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<blockquote data-quote="ejja_1" data-source="post: 1540743" data-attributes="member: 7880"><p>Tony and Randy crouched low behind a cubicle wall, while gunfire and screaming rang out at regular intervals. They had seen a few dead officers and at least 5 or 6 dead prisoners, since they had decided to attempt to leave.</p><p></p><p>A man dressed in jeans and a T-shirt walked around the corner, he approached the pair with his hands out in front of him. Tony put Two rounds in his chest, without even flinching.</p><p>Randy grabbed him by the shoulders.</p><p></p><p>" What the hell did you do that for? He could be a civilian or a plains clothes cop you maniac!"</p><p></p><p>Tony pointed at the dead mans shoes.</p><p></p><p>" No laces."</p><p></p><p>Randy looked at the mans feet.</p><p></p><p>" Oh yeah, I guess your right."</p><p></p><p>Tony crept up to the body and flipped it over, there was a 9mm Berretta stuffed in the back of the mans pants. Tony looked at Randy and shook his head.</p><p></p><p>"Way to be Barney Fife!"</p><p></p><p>Randy smiled.</p><p></p><p>"So that would make you Otis the town drunk?</p><p></p><p>Tony was about to reply when a man burst through the smoke screaming, mainly due to the fact that he was on fire. Tony rolled out of the way, as the man ran straight for Randy. </p><p></p><p>Randy backed away as fast as he could, finally pushing a potted plant in the mans way. The burning man fell over the plant and crashed to the carpet, where he lay smoking and still burning.</p><p></p><p>Tony looked at Randy.</p><p></p><p>" He's done for, cmon lets get the hell outa here."</p><p></p><p>Randy shook of his shock, and the two made their way further into the smoke filled room. The pair came to a small hallway with a water fountain, Randy put his hand on Tony's shoulder stopping his advance.</p><p></p><p>" Were by the lobby, the security door has to be buzzed before it will open. Ill go and hit the button, you make sure to open the door at the end of this hallway when I do."</p><p></p><p>Tony nodded to Randy, and the two parted ways. Randy made his way over to the security booth, the headless body of Kathy Vargas lay across the command and dispatch console. Randy choked back the tears, Kathy had been a good friend.</p><p></p><p>He reached past her and hit the door release button, and turned to leave the room. A blur of motion caught his eye as he turned, just barely registering that it was a fist hitting him in the face as he was knocked sideways into a chair.</p><p></p><p>Randy brought up his arms to protect himself, as a flurry of blows impacted his head and neck. He could feel his right eye begin to swell up, and tasted the copper taint of blood in his mouth. </p><p></p><p>His assailant continued to work him over, scoring several body blows to the kidneys and generally beating the snot out of him. Randy crumpled to the floor, unable to breath as he felt his ribs crack from the repeated blows.</p><p></p><p>Randy could barely make out a blurry form above him through his swollen eyes, but it was enough to give him the target he needed. His .357 kicked in his hand as he fired into the shape in front of him, not stopping until he came upon the empty chamber of his spent revolver.</p><p></p><p>Shortly thereafter Randy heard a familiar voice.</p><p></p><p>"Clark, I’m comin in the room so hold your fire."</p><p></p><p>A blurry shape approached him, and Tony's haggard face came into view.</p><p></p><p>" Damn Clark, that side of beef in the hall worked you over good. Can you stand?"</p><p></p><p>Randy coughed and spit out a few teeth.</p><p></p><p>"Yeah ill manage, help me up."</p><p></p><p>Tony laughed.</p><p></p><p>"The doors propped open with a garbage can, and there wasn't anybody out front. I think you may have scared them away with that cannon of yours, my ears are still ringing."</p><p></p><p>Randy winced as Tony helped him to his feet, his ribs were on fire and his face was numb. They hobbled out into the hall together, and made there way out the front door into the street.</p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p>Zelaknia made his way down the stairs to were the clerk had pointed, the door was large and made of gray metal. He had promised the man he would let him go when he showed him were T'pau Rey was being kept, he had not promised however that he would let him live.</p><p></p><p>The Drow warrior popped the pin on his last frag grenade and tossed it down into the bottom of the stair well, casually closing the door at the top of the stairs and stepping over the body of the dead clerk.</p><p></p><p>The door muffled the report, but it still made him smile. Smoke poured out from the stairwell as he opened the top door, the bottom door lay in a heap of twisted metal in the no open doorway.</p><p></p><p>Zelaknia bounded down the stairs giggling, he was really starting to love this plane. An open hallway lead back to another door, this one made of wood was no match for the shotgun he had acquired. </p><p></p><p>Stepping into a small room, Zelaknia felt the presence of his beloved. A low hum could be heard from across the room, as the sword began to vibrate on the metal shelf were it lay.</p><p></p><p>The Drow warrior crossed the room and reclaimed what was his, bringing the weapon close to his face and whispering.</p><p></p><p>"Now we will hunt them my friend, hunt them and spill their blood. Until there is no more to spill." </p><p></p><p>The blade purred as if in response, and Zelaknia felt pleasure.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="ejja_1, post: 1540743, member: 7880"] Tony and Randy crouched low behind a cubicle wall, while gunfire and screaming rang out at regular intervals. They had seen a few dead officers and at least 5 or 6 dead prisoners, since they had decided to attempt to leave. A man dressed in jeans and a T-shirt walked around the corner, he approached the pair with his hands out in front of him. Tony put Two rounds in his chest, without even flinching. Randy grabbed him by the shoulders. " What the hell did you do that for? He could be a civilian or a plains clothes cop you maniac!" Tony pointed at the dead mans shoes. " No laces." Randy looked at the mans feet. " Oh yeah, I guess your right." Tony crept up to the body and flipped it over, there was a 9mm Berretta stuffed in the back of the mans pants. Tony looked at Randy and shook his head. "Way to be Barney Fife!" Randy smiled. "So that would make you Otis the town drunk? Tony was about to reply when a man burst through the smoke screaming, mainly due to the fact that he was on fire. Tony rolled out of the way, as the man ran straight for Randy. Randy backed away as fast as he could, finally pushing a potted plant in the mans way. The burning man fell over the plant and crashed to the carpet, where he lay smoking and still burning. Tony looked at Randy. " He's done for, cmon lets get the hell outa here." Randy shook of his shock, and the two made their way further into the smoke filled room. The pair came to a small hallway with a water fountain, Randy put his hand on Tony's shoulder stopping his advance. " Were by the lobby, the security door has to be buzzed before it will open. Ill go and hit the button, you make sure to open the door at the end of this hallway when I do." Tony nodded to Randy, and the two parted ways. Randy made his way over to the security booth, the headless body of Kathy Vargas lay across the command and dispatch console. Randy choked back the tears, Kathy had been a good friend. He reached past her and hit the door release button, and turned to leave the room. A blur of motion caught his eye as he turned, just barely registering that it was a fist hitting him in the face as he was knocked sideways into a chair. Randy brought up his arms to protect himself, as a flurry of blows impacted his head and neck. He could feel his right eye begin to swell up, and tasted the copper taint of blood in his mouth. His assailant continued to work him over, scoring several body blows to the kidneys and generally beating the snot out of him. Randy crumpled to the floor, unable to breath as he felt his ribs crack from the repeated blows. Randy could barely make out a blurry form above him through his swollen eyes, but it was enough to give him the target he needed. His .357 kicked in his hand as he fired into the shape in front of him, not stopping until he came upon the empty chamber of his spent revolver. Shortly thereafter Randy heard a familiar voice. "Clark, I’m comin in the room so hold your fire." A blurry shape approached him, and Tony's haggard face came into view. " Damn Clark, that side of beef in the hall worked you over good. Can you stand?" Randy coughed and spit out a few teeth. "Yeah ill manage, help me up." Tony laughed. "The doors propped open with a garbage can, and there wasn't anybody out front. I think you may have scared them away with that cannon of yours, my ears are still ringing." Randy winced as Tony helped him to his feet, his ribs were on fire and his face was numb. They hobbled out into the hall together, and made there way out the front door into the street. Zelaknia made his way down the stairs to were the clerk had pointed, the door was large and made of gray metal. He had promised the man he would let him go when he showed him were T'pau Rey was being kept, he had not promised however that he would let him live. The Drow warrior popped the pin on his last frag grenade and tossed it down into the bottom of the stair well, casually closing the door at the top of the stairs and stepping over the body of the dead clerk. The door muffled the report, but it still made him smile. Smoke poured out from the stairwell as he opened the top door, the bottom door lay in a heap of twisted metal in the no open doorway. Zelaknia bounded down the stairs giggling, he was really starting to love this plane. An open hallway lead back to another door, this one made of wood was no match for the shotgun he had acquired. Stepping into a small room, Zelaknia felt the presence of his beloved. A low hum could be heard from across the room, as the sword began to vibrate on the metal shelf were it lay. The Drow warrior crossed the room and reclaimed what was his, bringing the weapon close to his face and whispering. "Now we will hunt them my friend, hunt them and spill their blood. Until there is no more to spill." The blade purred as if in response, and Zelaknia felt pleasure. [/QUOTE]
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