"I'm about drag you into a life or death situation and the what mind is on... Is not the death but the Senors she's loaded with? Kids today..." With that and one last deep breath, he took his weapon from its holster and regretted the loss of his helmet. All he had was the mask and it would do its job well enough. People would understand the message. Dawning it he grabbed Ruby's hand and off they went into the LAPD HQ.
"We need to work out a nonverbal system quickly." He shifted mods, his mindset became much more about killing and surviving than it was trading snarky comments or talking about Ruby getting laid. He did however have one last comment. "Maybe if your big titty river rat shows up you can get some. I'm sure you can vibrate those sensors enough for her liking." There was no smile or joking manner, just a light hearted comment from a hard hearted figure.
"Want a mask?" He asked with the slightest hint of concern. "I have a spare." Taking it out of his back pocket he simply dropped it on it the ground. If she wanted it, she could pick it up. If not he didn't need it anyway.
Inside the headquarters was nothing short of a bloodbath and complete warzone. Even from just inside the doors there was blood and bodies everywhere. This had no effect on Elijah, he had seen it all before and most the time he had been the cause of it.
They had worked out the system on the fly with Elijah leading and Ruby holding his hand. With the weapon in his right and her in the left she could easily tell him where the unwanted people might be. While there was a lot of coverage the system wasn't full proof as a careless and rookie mistake caused him open open fire, killing a so called officer of the law. Elijah not aware of his surroundings, knocked over a chair. Elijah was already on target when the cop was alerted, all he had to do was pull the trigger. He did so three times, the first hit high in the chest, the next was throat. His final shot landed dead center in his face.
As with any gun fire in an enclosed the shots rang loud and brought more people. His instincts kicked in and ran towards the door. It happened just as he thought it would. An undertrained member of law enforcement ran in the room, soon followed by another. He acted quickly unsheathing his knife and stabing him in the throat. As his body shot blood from the fatal wound, gargling noises came from the law enforcement officers throat as Eli turned his attention to the next one who's death was met by a snapped neck. He slowly let the body to the ground. Retrieving his knife from the first body, he noted the second was a young lady, he doubted that she had had been on the force for less than a year. She had a sweet young face and while she laid there innocently enough. It would have been easy to think she was a sweet, kind girl out to do right. Dark brown hair framed a face of beauty with striking, lifeless eyes. Elijah felt nothing over the girls death, he simply put his knife away and carried on.
"Well, if your maps a right then... We should be a short trip down the stairs to Gang Leader Dip Shit. We can stop rest in the stairwell. Come on." Stairwells were amoung the most dangerous places to be. Thankfully he was far from normal and he could fire pillers of fire up the wells and weild any door he touches shut. That's exactly what he did as they entered the stairwell. "Catch your breath for a minute. We're mostly halfway done. Kill everything on the other side of the door and get out alive."