| From: | Geoffrey Gerrietts <Siothrun@***.COM> |
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| Subject: | Monday Night Fireworks |
| Date: | Tue, 13 Dec 1994 19:11:57 -0500 |
>>>>>[Sorry to cut her short, but she rambles, and she misses the good
parts
anyway. The line is that I took her with. We hooked with Kovak after a call
to his doss. Then we waited for that Jolly Roger character and his troll
buddy. Didn't show for an hour, so we revised the plan for limited firepower,
then went to stake out the van.
Wasn't in my spot (covering Damselfly's hoop) for about six seconds before
this torqued-up ork in a tux & top hat comes sauntering up. He starts talking
magick-jive to Damselfly, all about watchers and water elementals, then turns
and starts walking down the street, real cool and cocky, singing some song
about a psychotic rabbit and an elf shaman. Damselfly looks really tired all
of a sudden, and I start to wonder what happened, get my FN-HAR locked &
loaded.
So then the front end of the van collapses; I hear a Panther going off about
a block back. I'm thinking it's time to get to the bike when I turn and see
folks piling out of the van like it's gonna blow. Then the Panther again and
the tanks fireball; Kovak's got two of the former passengers popped in the
kneecaps while I'm still drawing a bead. That fraggin' ork's still walkin'
down the middle of the street like nobody's business. Then something seems to
click, and he whirls about twice as fast as my eyes see, somethin' shiny in
his hand, and somebody's head rolls off while he's poppin' caps at the rest
of 'em. I mean quick. The bodies start to topple just as a troll rolls up on
a bike, tosses a limp body across his lap, and roars off.
I've finally got a bead on someone who isn't already crumpled, right, and then
that headless Joe gets up and starts walking over toward the others, still
pumping blood out his neck. Needless to say, I lost my shot *and* my lunch.
Those other folks -- there were two still standing of the half-dozen from the
van -- they weren't looking real comfortable either.
And then the ork lets loose. I mean, he doesn't start shooting or anything,
he just starts hollering. Like "Who the frag are you people?" and all that,
while this headless thing keeps shambling over. And they don't answer, so he
cuts them down. Then he wanders off down the street, singin' that song again.
The corpse collapses, finally, and Kovak comes out of the alley across the
road, his eyes wide as mine. Damselfly's passed out -- don't know exactly
what she did (still don't get all that sorcery stuff), but she did it hard.
And so me and Kovak, we kick those two he'd hobbled around a bit, find out
that they're UCAS Intel of all things, trying to keep us from spilling the
fraggin' beans about the drek down in Anna. They'd lost enough blood I
figured I'd leave 'em to the mercy of DocWagon, so I hopped on the bike &
came home.
So anybody got any ideas on *THIS?*]<<<<<
-- Dragonfly (02:37:12 / 12-13-55)
