Vigilantes
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Post by Levenin on Aug 8, 2015 14:54:10 GMT -5
Levenin recovered from the toss just in time to hear the anguished scream of a man behind him. He scrambled away out of instinct of what was about to go down, a smart move on his part. A body hit the floor in a splat right where he’d been sitting not even seconds before and he watched in horror, partially from knowing he’d almost been caught in the mess that unfolded before his eyes. The woman beat this poor man with nothing but her feet. When the teeth kicking came and the Vigilante began moaning and spitting blood, Levenin swallowed uncomfortably. All of a sudden, he felt sick just watching.
The nausea had little time to settle before he was the next victim of her wrath. ”Owowow!! Stop! That hurts!” Lev pleaded, trying to get away from her boots. ”You didn’t tell me anything! You started yelling at me and insulting me!”
There hadn’t been a plan here, right? Levenin clearly remembered her saying something about getting them all out before telling him to beat it. Whatever. With the guard still writhing on the floor and out of the action, they had some freedom. ”I dunno what you want from me. My arms are tied just as well as yours.”
Lev looked to the doors head, still cracked open to the outside world. ”We should run while we can. Before anymore show up.”
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Will Punch Your Butthole
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Post by Ellie on Aug 16, 2015 10:22:46 GMT -5
"Good god, you are useless, aren't you?" it was kind of astonishing, really. And this kid was going to be a medical professional? People's lives could very well be in his stupid hands. "Hope you're not planning on being an actual doctor." She shook her head. Okay, he wasn't going to be any real help, and by the way no one else seemed to be speaking up, it looked like she was on her own with this. Great. Fan-fucking-tastic.
She sat next to the guy she'd just kicked and moved to lay back on her back, sliding her bound wrists down until she got them under her knees. Then, taking a deep breath, she lifted her legs to slip them out of the hold to put her hands in front of her. The action made her shoulders and wrists hurt like a bitch but she was rewarded with more movement. The binds couldn't exactly be chewed through, since they appeared to be a reinforced sort with the tell tale shimmer of interwoven fleximetal. But she could do a lot more damage with the in front of her, even bound, then behind her.
"Running blindly is just going to get you killed. Normally I wouldn't care, but there's a high chance of you getting me killed and I am not going out like that." She moved to begin searching the downed vigilante. He didn't have a knife -- why make her life easy?-- but he did have a gun and tazer. She'd worked with less. "Can you shoot?"
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Vigilantes
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he's big enough
Posts: 164
Preferred Name: Nama
Character Profile: ♦♦♦
Character Name: Levenin Refure
Main Account: Levenin
Status: On Hiatus
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Post by Levenin on Aug 16, 2015 17:01:36 GMT -5
The doctor comment hurt him a bit, though Levenin wasn’t about to give her any additional ammo. He knew her type— the sort of person who’d be aggressive in response to everything and uncooperative on any level that didn't conform to their views. However, he held his tongue for once instead of instigating more arguments. She was their ticket out of here. None of the other hostages were making any steps towards escape as they continued to huddle themselves into a corner.
Watching her contort herself out of her bind, Lev sheepishly mumbled back an answer. ”N-No, I’ve never touched a gun…”
He looked to the small gathering of people. Someone here had to know how to handle a gun, right? The more time dragged on, the greater the realization that none of them were going to volunteer. And really, Lev sympathized completely. Civilians against armed Vigilantes was suicide. It was likely if they all left that some wouldn't return home tonight. He thought about himself, about Mira possibly never seeing him alive again. He wondered if she'd found out about the hostage situation by now or if she was still taking her exams back on campus. Oh, how close she'd been to coming to the dinner party with him if it hadn't been for a last minute rescheduling. Levenin knew, however, that the bodyguard couldn’t go at it alone. She needed somebody.
”But… I can be a decoy… So you can get out and rescue Kreuger at the very least. And come back for everyone here.”
The Vigilante by now had fallen unconscious from either the pain or profuse blood loss. Levenin eyed the gun precariously hanging off of his hip. An aspiring doctor handling a firearm? It seemed like a cruel joke. ”But you have to get everyone out safely. If you can promise me that, then I’ll give you... me. I’m good for a target if nothing else.”
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Will Punch Your Butthole
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Post by Ellie on Aug 18, 2015 21:27:39 GMT -5
A decoy would potentially be useful...but there was the chance of him being a pansy and leaving her on her own anyway. Though she would probably be better off, even if things went wrong. And it's not like she was planning on just leaving everyone to die; they might all be high class pricks but they were still doctors. Society had a rightful need for them.
"Okay. I'll do what I can to get Kruger and get everyone out of here. But you have to follow my every order, you got that? I'm not dying because of you." She shifted, shoving his shoulder so she could get behind him. She grabbed his wrists and started trying to undo the binds there. If she could get his hands free, he could maybe get her hands free. Doctors had to have at least some dexterity. She was relieved to see the ropes go lax and free. "Now untie mine."
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Vigilantes
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Character Name: Levenin Refure
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Post by Levenin on Aug 19, 2015 0:38:20 GMT -5
The mix of emotions he felt conflicted with one another-- relief for her cooperation, but also an overwhelming fear of what he’d thrown himself into. The gun trembled in Levenin’s hands as he retrieved it from the now unconscious Vigilante. He nodded to the woman's demand, placing the weapon in a pocket and hoping it wouldn’t go off somehow before undoing her bindings.
”You can’t leave us here!”
”Why are you two the only ones who get to go?!”
The long silent and shellshocked hostages were beginning to catch onto their situation, suddenly lashing out as Lev and the bodyguard turned to leave the room. He tried speaking over them, holding a finger up to his mouth as a signal for them to quiet down. However many Vigilantes there still were, they couldn’t be too far off down the hall. In fact, it’d been an uncomfortably long time since the last person had been taken for demands. If they didn’t hurry, the guard would surely change out and catch them by surprise.
”We’re coming back for you, I promise!” Levenin urged in a whisper. ”If we all go at once, they’ll notice-“
”Untie us too! Please!”
”They’re going to save themselves!”
Their yells filled the room as each of them seemed to have something to chime in with. Levenin panicked in that moment as he was swiftly ignored in the face of an angry mob. This was the only plan they had with even a slim chance of success. He couldn’t let them ruin it. Lev thought of the bodyguard, how she could do something to calm the crowd, but with how aggressive she’d been the entire time, he doubted her intervention would help.
In a split second decision, he pulled out the gun again. The sight of the barrel aimed for the group was a near instant silencer, despite how it shook as Lev held it. ”I won’t let any of you jeopardize the plan! I-If you wanna make noise and get us caught, then fine! I’ll make sure you can’t! D-D-Do you understand?!”
Receiving nothing but wide eyed stares and a few tears, Levenin slowly backed out of the room before closing the doors on the hostages. No other sound came forth from it. Threatening violence— just what was the world coming to? There was little time to think of anything else but something drastic. The only thing he was thankful for was the adrenaline rush of pointing a loaded weapon at innocent strangers. How did people manage to do this without hesitation? ”S-Sorry about that,” he apologized. ”L-Lead the way.”
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Will Punch Your Butthole
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Post by Ellie on Aug 29, 2015 18:00:08 GMT -5
Ellie's back tensed up once everyone started panicking and demanding to go with them. Fuck, they were gonna get them caught. She was torn between either yelling at them to shut up or just bolting on her own, fuck the rest of them, but luckily her unwanted sidekick seemed to have things covered. She watched, mildly amused at the way he drew the gun and threw insults. He reminded her of some of the other fresh faced kids that had joined her in her two year stint with the police force; a firecracker wrapped in flimsy paper.
She followed him out of the room and pulled him behind her as she crept forward to survey the situation. "Nice move. Might wanna turn the safety off next time though." She whispered back, mouth twitching in a slight smile.
The main dining hall seemed to be where everything was still happening. There were two hooded figures walking about with guns, seemingly checking the perimeter, and several bodies littered the ground. She spotted the girl that had been dragged out of the storage room on the floor next to where Dr. Kruger was kneeling, a hole in her temple and eyes staring blankly at them. And in front of Kruger, with the barrel of a pistol pressed to the esteemed doctor's forehead, was Red.
Fuck.
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Vigilantes
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Post by Levenin on Aug 30, 2015 0:14:10 GMT -5
Levenin stared down at the gun. Safety? He had no idea what or where that was, only that he’d heard it mentioned sometime in his life. He wasn’t even sure if he could handle the infamous recoil if he had to actually use this thing. ”I’ve… I’ve never shot one of these. W-Why don’t you t-take it instead?”
True, he’d never even so much as held a gun before this point, and he wanted to be rid of it. It felt dirty somehow, claiming the weapon that’d helped in taking them all hostage and was currently executing innocents one by one. It was the wrong time to be a pacifist. Even worse was to be useless with a firearm. Lev didn’t have time to complain more at the woman with how much he couldn’t do anything when the dining hall peeked into view. The view was poor, but just enough for him to see it— various people he’d recognized from earlier at the dinner table, many of them now strewn across the once pristine floors without a second thought. Like sheep to the slaughter.
Levenin nearly dropped the gun in his haste to stifle a scream. Not like he hadn’t seen cadavers before but this… Nothing short of a massacre. He didn’t even notice Kreuger still alive and at gunpoint in the room. All he could focus on were their eyes that were full of mirth not even an hour before, now snuffed of life. ”T-Take it. Take the gun. Take it, I can’t—!”
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Will Punch Your Butthole
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Post by Ellie on Oct 14, 2015 19:46:41 GMT -5
She turned as he panicked, reaching forward to press her hand over his mouth. She didn't have time for this; she needed to get out of here alive. And really, she didn't give even half of a fuck if any of these high class pricks made it out alive, not if it cost her her own life. Might be bad for business but nothing ever really mattered in this city. Even if everyone here died, the news would have it covered up and forgotten like last week's fashion trends.
"Listen up, kid, this isn't the time to be a pussy. So you're either gonna nut up and help me save this, or I'm getting myself out of here. I will not die for some pissy pants bitch like you, got it?" she hissed in a whisper before taking her hand off his mouth. She set it on the gun long enough to flip off the safety. "Now you're gonna take this gun and run to that flipped table over there. Shoot as you run; doesn't matter if you hit anyone. I just need their eyes on you so I can get over to their leader. Think you can do that?"
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Vigilantes
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Post by Levenin on Oct 21, 2015 0:06:30 GMT -5
Levenin flinched with every insult, his hand still gripping the gun so tightly that his knuckles were white with tension. He moved a single finger to the trigger, trembling and breathing heavily enough that he worried someone in the main hall would hear them. Even if he had the moral conscience to shoot this thing, there was no way he’d get a clear shot, not with the violent shaking. ”B-But what if they… they’re gonna shoot back! I can’t d-do this!” he whined. ”There has to… to be a b-better way!”
Levenin thought her plan was suicide, at least for him. Sure, he trusted a distraction would be enough for her to save everyone but what were the odds of him making it out of this alive, or without being horribly maimed in the process?
But if I don’t do this, then they’ll just keep killing hostages…
With a painful gulp, he nodded at the woman, tears welling. One for the good of many. That was enough reason to shoot. ”Just… Just keep the promise you’ll save everyone else… If anything happens to me, I want the others to be guaranteed…”
The next few moments blurred past, almost unreal as Lev bolted into the dining hall with the gun waving in the air. At first, nobody seemed to take notice until the yelling began. Why won’t it shoot? Is it jammed? He’d never used a firearm before but all one had to do was pull the trigger, right? However, the contraption stayed cemented in place no matter how he tried to move it. The only other thing he could think of was to stop running and instead point the weapon at himself in full view of the Vigilantes.
”D-Don’t do anything, or I-I’ll shoot!” he proclaimed. Of all the things he thought he’d be doing tonight, trying to negotiate with terrorists was not one of them.
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Will Punch Your Butthole
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Character Name: Ellie 'Evrika' Waters
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Post by Ellie on Oct 25, 2015 23:28:18 GMT -5
He was stupid. He was blindly stupid and he was going to get them all killed. If there was any justice in this world, she would get to kill him herself.
She ducked down and ran along the opposite wall once the attention was on him, the three vigilantes seeming torn between laughing and shooting as they leveled their own guns at him. Why wasn't he shooting? Idiot. She hated him. Right on the shit list, right under her parents, then Red, then this stupid fucker.
Red turned just as she bolted toward him. He let out a shot in surprise, catching her in her right shoulder. Pain ripped through her as the blast tore a hole open in her, front to back. Red hot ribbons shot down her arm, causing it to go limp as she rammed into him. The gun clanked to the floor as they both went down. She scrambled, forcing herself to move past the pain to grab the gun. Her boot hit Krueger hard in the chest to send him to the floor as she wheeled the gun at the other targets.
She was a terrible shot, always had been, so it took a good four shots to down one of the guys, then another three for the other. She was pretty sure one shot almost took Piss Pants' head off. Oh well.
"Make a move, fucker. Make my fucking night." She pointed the gun at Red where he'd managed to sit up. Blood was still seeping from the wound in her shoulder. "Asshole! Grab their guns!" she barked to Levenin.
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