[i]"Sod it! I'd rather be in prison!" [/i]Paulson exclaims before pulling a taser and trying to shoot Crane with it, the taser then fails and Paulson shouts in frustration, deciding to throw a metal tissue box at Goldie, and a whole pie into Crane's face. [i]"Lads! Manuver! That thing cannot get all of us if we hide behind the counter!"[/i] Goldie yells as the quiet soldier is knocked back through the wall onto the pavement by the blast, [i]"Send for a Chiropractor!"[/i] He squeaks in a high pitched Belgian accent. [i]"He was Belgian?!" [/i]Paulson exclaims again before throwing Crane's armour at Goldie, sending the rather thin soldier over the counter face first and arse up. Crane takes cover a bit more reasonably. [i]"Big dragon thing, miss, enjoy your new former and now current convict doctor! Let's run shall we?!"[/i] Paulson exclaims to the two he now surrenders to, before being shot by Crane, wiping the pie out of his eyes. [i]"He ad it comin'! NO ONE BACKSTABS ME!" [/i]with that Crane begins shooting at Paon. 

At the ruins two more smaller buses pull up, their doors opening. Harriet would have taken that bullet to heart if it wasn't for a flask of Sake which had stopped it enough to save her, Harriet then manages to support herself on a nearby pillar. "Stop wasting good alcohol!" Harriet exclaims, she then tries to shoot back, the pistol flying out of her hand as she cursed under her breath in pain. [i]"You're out of date I'm afraid, couldn't even get past a flask! Now tell me one thing before these kind people send you screaming' home to your daddy, who is he?"[/i] Harriet questions after mocking her, even when wounded. [i]"Is he some anonymous figure we should not care about? A narcissist who has manipulated you into horrendous deeds? Or is he a man whose words are being manipulated by someone who was close to him in order to justify mass genocide?! If you want to stop EVERYONE here, then try your damnedest because they will fight, and at the very least send the Father her golden daughter with an education. Ladies and gentlemen, you have waited too long for this, give our little golden daughter here a lesson on reality's brutality, then get the bus."[/i] Harriet jeers, aided by a random person in the crowds Harriet begins heading to one of the empty buses, up to the second floor of it, rather slowly, her pistol being collected by another person boarding the same bus.