Into the storm

[runmakitarun]

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.

Comments

Re: In the plaza

[twiststheblade]

Blocking a master-made katana is never wise - even less so when the master was none other than Masamune. The blade goes through bone as easily as it would have gone through her throat, and the witch finds herself down one limb. Miho can't step back for another swing as there's nowhere to step to, so the woman will get a moment to appreciate her blood pumping from the stump as the little samurai re-groups for a killing stroke.

Re: In the plaza

[theredstars.livejournal.com]

The witch screams. Some of that is because she now realizes that she's going to die, but most of it is shock and pain. She makes a quick decision: if she's going to die, then so will her killer.

Her eyes glitter as she leans forward to shove Miho off the tiny spire. It overbalances her, and if Miho goes then the witch is certain to fall after her, but since she's dead anyway...

Re: In the plaza

[twiststheblade]

Miho does, in fact, fall off the spire - except it isn't an uncontrolled fall. She stepas backwards and allows the witch to go past her - and as she drops, her left hand catches hold of a protruding edge of the spire. Her body jerks to a stop, and the witch tumbles down. She'll still be alive when she hits the bottom - it takes a surprisingly long time for death to occur after massive blood loss.

Re: In the plaza

[theredstars.livejournal.com]

It's a long way to the bottom, and the sorceress' howl of thwarted rage has plenty of time to draw out as she hurtles toward what will certainly be a fatal landing.

Re: In the plaza

[twiststheblade]

Miho doesn't bother staying around to hear the ending - it's not as if it's unpredictable. Instead, she swings herself back up onto the spire, and trots across the narrow causeway-like bridge. Better make sure the others are okay. . .

Re: In the plaza

[runmakitarun.livejournal.com]

The comm-link crackles slightly as Makita's voice comes through, "Makita here, everybody check in (http://runmakitarun.livejournal.com/7766.html)."