Ain't that a Kick in the Head?

[BaldurAnthology]

Tomoyo feels something hit her in the back, hard, and falls forwards, doing a summersault. Her vision blurs a bit, but she pushes herself back up. She had gone through worse at the hands of raiders, and her grandfather's training. She starts doing some rapid swinging and twirling maneuvers, battering at the woman's endurance, and weapons. She hoped she could either kill this woman or drive her away so she could kill the one she had pinned to the wall.

[mythicdawnmaster]

Luisa got a cigarette out of the packet and lit it, she took a long drag, and then blew out into the air She watched Morgan sharpen his knife... she had an eye for blades, and responded "Well, i spend a lot of time away from bars... my job is different than it seems." She turned her gaze back to Morgan's blade and said "bowie knife? No no, not right.." Edited July 8, 2012 by mythicdawnmaster

[DemonLady]

As she attempted to back up, the Raider got caught in the swing of the blades, one taking off her entire left arm, the other slicing her in the guy. She dropped Prime, as it as in her left hand, and collapsed to the ground, writhing in pain.

 

Jsut at that moment, Cathy got her strength back enough to fire a .45 into her knee, with a devilish smirk. She pulled herself to her feet following the shot, and slowly stumbled over. She stood over top of the Raider with a glare.

 

"Looks like the roles are reversed, Scum-Sucker."

 

With one last grimace, Cathy aimed her Colt and fired three times, all to the head, the first one destroying her left eye, the second the fatal blow, and the third beheading her, as per her signature.

[BaldurAnthology]

Tomoyo sheathes Courage, and stumbles over to the raider she pinned to the wall. She grabs Wisdom, and with a scream she yanks the blade out of the wall and slices upwards, cutting the man in half. She stumbles towards Cathy, and collapses on the ground.

[DemonLady]

Cathy reached down to lift her up, clearly the stronger of the two, having not been whacked in the back of the head by a spiked baseball bat. She picked up Prime in one hand as a keep-sake, and then Tomo in the other, dragging her out of the mart.

 

"You alright? Your head looks pretty screwed up.."

[BaldurAnthology]

Tomoyo takes a stimpack out of her belt and jabs herself in the neck with it. Within a few seconds, she started to feel better, and pulls herself upright, presses Cathy against the wall, gives her a light smack and kisses her. Pulling away for a moment she whispers "You could have warned me about your psycho ex," before alternating kissing Cathy on the lips, and kissing and nibbling on the side of the neck. "Figured we could pick up where we left off at camp,"

[DemonLady]

Cathy grunted against the wall, then yelped.

 

"Ah, watch my hand, it's still sore. she wasn't my ex, per say. She molested me when I was kidnapped as a child by the Raider she was in, and she wanted revenge for their disbandment, and the Leaders' deaths."

 

She returned the kiss, albeit with a huge lack of energy, and smiled politely when she could.

 

"Maybe we should save that for when I'm not all dinged up, hm? Can't be much fun with a broken, swollen hand, ya know."

 

She laugh softly, resting her hands on the asian's backside with a smirk.

 

"Rain cheque? Promise we'll do it when my hand's not so battered. We should go back to the camp impromptually. I'm sure Sandro would be happy to see we're alive, despite our wounds. Then I can also properly sow that wound on your head shut. You may feel better, you know, but it's still bleeding."

[Flipout6]

Versing met a hail of gunfire once he started shooting at the assassins, with bullets flying everywhere but not hitting him.... yet. He made a mad dash for the building and dove behind the wall, buying himself some time. He fired a few more times at the assassins to empty his clip. If he hit any, they didn't show it. They were sprinting now, full-tilt, towards his position, spreading out so that he had would have nowhere to hide once they reached him. They were almost upon him, and he snuck over to one side of the building. They were organizing themselved into pairs now, two for each side of the building. He couldn't wait until they were upon him to ambush one, or else the assassins from the other side would nail him. he came up with a plan as fast as he could, although it wasn't much of a plan. He reloaded his rifle, and then swung himself out to the side, lying prone, past the cover of the wall. Raising his rifle, he shot one of them a little bit higher than where he would usually aim, so that at least one of the four shots he fired would hit the target in the head. It worked, and thankfully it worked on the most heavily armoured target of them all, the Centurion, so he wouldn't have to worry about an angry man in tank-like armor slaughtering him later. The bullet hit the Centurion just above his left eyes, a little above the eyebrow. That alone would have killed him, but one tore out his throat, another one went through his cheek, and the lost one completely missed. He dropped like a stone, blood everywhere. The other assassin had enough time to react that he got two bullets off before Versing aimed and shot him between the eyes, almost through the nose, and then shot him in the head again as he slowly fell to make sure that the job was done. There wasn't any screaming, but the other assassins sped up a little. Now Versing just had to deal with them.

 

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The Legion Frumentarius, dressed in some leather armor, approached the gate, with a 9mm pistol in his pocket and a machete strapped to his side. He approached Tenpenny Tower's front gate, and was instantly met with scorn from a security officer.

"What do you want? Tenpenny ain't takin' any more residents."

The Frumentarius frowned, but pressed the intercom button and said "I was hoping that Mr. Tenpenny had a few jobs that I could do. I am quite capable, in case such jobs involve danger." He grinned, despite nobody seeing his face.

"Ah, give me a minute." apparently the man was talking to somebody else on the radio, because some voices were clearly heard over the intercom. "Okay, Mr. Tenpenny says you can come in, but with an armed escort. Don't want no trouble here. I'm opening the gate."

The gate opened, and a security officer walked out. It wasn't the security chief, that much the Frumentarius could tell, but that could turn out to be a blessing in disguise. "No funny business." He said.

The Frumentarius walked inside the gate, with the security officers behind him. As fast as lightning, the Frumentarius ripped his machete out of its sheath, and slit the throat of the guard, who grabbed his throat and fell to his knees. Before his accomplice could react or even shout, the Frumentarius beheaded him in a single swift stroke, just lke the Legion taught him, before doing the same to the guard with the slit throat. He walked over to the radio that the man had used to talk to Alistair Tenpenny, and changed the frequency to the one Decanus Cornelius used.

"I'm in. The front security guards are dead, and I killed them quietly, as instructed. Begin the attack." he said coldly.

Edited July 9, 2012 by Flipout6

[BaldurAnthology]

Tomoyo looks at her strangely. "Stimpacks start the healing process. Look!" She says, moving her hair to reveal the cuts had closed already and had pinkish skin around the edges, indicating healing. "Hold still" She grabs a stimpack, and stabs it into Cathy's hand, pressing on the plunger. She does this twice more to bring down the swelling. "Now, how bout that raincheck?" She gives Cathy a light smack on the rump in return for where her hands are, and presses her lips once more against Cathys

[MikeRyan]

Morgan smiled and nodded at Luisa and chuckled slightly

 

"It sure is a bowie, but it has been customised by a man who was like a father to me so it has some features that normal bowies don't have. You said your job is different, what do you mean? If you don't mind me asking that is."

 

Morgan sheated his knife and held his view at Luisa, awaiting her response.