Originally Posted by
MrSandman
"How are things looking?" The Redhead whispered quietly, answered only by a voice in her ear as she slid along the river of souls and at last exited the bridge before the terminal entrance. "That many huh....Ok. We start on my signal.....what?.....no you'll know it when you see it. Just...Just get ready."
The woman took a deep breath, exhaled, gave her face a quick pat.....then locked on to one of the two guards standing just outside the terminal, and immediately broke into a fit of self induced sobs as she approached. "Please...Please you have to help. My husband is suppose to be here but I don't see him anywhere!"
The guard had to suppress a groan, as this had been the fouth time someone had come crawling back towards the building saying they were missing a loved one. "Halt." He ordered and lifted his weapon...for show of course. "No entry past this point. If your waiting on someone please wait for them at the other end of the bridge.....at the "waiting" area."
"No..No please....you don't understand...." Her face was now tear stained, and with a pathetic whimper she drew another few steps closer.
"Listen....You can either wait with the others, or you can wait in a containment cell.....either way your not getting back in these doors."
"Isn't the containment area that way though?" The guard across the way called out in between gaps in the quiet crowd.
"**** you Larry" The guard glanced over and responded kindly, then returned his gaze to find the woman staring him dead in the eyes.
He screamed......but it would be another 30 seconds before anyone heard him.
"Ha, Your such an idiot Bob." The other guard shook his head and chuckled as something brushed against his back.
Unfortunately for Larry, he wasn't even afforded a last scream.
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Stepping into the Terminal against the human wave, the redhead stepped to the side and glanced around the terminal while counting down in her head.
10..
9..
8..
Two guards on the walkway, three on the ground.
7..
6..
5..
Mercer in position by the back one, Ghirman close to the other.
4..
3..
I'll take the two on the catwalk and the one watching the line.
2..
Now I just need...
1..
The Signal.
The glass ceiling shattered, drawing the attention of nearly everyone in the terminal as a screaming guard landed with a bone shattering crunch, following by a small rain of shattered glass. With every ones eyes on the prize, the woman swung into action. Stepping forward, her body cloak fell to the floor....and she brought a small weapon to bare on the closest guard. The crack of gunfire snapped security out of the befuddlement of the falling corpse. "We're under attac...EGuh!" Before he could finish a large mass tackled him from behind. Nearby another guard was shot in the back of the head by a concealed weapon.
"Multiple hostiles, Terminal Floor." One of the catwalk guards took aim down at thee now panicked survivors and prepared to open fire....only to fell something cold slice across his back. His superior turned to see the redhead finish her cut across the mans back and leap into the air....only to vanish before he could train his fun on her.
"Wh.." His cry was cut short by a pistol shot to the back of the head.
"Attention People of A-9, please remain calm. This Terminal is now under the temporary occupation by the People of EN.....if you value your lives, stay close to the floors, away from the windows and out of the line of fire." The woman shouted then, tapped her ear. "Mercer...inside is clear for now. Clear the bridge."
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-- A few minutes earlier --
Owen attempt at a innocuous pace manages to keep him within eyeshot of Kinu, but the redhead slowly breaks away into the crowd. From what he can tell...the woman in the mask seems keenly interested in the men that the redhead had been talking too....at this point she seemed to be approaching them, or rather...stalking seemed a more apt description.
At the same time the crowd seemed to be parting at the request of some rich spoiled brat who somehow had more pull then one would otherwise imagine among the mass of traumatized survivors. The mass that had kept close to the middle of the bridge spread out over to the sides...engulfing the group of men and the woman while impeding his progress.
Somewhere ahead however.....his sense caught a brief surge of magic, then another. From that distance it was impossible to glean much.
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Kinu was within striking distance now, and she could see the man was listening to something while fiddling with a small device in his hands.....she could also make out the weapons on the others.
"Ange is in, she's taking care of the terminal.....alright boys......lets get this bridge clear, remember...give em a scare, but no killing."
...and then.....a shadow passes by kinu, lunges for the man and delivers a hard kick to the back of his knee.
Several things happen.
With a scream, the man crumbles backward....his friends pull their weapons in surprise......The detonator slips out of his hand and lands with a click against the floor.
One of the men looks down, sees the trigger mechanism flash.....and proceeds to exclaim the obvious.
"OH SHI..."
Far below, heavy explosives detonate on the bridge supports.....first everything vibrates, then it escalates to a rumble.