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If Riot would like to introduce himself to Reverb it'd be a good time for it.
So Millie has Victors gun, just saying if Cotton wants to get crazy.
Got my first IC up for Reverb, I left it open in case anyone else wants to pop In and introduce themselves.
Reverb watched the man he had been tailing all night finally enter the underground bar, the two bouncers greeted him wearily. Reverb was watching from the fire escape just above the two, he watched and waited for a minute or so slowly letting out a sound similar to a low drull. The pair seemed to notice so he amped it up, thr one on the on the left clutched his head and the second began panting his heartbeat sped up, Reverb threw himself over the guard rail and landed in between the two. The right one reached into his belt line, likely to grab a firearm he never managed to draw it fully before Reverb kicked the manshand into his belt line causing him to fall to a knee. Reverb grabbed the mans head and slammed his knee into the mans jaw. He heard a distinctive shattering from the mans mouth, the other one approached from behind and took a wide swing. Reverb threw up his right arm to block the swing then gripped the top of the mans arm and pulled him over his should, when the man fell down he landed with his face towards Reverb. With his left hand he held him down and with his right slammed his metalic glove into the mans nose.
Reverb stood and walked down the steps and pushed open the metal door that led to the bar, he walked down a hallway lit with red light, he came to a curtain and pushed it aside looking inside. He instantly spotted his target, Benny Giva, the little fuck who had ordered so many kills and had broken so many homes. Reverb tensed and walked inside his bowstaff sat on the small of his back in its compact position. All eyes turned to watch as he entered, not often you saw some guy wearing a skin tight shirt with a red logo on it. After all most people here were here for the dancers so not all would be a problem when shit hit the fan. Reverb approached the bastard and his group of five or so friends. Reverb looked down at the little man and motioned for him to stand up.
"Can we fuckin help you fruit cake?" One of his friends said, he had a pony tail and a somewhat pudgey build.
"Tell shit breathe to get up he is coming with me," Reverb said calmly, the little man looked up and motioned to the two men nearest Reverb to get up and take care of him. One was ponytail and the other seemed to be fairly average, shorter than Reverb. Pony tail was on his right and the other on his left, Reverb grabbed his staff and twisted the center extending it, he brought it around from his left and conked the man in the back of his head. He tucked the staff into his arm then brougnt it up to break ponytails jaw then swung it around his entire body slamming ponytail in the back causing him to fall foward. By the time ponytail had hit the floor the other three were up, one pulled a knive and attempted a forward jab. Reverb easily avoided it and brought his fist down on the mans hand knocking the knife down, however it managed to cut along his forearm. Reverb brought his arm back and looked down at his wound, it spanned about 3 inches, he didnt like to see his own blood. He dived at the man his eblow outstretched, it slammed into the mans chest knocking him down. Reverb fell to the floor as well just as a man brought down a bar stool on his back, a grunt of pain accompanied Reverb as he stood tensely reaching to his back but upon bringing his arm just to shoulder level he threw his arms down in frustration.
"You fuck, who the fuck hits people with a bar stool?!" Reverb said in anger, he looked to see Benny leaving out the back. And decided it was getting about time to wrap this up, he twisted his bowstaff in the opposite way he had before and it retracted. He set it in its holster on the small of his back. He held his hands out to his sides and made them into little pistols, he looked down and then looked up bringing his hands up with his eyes looking at the two remaining friends. He brought his thumbs down and shot sound energy at the two, the blasts hit either in the chest knocking them to the back wall. With that Reverb ran out to the street and saw Benny running away down the sidewalk. Reverb began sprinting after him, trying to close the gap.
Reverb stood and walked down the steps and pushed open the metal door that led to the bar, he walked down a hallway lit with red light, he came to a curtain and pushed it aside looking inside. He instantly spotted his target, Benny Giva, the little fuck who had ordered so many kills and had broken so many homes. Reverb tensed and walked inside his bowstaff sat on the small of his back in its compact position. All eyes turned to watch as he entered, not often you saw some guy wearing a skin tight shirt with a red logo on it. After all most people here were here for the dancers so not all would be a problem when shit hit the fan. Reverb approached the bastard and his group of five or so friends. Reverb looked down at the little man and motioned for him to stand up.
"Can we fuckin help you fruit cake?" One of his friends said, he had a pony tail and a somewhat pudgey build.
"Tell shit breathe to get up he is coming with me," Reverb said calmly, the little man looked up and motioned to the two men nearest Reverb to get up and take care of him. One was ponytail and the other seemed to be fairly average, shorter than Reverb. Pony tail was on his right and the other on his left, Reverb grabbed his staff and twisted the center extending it, he brought it around from his left and conked the man in the back of his head. He tucked the staff into his arm then brougnt it up to break ponytails jaw then swung it around his entire body slamming ponytail in the back causing him to fall foward. By the time ponytail had hit the floor the other three were up, one pulled a knive and attempted a forward jab. Reverb easily avoided it and brought his fist down on the mans hand knocking the knife down, however it managed to cut along his forearm. Reverb brought his arm back and looked down at his wound, it spanned about 3 inches, he didnt like to see his own blood. He dived at the man his eblow outstretched, it slammed into the mans chest knocking him down. Reverb fell to the floor as well just as a man brought down a bar stool on his back, a grunt of pain accompanied Reverb as he stood tensely reaching to his back but upon bringing his arm just to shoulder level he threw his arms down in frustration.
"You fuck, who the fuck hits people with a bar stool?!" Reverb said in anger, he looked to see Benny leaving out the back. And decided it was getting about time to wrap this up, he twisted his bowstaff in the opposite way he had before and it retracted. He set it in its holster on the small of his back. He held his hands out to his sides and made them into little pistols, he looked down and then looked up bringing his hands up with his eyes looking at the two remaining friends. He brought his thumbs down and shot sound energy at the two, the blasts hit either in the chest knocking them to the back wall. With that Reverb ran out to the street and saw Benny running away down the sidewalk. Reverb began sprinting after him, trying to close the gap.
Enrique-Outpost-Thomas
Enrique watched as Reggie left, he took another puff of his cigarette and saw Thomas approach as well. Reggie briefly turned his head to listen but stopped after he was out of range, Enrique grumbled as he stared at the back of Reggie's head.
"Hey, can we talk? I just..." Thomas said as neared Enrique.
"Of course," Enrique said with a light grin taking another drag. He looked down at Thomas calmly, the man looked better than he used to, much more put together. But perhaps the fact that he slept in a building, had meals, and a good set of clothes had changed him for the better.
Enrique watched as Reggie left, he took another puff of his cigarette and saw Thomas approach as well. Reggie briefly turned his head to listen but stopped after he was out of range, Enrique grumbled as he stared at the back of Reggie's head.
"Hey, can we talk? I just..." Thomas said as neared Enrique.
"Of course," Enrique said with a light grin taking another drag. He looked down at Thomas calmly, the man looked better than he used to, much more put together. But perhaps the fact that he slept in a building, had meals, and a good set of clothes had changed him for the better.
STRYDER IS BACK! How was basic man?
Sooo how might I interject?
"A week..." Enrique said looking at the trainees, "That'll be a trouble for some of these guys, most of em can make it. Might I ask what your plans for our 'survival' are within the next week?"
Enrique said pulling out another cigarette and lighting it, he tucked his lighter into his back pocket and his carton of cigs into his coat pocket. He looked at the back of Reggie's head, he figured it would be easy to just pull his pistol from its holster underneath his arm put it to the back of his head and just blow his brains out his forehead. He wouldnt do it of course but he could, it would be very easy, then the rifle team would spin around and he'd be off this earth quickly. He brought the cigarette to his lips and took a small drag, he tapped his forefinger on the side of it and knocked off the ash.
Enrique said pulling out another cigarette and lighting it, he tucked his lighter into his back pocket and his carton of cigs into his coat pocket. He looked at the back of Reggie's head, he figured it would be easy to just pull his pistol from its holster underneath his arm put it to the back of his head and just blow his brains out his forehead. He wouldnt do it of course but he could, it would be very easy, then the rifle team would spin around and he'd be off this earth quickly. He brought the cigarette to his lips and took a small drag, he tapped his forefinger on the side of it and knocked off the ash.
Yeah I just decided to give Isam some attention instead, I realized he hasnt had many posts so far.
So where might I interject into the story?
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