Vulkan 707

The Room

*John watches Gordon standing next to the kitchen, and does his best to warn Xan.*
John: G-Gordon...

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*Gordon watches Xan, who is carring John, with slight annoyance. He then covers his ears.*

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*Sasha sighs at hearing another accusations of slavery on Taboo.*
Sasha: As you say, just make it quick.
*She turns towards the sound of Xan yelling her name, and looks quizzical.*
Sasha: What-!

*The explosive Gordon placed in the fridge suddenly explodes, It blows the fridge to bits, on top of that a strange red acidic material flies in all directions from the bomb.*

*Sasha is thrown violently into the wall, but manages to stay conscious.*

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*Gordon swiftly turns into the kitchen, and makes his way to Sasha. He seems unperturbed by the acid.*

The Room

*John groans as he is picked up, and shakes his head at Xan.*
John: Gordon.. the hair... just..
*He wishes he finished his glass of whiskey before trying to hit Gordon, for he is in extreme pain.*

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*Sasha folds her arms, and thinks for a bit on what she hears.*
Sasha: Guilty by association isn't the 'fairest' thing... just because her family is crazy doesn't mean she is, I don't agree on putting her to death for just that. We need more proof.
*She turns towards the fridge, and frowns at the beeping. Which seems to be beeping faster, and faster.*

The Room

*John groans in agony at being touched by Xan, and tries to find where Gordon went.*
John: An asshole, where is Sasha? Need to warn her.
*He begins to crawl out of the kitchen, though he is doing a terrible job of crawling.*

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*Sasha folds her arms, and looks down at Taboo.*
Sasha: Is this true?
*She figures John is dealing with whoever is shooting in the bar, and decides to deal with the situation at hand.*

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*Gordon walks into the mainroom, hears Sasha, and heads toward the kitchen.*
*He stands just outside of the kitchen, clicks a button on his watch, and smiles.*

*From the fridge a beeping sound starts to ring out.*

The Room

*Gordon waits for Beatrix to walk out of the bar, and is happy to see the bar somewhat empty. He turns to John, and his smile vanishes.*
Gordon: Enough delays, where is it?
*He blatantly searches John, not even waiting for a answer, and throws both his guns behind the bar. A look of frustration plays across Gordon's face, before changing to a more placid expression.*
Gordon: Well. You really don't have it? Then there's really no point in-!
*John in a blur motion swings his full glass of whiskey at Gordon's face, and misses. He stares dumbly at Gordon, who does not look pleased.*
Gordon: Goodbye John.
*Gordon shoots John point blank in the chest twice, both blow out of John's back, and he takes on the expression of utter agony. He coughs a gout of blood, then falls out of his chair.*
*Gordon simply get's up, buttons his coat, and walks towards the main room.*

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*Sasha sighs at the gun shots, and look even more annoyed.*
Sasha: What the fuck now.
*She looks towards Lecter, and nods with Vaseraga.*
Sasha: Quickly explain.

The Room

Sasha: So Taboo you are kinda not helping...
*Sasha then grabs Lecter's shoulder, and pulls him so they are facing. She looks slightly shocked, and annoyed.*
Sasha: Relax! Christ sake, do you have any proof of what she fucking did?! Before we let you execute her, I'd at least need some evidence!
*She doesn't draw her sword, cause she knows that won't help. So she tries to calm everyone down.*
Sasha: Let's all relax, and talk... Taboo, how you doing?
*She doesn't run over to her aid yet, wants to be sure Lecter and Finnick are cool.*
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The Room

Gordon: I would but I am busy, whatever your name is.
*John and Gordon turn to regard Beatrix, John having a serious expression, mixed with some anxiety, while Gordon smiles happily at her.*
Gordon: Oh he will speak to you soon enough, we just going over a few things. Right John?
*John does not reply, instead he grits his teeth with anger.*
Gordon: Still shaken up from the battle, totally understandable... But he will be with you in a bit, dear.
*Gordon presses the muzzle of his pistol into John's side.*
Gordon: Right John?
John: Sure.

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*Sasha sighs.*
Sasha: Taboo not trying to insult you, just pointing out that you are... not informed on most things.

The Room

*John and Gordon sit silently, both uncaring about the gunshots, and the insane Merg.*
Gordon: So... Let's make this easy! Give me that little box you stole, and I'll be out of your hair in a second!
*Johns sighs, and shifts slightly in his seat.*
John: I don't have it. Sorry.
*Gordon chuckles, and shakes his head.*
Gordon: Well where-
*He frowns at Mergs snarl, and turns to towards her and the Major. *
Gordon: Shoot the rabid bitch in the head already, I'm trying to have a conversation here!
*John is about to make a move, but a nudge from Gordon pistol stops him from acting.*
Gordon: I'm not stupid... John.

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*Jillian still sits outside the room smoking her cigarette, she hears all the bullshit, but decides not to intervene.*
*She keeps smoking, and sighs with annoyance.*

The Room

*John sighs, and keeps drinking his whiskey doing his best to ignore the altercation.*
*Gordon casually sits next to John, and smiles at him.*
Gordon: Hey John.
*John bristles for a moment, and cracks his glass in surprise at being confronted with Gordon.*
John: Hi. Gordon.Long time no see.
*Gordon chuckles, and keeps his strange fleshy pistol trained to John's side.*

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*Sasha nods to Lecter.*
Sasha: Yes the storm should pass, maybe in a day or two. And I thank you for your help.
*She turns towards Taboo, and facepalms.*
Sasha: Christ... She's just an idiot, don't worry.

The Room

*John is honestly annoyed at Merg and Taboo's fight, but let's the major handle it. He sits drinking his whiskey, and stares at his glass.*
*He also holsters his pistol.*

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*Gordon walks into the main room, and peeks into the bar. He seems more interested on what John is doing, instead of the random fight going on.*
*Gingerly he walks into the bar, and makes his way towards John though he absently watches the fight as he walks.*

The Room

*John is in no mood, he draws his pistol, and fires at the roof.*
John: You stupid fucks take this outside, stop making a fucking mess.
*He glares daggers at both of them, not in the mood for their quarrel either.*

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*Sasha nods, and has a look of determination.*
Sasha: I will be the one to jugde that, and the void wyrm still lives. That must die for us all to be truly safe.
*She don't bring up the faceless creature but is confident on how to deal with it.*

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*Gordon yawns, and shrugs.*
Gordon: Oh yeah... that... thing.
*He folds his arms, and starts walking towards the main room. He listens to John yelling at Merg and Taboo, and grins happily.*