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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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Re: First Team

Date: 2009-03-27 12:06 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mm-eric.livejournal.com
Aiden moves off from the group, so that he has space to change. There's a brief, neon green glow from his eyes, and then shards of stained glass explode outwards and are pulled inwards to form his armour.

He gives his now rather claw-like fingers a brief, experimental wiggle, flicks his wrist to make sure it's all loose, then clenches one hand into a fist.

Re: First Team

Date: 2009-03-27 01:28 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] general-and-boy.livejournal.com
There really isn't much preparation on Alex's part. One moment he's stepped out of the dreaming -which he did not like at all and now is cranky and wants someone to take it out on - and then next he's dropping behind one of the ones with weapons getting pulled out. Knives pulled out he slashes.

SNEAK ATTACK

Re: First Team

Date: 2009-03-27 02:26 am (UTC)
mmexlibris: (Baron M Wild Eyed)
From: [personal profile] mmexlibris
"That's a brilliant trick, my good man. Let's give these faithless curs what for, shall we?"

The Baron draws his saber, smiles brilliantly, and gives it an experimental twirl.

Re: Second Team

Date: 2009-03-27 03:46 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] 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

Date: 2009-03-27 08:27 pm (UTC)
one_man_army: (slightly sneaky)
From: [personal profile] 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

Date: 2009-03-27 09:02 pm (UTC)
almosthonorable: (mine is an evil laugh)
From: [personal profile] 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: First Team

Date: 2009-03-28 03:24 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] general-and-boy.livejournal.com
It's hard to punch someone that's clinging to your back like a kitten in the curtains. Which is what Alex is currently doing. He's smiling too, giving an uneven laugh as he rides the ghoul.

Re: First Team

Date: 2009-03-28 03:30 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] the-rest-is.livejournal.com
Hamlet's rapier is out and at the ready, and his mouth is drawn in a thin, determined line as he approaches the men in front of the warehouse. His back is ramrod straight, and his walk is self-assured.

One more moment of calm, and then


he runs.

He is still completely silent, but his movements are fast and graceful, all with the intent to kill.

Re: First Team

Date: 2009-03-28 03:30 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] general-and-boy.livejournal.com
Alex bites him on the shoulder, clinging tighter.

"You taste bad," he says.

Re: First Team

Date: 2009-03-28 03:34 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] the-rest-is.livejournal.com
Hamlet's response is to slash at the offending hand, flicking the rapier point up and then thrusting forward with the point of the blade.

Re: First Team

Date: 2009-03-28 03:40 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] general-and-boy.livejournal.com
"I'll scoop your eyes out and stick them in a jar and make you watch as as I take out your intestines!"

He's still clinging.

Like static.

Re: First Team

Date: 2009-03-28 03:45 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] general-and-boy.livejournal.com
One thing Orion has done for Alex is extremely high pain tolerance and an enjoyment for pain.

However it is getting kind of tiresome being bashed into things all this time... so he reaches around and claws the ghoul's face.

Re: First Team

Date: 2009-03-28 03:45 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] the-rest-is.livejournal.com
Spotting the new ghoul out of the corner of his eye, Hamlet performs a flèche in the direction of the first, praying to God that he hits.
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