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Post by JazzBuddah on Jan 9, 2010 20:58:25 GMT -5
Bishop grinned and nodded. Walking up he grabbed the pistol and replaced it with the binder gun. "You won't have as much to worry about with a non-lethal weapon. Try not to take it outside since projectiles are banned. But that was a good start." Placing the pistol away he pressed a button and the armory dissapeared into the ceiling. "Tomarrow we will begin fire-arm training followed by a night assignment. C-mon, let's get ready for the crowd." Opening up the door he spotted Chop leaning against the wall.
"Teaching her to aim?" He lead on.
"It's not like that okay." He mumbled straightening out his shirt. "Besides, even if it was its non of your concern." Chop frowned slightly.
"You need aprentices. You can't go getting involved if you want to unlock all those secrets. If she gets too close she might chose you over the mission." Bishop sighed and patted Chop on the shoulder.
"One day at a time...okay?" He said before heading behind the bar. It wasn't long before the usuals came in. The telivisors blared and the bounty bulletin scrolled while various hunters bragged about their day. As expected the booky arrived just on time and had several visitors. Some happy, some upset but nothing to be concerned about. Suddenly Bishop as well as the rest of the bar noticed as Lilly walked in dressed in her usual revealing night cloth walking up to the bar.
"Hey cutie, what's on tap tonight." Bishop blushed slightly pouring the beer of the night.
"You know I've got to call in that tab of yours soon." As he handed her the drink she touched his hand.
"Maybe we can arrange some other kind of transaction?" She asked seductively twirling her hair. "I'm sure you will find it more than worth it." Bishop sighed and smiled while grabbing another drink.
"Sorry, money talks and so do people." He then passed on a glass to a customer. "You were a nice girl. Now I hear your hooking up with that gang to the south. I'm sorry but you've changed in a way I can't follow."
Lilly smiled. "I've changed for the better. I can show you just how much." Showing her playfull side she tipped her mug over soaking her shirt in beer. "Oh no.." She said overly dramatic. Most of the men at the bar were now fixated on her. "I think I need a towel." She then went behind the bar getting up close to Bishop. "Would you like to help me freshen up?"
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Post by Reaper on Jan 9, 2010 21:44:12 GMT -5
Dark looked at Lilly as she walked into the bar, but not like the men in the bar. She was watching the woman with intent as she walked up to the bar and started flirting with Marcus. Her hand gripping ever tighter on the glass of beer she was holding. She could feel it cracking in her hand, but she payed no mind to it. Her eyes were watching the woman as she flirted with Marcus. Her hand supposable accidental tipping over her own glass. She watched intently as she stood up and walked around the bar. As she pressed up against Marcus she felt the glass shatter in her own hand.
She looked down at her hand and the broken glass down on the ground. Letting out a sigh she walked over to the bar trying her best to ignore Lilly and Marcus, but making it rather hard. She glanced over at the two as she reached over the counter to grab another towel. She looked away as she wiped the blood and glass from her hand. She leaned over the bar once more grabbing another beer and then making her way back to the table. She sat it down on the table in front of a man who wasn't even paying any attention.
She looked around the room trying her best to ignore what was going on, but still it was hard. It was a bit painful to watch what was happening. She could feel her own heart hurting from the site, but she couldn't understand why. He only seen her like a kid or a hunter. She had lost her own chance of even going out on a date when the rest of their crew bailed out on them. She felt hurt and wondered if she even stood a chance with him. Looking back at him she felt something she hadn't felt in a long time. It was the urge to cry, but she fought it back knowing that she could cry her eyes out when she wasn't in front of everyone else.
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Post by JazzBuddah on Jan 9, 2010 22:07:58 GMT -5
Bishop, catching a look from Dark handed Lilly a towel. "Come-on. Your making a scene. I'm trying to keep the respect of my customers. Why don't you go flirt with the recently paid hunters like you always do. They seem to be interested and it's good for my buisness." Rubbing off her shirt she sighed and tossed it back.
"Fine, but after closing time we're going to have some alone time right?" She insisted with an innocent look. Bishop looked up and kinda rolled his eyes.
"Yeah, fine, whatever. Just let me get back to work okay." With that said she turned around moving her hips as she left to go entertain the more wealthy patrons. Suddenly Chop walked up behind the bar.
"She's a pistol as always. We need to be careful or Dark will break all the bottles in the joint." Chop said pointing at Dark cleaning the floor. As she did a number of the letcherous hunters began looking up her skirt. One even used the barrel of a gun to lift it up and Dark quickly recoiled. Suddenly one grabbed her by the arm and pulled her onto his lap.
"Hey baby, how about some special attention for a house regular?" Bishop frowned and grabbed his air-gun behind the bar. With a single flick of the wrist a barrage of BB's hit the aggitators on the head freeing Dark. When she looked back he nodded to her.
During the action, an agitated man with a large borg entered the bar and headed straight for the booky. Bishop eyed them up as things didn't look good. The borg wasn't a local which meant hired muscle. This could be the first incodent of the night. "Want me in?" Chop asked. Bishop shook his head stopping his partner.
"I want to see how she handles it. Besides, our customers need to learn to respect her."
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Post by Reaper on Jan 9, 2010 22:35:54 GMT -5
Dark looked back at Marcus as he freed her from the man. She sighed a bit knowing well enough that she could handle herself. Her eyes caught Marcus' as he looked at the door. Her eyes followed his to someone she hadn't seen in the bar before. She walked calmly over to the booky standing just a bit in front of the traps that Marcus had laid earlier. She crossed her hands in front of her as she took on a bit of a defencive stance. Her hand gently resting on the butt of the gun as she watched the man stop.
"I don't mean to intrude on your little venture, but I must ask what you plan on doing," she said as she looked up at him as he stopped in front of her. "The look upon your face is one that doesn't seem to have good intentions," she said as she kept her position in front of the man.
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Post by JazzBuddah on Jan 10, 2010 17:44:05 GMT -5
"That money is ours! We got a bad tip and that all belongs to me!" With that said the swift man snatched the metallic box using a magnetic retriever and started a dash out the bar using a pair of motor-ball skates to swerve and dodge the bullets. The large hulking cyborg backed up blocking everyone from exiting the bar.
"Everybody sit down and get nice and comfortable while we 'register' our winnings. Though I wouldn't mind a little action while I wait." He said cracking his metallic knuckles. Most of the bar-hoppers were gamblers and the hunters who were present sized the borg up and instantly sat back down knowing the fight wasn't worth it.
"You chose the wrong bar big guy." Bishop said cleaning a glass. "A bar full of hunters. Not wise for a steal."
"You mean a bunch of spineless cowards. Or are you going to try and pull something old man? He said pointing a large pistol at his head.
"No, I have people to serve. and your not worth my time." The ogre growled and pulled the trigger. With a swift movement Bishop lifted up the metal glass to catch the slug. "Dark, it's time to shine. And try to get this guy out the door before you start swinging that axe of yours." The borg spotted Bishop looking at Dark and laughed.
"You want this little b*tch to take me on." He then lifted a hand and gestured her to approach. "Come-on. Nothing beats the taste of blood. And I bet you taste like fresh cherries."
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Post by Reaper on Jan 10, 2010 21:28:56 GMT -5
Dark looked at the borg before brushing a strand of her hair out of her face. Her eyes gaging up his position in the front door. She grinned slightly knowing well enough her first move wasn't going to do much of anything. Though she didn't need it to, all she needed it to do is to make her seem like she was weak just to catch him off guard. She charged forward to bulrush him, but as she impacted his hard metallic body she just felt him back hand her throwing her into the air.
There was laughing no doubt, but as she flipped in the air she landed on one of the tables with grace. Not waiting she pushed off the table flipping on the second one, and then slamming both her feet into it's face. She flipped back once more landing on the ground, and without hesitation kicked off the ground putting full force into her hit as she slammed shoulder first into the borg knocking him through the door. She flipped over him pulling out her halberd as she landed on her feet.
Pivoting on her left foot she swung the halberd around, and right into the hand of the borg. Dark was flung around hitting the ground and rolling to her feet. She watched as the borg tossed her halberd aside as if it was a useless tool. "Bad mistake," she said as she held her hand out. The borg just laughing before bull rushing her as she attempted earlier. Dark grinned as she watched her halberd spinning in the air sweeping the borg off it's feet as it fell face first onto the ground. Dark caught the halberd as she stood up.
"Time for you to take a nap," she said as she stabbed the spear end of her halberd into the back of the borg. She knelt down reaching under the neck of the borg, pulling a couple of wires before standing up. "No doubt your friend will be a bit more hard to handle," she said as she returned the halberd. Dark walked back into the bar, and dusted her shoulders off. "Bishop I'm going for a flight. I'll be back with the cash box," she said before heading out the door. She paused for a moment. "Oh you may want to get someone to get that eye sore out of the street," she said before walking out the door.
Using the roof of the over hang she managed to do a couple of jumps to the roof of the building. Extending the blades of her halberd into her glider wings. She jumped off the roof feeling the wind taking her up turning slightly to her left she started scanning the street for the man that had taken the box of money. Seeing him running down an alley she grinned as she retracted the blades of her halberd as she fell from the sky. She pulled out her halberd as she hit the man in the back knocking him into the dirt. She flipped in the air and took on a defensive stance. "Your friend is down, and now it's time you hand over that money."
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Post by JazzBuddah on Jan 13, 2010 18:40:17 GMT -5
Looking up the slender yet elderly looking man with the bionic scates gave a half toothed grin and raised a hand with a vulgar gesture. With a cackle he jumped over a railing a down into the sewer-halfpipe which was currently dry and began navigating his way towards his destination. Raising his wrist he typed in some data and looked at Darks rep-sheet. "Too much force, not enough grace." He cackled to himself pulling four small metal spheres from his belt. Tossing them behind them they stuck to the wall and shot out an array of trip lazers ready to arm the explosives within. With the trap set he began heading down the tubes alongside the pump turbines towards his destination. "The Factory"
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Post by Reaper on Jan 13, 2010 19:18:31 GMT -5
Dark jumped the railing as she put her halberd back in it's holder. She raced down the tunnel completly un aware of the trip lazers. She not only heard the blast from the first trap, but also felt it as she was thrown forward. She flipped in the air, and used her hands to spring off as the other two were set off. She hit the ground and continued to run. She stopped momentarly to listen for the footsteps. Hearing them down another tunnel she quickly followed. It didn't take her to long to catch back up to the man. When she was close enough she tackled the man to the ground. Her elbow landing sqare in the mans back.
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Post by JazzBuddah on Jan 13, 2010 19:53:15 GMT -5
"Gotcha!" He snapped hitting the magnetic breaks making him as immovable as a rock. Dark slammed hard into his back losing her wind. Activating his armor sharp spike jutted out from his spine cracking but not piercing Darks own protective covering. With a swift kick he sent her against the far wall. Fanning out his fingers three daggers came out of his sleeves and into his hands. "Sorry babe, I've got a date." With lightning quick reflexes he threw a dagger into each steam pipe as scolding hot water sprayed forth blocking her path. The old man laughed skating off. "Go back to school kid! Better get home or daddy will put you over his lap and spank your bottom." Chuckling madly he turned hard left making a mad dash for the h20 holding tanks.
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Post by Reaper on Jan 13, 2010 20:30:42 GMT -5
Dark growled slgithly under her breath. She walked back a few feet from where she came. Taking her own halberd she swung it hard slamming into each pipe causing them to steam out and causing the older holes to die down. She took off down the tunnel once more. Putting her halberd up she pulled out her daggers. With a pivot on her foot she threw both of her long bladded daggers at the man. As one of the blades caused the man to stumble. She then threw her halberd at the pipes in front of her causing the blades to pierce the pipes in front of them. "Why don't you stop running and face me like the coward you are."
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Post by JazzBuddah on Jan 13, 2010 20:48:26 GMT -5
The man slowly turned around. Normally he would be tall but his back was hunched into a C shape and each bone was almost pertruding from his skin. He ripped the dagger out with ease. "Cause I don't got time to play. This money goes to Vector, my name goes off the list. I won't be anybodies prey. Specially not for you." Holding out both his arms four mechanical panels opened on each side of both wrists dawning a total of eight metallic pertrusions each with twirling sherukins. "Let's make you bite sized!" With that said a barrage of razor tipped flying stars shot out in Darks drection with deadly accuracy.
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Post by Reaper on Jan 13, 2010 21:04:21 GMT -5
Dark grinned slightly as she ran forward toward the incoming deadly weapons. She dived forward under the first barage of weapons, and flipped over the second set. Landing near the man she pivoted on her foot brining her second around to kick him. He easily grabbed her leg stopping her from moving forward. She shifted on her foot jumping backwards causing her second let to kick him in the head causing him to let go of her first leg. She landed on her feet raising her hand calling back her halberd the weapon spinning toward the man that stood between her and her weapon.
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Post by JazzBuddah on Jan 13, 2010 21:19:36 GMT -5
"F*ck.." He muttered. as quick as he could he leaned back just far enough for the blade to slice away the fake skin and even some of his cranial casing. Going into a full flip he landed his feet on the ceiling activating the magnetic option on the scates which was used in tube races on the court. Just as Dark caught her weapon the man skated across the cieling at her, vaulted grabbing her shoulders and pushing her staight into a live circuitboard that began sparking with life. "Lets see how long it takes for your eyes to boil deary." He cackled with delieght as sharp prongs shot out from his palms and piercing half an inch deep into Dark's shoulders. "Say Uncle and maybe I'll leave your corpse with your brain intact."
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Post by Reaper on Jan 13, 2010 21:25:53 GMT -5
Dark bit her toung to keep from crying out. She looked back to see how far she had to go. Dropping her halberd she forced her own hands to grip his arms, and as they grew closer to the circet board. She jumped back slightly planting her feet just on the edge of the board, and using it and the force down on his own arms to push her over his head. In the same process as she hit the ground she slammed full force into man pushing him into the circet board instead of her. She stepped back sizing up the damage and her own pain, but stood ready for him to get back up on his feet.
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Post by JazzBuddah on Jan 13, 2010 21:38:00 GMT -5
The mans body shuttered and shaked slightly as aches of electricity coursed over him. Finally pulling himself away his sking and cloths were now smoking. "Fine, time to take you down for good. I'm on a schedual." Plunging his hand into the circuitboard he pointed his other arm at Dark which soon took shape into a crude lightning rod. With a sudden twitch archs of electricity engulfed her body sending her shuttering to the floor. He then saluted. "See ya. Love and kisses." Using the electricity he charged his legs and lept straight up to street level casting aside a sewer grate in the process before booking towards the center of town.
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