Into the storm
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As the last of the team files through the door Makita closes it firmly behind herself and leads the way over to the window. Down in the square below twelve people move purposefully through the snow.
The six women are mostly unremarkable. One stands out as being exceptionally tall, one is short enough to almost look like a child, and hair of various colors and lenghts and styles can be seen escaping from their warm hats. The six men, however, stand out. The smallest is six and a half feet tall and looks to weigh at least 270 pounds. All twelve of them move with the smooth grace of practiced killers.
Makita doesn't bother whispering as she points them out, "See how they move in pairs? Each sorceress has her Guardsman a few paces behind her. You can see that even in a group they're thinking in twos. When we hit them, I want us to concentrate on splitting as many pairs as we can. They operate much less efficiently when their teams are broken up."
"There's another square like this a few blocks down. If they're headed of our HQ, then they'll have to go through it. If we move fast we can get there first and set up." She shoulders her rifle and looks at her team again, "Let's keep it fast and quiet."
So saying, Makita leads the way out the door, heading toward the rear fire escape for the building.
The six women are mostly unremarkable. One stands out as being exceptionally tall, one is short enough to almost look like a child, and hair of various colors and lenghts and styles can be seen escaping from their warm hats. The six men, however, stand out. The smallest is six and a half feet tall and looks to weigh at least 270 pounds. All twelve of them move with the smooth grace of practiced killers.
Makita doesn't bother whispering as she points them out, "See how they move in pairs? Each sorceress has her Guardsman a few paces behind her. You can see that even in a group they're thinking in twos. When we hit them, I want us to concentrate on splitting as many pairs as we can. They operate much less efficiently when their teams are broken up."
"There's another square like this a few blocks down. If they're headed of our HQ, then they'll have to go through it. If we move fast we can get there first and set up." She shoulders her rifle and looks at her team again, "Let's keep it fast and quiet."
So saying, Makita leads the way out the door, heading toward the rear fire escape for the building.
Re: To the west
Date: 2007-09-04 01:13 am (UTC)Oh, someone chasing the strangely shielded woman. From the size of the figure, Cait bets on Makita, and the shielded woman is coming towards the people who are not bulletproof.
Quick action might be a good answer. Cait rips off an as large as possible section of wall from the closest building, maybe a slab of concrete if she can find one; anyway, a LARGE heavy something is flying to intercept the sorceress.
Take that!
Re: To the west
Date: 2007-09-04 07:51 pm (UTC)She's dazed for a moment, but continues to stumble forward through the snow as she calls out a protokol. Moments later a blast of high-voltage electricity arcs toward Caitlin.
Re: To the west
Date: 2007-09-04 08:24 pm (UTC)It will probably occur to her later to wonder where that concrete came from.
Re: To the west
Date: 2007-09-05 01:41 am (UTC)Not now. Cait learned, and is more than able to MOVE, fast to stay out of the way of the blast. The Sorcerss is good, what will she think of a couple grenades, thrown 'short' to land in front of her blocking her path?
Re: To the west
Date: 2007-09-05 01:54 am (UTC)Re: To the west
Date: 2007-09-05 02:12 am (UTC)But as soon as the witch is dead, she's totally going to ask Cait what's going on.
Re: To the west
Date: 2007-09-05 03:59 am (UTC)Some are not well aimed to hit the sorceress, and that is on purpose. Cait wants to slow her down and give Makita the chance to catch up.
Re: To the west
Date: 2007-09-05 03:47 pm (UTC)As Makita realizes how Cait is slowing the witch down, she redoubles her speed, no longer even bothering to fire as she sprints forward to come to grips with her enemy.
And suddenly, the storm stops (http://runmakitarun.livejournal.com/7355.html?thread=97211#t97211).