Overlord Thraka

The Room

*Rust has totally vanished as Dallas and Syndey fall back*
Bain: We need to take a hostage!
Sydney: F&#$ that! We need a Jimmy! He's got the China Puff!
*She throws a grenade at the monsters and keeps firing her AK5*
*Dallas keeps up with his Raven Shotgun*

*Halia nods silently*
Halia:... So I believe my debt passes to you, seeing as how you're Karma's... master...
*She spits out the word 'Master' with disgust*

The Room

*Jimmy whirls around on Augustus as he hears "Major" and "Washington DC" and pulls on his duct-tape mask*
Jimmy: Cops!
*He dives behind a counter, drawing his gun in the process*

*Iris smiles and nods*
Iris: Of course I'm coming. Don't worry, I'll be fine.
*She offers her hand and continues to the main room*

The Room

*Jimmy looks at the bug again*
Jimmy: Oi! Starship Troopers! What the bloody f*$%in' hell are ya!?
*He's pulled out a mask*

*Iris pauses then nods*
Iris: Well... I suppose we could ask politely... Come on.
*She stands and starts heading towards the kitchen*

*Rust gets down as the others are forced back away from him and can't get to him*
Bain: Rust has been taken into custody!

The Room

*Horus got hit by the red beams. What do*

*Mergoux is out of it*

*Halia looks slightly awed at Lecter*
Halia: W-what power...

*Jimmy looks at John, sniffs and then points at Walter the bug*
Jimmy: Oi! You! You seein' that giant grasshopper lookin' motherf*$#er over there mate?!

*The trio keep shooting stuff*

The Room

*Iris firmly shakes her head*
Iris: Out of the question.
*She looks down at Hanna*
Iris: I.. don't want blood on your hands...

*Jimmy blinks a few times at Walter*
Jimmy: Damn... I am trippin' balls... Da F*#$ WAS in that coffee?
*He looks at the coffee pot, drops it and walk to the main room*
Jimmy: Oi! Any of you f*$&ers seein' this papa roach in 'ere!?

The Room

*Jimmy takes a swig straight from the pot then spits it out all over Walter when he sees him*
Jimmy: DA F&*$ IS IN THIS COFFEE?!
*He stares at the pot for a few seconds then shrugs and takes another sip*
Jimmy: Eh. Good s*%#.
*He sniffs and looks at Walter*
Jimmy: What the f*#$ am I looking at...

*Iris sighs sadly*
Iris: I.. not really...
*She sighs and hugs Hanna close*
Iris: I wish Horus was here... He'd know how to deal with those people

The Room

Rust: Blow their brains out!
*Dallas keeps shooting*
Bain: Sydney is downed!
Sydney: Ahh! I need a f*&$ing medic bag!
*Rust waves at Sydney and yells her to her feet*
Rust: Get off your f&$@in' ass!
*Sydney gets up and keeps shooting*

*Jimmy falls off the table and wakes up*
Jimmy: F#&@ me... I need some coffee...
*He gets up and starts quietly making coffee, sniffing occasionally*

The Room

*Iris realizes just how important this is to Hanna so she smiles weakly and goes along with it*
Iris: Alright Hanna... Just be careful okay? Those things look sharp...

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*Mergoux is awake again and rummaging weakly through her bag*

*Halia is petrified with fear*

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*Dallas is unlucky and get's taken down by one of the creatures.*
Dallas: Aaaaaa! I NEEEED a medic bag!
* He lies on the ground as Rust and Sydney open fire, Rust with a shotgun and Sydney with a rifle*
Bain: Dallas is downed!
*Rust yells at Dallas and waves*
Rust: Get the F&*% up!
*Dallas stands up and keeps shooting at the creatures*
Sydney: Sit on a d*%# monsters!

*Contrasting the fight outside, Jimmy lies on the kitchen table with a dozen half-empty bottles around him and a open bag of flour spilling over the floor*

The Room

*Iris smiles and gently hugs Hanna*
Iris: Thank you dear... but don't feel like you have to just for little old me..
*She looks a bit better, but still kinda down*

*Dallas doesn't like what he's hearing and runs back to the room, he opens the door and waves to Rust and Sydney*
Dallas: Rust, on me! Sydney, come with me!
*They mask up and follow him to investigate the burrows*

The Room

*Dallas keeps chain smoking outside the room but pauses when he sees the burrows*
*He frowns and dons his American Flag mask before drawing a sawed-off shotgun and walking slowly towards them*