window to drop inside.

Re: Second Team

[piwakawaka]

There's one small door at the back of the warehouse, a fire escape and all the windows have been boarded up from the inside.

Re: Second Team

[one_man_army]

He eyes the fire escape and then moves to climb a stack of nearby crates, reholstering his weapon before jumping to grab the railing and haul himself up, careful to make as little noise as possible.

The first window he reaches, he carefully tries to get a glimpse inside through one of the cracks.

Re: Second Team

[piwakawaka]

The window sheds little light but there is a lamp over near the front of the building at the Mage's workbench where two figures talk.

Its almost impossible to see the cage in the shifting light and yet there are moments where it can be seen in a corner far from everything.

Re: Second Team

[almosthonorable]

Ben blinks, hard, shaking off the aftereffects of whatever that was, his hand already on the Hand of God.

The Colt is out of its holster in half a heartbeat, and he's grinning at the odds.

"We got this," he says with a nod to Carl; he starts firing, the sound of his shots bleeding into Perón's.

Re: Second Team

[piwakawaka]

When bullets not magic greet them at first, the apprentices try to hide behind some cars as they start creating and working on spells.

They're not quick enough to be unscathed and one apprentice is down on the ground with a bleeding leg.

Re: Second Team

[almosthonorable]

Cold fire lights Ben's eyes; he puts a bullet in the fallen man's chest, then empties the chamber. Metal hits metal and sparks fly from the impact.

He reloads, fingers quick and practiced, keeping his attention on the rest of the shadowed figures.

He's really hoping some kind of spell isn't about to fly his way.

Re: Second Team

[piwakawaka]

Sadly luck isn't with him as fire dances in a circle around him and the one behind the car stays there.

Re: Second Team

[almosthonorable]

"Ah, hell -- "

He squeezes off two shots and whirls; the fire's got him surrounded.

"Mother of Christ, this better work."

He takes a breath, clutches his hat, and tries to leap over the flames.

Re: Second Team

[piwakawaka]

A laugh can be heard behind the car and Ben just clears the fire which leaves as soon he clears it though appears again near his head and arms.

Re: Second Team

[notthatpotter]

James is still for a moment; traveling through the Dreaming is unlike anything he's ever experienced, and he's tried a number of different 'magical' ways of travelling.

He glances at the group of men and fishes into his robes pocket for his wand.

Re: Second Team

[piwakawaka]

One of the apprentices grins and starts playing with a pack of cards as he moves towards James, who at least doesn't have a gun.

As he walks and the cards flip, the air around James starts to stir with a strange wind that keeps getting stronger.

Re: Second Team

[notthatpotter]

He's pretty sure air doesn't do that. And it usually doesn't feel like this either.

He raises his wand.

"Where is she?" he demands.

Re: Second Team

[piwakawaka]

"Out of your reach."

There's a sneer in the apprentice's voice as the wind tightens.

Re: Second Team

[notthatpotter]

He narrows his eyes, taking the briefest moment to recall all of the offensive spells he knows, picking the right one from his roster.

He watches the apprentice continue to flip through his cards.

"Why do you need her?" he asks, buying some time.

Re: Second Team

[piwakawaka]

"Foolish honor and you'll give up all for her. My master has shown it will be so and if you don't, the iron will kill her."

The sneer turns into a laugh as the wind shifts to grab some gravel.