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Maria let out a loud tisk at this recent development, his shocked and then bitter facial expression showing that the plan had worked exactly as desired. She was right. If she was a male then he'd be no use to them dead. Well, little use, and only to a very slim number of purposes. Let's just say that she would not be expected much money at all from such a transaction; certainly not worth her time or effort. A bead of sweat formed on his brow as he kept his gun aimed at her, although for what purpose he wasn't entirely sure. What should he do? Risk her dying and fire to disarm her? He was a good shot, but the shoot he had to make to achieve this was difficult even for a computer.

The sound of tapping interrupted her thoughts. It almost sounded like his high heels, although not quite. And besides, who else would be wearing high heels and walking so calmly? A soldier certainly wouldn't fulfill the first part and a civilian wouldn't fulfill the second part unless they were crazy. So it wasn't high heels, but a tap with every step. As the sound got closer it was clearly far more powerful then just someone walking.

The source of the sound then came into view...a man? An old man, but a man. And here he was all on his lonesome. Hopefully he was still fertile. What was he doing out here in a place like this? She didn't bother with any formalities with him, as she saw no reason for trickery or stalling. She whipped her handgun around to face him and fired a shot towards his right knee, a slight smile on her face. Maybe today was her lucky day after all.

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"We're landing if we're able, but if not we may need to fly ahead and drop you down from parachutes," one of the women near the front of the heli explained in a voice loud enough for everyone to hear over the sounds of some people praying or getting their stuff in order, the clicking of clips into rifles and the fastening of belts. "We're going to be under a lot of fire, so your first order of business will be to find proper cover until you can gain a sense of your surroundings. At that point you are to work together to take out the Governor of Dubai, who has herself holed up in the Burj Khalifa, otherwise known as the tallest building in the world. You won't miss it. However, you will not be going up it, but down to the recently installed bunker."

After her briefing finished, Leigh turned to Sienna and asked her name.

"Sienna Avery," she replied briskly with closed eyes. She was trying her best not to allow herself to realize that she was flying. If her body wasn't able to remain tricked then it would quickly object to this recent development and would proceed to upchuck her latest meal all over herself and others. Her nerves weren't making this any easier.
It took all of her willpower to get back onto her feet and stumble around to try and catch her retreating foe. She just needed one more good blow and he'd be done for! She could do that much, right? She had made it almost all the way up to him, but the closer and closer she got made her more and more dizzy from the strain. She was pushing herself too far for one of her condition, but she couldn't stop herself. He was right there! She somehow managed to get within striking distance of him and reeled back a fist as if to punch him, but instead her left knee gave out and she tumbled forward, more then likely on top of him but her senses were fading. All she felt was something hard smack against her body as she collapsed. Her vision, hearing, smell, everything; they were all dulled so much that she was barely conscious of it at all. Even her pain. She felt nothing but weightlessness. She remained motionless for a couple of seconds, eyes staring blanking at nothing before they slowly went shut, consciousness leaving her prone form.
Anita didn't care which one of the jerky boys won the argument, as they were both equally jerky. Hopefully they would both lose and suffer horrible fates. Perhaps it wasn't good to wish that on her own teammates, but her teammates shouldn't act like they were. Only she should be allowed to stand at the top, and these two were acting far too high and mighty for their own good. Anita was peeved both by this, being literally kicked out of her seat, and her low ranking according to the teacher. In the end they would all see her greatness and bow down to her. The highest they could get was to lick the bottom of her boots. Mark her words.

As they got the assignment she was now more eager then ever to do the best and start proving them wrong from the get go. She had luck on her side, which recon severely needed. Not wanting them to leech of off her success by following her around, she was quick to exit the classroom and go her own separate way. Hopefully they would not try to follow her, although she couldn't blame them if they did. They were such low lives that they probably couldn't make it without her. Harrumph! Once she got sufficiently far from the clubroom, making her way back into the main school building, she darted behind a corner and peeked out to see if anyone had followed her. By now the halls were mostly empty, as the students had either left for the dorms or were in their own clubs. Finding anyone suspicious would be all the easier now.
My post has killed the roleplay for 24 hours. 0_o
"Halt, kind sir! You'll poke an eye out with that thing!" Mauk warned the newcomer, holding up his left hand in a "stop what you're doing" kind of pose. Apparently this man didn't have good manners at all because he unleashed three shots anyways. At least he wasn't attacking the civilian, who managed to dart to safety down another hallway with a panicked yelp. As for himself, despite being advanced he still couldn't underestimate a weapon no matter how puny it looked. The mechanics in his legs shifted into high gear to allow him to sidestep out of harms way of the first two shots, but the man was able to make somewhat of a correction and glanced the last laser off of Mauk's left shoulder, leaving a nice little burn mark. He did a quick system check, glad to see that he still had all of his functions. He put his focus on catching up to his retreating opponent. He knocked his metal hand against the side of the damaged door.

"Anyone home?" He questioned, knowing the answer already. He surveyed his new surroundings. Nobody was alive besides the suspect. He could probably afford to let loose a little more then if the fight had continued out in public. He switched his arm cannon to the ice ball function so that he could freeze his opponent and not kill him or do permanent damage to any dead that may be resting within the coffins. They'd just have to thaw out a bit before the funeral service.

Without knowing his exact position, he let loose a blast at a random coffin, then another, then another. Eventually he would get to the right one or his opponent would rush out to greet him.
Flint comes out to find all of counter dead, including Wonderland. "That was...some scouting mission..." O_o
Anita might not be the best in a fight yet, but she'll do really good at stuff like this where she can luckily find exactly what she's looking for. She won't want to cooperate with others though, especially the two boys.
The dark club room has gotten their assignment so they can now start heading out. The non club people can, of course, get in their way. Counter can remain in their room until the teacher gives her own assignment, whatever that is.
Character accepted.
Rusalka said
"Needs more guitar." <.<Or you need to learn violin <.<


Needs more vocals.
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