| From: | John U q_storm@***.net |
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| Subject: | Shadowrun by Quiet Storm |
| Date: | 8 Jun 00 00:15:59 EDT |
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Cerberus hunkered down in the shadows atop a fourstory warehouse adjacent to
the team's target and listened as Bronka gave the all-clear over the commlink.
The ork was stationed down in the street, only a few blocks from the building
Domino had just vacated. The structure was the Mariah building, not far from
the Alaska Street Resivoir. The target was one of the bodies inside
Shastakovich's Funeral Home on the 9th floor of the Mariah Building.
He accesed the Commlink IV hardwired into his skull. "Our package Bronka?"
he said. The Crypto cucuit scrambled the transmission, making it impossible
for anyone to pick it up. "In place. Just lit up the fiber link's power
monitor here. We're go." The ork's voice sounded deep and relaxed. Showing
confidence of his many years as a mercenary before he joined the team. "Was
he seen?" Cerberus asked nervously. "Nobody's chasing him omae. And Knight
Errant's working security, somebody woulda been on his slotting hoop by now if
they spotted him, wanting to know just what the frag he was doing on the
building." "His ID should hold."
"I'm clear chummers." Domino said in his basso voice.
If the run got hosed somehow, Cerberus was relying on the abundance of
security at the docks to drek up the Lone Star squads that would be summoned
to the scene. His team could buzz turbo for the dock area and lose themselves
among the private sec that would be drawing rank and number down on the docks
where they guarded the ships of their various countries. A hidey-hole waited,
all arranged and paid for.
Cerberus shifted, keeping the line of his shadow against the line of the
building as he peered over the edge. A trio of thrill gangers by down on the
street, talking in loud voices. One of them took a long drag on a cigarette
and looked up, stopping for just an instant.
Cerberus drew back from the edge so as not to be seen. Dark and invisible and
yet still large, dressed in combat black over kevlar armor, there was no way
he could have passed unnoticed along the street. He carried a Hushpuppy in a
shoulder rig, and a silenced UZI4 hung from a Whipit sling on his shoulder. A
Couger Fine Blade rode in his right boot.
Domino had just snuck into a file storage room on the 3rd floor of the Mariah
building, "Domino, have you seen any reports on an arrival for a Quint Duran?"
Cerberus asked. "Not a thing." He replied. "Fraggit!" Cerberus said
without
cutting his commlink. He was scared. He knew that he hated it, but he was
smart enough to admit it to himself. "There's no way wecould get the wrong
funeral home, what do we do?" Bronka said, half pissed half nervous. "The
body we're looking for is probably in a secret file. We'll probably half to
just sneak in and check it out for ourselves." Cerberus said. "Told you I
spotted someone up here Fontaine." a voice interrupted. The three thrillers
stodd in the center of the rooftop, weapons in hand. "Guess you were right
Hector, watch em Wynn, if he tries to run, cut 'is legs off with that whip.
Cerberus drew his Hushpuppy from the shoulder rig. One of the thrillers had a
glowing monofiliament whip, which Cerberus eyed nervously. "We aint exactly
got all night." Bronka said. "Busy, unexpected company." Cerberus said
back.
Fontaine brought the whip into action, going for Cerberus's head. Cerberous
lept back with force, while at the same time lowering himself and readying his
Hushpuppy. Cerberus let off a few rounds at Fontaine's chest, in which only 1
hit home. The other three hit random places in his right leg area, causing
him to fall and drop the whip. He grunted and shouted and clutched his
bleading wounds. Hector drew a knife and made a slash at Cerberus's throat.
It was simple, Cerberus went down and tackled Hector both knocking the wind
out of him and bringing him to the ground. The other ganger ran off, hoping
to survive the fight. Cerberus remembered the whip and turned around to get
it. Hector got it first and slashed at his neck. Cerberus leaned back, but
the whip still cut him across the cheeck, and blood started to pour from his
fresh wound. Cerberus's gun was empty, he knew it. He remembered how many
shots were in it, and he didn't even have to check. He holstered to Hushpuppy
Swiftly. He then quicly drew the Couger Fine Blade and dodged to the left,
avoiding another whip slash. Cerberous knew he had a shadowrun to do, so he
decided to make his move as quickly as possible. He gripped the knife,
thrusted forward and the knife hit home. Strait into Hector's heart.
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--Cerberus <24:14:45/6-7-61>
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