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Post by Rojo on Oct 5, 2008 13:41:36 GMT -5
Rojo runs after the other two into the alleyway, hands tight on the gun, ready to fire at a flash of flesh. It begins to rain heavily...
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Post by Seven on Oct 5, 2008 13:54:08 GMT -5
The alleyway leads to a dead end...or rather an end closed off by a wooden fence.
"Damn...where did he...?" She looks up, noting a fire escape on the other side of the fence. Salzar is there, climbing the rickety fire escape. He flashes a dark grin, almost saying 'Try and catch me, if you can.' He jumps up the final flight, now on the roof of the building.
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Post by Rojo on Oct 6, 2008 5:29:41 GMT -5
Rojo lifts his rifle and fires, but misses the demonic hand by inches. He swears and begins climbing the fire escape, his hands slipping on the rungs of the bottom ladder, then he begins to move up the escape as quickly as possible without slipping.
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Post by Seven on Oct 6, 2008 11:08:13 GMT -5
Salzar, at the top of the fire escape, seems to be tinkering with something. Finally, he stands up, grinning, and kicks the bar of the fire escape clean off. The rickety old escape begins to sway and tremble, and then completely unhatched.
"Yikes!" Serena yelps, as the fire escape suddenly toppes over, them on it. "...Ow...Are you ok Rojo?"
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Post by Rojo on Oct 6, 2008 16:01:29 GMT -5
Rojo unearths from the wreckage, but something is wrong- all his epic gear is gone! Now he is kitted out in a flimsy Vault 13 Jumpsuit, and has a craptacular 10mm pistol with him, but now a Tribal man wielding a sledghammer is standing nearby.
"Oh, no! I've lost my Fallout 1 stuff and now I'm stuck in my Fallout 2 stuff!"
He grimaces, then shrugs.
"At least now we have Sulik to help us..."
He gestures to the Tribal man, then stands up.
"How are we gonna stop him now?"
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Post by Seven on Oct 6, 2008 19:22:49 GMT -5
"That's a good question." She sits down to ponder. "He'll be roof-hopping, so perhaps we should try to follow him on foot. Though a helicopter sure would be useful right now."
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Post by Rojo on Oct 7, 2008 9:56:47 GMT -5
"Or a vertibird...where's the bloody Enclave when you need them most? Hmm, I suppose we'd better get moving, then, since there probably isn't a convieniently placed helicopter around the corner, and I don't even know what skilll flying a helicopter comes under- probably science -so we'd best be off then!"
Rojo sets off around the corner, the tribal man following obediently.
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Post by Seven on Oct 7, 2008 11:59:40 GMT -5
Serena follows them as well. She looks up, only to see Salzar leaping across the rooftops. "There he is!" she points upwards.
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Post by Rojo on Oct 7, 2008 12:49:44 GMT -5
Rojo and Sulik both look up.
"Da spirits be sayin' he a bad man," Sulik rumbles in his epic undertones.
Rojo nods and keeps running, not bothering to try and shoot, seeing as his new Small Guns skill sucks.
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Post by Seven on Oct 7, 2008 12:55:35 GMT -5
"he is a bad mad. He's my left hand." She waves her stub around. "We need to somehow get up to the roofs. Or at least, not lose him from ground."
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Post by Rojo on Oct 7, 2008 13:02:15 GMT -5
Rojo thinks.
Sulik thinks.
A passing squirrel thinks, but not as much.
"I think Sulik's strong enough to throw one of us up there..."
"We and I be willin' if you's up to it..."
They both turn to Seven.
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Post by Seven on Oct 7, 2008 13:11:38 GMT -5
"So, you're suggesting we split up to get him? I'd be for that, chasing him on ground and on the roofs, except I'm afraid that Salzar will stop running and pick off who ever is chasing him on the roof... He's strong, after all."
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Post by Rojo on Oct 7, 2008 13:20:56 GMT -5
Rojo looks at Salzar.
"Well, it's now or never..." he says, and looks at Seven "you or me?"
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Post by Seven on Oct 7, 2008 13:24:29 GMT -5
"It's your call, buddy."
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Post by Rojo on Oct 7, 2008 16:42:03 GMT -5
Rojo shrugs. Suddenly more people are following him and he has a one-armed leather jacket.
"...Sweetness."
He nods to Sulik, then the Tribal man flings Rojo high into the air. He lands on the roof and has to stop himself from collapsing. Then he stumbles and hurries after Salzar, who is now two roofs away.
Among the new compadres are: An overweight man holding a long barreled rifle and another man in leather with no visible weapon.
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