LanaStorm — Roleplayer Guild

They had eyes on the police cruisers the moment they entered Laterdale. However, the men at the Laterdale Jazz Bar continued to smoke and make merry in the hazy air of the lounge, waiting. 

Waiting in earnest.

The bouncer at the front of the establishment had his eyes on the road, anticipating they would have company any minute.

Emily(!) of all people walked up to the door giving a pat on the bouncer’s big shoulder before she walked into the bar, heading over to the bartender.

“Hey.” She purred.

As she entered the establishment, the music died, the jazz band on the stage staring steely at her. They weren't the only ones. The entire room filled with hard-eyed Thorned Roses kept an eye on Emily. 

Meanwhile, the bartender seemed oddly familiar. He gave Emily a cool, collected smile, idly polishing a glass in his hand.

”If I didn't know any better, I'd peg you as someone wanting a stiff one, Detective.”

He rolled his shoulders a bit. ”We know why you're here. I imagine you're doing a bit of parley before bringing down your hammer?

“Let's hear it.”

“We want you guys surrendering peacefully, let me know how we can get there. Otherwise blood is gonna be spilt pal.” Emily looked over the man squinting at him as if she knew him from somewhere, her hands resting on the bars counter for now.

Eric smiled wryly, placing the cup to the side and setting his own hands on the bar. ”Generous of you, ma'am. But you must know, the Thorned Roses are a proud people. We ain't going nowhere. Now, I could be real nasty and take you hostage right now, but we respect a parley. You'll be fine on your way out, but if you try re-entering without anything but holy intentions, well… it's not gonna turn out so nice, capiche?”

“Can’t say I didn’t try.” Emily stepped back turning into Adam! 

“It’s a go!” He said into his radio, some shooting was heard outside as tear gas grenades came flying into the bar - epic style of course. Adam lunged forward, the now hulking man attempted to grab onto the man by his tie to pull him into a tussle wussel.

”Bastard-” Eric let out a cough of a laugh, whipping out a knife from his pocket and cutting the tie that Adam had his meaty hands on. Then, with Eric's free hand, fluorescent violet strings manifested. One twirled down from the ceiling, aiming to find purchase around Adam's neck to hoist him up into the air. Another couple strings twirled their way around Adam's wrists, hoping to tie them behind the man's back so he couldn't touch the wire closing around his throat.

”-You really had me for a second there!” Eric barked out a laugh, flicking the blade in his other hand shut, tucking it in a pocket, and pulling out a gas mask from under the counter, slipping it on his face in one fluid  movement.

His men did the same, pulling out masks from below tables and out of bags. Strapping them on, taking cover, and firing out through the windows. Some kept an eye on the back entrance in case the cops had the bright idea to try and flank them.

And outside on the Laterdale rooftop and the rooftop top across the street, men suited up started chucking down grenades from on high, hoping to literally blow away the competition. They aimed at cops and at vehicles.

The goons outside got smoked by the NPD, as rooftoppers showed up the officers were pinned. In move Eve after to save her brother, turns out talking as Emily was not his strong suit. He probably wanted to shift as her because he was a stupid pervert. She kicked the door open to see her brother being strangled, a throwing knife zipped out of her hands to cut down her brother.

She ran over to grab her brother and drag him into cover before the masked goons came shooting, shoving a mask over his face as the gas did it’s thang.

Eric smirked, inhaling through his mask as the room flooded with cops. Fluorescent wires shot down, wrapping around guns and yanking them high in the air. From his cover behind the bar, he attempted to disarm the cops, allowing his men to fire freely from their cover in the bar, tables overturned. Bullets shredded, hoping to down as many officers as possible.

Snipers took positions above the roofs, the armored blood bloods below were SWAT goons laying fire back taking cover behind their trucks. “We’re pinned down!” One of the supervisors said radioing to the snipers who took shots at the goons on the roof, they were precise lethal and accurate - not to be fucked around with it seems~

Meanwhile inside Adam and Eve looked to their next move as their guns got yoinkied. Eve stripped a flash bang off her belt, cooking it she tossed it over with a second and a half left before it blinded the bar. “GO!” She screamed to Adam, they were twins so their twinergy surged together as they both rushed Eric to over power him!

Eric was temporarily blinded, letting out a muffled groan while staggering back. On pure reflexes, he created a barrier of wires around him that would snag, grab, and pull away anything that touched it. It would give Eric precious seconds to recover.

Meanwhile on the rooftops, a few of the goons got shot while others took cover. They attempted to snipe back at the snipers on the opposing roof, thereby taking off their focus from the officers below.

As the gun battle raged outside with no clear winner, Eve turned to the goons inside and started throwing the knives she had on her belt.  shing shing shing! they flew out trying to latch their evil metal ways into any body it could embed itself in! Likewise Adam being stopped by the big wall of fuck you by Eric, grabbed a Noc Noc Liquor bottled and poured it over the wall making it flammable. He lit a match book and threw it in full at it, starting a fire!

One Rose fell back, knife embedded deep in their shoulder. Others took shelter behind the overturned tables, knives embedding themselves freely.

Eric, on the other hand, was not having such a good time. As his sight recovered, there was the smell of alcohol and his clothes getting soaked. Then?

Whoosh!

The world was only pain. The strings vaporized as Eric thrashed on the floor, desperately trying to put out the fire clinging to him. The other Roses saw this damn quick, a ripple effect moving through their ranks.

Almost immediately, there was the dropping of weapons and the raising of hands, Roses surrendering while one ran to the fire extinguisher. He ripped it off the wall before running to the bar, eyeing Adam briefly before unloading the foam on Eric.

Up on the rooftops, orders were given through the comms, and the Roses there threw down their weapons.

A victory wasn't worth it if their capo was dead.

So they moved in, the SWAT team member took down the Roses inside ziptying them. EMS came, slowly. The burned man would suffer a bit longer for delaying ‘Emily’s gracious offer. “You okay Adam?” Eve said dusting off his brother.

As the bar was secured and Erik the burned man was wheeled off to be escorted to the hospital and eventually the Noc Noc Cubes in the Jeweled Bank prison Adam shifted into Erik when he was a bartender.

“Sure I’ll be fine, the roses won’t be missing another Capo~” He said as Erik.
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