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<blockquote data-quote="talien" data-source="post: 4547420" data-attributes="member: 3285"><p><strong>An Outbreak of Alchemy: Part 7 – Do You Expect Me to Talk?</strong></p><p></p><p>Jim-Bean woke up with the wind shrieking all around him. Was it one of those dreams where he was flying? He remembered black smoke, and then…</p><p></p><p>He looked down a dizzying thirty-eight stories to the ground below. Vice-like grips held his wrists and ankles. </p><p></p><p>Oh right.</p><p></p><p>"Magic," sneered Mihn. He held up Jim-Bean's left hand where Archive had stamped him. "It protected him from the Bhzang. But no protection from poison can save you from Jiang's bad breath. "</p><p></p><p>That got a laugh from the other security guards, who were dangling him out the window. Jim-Bean got a glimpse of his duffel bag, which was sitting near the window to his right. </p><p></p><p>Mihn slapped his face. “Pay attention!” He was hunched over Jim-Bean, holding his neck in a stranglehold. "Who sent you?"</p><p></p><p>Jim-Bean swallowed. He was screwed. Hammer had either fled or died in the fighting. Whatever spat the black gunk that even now still coated his lungs was somewhere behind him. Jim-Bean had survived some impressive wounds, but there was no way he could survive a fall from that height. It was only thanks to Archive's magic that he had survived at all…</p><p></p><p>That was it! What was it he had learned in Flagitious Fragments? He tried to focus. </p><p></p><p>"You wouldn't believe me if I told you."</p><p></p><p>Focus! He couldn't do it, his focus was slipping. The wind was whipping in his face, the Tcho-tchos were bruising his wrists and ankles, and he really had to pee. </p><p></p><p>Mihn tightened his grip on Jim-Bean's throat. "You're tough. Most people don't wake up from a meeting with Jiang. But can you fly?"</p><p></p><p>He remembered Lucinda Ennis. The girl had ignited a matchbook with mere thought alone. </p><p></p><p>"I…can't…fly," said Jim-Bean, straining. There was a pop from the duffel bag. "Can you?"</p><p></p><p>Tear gas exploded around them. Jim-Bean dropped to the ground as the other Tcho-tchos lost their grip. Mihn clung to Jim-Bean’s neck, coughing and wheezing. </p><p></p><p>On his hands and knees, Jim-Bean shifted his weight forward. Blinded and stunned from the tear gas, Mihn went sailing out the window. He screamed all the way down.</p><p></p><p>Jim-Bean grabbed his duffel bag and headed for the steps down past the glass doors. </p><p></p><p>The techs looked up at him, curious but unwilling to get involved. After all, he didn't seem threatening.</p><p></p><p>At the other end of the wide room, the elevator dinged. The doors opened and closed long enough for Jim-Bean to get a glimpse of Ko, slumped in one corner of the elevator. They closed before he could reach it.</p><p></p><p>Reaching into his bag, Jim-Bean pulled out a utility tool. Then he slowly wrenched the elevator doors open.</p><p></p><p>The techs looked on nervously. </p><p></p><p>Slinging his bag over his shoulder, Jim-Bean placed thick gloves over both hands. With a short hop, he grabbed hold of the elevator cables that were slowly winching upwards.</p><p></p><p>Xian, noticing his return, walked over to Jim-Bean. "What are you doing? You can't do—"</p><p></p><p>Jim-bean winked at her. Then he put his SIG to the cable and fired.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="talien, post: 4547420, member: 3285"] [b]An Outbreak of Alchemy: Part 7 – Do You Expect Me to Talk?[/b] Jim-Bean woke up with the wind shrieking all around him. Was it one of those dreams where he was flying? He remembered black smoke, and then… He looked down a dizzying thirty-eight stories to the ground below. Vice-like grips held his wrists and ankles. Oh right. "Magic," sneered Mihn. He held up Jim-Bean's left hand where Archive had stamped him. "It protected him from the Bhzang. But no protection from poison can save you from Jiang's bad breath. " That got a laugh from the other security guards, who were dangling him out the window. Jim-Bean got a glimpse of his duffel bag, which was sitting near the window to his right. Mihn slapped his face. “Pay attention!” He was hunched over Jim-Bean, holding his neck in a stranglehold. "Who sent you?" Jim-Bean swallowed. He was screwed. Hammer had either fled or died in the fighting. Whatever spat the black gunk that even now still coated his lungs was somewhere behind him. Jim-Bean had survived some impressive wounds, but there was no way he could survive a fall from that height. It was only thanks to Archive's magic that he had survived at all… That was it! What was it he had learned in Flagitious Fragments? He tried to focus. "You wouldn't believe me if I told you." Focus! He couldn't do it, his focus was slipping. The wind was whipping in his face, the Tcho-tchos were bruising his wrists and ankles, and he really had to pee. Mihn tightened his grip on Jim-Bean's throat. "You're tough. Most people don't wake up from a meeting with Jiang. But can you fly?" He remembered Lucinda Ennis. The girl had ignited a matchbook with mere thought alone. "I…can't…fly," said Jim-Bean, straining. There was a pop from the duffel bag. "Can you?" Tear gas exploded around them. Jim-Bean dropped to the ground as the other Tcho-tchos lost their grip. Mihn clung to Jim-Bean’s neck, coughing and wheezing. On his hands and knees, Jim-Bean shifted his weight forward. Blinded and stunned from the tear gas, Mihn went sailing out the window. He screamed all the way down. Jim-Bean grabbed his duffel bag and headed for the steps down past the glass doors. The techs looked up at him, curious but unwilling to get involved. After all, he didn't seem threatening. At the other end of the wide room, the elevator dinged. The doors opened and closed long enough for Jim-Bean to get a glimpse of Ko, slumped in one corner of the elevator. They closed before he could reach it. Reaching into his bag, Jim-Bean pulled out a utility tool. Then he slowly wrenched the elevator doors open. The techs looked on nervously. Slinging his bag over his shoulder, Jim-Bean placed thick gloves over both hands. With a short hop, he grabbed hold of the elevator cables that were slowly winching upwards. Xian, noticing his return, walked over to Jim-Bean. "What are you doing? You can't do—" Jim-bean winked at her. Then he put his SIG to the cable and fired. [/QUOTE]
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