Metropolis

[Seven]

Hearing Oak's shout, Nelly had slid down, bending her thin body as best it could to fit into the leg rest. But the shots came nonetheless, and from that crouched position, she heard the last breath of Jeremy. "Poor bastard..." she said to herself in a low voice. Well, she couldn't stay there. Heaven knows if the wacko had something that could penetrate through the jeep's hood, or if he could reposition himself to get a better hit on her somehow. So she cautiously let one hand come up, opening the jeep's door, cracking it only an inch at first....
Surely he would have seen it though, so she opted to move fast instead. Opening the door to use it as cover, she tumbled out of the leg area onto the floor, then immediately rolled beneath the jeep itself, and finally, hurriedly crawled to the rear end where Oak and Switch were hidden themselves. She smiled up at them, mostly out of relief that they were both ok, though it came out as her typical, sly grin. "Glad to see you're alive."

[Rojo]

There would be more shots as Nelly scarpered, but none would hit.
"He's reloading," said Oak "we have to move- fast," and with that he left his hiding position and started sprinting down the road, moving at suprising speed with all those weapons tied to him.

"He's crazy...but he's my kindsa crazy!" Switch grins and throws himself out and after the other man.

[Seven]

Nelly blinked, wondering silently that if it might have been smarter to take the jeep, considering the vehicle would have been faster yet than moving completely exposed on foot. She shrugs. What can you do? And so, she springs forward and follows them both.

[Rojo]

Oak would have taken the jeep, but it would be hard to stop when at full speed and they might have gone careeining into the mines, but on foot they could manoever more easily.

The first of the little wooden homes was 30 feet away now...20...10...
He barrelled into the door and it broke under his force.

Switch dived after him, managing to bang his elbow again.

[Seven]

Oh. That makes sense. Still, couldn't they have landed on a land mine just as easily on foot?

Nelly chases after them, just seconds behind. Still, it was a disadvantage to be the last, and as she leaps forward, hoping to make it inside, she knows that the wacko might have finished reloading by now. ((Since you're the one playing our precious enemy, do you think she might have been hit? Maybe not fatally, but...*shrugs* Your call.))

[Rojo]

Yes, that would also be possible but since they wouldn't be running down the middle street they wouldn't hit any mines.

The two men got up, Switch glaring and rubbing his elbow.

As Nelly would run in too, there would be three shots after her and one shot would catch the back of her left leg.

Oak looks around, and the three appear to be in a normal, everday kitchen with an oven, cooker, fridge, freezer and cupboards lining the walls. There is a large table in the middle, with a few items on it. But at the moment both of the males are too busy watching Nelly come streaking in to see what the items are.

[Seven]

"Ah shit," she murmured through her gritted teeth as she bent down to nurture her wounded leg. "Being last sucks..." A small sigh comes. "Oh well, just a scratch." She looks up, then blinks. "Whatcha staring at? If you're wondering if I'm alright, you could just ask as opposed to watching me like I'm some sort of odd-ball animal!" She exclaims in a very low tone, more like an agitated whisper. She pulls herself up again to stand proudly despite the knick, and she walks forward to the table, which caught her eye as she was staring back at the two men.

"Hey, come check this out..."

[Rojo]

Switch mutters, "which you are" under his breath, but goes over to the table all the same.

On the table are four little syringes with red liqid in them, along with a strange black and red button at the top of each, a few greenish pills with little crosses on them and a common household mug with mould growing in and out of it.

Oak picked up everything except the mug, and examined the things. He tossed Nelly one of the little syringes and Switch the same.
"Stimpaks, or 'stims' as they are called mostly-- if that cut gets too bad or you get something even worse done, inject that," he gave Switch the greenish pills, of which there were seven "Buffout, since I know you like to get up and close, I suggest you use these if you're pinned down or the odds are against us..."
Oak looked around the kitchen, and not bothering to check the cupboards for stuff, moved into the lounge. Switch followed. Nelly, however, was free to pillage to her heart's content if she so wished.

[Seven]

Nelly didn't care so much for looking for hidden treasure right now, but she did think Oak's assessment of the place was pretty brief. "Hold up a second, we may be missing something." She quickly went over the place, going through the cabinets and draws, to make sure they weren't missing anything else that might be of value to them while they were on this mission.

So does she find anything of interest?

[Rojo]

((Roll 1d6 for Treasure XD))

Nelly wouldn't find much except a few bottles of Mr Kleeno and two jars of peanut butter and jam.

The lounge (or living room as Nelly and Switch would call it) was in bad shape; the sofa was torn up, the television set lay broken and smashd on the floor and the wallpaper was torn in various places. There was a cupboard door on the far left wall, and...there was a whimpering coming from it...? Oak cautiously unholstered a pistol and motioned for Switch tobe quiet.

Switch himself turned to Nelly and gestured for her to be quiet and move into the living room.

[Seven]

Nelly nodded, doing so, but silently wondering about the whimpering....

[Rojo]

The coated mercenary paused in front of the door. Then he gripped the handle and wrenched open the door, pointing the handgun (Which was a .45 Magnum, if you really must know) at...a cowering man in an enormous blue coat that seemed to almost be made out of pockets. His face was tear-stained and grubby, and there was a suspicious patch of something on the floor around him.
Oak was taken aback. Out of all things, he hadn't expected this little sniveling man.