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    Opportunities In Unlikely Places

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    Re: Opportunities In Unlikely Places

    Post by System on Fri Aug 04, 2017 10:13 pm

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    Re: Opportunities In Unlikely Places

    Post by Universal NPC on Sat Aug 05, 2017 2:47 am

    It... It did not work. How did it not work? The car’s tires should not have been so well armored, much less be able to deflect the bullets that hit the rubber. Nick cursed under his breath s he brought an arm up to furtively shield himself from the ricocheting bullets that bounced his way. Lead embedded itself in the asphalt and the sidewalk’s concrete with a shrill metallic cry and a snap of splitting stone.

    His partner was having the same problem, as he ducked against the door again as bullets were sent every which way from the car’s armored paneling. The glass, the metal, the tires... It seemed there was no part of this machine that was not fortified. Tony knew that they should have left the damn punk and his car alone, but did Nick listen? Of course not, he had to run out there to meet him with his pride out blowing in the wind. Now look where they were, Nick had a damn hole burned into his chest, and they were trying to shoot up a bullet-proof sports car! Their luck turned from bad to worse, as Tony tried to pull the trigger again and found it would not move.

    Something was jamming up the mechanism, the gun refused to shoot for him. He cursed and slapped the side of the weapon against the palm of his hand, trying to free whatever was stuck. This was impossible, Tony thought. He had just used this a day ago, he cleaned it to a fastidious degree! How could it jam on him now?

    Nick seemed to catch on, ”The fuck are ya doing?! Shoot this fucker!” He barked from where he was sprawled on the pavement, and hand moving to cover the burns on his chest.

    Tony looked between him and the stubborn pistol in his hand; ”It... It’s jammed! It’s jammed!” He helplessly called back

    There was an electronic snap and a flash of green; the working ability of his firearm was soon the furthest thing from both of their minds. A sharp, pained cry erupted from Nick’s throat as one beam managed to hit him square in the chest, knocking him back. He just registered the second beam graze harmlessly by just above his nose, and another stabbing, burning sensation as the third beam of green light seared a gash across his shoulder. There a sharp hiss and a crackle of cooking flesh, the stink rising to sting his nostrils as he rolled over onto his side. His vision blurred briefly, and he felt something warm and wet trickle down his cheek. Was it blood? No, it was crystal clear, colorless. Nick was crying.

    ”sonuvabitch...!” He spat, wrapping an arm around his charred chest as he rolled onto his knees. ”Tony!... Tony!”

    The thug coughed and shakily got to his feet, his steps staggering from adrenaline as he nearly tripped while trying to run to his fellow gangmember. ”Tony...”

    The aforementioned Tony looked over his friend in what scarce time he had. Smoke rose from his wounds, his shirt had been burned away -was still burning away, from the bright green light that had come out of the car. The sharp reek of cooking human flesh burned his nostrils and contorted his already horrified expression. He had never seen Nick messed up this bad, he never seen anyone burned like this-!

    A hand clapped itself on his shoulder, leaving black, ashen smudges on the blue vinyl. God, that had been his skin...

    ”Tony, we... We gotta get out of here!” he urged, and managed to pull the other’s gaze from the smudged, blackened hand that was on his jacket. ”This fuckin’ thing’s made of invisible!”

    He... he had to have meant invincible, but Nick’s lack of literacy was nowhere near the forefront of Tony’s mind. What was on his mind was that within a matter of seconds Nick had suffered two severe burns on his chest. The afflicted skin was black and cracked, like charcoal, he swore he saw it flare up and glow red when the air hit it. Was that him, was that the fabric of his shirt as it melted to his skin? The two were indiscernible from each other. Both just as easily made his stomach do flips.

    ”Y-yeah!” It sounded as if he was keeping himself from throwing up as he blurted that out.

    There was no argument from him, as he tossed aside the jammed gun and wrapped his now free arm around Nick. Possessing the better set of legs between them, Tony nearly dragged Nick along as they both ran away from the storefront. Their shoes clapped harshly on the cold pavement, echoing off the buildings as they made their escape down the block. but,as Nick still possessed the working gun between their duo, he turned, swinging his arm behind him to shoot at the car one more time as they made their retreat.




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    Action: Shooting at KARR as they escape


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    Re: Opportunities In Unlikely Places

    Post by System on Sat Aug 05, 2017 2:47 am

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    Re: Opportunities In Unlikely Places

    Post by K.A.R.R. on Sat Aug 05, 2017 5:28 am

    ”Wait... You want to kill them?” Leroy looked at the darkened lines of yellow LED’s in front of him, as if attempting to comprehend what he had heard in the AI’s voice.

    The only confusion the AI held was why Leroy was so surprised, ”And you want them to live?” He retorted, incredulous with the wiry youth in his driver’s seat. ”Did you not witness their immediate reaction to our resistance was to shoot at us? You act as if you ran off after I had knocked the thug Nick over with my door.”

    Nick’s expression grew sheepish, ”Well yeah, but...” A tan hand rose to scratch behind his neck, stammering out what the AI could only figure to be vocal filler as he attempted to find his argument. ”But you said you wouldn’t put us in... in Pear-ill.”

    Peril, Leroy.” KARR briefly scolded, ”And I did exactly that, I kept us out of peril. Neither you or I have suffered any injuries.”

    Although, that would soon be a lie, as his scanners picked up Tony and Nick’s retreat. Though Nick’s wounds were few, they were severe. His scanners detected multiple fourth degree burns on his chest, exacerbated by the synthetic fibers of his shirt as they melted into his skin. He would need time in the hospital, if he ever made it. The both of them decided it high time to flee from the scene of their battle with their tails tucked between their legs, wounded and completely stumped about what to do with the car that just disfigured one of their duo. the fact the thug would have lasting scars from the experience was a pleasant thought to placate himself for the moment.

    Bullets sprayed from the mouth of the pistol in a parting volley, glancing off his armor with a series of metallic pings and screeches, and Leroy flinched reflexively in his seat. Dark eyes looked at the monitors, which followed the duo’s retreat.

    ”...Aren’t you going to follow them?” Leroy asked, glancing from the monitors to the vox within the still darkened cabin.

    ”While it would have been best if they had been eliminated completely, their flight has left us with a prime opportunity. That, Leroy, was the goal all along.” KARR replied, both of his monitors focused upon the storefront with a breif flicker. ”We just saved that man’s livelihood, why not go and take some due gratitude? He probably will want to reward the one who kept his store from getting robbed, and his life intact.”

    Leroy’s eyes widened to the point of bugging, ”What? Gratitude? Boris is probably scared shitless in there!” He exclaimed, stabbing a finger towards the screen.

    ”Exactly! He will need support.” KARR confidently stated, already shifting himself into reverse and pulling up to the curb in front of the shop. ”Go help him. I will wait here.”

    Leroy’s brow furrowed, and his hand left his neck to rise and run through his short crop of muddy hair. A sigh hissed from his nostrils as he thought over everything, the talk he had with the car, the drive out here, the stakeout, the fight... Admittedly, this was not what he had been imagining when he had talked with KARR about this new get-rich plan a month ago.

    ”We have already made the first step forward, Leroy. Don’t back out now.” The AI uttered, his synthetic voice taking on an encouraging tone. "You are friends with Boris, helping him clean up the shop should be easy.”

    Well, the AI was right, they already had taken a step forward into this plan. If he backed out now, the Cobalts knew what he sounded like, they would be looking for him soon enough after this stunt, especially after they saw the car. The only way he would be safe really, was if he got rid of the two-toned chatterbox. Yet, after that fight, it felt a lot more like he was putting himself wilfully in danger if he split ways with the vehicle. He did not know anyone that had the money for an armored car, much less one that could shoot lasers, or send a Cobalt running. No matter how he cut it, the best way was to go inside and see where KARR’s efforts took him.

    ”Well, Leroy? Your window will not last forever.” KARR spoke up again, and his passenger removed his hand from his head to reach over and grasp the door handle.

    ”Yeah, yeah I’ll go talk to him. You’re right.” The young man surrendered, pushing the door open and stepping out into the chilly April eve.

    Worn winter boots clapped on the asphalt, passing by a few haphazard clusters of fresh holes had been punched through by the deflected bullets. dark eyes glanced down, and a lump formed in his throat as he took notice, and realized just how easily those could have landed in him instead. The toe of his boot mindlessly kicked aside a spent casing as he stepped around the car and pulled his jacket a little closer around him, pulling the zipper up to shut out the cold. his breath curled from his mouth in a small grey cloud as he stepped up onto the sidewalk and approached the door. For a scant instant, he had thought it right to raise a hand and knock on the door, before hesitating and sliding his hand into his pocket. his free hand pressed against the door and pushed it open, the bell overhead ringing welcomingly as he stepped inside the disheveled establishment.

    ”Hey, Boris?... Are you okay?” He asked, looking around. Where did the old man get to while all hell broke loose outside?




    KARR

    HP: 580/510 -70
    DP: 60/0 -4
    AP: 106/85

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    Action:Talking up Leroy's confidence.

      Current date/time is Mon Aug 21, 2017 1:52 pm