>>41233783 >>41236387 >>41233783 >With Abris scrambling up the tower, Lei takes a moment to set up some timed charges on the support structures of the tower. If the bomb at the door wasn't going to do it, then these will.
>>41236714 >Tricky things to work with timed explosives like this. Using gears and springs instead of crystal wire because it was far too expensive to use. So one had to wind them up with a key and remember one full turn was ten seconds..
>*Twang!!!*
>And hope that the internal springs don't snap during the winding. Just like now, after only one turn. >Woops.
JUMP GONNA BLOW!!!
>She didn't wait for Abris to ask what was happening but just grabbed his arm and dragged him towards the open wall in the tower... hopefully they'll hit that cart full of hay and not the stone road...
>They were gaining on him...Damnit! This was getting bad.
>And then it got worse. The building was gonna blow?! They had to get outta here, and NOW.
>Abris didn't even have to think about it, he scoops Lei up into his arms and bolts up the stairs. What little strength he had left powering into his legs towards Lei's vantage point. He knew that there was an open window there, and that was looking mighty attractive right about now.
>He made it up to the window, frantically looking around for a target to leap at. Anything's better than the ground...There! A small cart with bales of hay in it. Not the most comfortable, but probably nicer than hard stone. He takes one final look behind him, before looking down at Lei and flashing her a weak grin.
Hold on tight.
>He takes a running start before hurling himself out of the window. Not a moment too soon, too, as the explosion rocks throughout the tower, sending it crumbling to the ground. Unfortunately, the searing heat of the explosion was enough to catch the young guard in the back, causing him to wince and groan in pain as he and the young woman he was carrying sail into the bales of hay.
Operation Crimebuster!aLEJudith. 27 Jan 2016 2:55:11 PM No.41237615>>41237616>>41237620>>41237693>>41237826
>>41237578 >>41236740 >The thugs and mercenry were at the door and ready to shove it open just as the blast above them goes off shattering what support the tower had to hold it up. Stone, metal, and wood all start to rain down towards them.
F-fuck!
Ruuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuun!
I too beautiful to die!!!
>Though they could only hope they'd be able to being so close to the base of the tower...
>>41237578 >>41237615 >That was way too close. She could feel the heat from the blast as they fly off the tower. Landing in the hay bale, the sniper is a bit dazed... and a bit red in the face after Abris' actions during the whole thing. Carrying her and winking like that... How the hell did he think he was!?
>Speaking of him... where was he?
Abris...?
>She sits up in the hay bale and looks around. He wasn't on the stone ground thank goodness, but where...? Then she looks down and sees that she was straddling his chest.
.................
>Her face goes an even brighter red-- No! Focus on the fact he could be injured not the abs on your thighs!
>Well...he certainly felt alive. He felt the burns from the heat, he heard the sound of crumbling rubble from the tower...That was good. Focus on that.
>The young guard groggily opened his eyes, a groan escaping his lips as every fiber of his body was racked with pain...Though on his chest, there was weight that wasn't usually there. His eyes fully opened, he looks up and sees the voluptuous form of Lei over him. Abris blinks, then he blinks again before finally he lets out a weak chuckle.
Damn...Must not have gotten away after all...Ah well, this is a really nice thing to wake up to anyway.
>He makes an attempt at a smile, the blotchy bruises on his face still prominent and nasty looking.
>>41237826 >Oh no, he's taken too many hits and is delicious delirious! She gets off of him helps him to sit up.
Stay with me, not dead yet. Look like road kill though. Fix that I'll try...
>Well good thing she kept a few things on her in her bag of bombs ans tricks that'll take care of that in the event a medic wasn't around. Aside from the blast burns, nothing needed a surgeon... but she didn't really have experience with this sort of thing...
>He felt...slightly better. Maybe he'd be able to take an extra hit before crumpling...Either way, it''d still be far better for him to not get hit at all, else he was going to collapse like a house made of straw.
>Abris grumbled and groaned as he woke up fully, shifting in the hay bales.
Ow...Maybe it'd be better if I had fell unconscious.
>He stares up at Lei, before promptly realising the situation he was in. Of being actually straddled by her instead of just enjoying some manner of afterlife. His face goes red before he pointedly looked away from her.
I mean...I'm not gonna complain, but if we're gonna complete the mission, you might wanna get off me.
>Three of their enemies lay in the rubble of the tower. Thankful none of them were killed in the falling stone and wood. The only one to manages to evade the destruction of the tower, and his will to fight any longer had already been shattered.
S-screw this! I'm not even being paid to deal with this crap!!
>getting up from the ground, showing major road rash he got from it, the thug turns and flees from the battle. Screw being a crook, from now on, he's gonna be on the straight and narrow! >However... there was still one more person to contend with.
Are you both cunning little shits?
>A figure rises from the rubble battered, bloodied, and brushed but still standing, a testament to his endurance if nothing else. He points his blade at the Abris and Lei who are still in the hay cart grinding his teeth in fury
The both of ya... I'm gonna slice you both to pieces and put your heads on a spike!
>Unable to get good footing in the rubble, his advance on them was slow as he slides his free hand on his sword, bathing in steel in orange and red flames.
Then I'll cook the rest of you up to feed to hounds!
>And they were being menaced. What had been a really nice moment was interrupted by work. As it usually was.
>Now that he'd had Lei get off of him, he groans and grumbles before pulling himself to his feet and unsheathing his wooden sword.
Right now...You're in the way of my goal. Doesn't matter what ranting and raving you spout, you're still a criminal.
>Every fibre of him ached, screamed in agony that they were being forced to exert themselves...But Abris didn't care. He just wanted to finish this off, go home and go to bed for maybe a few thousand years.
And criminals have to face JUSTICE!
>He starts his charge towards the guy, sloppy and haphazard though it were thanks to his injuries, Abris whirls the wooden sword at his head, aiming a crushing blow to knock him the fuck out.
>For all his threats and display of power, the mercenary crumples like a paper cup under the blow of Abris' weapon. And with his fall, the guard around the estate had been dealt with.
>Now there was only the up and coming crime lord to contend with inside.
Good hit Abris. Let's go meet Shade now.
>The elf had been silent for a while now, she had to wonder what she'd been doing.
>After his foe collapsed, Abris' arm fell slack, weapon only loosely grasped in his hands. He was breathing heavily and still in very bad shape...But he would continue on. He turns his smile, still weak and bruised, back towards Lei as he mumbled his assent.
Sure thing.
>And begun a steady limp towards the door, not even bothering to properly sheathe his blade. One foot in front of the other, keep moving forward. That's what his parents had taught him. Keep moving forward, even if it's only at walking pace. And that was certainly all he could manage for now.
>>41243229 >Lei stayed close to his side making sure that if he fell over suddenly he'd at least have someone to lean on and help him.
>Getting to the secured east entry point, they see Shade waiting for them.
Good, you made it.
>But he was clearly worse off then she'd have hoped. Walking towards them, the cloaked woman motions for Lei to investigate something else in the room.
Lei, that gun, see if we can't use it to our advantage.
>the sniper's eyes widen seeing the cart mounted Gatling gun and she walks towards it with a frown on her face.
[Where did they get one of these...? They better not be selling those to just anyone out there!]
>If they were, that meant that anyone could have something like this on them. Should count their blessings that no one used it on them.
>Shade meanwhile took her turn to take care of the officer.
I'm sorry, Officer Phinn, I didn't think that you'd be outnumbered so or that they'd put up much of a fight at all.
>The people here before were weak, more for intimidation then anything else. Looks like Mr.BadStyle decided to make some last minute changes to his staff before the plan could take place. >If so, what does that mean when they move on? >No, she can't think about that right now, she had to see what she could to to help Abris right now.
>He...didn't feel much of an improvement. Though, maybe he shouldn't be judging her that hard when he was the one stupid enough to have gotten so beaten up in the first place. He manages a weak smile in Shade's direction.
Nah, I shouldn't have thought I could take them all on at once...Thanks for bailing me out, I owe ya one.
>The hand not currently clutching his sword gives her a very brief thumbs up before he hardens his face, looking around the area.
We can't worry about that anyway, we've got bigger fish to fry. And we're the frying pan about to go and make this BadStyle guy all golden brown and caramelised.
>That had sounded far better in his head, but it was too late, he'd said it now. Abris stands there, regretting having opened his mouth at all in his beaten up, numbed state...But he presses onwards, pretending it'd never even happened. He turns back to Lei and Shade