[colour=SlateGray][center][h1]Jason "Echo" Reed[/h1][/center][/colour]

There was too much going on... First, a massive bloody creature. Then that Jane person started shooting bloody laser at things. Oh, and there were buses with crazy people on board shooting at the creature. Not to mention that massive guy who was literally taking on the abhorrent, eldritch mass in a fucking wrestling match!

It was just too much... All the sounds, all the fighting. Those lines peaking and moving and bouncing and spiking his head. Every scream, every heartbeat, every explosion, every gunshot...

Wait, gunshot? Instinctively, Jett ducked and rolled. As soon as his roll was finished, he stood low and ran. Above his head and behind him, bullets fired and struck the surrounds. There was no way he could take this on. Retreating wasn't exactly his style, but everyone was running. It was only logical to escape the fights you have no chance in winning, right

[colour=SlateGray]"Hey, Jane, sorry, but we aint winning this one. I'm gonna get the fuck outta dodge, but I'll see you later!"[/colour] he called from across the field, his voice seeming to reach her and only her. From over a wall, a single grenade flies and lands next to closest Scientist forces, and then he is gone.

There is no sign of him after.

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Except, at the coffee shop. The doors swings open, and a young man walks in.
[colour=SlateGray]"Jesus, its crazy out there. You guys planning to see a play? I wouldn't recommend the current one. 4D really isn't the best thing in that kind of production."[/colour] his tone is light hearted but still normal, somehow, [colour=SlateGray]"Are you still serving? I'd love a coffee right now. That'd be absolutely... Super."[/colour] He drops down onto a chair; taking in the faces of everyone in the room. Hearing their heartbeats, their blood pumping, the slightly crinkle in fibre. 7

Why were the Scientists in such a quaint coffee shop..?

[center]Bloody everyone at this point![/center]