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The neon lights make me numb (Ch. 5: Day 3)
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Author:  Kazz [ Tue May 15, 2012 10:03 pm ]
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Indeed, Mako managed to get out a (very) slurred "I'm okay" in the general direction of not-the-floor -- he wasn't dead! He was just... ... completely numb, effectively paralyzed, but otherwise just dandy. Uh, relatively speaking.

Corin was among those that would not have been able to hear the shark's status, as he took off like a shot along with Geoff and wasted no time in following the hedgehog in pursuit of the deer. There was a sort of glint in his eye-- both that of the eccentric madman, and of the (would be) hero-without-a-cause who has finally found some form of target, and was intent on pursuing it.

He screeched to a halt outside of the stairwell for his own part, and very nearly got himself caught up in trying to carry his spear along with him. Leaving his polearm was hardly an option, and so with a tricky bit of maneuvering he brought himself through and began bounding up the stairs in turn.
It would be wise to give him a berth of about five feet from behind, lest a hypothetical follower be impaled by his spear.

Ah! The thrill of the chase!
Author:  psikeout [ Tue May 15, 2012 10:43 pm ]
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Casey was reluctant to just leave Mako when the boy couldn't even support his own weight, but knew there were more dangerous, pressing matters to attend to. So, with a poor choice of words — "Don't go anywhere!" — followed by an apologetic wince at the numb fish's predicament, the hog gently set him down on the floor and took off after the action.

He'd have some catching up to do, but he was no slouch. His short legs tromped and clapped his boots against the floor like a machinegun as he haplessly barreled through the stairwell door, grabbing the frame on his way to pivot through, huffing and puffing up the stairs but not slowing. Yet. (It depended on just how many flights were involved in the chase.)
Author:  Greens [ Tue May 15, 2012 11:07 pm ]
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And Ace?

Well, it would be easy to assume he'd torn off after the perp along with all the others. He'd managed to beautifully slam his own head against the wall in his attack on Archer, and he was only finished shaking the stars out of his eyes as Geoff peeled off to follow. Truth be told, he wanted nothing more, but... there was something bugging him. Something that revealed itself when he saw its exhausted figure sprawled out on the floor like a sock puppet without a hand inside. The others had Archer. No one had Mako.

"N'hh, crap, he said, grunting his way towards the shark, and worried about what in the world black ops BS the deer would've stuck him with if he wanted him 'out of the picture' as he said. Whatever it was, it was going through this poor little guy right now. He staggered his way to the boy's side and flipped him belly-up, waving a hand in his face. "Hey-- hey." Gentle smack on the cheek. "C'n you hear me man? What the Hell did he stick in you..."
Author:  Rachel [ Wed May 16, 2012 12:19 am ]
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One of the hospital room doors opened a few moments after the stairwell door closed for the last time. With a heavy clank the armor figured left the room of a very startled elderly man who awoke to find a grim llama hanging out in his room.

The Llama didn't give chase to defend her companion in crime. Archer would have to fend for himself. She had a mission to complete. Fully armored with her Xgear on her back she sprinted down the hall to the cafeteria.

When she reached it she almost tripped over the very cat she was looking for and a fish. She had to skid to a stop to keep from actually crashing into them. Once halted she raised both hands to spray sticky foam at them as a sort of knee-jerk reaction. She hadn't expected to find them on the floor in the doorway.
Author:  Seafarinhare [ Wed May 16, 2012 1:27 am ]
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With no signs of slowing down or fatigue, Archer continued his sprint up the stairs, with the occasional glance down to confirm people were still following him.

Perfect. Everyone but the guy he was targeting. Hopefully Tracer could handle the rest. If Archer could have his way, he'd make it all the way to the roof of the hospital. He kicked the door open, passed through, then tried to find something he could hide behind. There wasn't really anywhere to go, but if he could give his pursuers even the slightest pause, he'd be golden.

The rooftop was riddled with AC units here and there. There was also a ramp leading up to an elevated platform where the helipad was. You know. Your typical rooftop battlefield.
Author:  Sheff [ Wed May 16, 2012 10:04 pm ]
Post subject:  Re: The neon lights make me numb (Ch. 5: Day 3)
tump tump tump tump "hup!" tump tump BAM

Out slammed the door, allowing the green hedgehog to come barreling through with his urgency in tow. Feet skidded on the roof as he came to a pause, at lost on which direction to take now. His frantically darting eyes seemed to catch something out of the corner of his eye, Geoff soon marching in that general direction, skirting around the AC units in the process as he sought out a pair of antlers in the dim lighting of the night.

"Decided to give us a visit after our business on the train, huh?" he threw out into the cool air, his breath coming out in white puffs. "Thought you got what you wanted. Unless you're just here to 'check on our health'."

A pause as he peered about some more.

"What's this all about?"
Author:  psikeout [ Wed May 16, 2012 10:26 pm ]
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Casey was right along behind — following Corin's arrival, anyway, since he was the one flailing a spear around. Unlike the similarly-aged aardwolf, however, the scruffy-faced hog stopped at the top of the stairs, clutching the doorframe, and staggering out with sweat dripping off his face, wheezing.

"Stairs..." he gasped bitterly. "Stairs."

His mortal enemy.

He lumbered a few slow, heavy steps across the gravel-topped roof, boldly onward toward the action, controlling his respiration through heavy, slow nose-breathing with a bug-eyed look on his face all the while.
Author:  Greens [ Wed May 16, 2012 11:05 pm ]
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"D'oh, what--"

...Was really all he could get out before Tracer launched sticky goop on Ace's unarmored form. The "--What the f&#*???" came just after. As if it wasn't enough being a humiliating thing to be doused in, and that was probably Tracer, the crazy broad who blasted Rock half to Hell that did it, it wasn't long before his entire body seemed to feel heavier with every passing second.

In a bout of frustration and a pinch of panic, Ace had jerked up from his crouched position and tried to find cover from her, tearing a portion of the foam from one of his eyes and delivering muffled obscenities as he did. It felt like he was wading through a sea of invisible peanut butter. He was naked, both in attire and inventory, and seemingly completely abandoned, save for a shark of debatable consciousness. All in all, it seemed like an average Monday.
Author:  Rachel [ Wed May 16, 2012 11:15 pm ]
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Tracer turned as the cat pealed off and scrambled away. She sprayed after him. After he took cover she paused, looking down at the paralyzed and now firmly stuck to the floor fish. Her shoulder mounted cannon gun pivoted and pointed down at the shark.

"Surrender." she said firmly to Ace. It was clear she was threatening harm to the shark so she felt no need to elaborate for the feline.




Juuuuuust clarifying
Author:  Kazz [ Wed May 16, 2012 11:19 pm ]
Post subject:  Re: The neon lights make me numb (Ch. 5: Day 3)
"HALT, FIEND!" Corin announced in his usual style, quite leaping ahead with a dramatic (and, honestly, rather menacing-- providing one didn't know the man) flourish of his spear.
His bronze-gold eyes were focused quite dead-set on the deer, but in a stunning move, he didn't say anything. Mark it down, folks.

Mako was conscious, and had almost slurred another "I'm okay!" out (and possibly a vague noise meant ot be 'you don't need to slap me, geeze'), before... Tracer and a mass of sticky, sticky something.
Of course.
Even if he had been able to move in the first place, there was basically no hope of it now.

Though his body was like lead, his mind was still as sharp -- and prone to complaining -- as usual. It seemed that every thirty seconds the world was trying to figure out how best to make this day as bizarre and awkward (bizawkward?) as it could.
And then (boy, there were sure a lot of "and then"s going on) he found himself staring at the cannon of a very heavily armored llama.

"RJHAATHH."
That probably meant, stop pointing that at me it's freaking me out.
Author:  Seafarinhare [ Wed May 16, 2012 11:55 pm ]
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No reply came in response to Geoff's talking to thin-air. Not yet anyways.

From behind his cover, Archer retrieved a stash he'd put in hiding. His quiver, which only had a handful of arrows in it, and his bow. His ears perked as he heard footsteps.

Urgency required action. He swung his quiver over his shoulder and clipped it across his chest. When Geoff rounded the corner, several units down from where he was, Archer was on a knee, arrow drawn, and he let it go. The arrow was tipped with a small cylinder, which, if it hit his mark(aka Geoff's face), it would explode with the force of being hit with a blunt object, like a bat or a monkey wrench.

"Well...if you must know..." He said as he moved out of sight again pulling another arrow from his quiver, "I thought we hit it off pretty well back there."

He made his way around behind the helipad, knowing the others were around the only doorway out of there. He'd effectively backed himself into a corner.
Author:  Greens [ Thu May 17, 2012 2:35 pm ]
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For what it's worth, I pictured Ace to be somewhere like this for the sake of having a mental image of the area. Image


By now, minutes felt like seconds, and seconds felt like they didn't even exist. Ace was so busy scratching away at the foam like he had a bad case of fleas (he didn't, though) behind his a support pillar, he didn't even notice she had heavy weapons pointed at his fishy friend. It was only when Mako himself screamed his intelligible caveman growl that Ace realized she was talking about him. He mentally kicked himself with the realization. He had to think fast, and buy time so he could afford to think slower.

"Or what?" he shouted, wiping away as much of the gunk on his hands as he could on the pillar behind him. "You'll waste ammo on some poor schmuck I don't even know? You think I'm some kinda boyscout, you gotta 'nother thing comin'!"
Author:  Rachel [ Thu May 17, 2012 10:05 pm ]
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"Alright." She responded to Ace's affirmation that he didn't know/care about the unfortunate soul stuck to the floor.

*BBBZZZRT*

So she fired.

Following the shot there was the sound of her heavy foot steps, slowly approaching the cat's hiding spot.
Author:  Greens [ Thu May 17, 2012 11:12 pm ]
Post subject:  Re: The neon lights make me numb (Ch. 5: Day 3)
Well.

That didn't go as planned.

He saw it out of the corner of his eye. The moment Tracer's finger pressed the trigger, Ace's eyes lit up with an uncanny fire, an intensity that could light up a city block. His entire upper body felt a sudden surge of pressure as it tightened in on itself. "You BITCH!" he blurted, in the absence of time to elaborate on what he thought of her. What an idiot! Gambling with a psycho on the life of what was probably his closest friend in this shit-show? Stupid. And thanks to him, Mako might've paid with his head. His teeth grit and his fists clenched, and he was moving before he even realized what he was doing.

With an adrenaline-fueled grip, his arm whipped out and hurled one of the dining chairs scattered throughout the room at Tracer's head, and the serval himself pounced her one second after. The first was some shoddy kind of cover, or distraction, or just plain projectile, he wasn't sure. But if how heavy her footsteps were any indication of her mobility, she'd have a cat for a hat giving her a series of unfriendly noogies before long.
Author:  Kazz [ Thu May 17, 2012 11:27 pm ]
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[19:56] <Rach> Kazz!
[19:56] <Rach> I was hopeing to catch you.
[19:57] <Kazz> Yes!
[19:57] <Rach> Is it alright we scare the bageebies out of Greens? I was gonna have tracer go "Okay +Blam+" but hit right next to mako but neglect to mention that in my post.
[19:58] <Kazz> hahahahah go for it
[19:58] <Rach> excellent.


Mako was, to recap, covered in a sticky foam and completely numb. With this in mind, if his body hadn't been chemically, forcibly relaxed, he would be stiff as a board. His eyes were wide-open and his pupils were very small, and it felt like his heart had begun moonlighting as a blue hedgehog (that was to say, it was going very, very fast.)

And next to his head was the mark and impact left by the blast of energy into the floor, about an inch away from his face. Had there been some damage to the shark? Yes, just by virtue of the fact that an energy cannon just got fired very near him. But had he become a crispy shark fillet?
No.

Ad for that, Mako counted himself as the luckiest damned shark in the world at that moment. Maybe even the luckiest fish, not just shark.

It absolutely wasn't audible over the sound of the scuffle, but he managed to squeak out a garbled, sort of dazed:
"i'm okay"
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