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Bikers and Claws: Gang Slaughter Monday, March 13, 2006 Ash Spencer (Cemetery Gates) -SE-: *The sound of a bike shuts off and awhile later she enters the gathering area...Her clothes have drasticly changed...Okay, not so much...But she's got on an overly ratty pair of blue jeans, black shirt, biker boots and to top it all off...A beat up leather jacket* Ash Spencer (Cemetery Gates) -SE-: *She moves for her car quietly...Reaching into the back and removing a crow bar to lean up against the car...Afterwards, she glances around a grunts...Must be too early..Surely they haven't left yet...She hops up onto the hood of her car to wait* Gabriel Harker: [Dont suppose Ken would be around to get my character in would he? Or at least I dont think its just walk in?] Ash Spencer (Cemetery Gates) -SE-: (He's not and yeah, still gotta go through a gate guard...Go ahead and post him approaching the gate..Ken should be on any minute but if he's not within that time, I'll run Chopper. I don't think he would mind) Gabriel Harker: [~S~ Thanks. And sorry if the color shifts a few times. Finding one to my liking] *Information could travel through the spirits quickly. He had gotten wind of Garou activity in the same city months ago but never ventured to approach. Now he stands across the street to watch the Junkyard gates and waiting until there is no sign of suspecion before slowly crossing the street* Chopper (NPC): *Within the guard shack, Ol' Man Chopper sat reading. At Gabriel's pause near the gates, he looked over a worn copy of Louis L'Amour's 'The Cherokee Trail'* We're closed son. Come back when we're actually open Gabriel Harker: *He offers a thin smile to the old man* I can see that sir. I caught wind I might be needed around here however Chopper (NPC): *The old man took a longer look at him as he spoke* An' who told you that? Don't have no jobs to hand out, sorry.. Gabriel Harker: *He chuckles softly* A few friends sir but I likely have a few here as well *Maybe he got the wrong place* Chopper (NPC): *The old man sighs...Well, at least it's not another goth. Slowly, he stands* Take it you got family around then? *Slowly moving to unlock the gate..His walk favored a bit, thanks to the rain that they recently got* Gabriel Harker: *He quietly steps in nodding to the old man* You can say that sir. Mind telling me how to get to the others? Chopper (NPC): *A constant barking of dogs shows that they have some sort of small security for the place and Chopper turns to yell at one of them as he locks up the gate before pointing* Follow the left fork...Then the right fork until you come to a busted windsheild..Then the right fork again... Gabriel Harker: *He nods as he memorizes all that* Thank you sir *With that he heads off to start making his way off for the gathering area* Ash Spencer (Symphony of Destruction) -SE-: (Stupid computer *Smacks it for closing my windows* Rar...) *She just continues to wait...And wait...Maybe they have left already* Gabriel Harker: [DD: The man looks to be about mid-20s with a lean athletic built instead of buldging muscle on his 6'1 frame. His blonde hair is light in color and falls just a bit past his ears and shaggy enough to sometimes fall into his light blue eyes. Even in casual street clothes of blue jeans, shirts and sneakers he still has a proud baring about him. Something regal and noble just by his presence seems to radiate among Gaias choosen App2 PB: 3 SF] Gabriel Harker: *After finding his way through the maze he finally pauses within the outskirts of the clearing. He hides his disapointment by putting on a soft but thin smile at the single person present* Ash Spencer (Symphony of Destruction) -SE-: *She glances up at Gabriel and for a second she almost looks like a deer caught in headlights and her first thought is "That's why Damien isn't around so fucking much now"...Great..No one here to witness her death* New..Or lost? Christine: Entered junkyard her secret way making her way toard the gathering area, however stayng hidden. Gabriel Harker: *That gets a small chuckle as hands sink into his pockets* The former. Sorry if Im intruding Ruarc Brónach ~Remembers-the-Echoes-of-the-Fallen~ :SE:: (*Gives a golf clap for Ash's last post* Bravo) Lance ''Rides-the-Storm'' Kilkenny: *Wanders in, pushing a wheelbarrow stacked with about half a dozen pallets--and tied down with cord so he can actually keep the buggers balanced.* Lance ''Rides-the-Storm'' Kilkenny: *He awaits in the shadows. The shadows do not embrace him. The shadows do not caress his frame. The shadows do not wrap themselves around him, acknowledge him as master, recognize him for one of their own, or cling to him like a jealous lover. In fact, the shadows don't give a shit. They're just shadows.* Ash Spencer (Symphony of Destruction) -SE-: (*Snickers* The part about Damien or the "Oh shit, Imma die"? *L*) *She nods..Deciding to just get it out of the way* You aren't...Ash Spencer, known as Never-Warns-Twice to the Nation...Fostern Half Moon of the Black Furies, Child of Owl and Alpha of the Shadows Eclipse pack.. Lance ''Rides-the-Storm'' Kilkenny: *A scruffy, wiry bastard. His hair is a dirty blond, his eyes a lighter brown. No feature particularily calls for praise, but he's generally tall, rugged, and lean, with most of his 170 centered in his chest and shoulders, and at least most of the time he's perfectly clean, a somewhat surprising variation from the stereotype. He usually wears a T-shirt, BDU pants that were originally worn in Operation Desert Storm (yeah, the first one) and suede desert-combat boots from the same source, that originally belonged to his father, and a similarily camo'd rucksack on his back. He's likely to be something of a celebrity among metis already, having made a reputation for standing up for them at cost to himself.* Gabriel Harker: *He gives a polite enough smile to the entering Lance and steps out of the way should he be in it before looking back to Ash* Pleasure to meet you Rhya. Im Gabriel Harker deednamed Finds The Shadows Path of the Silver Fangs. Cliath Theurge of House Wyrmfoe and of no pack Lance ''Rides-the-Storm'' Kilkenny: *Nods.* Evenin'. Rides-the-Storm, Fostern Ahroun, follower of the Rat God. Ash Spencer (Symphony of Destruction) -SE-: *Okay...Maybe she's not going to die then* Well met, Finds The Shadows Path...Er...Can I ask why you've come? *Straight forward..But trying not to be rude about it, if that's possible with Ash and her overly blank tone and facial expressions* Gabriel Harker: Pleasure to meet you as well Rides The Storm-Rhya *Keeping from asking if Rat God is another name for Rat* Gabriel Harker: Ash_>Caught wind there were other Garou around so I figured I would show up *He nods* Ruarc Brónach ~Remembers-the-Echoes-of-the-Fallen~ :SE:: (Both, but more of the "Imm die" part ^_^) *Somewhere, the gauntlet is breached and the fianna comes walking out past the junk piles. A quick look around, a smile for all. Seems he over looks the newcommer at first. Walking to the washer he digs around.* Anyone thirsty? *But he can't help but glance at the new garou in town* Ash Spencer (Symphony of Destruction) -SE-: *Her head tilts* Oh? You've been around awhile then? Ash Spencer (Symphony of Destruction) -SE-: *She nods to her packmate before shaking her head* Nah...I'm fine.. Ruarc Brónach ~Remembers-the-Echoes-of-the-Fallen~ :SE:: *The young man looks just shy of his 20's. Gentle gray eyes look around, worried a moment then relaxes. Dirty blonde hair is cut short, slightly spiked on top. He wears a white, long sleeved shirt with a denim jacket over it. The sleeves have been cut off, a skull sticking it's tongue out on the back. Black jeans with black work boots, everything looks second hand at best and a bit to big for him. He stands off a little ways, watching people carefully. Standing at 6'1, he keeps straight. Perhaps a little proud or just stubborn. *(PB 4, Fianna goodness) Lance ''Rides-the-Storm'' Kilkenny: *shrugs.* Ruarc>>A beer wouldn't hurt. *Pulls loose the cord and dumps his load wher the others are stacked.* Gabriel Harker: Ash_>A little while yes *His gaze lifts to Ruarc before he offers a nod of greeting to the obvious Fianna* Ru_>No thank you Lucien "Open Arms, Closed Fist" Cassel (TCFB): *he makes his way into the clearing from a direction opposite of the gate, running both hands through his slightly damp hair as he looks about, giving a slight nod to those he knows* Eve.. *he pauses as he spots Gabriel looking him over once* ning all... Lance ''Rides-the-Storm'' Kilkenny: *Nods to Lucien.* Evenin'. Ash Spencer (Symphony of Destruction) -SE-: *Ah shit...Running out of socialness...Er..Then she offers a wave to Lucien* Evening...*Looking back at Gabriel...Still finding a lapse in what to say* Ruarc Brónach ~Remembers-the-Echoes-of-the-Fallen~ :SE:: *Shrugs a bit, digs out two beers. Nice enough to walk it over to the Gnawer before heading over to sit on the bumper of the car next to Ash's claimed heap. A nod to the fang* Greetings, I am Ruarc Brónach, or Remembers-the-Echoes-of-the-Fallen if you like. Fostern Songsinger and child of stag, follower of Owl, Beta of the Shadow's Eclipse. Lucien "Open Arms, Closed Fist" Cassel (TCFB): He stands nearly 5’10, now with a rather well developed muscle structure now weighing in closer to 200 lbs . His auburn hair is textured to frame his face down to his chin with a strain of bangs running down his nose between his amber eyes. A slight smile is plastered on his lips, yet his body language says otherwise. He wears a simple dark colored shit and a pair of frayed carpenter jeans which almost cover his pair of black leather boots. His skin tone and body structure somewhat give an idea of being of good breeding but from where exactly is hard to determine. There’s also just something appealing about him, if you swing that way, but otherwise he just seems to rub you the wrong way.((App 3, Animal Magnetism; PB 2-CoG)) Lance ''Rides-the-Storm'' Kilkenny: *Nods, having a seat.* Thanks. *Cracks his beer and looks around.* Gabriel Harker: *He nods to Ru* Honor Rhya. Gabriel Harker deednamed Finds The Shadows Path of the Silver Fangs. Cliath Theurge of House Wyrmfoe and of no pack *Hoping thats the last time hell have to repeat it for the night* Christine: (That should probably read 'shirt' *chuckle*) Lance ''Rides-the-Storm'' Kilkenny: ((*G* *Kicks PM over to whoever it went to...*)) Christine: Still watching from her hiding place. Christine: (In Lucien description.) Ruarc Brónach ~Remembers-the-Echoes-of-the-Fallen~ :SE:: *Grins a bit to the fang, opening the beer and taking a pull before looking at him again. Tempted to say, he got called a rhya by a fang...but naw.* A pleasure, anything intersting to share? *A slight tilt of his head* Ash Spencer (Symphony of Destruction) -SE-: *She grows completely silent...Letting the Galliard do all the talking to the Fang...Just listening curiously...Mainly if Gabriel's here to kick anyones ass* Lucien "Open Arms, Closed Fist" Cassel (TCFB): ((Indeed it should, he's not decked out in Gnawer Warpaint tonight...)) Christine: (*chuckle* I've made interesting typos before.) Gabriel Harker: Afraid not *Moving to lean against a random car* Was hoping to see what went on around here. Odd so many Garou gather in one spot yet no Caern so I can only assume your fighting the Wyrm on its own turf Lucien "Open Arms, Closed Fist" Cassel (TCFB): *he pauses as he glances about the edge of the clearing, eyes slightly narrowed as he slightly shrugs and just moves to hop onto the hood of the buick* Lance ''Rides-the-Storm'' Kilkenny: ((*G* Still not as bad as the time my Garou referred to his first Change as "my Fisting.")) *Nods.* There's somethin' about the place, but mostly--*shrugs.* Where it dwells an' where it breeds. Ash Spencer (Symphony of Destruction) -SE-: Pretty much..Think Lance may have plans on something tonight if that's what you're here for.. Ruarc Brónach ~Remembers-the-Echoes-of-the-Fallen~ :SE:: (*Snerks* Thats a good one*) As Lance said. A bit of a surprise to have one of your kind about, least around here. *A smile for the fang, just curious it would seem. * So you come to join the party then? Ash Spencer (Symphony of Destruction) -SE-: (I'm bad for doing 'Has a seat' as 'has a shit' for some reason *Snickers*) Lance ''Rides-the-Storm'' Kilkenny: *Nods.* I do, but let's give it another couple minutes and see who shows up. Gabriel Harker: *He nods to Lance* Makes sense *A smirk offered to Ru* You can say that. Figured maybe you guys might need an extra seer. How many are around exactly and I take it with that comment there arent any of my Tribe huh? Gabriel Harker: Lance_>Whats the plan and what are we fighting? Ruarc Brónach ~Remembers-the-Echoes-of-the-Fallen~ :SE:: Hey, I'm still trying to figure out why I stick around. I figure its the lovely company. *Grins abit more* There is a few around, theurges I mean. But hey, more the merrier right? Christine: (I was suppoe to type 'ducks into the tent' but with the 'U' and 'I' right next to each other you can guess what I actually typed.) Lance ''Rides-the-Storm'' Kilkenny: Human criminals, on this little trip. We'll be showing up on motorcycles, and trying our best to look like a rival gang as far as the cops are concerned. Christine: Hears they'll be heading out soon so she sneaks her way closer to the Buick and steps out of the shadows by that car. Ash Spencer (Symphony of Destruction) -SE-: Theurges are always welcomed...I think most around stay busy but one of my Sisters is a Theurge...You'll probably eventually meet her...*She glances down at the crowbar leaning against her car, then back as Lance answers the what and who* Ruarc Brónach ~Remembers-the-Echoes-of-the-Fallen~ :SE:: (Err, BRB Feeling a little ill) Christine: she climbs up onto the hood of the buick snad says quietly to Lucien, "Hi." and waving to anyone that might of noticed her. Lance ''Rides-the-Storm'' Kilkenny: ((No problem, man--go puke.)) Lance ''Rides-the-Storm'' Kilkenny: *Looks up as someone hops up on a hood, at least, and nods to Christine.* Evenin'. Ash Spencer (Symphony of Destruction) -SE-: *A small wave offered to Christine...Anything to keep her from having to keep an on going conversation going with Gabriel..* Lucien "Open Arms, Closed Fist" Cassel (TCFB): *he tilts his head towards the quiet voice* Hey there Christine: Lance> "Are you going out with them tonight?" nodding toward Lance and the others. Christine: For soome reason she avoiding looking at Lucien directly. Christine: (Sorry about all the typos.) Lance ''Rides-the-Storm'' Kilkenny: *Nods.* Ayup. Matter of fact, we'll be headin' out in a few minutes, I think. *Heads into his 'shanty'--a structure apparently made by pushing stacked cars together for the walls, which must have taken a month or more all its own, and then roofed with a conglomeration of doors, hoods, cardboard, string, and other assorted crap that cheerfully gives the finger to the laws of physics with every day it doesn't come crashing down.* ((BRB. Gimme 5 or 10 minutes and we'll start.)) Ash Spencer (Symphony of Destruction) -SE-: *She nods to Lance...Pretty much ready to go with her ratty jeans, biker boots and old leather jacket thats likely stolen* Lucien "Open Arms, Closed Fist" Cassel (TCFB): *he pauses reconsidering making a humourous remark and just nods, glancing towards Christine before he pushes off the hood and moves to the trunk popping it open* Christine: Only when Ludien is walking away does she look at him. Lance ''Rides-the-Storm'' Kilkenny: *He comes out with the same boots as before--desert-suede combat boots. Plus ratty-ass jeans and a similarily stolen leather jacket. Looped over one shoulder to the other waist like a bandoleer is a length of chain.* Ruarc Brónach ~Remembers-the-Echoes-of-the-Fallen~ :SE: (Back...and I suddenly remember Ken's joke about a Fang, a Fury, A Fianna and a Gnawer *Snickers*) Lance ''Rides-the-Storm'' Kilkenny: ((*G* It was an awful joke.)) Ash Spencer (Symphony of Destruction) -SE-: (*Snickers*) *She glances at Ruarc* By chance got anything we can carry clubbing shit with or you think you can keep hold of it? Lucien "Open Arms, Closed Fist" Cassel (TCFB): *he closes the trunk and comes back into the clearing. Now shifted up to Glabro and wearing a biker's jacket with the nifty back protection along with a pair of driving gloves. A crowbar is shoved in the loop of his carpenter's jeans and on his right shouler rests his shotgun* Christine: She blinks at Lucien. Lance ''Rides-the-Storm'' Kilkenny: *Tosses knife and sheath to Ash again, apparently intending to rely on the chain, and looks around.* Y'all ready? Ash Spencer (Symphony of Destruction) -SE-: *She catches the knife..Reflexes getting better, but nothing lightening fast..Giving Ruarc to see if he wants the knife while she picks up the crowbar* Ready.. Lucien "Open Arms, Closed Fist" Cassel (TCFB): I'm good to go... Gabriel Harker: [Sorry. Booted big time] *He quietly just watches the others* Ruarc Brónach ~Remembers-the-Echoes-of-the-Fallen~ :SE: One sec! *With that, he takes the knife and wanders off into the junk piles to his little stash. Comes back with a jar.* Almost forgot I had this stuff. And no, I don't got a bag or anything. *Grins abit to Ash.* Here I got something that might help *nods a bit* Ash Spencer (Symphony of Destruction) -SE-: *Copies Lucien's idea and gets the crowbar in a belt loop before tilting her head at Ruarc* What is it? Christine: she says quietly to Lucien, "Be careful..." Lance ''Rides-the-Storm'' Kilkenny: Oh, hell.... Lance ''Rides-the-Storm'' Kilkenny: Y'all go ahead. Lucien "Open Arms, Closed Fist" Cassel (TCFB): *he turns towards Christine with a soft smile* You know I will... *he looks towards Ruarc* Not exactly worried about getting roughed up by thugs you know... Ash Spencer (Symphony of Destruction) -SE-: *Normally...She might have actually snickered at the thought of needing something to protect her against humans...But with the circumstances and the sinking feeling that this shit just seems to easy, she quietly reaches for the jar..Turning around to tug her shirt collar down to swipe an almost Red Talon looking glyph down her chest that no ones gonna see any way before she hands it back* Thanks.. Gabriel Harker: If its just humans were after Ill pass Christine: She returns a smile to Lucien, forgetting her embarrassment for the time being. Ruarc Brónach ~Remembers-the-Echoes-of-the-Fallen~ :SE: Hey, never know *Shrugs* Better safe then sorry. *Takes some of the talen, lifting his shirt up and making the needed mark on his chest.* Never know who might show up you know. (lvl 1 armor once activated *C*) Lance ''Rides-the-Storm'' Kilkenny: *shrugs.* All ready, then? Ash Spencer (Symphony of Destruction) -SE-: *She nods* Yup.. Lucien "Open Arms, Closed Fist" Cassel (TCFB): *he nods* Yea, so 5 to 1 odds then eh? Lance ''Rides-the-Storm'' Kilkenny: *Nods.* about. Want us to leave a couple extra for you? Lucien "Open Arms, Closed Fist" Cassel (TCFB): Nah just wanna make sure we get 'em all. Lance ''Rides-the-Storm'' Kilkenny: *Nods.* Well, the way I figure is two of us in front, two in back. ((*G* And this won't be a big scene, and it's near to 2:30 already, so we're not gonna go dice on this one.)) Ash Spencer (Symphony of Destruction) -SE-: (10,10,10,3 on Talen activation...*Peers* Why can't I get all those 10's on specialties) *She glances to Gab* If you're coming along, might want to grab something on the way out to use as a weapon...Think I saw a pipe or something the other day just off from the maze so you might can use that..And figure out who to ride with..*Nods..She's not leaving a Fang behind to sulk and pout..That could be hazardous to everyones health* Ash Spencer (Symphony of Destruction) -SE-: *Something is muttered back to Ruarc after a small grunt* Lucien "Open Arms, Closed Fist" Cassel (TCFB): *he leans into whisper something to Christine* Christine: she tilts her head slightly to listen to Lucien's whisper. Ash Spencer (Symphony of Destruction) -SE-: *She perks slightly before looking at Lance* Maybe Gab here can watch from the Umbra and make sure shit turns out alright? Unless you want a fifth person... Christine: She whispers a reply to Lucien. Lance ''Rides-the-Storm'' Kilkenny: *shrugs.* If you're bringin' 'im along, then your call. Ruarc Brónach ~Remembers-the-Echoes-of-the-Fallen~ :SE: (w00t, 1 sux for talen. Not that it will matter too much in this scene *Chuckles* ) *Shifts to glabro. Grinning abit about something. Looking the knife over that Ash had passed off to him* Gabriel Harker: *He offers a chuckle to Ash as he crosses his arms over his chest* Ill watch from the Umbra and make sure all goes acording to plan. Thank you Rhya. Ill just need to know exactly where the place is *Nods* Lance ''Rides-the-Storm'' Kilkenny: *Nods.* 34th and Vine. If you keep the tallest building in sight on your direct right, then after a bit you'll come across the smell of old hamburger. Go left at the alley there and it'll open up almost right on top of it. Lucien "Open Arms, Closed Fist" Cassel (TCFB): *he slightly bobs his head as he pulls back away from Christine and stretches out a bit* Ash Spencer (Symphony of Destruction) -SE-: Settled then cause I'm sure Lance didn't mean to leave you out *Nods to the Fang before moving towards the Maze and off to where she hid the bike earlier* Ruarc Brónach ~Remembers-the-Echoes-of-the-Fallen~ :SE: *Gets up, following Ash. Somethings amusing the hell out of the fianna. Who knows what he's dieing to say, but to say it means he'll surely die* Lance ''Rides-the-Storm'' Kilkenny: *Shrugs.* Let's git it done, then. *And heads out into the Maze for his bike.* Gabriel Harker: *He nods to the Fury and the others before turning to glance at the shattered side mirror of the car hes leaning against. Its alarming how fast he passes across the gauntlet. Literatly hes there one minute and gone the next* Lucien "Open Arms, Closed Fist" Cassel (TCFB): *he nods to Lance before making his way towards his bike* Lance ''Rides-the-Storm'' Kilkenny: ((We'll go ahead an' use this window. *G* I didn't mean the gettin' ready to take so long, but like I said, It'll be quick. They're still humans, after all.)) Christine: She heads out her own way, and watches then ride off before heading to the apartment. Lance ''Rides-the-Storm'' Kilkenny: *It's not long, anyway, before the group is pulling out of the larger gate and Lance is leading the way--Ruarc, presumably, riding bitch behind Ash.* Ash, you and Ruarc take a left at 35th. Then a right, and you'll be behind the place when you see the busted-down bar. Christine: (I was going to archive this whole scene, but it's getting late and I need to get some sleep before work. So if anyone is archiving please send me the scene following this post.) Ruarc Brónach ~Remembers-the-Echoes-of-the-Fallen~ :SE: *He does, arms wrapped around Ash's waist. Still not saying what he's tempted too...must not piss off the fury....* Ash Spencer (Symphony of Destruction) -SE-: (I got the archive covered *Nodnod*) *Through the maze she shifts to galbro..Nodding to Lance* Alright then. Want us to wait for anything or just move on in? Lance ''Rides-the-Storm'' Kilkenny: Move in. Christine: (Cool. thanks Ash. Have fun folk! I'm out. Good night.) Gabriel Harker: *Off he goes in Lupus to find this place to scout and make sure the coast is clear on his side to start with the peeking after waiting a good amount of time to let the others get there* [And assuming nothings out of the ordinary Ill just watch from here ~g~] Ruarc Brónach ~Remembers-the-Echoes-of-the-Fallen~ :SE: (g'night anna) Ash Spencer (Symphony of Destruction) -SE-: *She nods* Any security we should worry about? If not, lets get the show on the road... Ash Spencer (Symphony of Destruction) -SE-: (Night Anna *Waves*) Lucien "Open Arms, Closed Fist" Cassel (TCFB): ((G'night Anna)) *he rides slightly behind and to the right of Lance* Hmm lets not forget to mix in some curbstomping... Lance ''Rides-the-Storm'' Kilkenny: *Lance and Lucien pull up in front of the abandoned store--XXX's still decorating the windows. And it seems one or both of them has been described--as soon as the engines cut off, there's a shot. Neither of them are hit and neither can see the bullet hit anything, so it must have been simply fired into the air.* Lance ''Rides-the-Storm'' Kilkenny: Curbstomp--shit, let's move. *And heads for the door, busting into Glabro.* Ash Spencer (Symphony of Destruction) -SE-: *Ash isn't the best drive in the world but she at least got her liscenes...She gets them to their spot in one piece at least and shuts the bike off* Lucien "Open Arms, Closed Fist" Cassel (TCFB): *he moves his shotgun to waist level nodding to Lance letting him make the initial entrance* Ruarc Brónach ~Remembers-the-Echoes-of-the-Fallen~ :SE: *Is well behaved, not one joke. Not one comment or anything. He hops off, readying the knife and talen. Waiting for Ash's cue* Ash Spencer (Symphony of Destruction) -SE-: *Hopfully most of the attention's focused on Lance and Lucien for now...She slides off the bike, readying the crowbar as she moves for the entrance and definantly ready for a bullet or two...She'll live* Lance 'Rides-the-Storm' Kilkenny: ((Fuckin' machine....)) *Ash is just coming to a halt when the first gunshot goes off. Meanwhile, Lance swerves away from the door, and instead hurls himself through the dirty plate-glass window, glass flying everywhere as 420 pounds of Glabro slams into and through it.* Ash Spencer (Symphony of Destruction) -SE-: *She grunts, attempting to kick in the door with raw brute strength..Making sure Ruarc stays close to her so they can both hopefully get inside* Lucien "Open Arms, Closed Fist" Cassel (TCFB): *As Lance takes the window route Lucien takes the front door slamming into and using the momentium of the slam to piviot his waist bringing the shotgun to level firing off a shot once the door is open wanting to at least get a few of the slower ones* Lance 'Rides-the-Storm' Kilkenny: *SLamming into the door they expected. Slamming into the door with superhuman force, however, they didn't, and at least three bullets punch through the door where a human would have been still shoving. One bullet draws a line across Lance's shoulder, bringing a grunt and quite a bit of blood, but he slams across with the chain, smashing bone. Meanwhile the door gives easily enough to a sharp kick, and Ash can hear pounding feet from the backroom.* Lance 'Rides-the-Storm' Kilkenny: *Meanwhile, the front room is already filling with gunsmoke and the smell of blood, shouts of anger and cries of pain.* Ash Spencer (Symphony of Destruction) -SE-: *She marches right on through, jaws clenched as she brings the crow bar up to her shoulder as if to cock a bat for a home run swing...Just waiting for something she can bash as her eyes and ears remain alert as best as possible...* Ruarc Brónach ~Remembers-the-Echoes-of-the-Fallen~ :SE: *Slips in behind Ash, looking for his first target. The knife at the ready, a quick intake of the room. * Lucien "Open Arms, Closed Fist" Cassel (TCFB): *he uses the fact that he weilds a lever-action shotgun to its fullest. Using a one handed spin to ready the next round as he flicks his arm foward so the barrel will jaw anybody that tries to get in close. Its not long before he has fired off all the rounds, seeing as he's not really bothering to aim but making sure to fire more in gernal areas.* Lance 'Rides-the-Storm' Kilkenny: *Likewise, Lance is swinging pretty wildly, seeing as he doesn't need to aim. On the other hand, Lance doesn't have to worry about muzzle-flash. Three times at least, Lucien hears the sodden thud of bullets meant for him striking one of his opponents, but one slips through to draw a line of fire through the right side of his chest. How the hell a gang got hold of, or decided to use, silver bullets may have to be discussed later--but the pertinent fact at the moment is, they got 'em. Ash gets to smash a jaw within seconds--crowbars and jawbones do ~not~ mix--and soon enough she's in front of the door blocking the reinforcements.* Ash Spencer (Symphony of Destruction) -SE-: *She makes sure that she does more then break jaws and people are left dead...Or they're gonna be and like wise letting Ruarc cover seeing as that knife will be just as effective. A quick nod to Ruarc to show him to get ready as she prepares to get the next door down* Ruarc Brónach ~Remembers-the-Echoes-of-the-Fallen~ :SE: *The ones Ash takes down, he finishes off. Just to make things easier for when they leave. Following Ash and her orders. * Lucien "Open Arms, Closed Fist" Cassel (TCFB): *he grunts loudly as he can feel the sting of silver, forcing his rage into check before he drops the shotgun and whips out his crowbar, bringing it up crack the skull of the nearest thug before moving into a nice Melee flurry, actually manuvering so that shooting him won't exactly be easy* Ruarc Brónach ~Remembers-the-Echoes-of-the-Fallen~ :SE: *Waits for his Alpha to decide to head upstairs or move on. Can't help but grin a little, things seeming so easy and not knowing of the silver. But then, if he did he could say "Told you so" about the earlier blow off of his offered talen. Wipeing the knife off on one of the dead fellows before following Ash* Lucien "Open Arms, Closed Fist" Cassel (TCFB): *he snorts as he loosens his grip on the crowbar to let it slide and adjust his grip and bats it into the head of a thug near his shotgun as he moves to pick it up glancing upwards* Lance 'Rides-the-Storm' Kilkenny: *And up the stairs Lance goes, where screaming follows.... ANd it's not long at all before it's finished. After all, they're only human, and Lance comes hurrying back downstairs, blood trickling from one shoulder.* On the bikes, let's move! Lucien "Open Arms, Closed Fist" Cassel (TCFB): *once Lance dashes upstair he moves to check guns for silver bullets, knowing leaving those behind will raise questions, and luckly he's got gloves on so no extra prints* Ash Spencer (Symphony of Destruction) -SE-: *She turns once more to get back to the bike, making sure Ruarc's right behind her...Once back outside, she heads right back to the cycle to start it up* Lance 'Rides-the-Storm' Kilkenny: *Several of them do, although most were fired blindly into the panicked melee. Ballistics will find silver bullets in the walls and the bodies anyway, but at least Lucien gets about 20 rounds.* Ash Spencer (Symphony of Destruction) -SE-: (*C* Likewise, Ash would help get some of the silver out of the guns...Sorry, tired and only have about 10 minutes left before I gotta crash) Lance 'Rides-the-Storm' Kilkenny: (((NP. *G* This is a leadup to the big question anyway.)) *Outside he goes, and within a few minutes the bikes are off on their roundabout path back home, well before the cops have bothered to show up to this part of town.* Lucien "Open Arms, Closed Fist" Cassel (TCFB): *he sharply inhales as he shoves the loose bullets into his jacket pockets. He bolts for the door shortly after the others and hops on his bike and fires it up* Ash Spencer (Symphony of Destruction) -SE-: *Once Ruarc's on, she peels out to get them back to the yard* Ruarc Brónach ~Remembers-the-Echoes-of-the-Fallen~ :SE: *Stays close to Ash, which isn't to surprising. Doing as told, helping Ash look for bullets if need be. Riding with her back * Lance 'Rides-the-Storm' Kilkenny: *And, some time after, pulls into the 'yard, heading into his shanty to ditch the biker-duds.* Ash Spencer (Symphony of Destruction) -SE-: *The bike is stashed at the yard for the night until she figures out exactly what she's going to do with it...From there she bids her pack mate and the others good night before stepping across to head home..She very well can't walk down the streets splattered in someones brain matter...At least she was a semi-blur riding and people likely didn't get a second look at her* (Heh...And I gotta hit the sack. Night all *Waves*) Lance 'Rides-the-Storm' Kilkenny: *Back out, clothes tossed into the firebarrel, and looks around.* Lucien "Open Arms, Closed Fist" Cassel (TCFB): *he grunts as he removes his jacket and splits the bullets into more manageable numbers, using his shirt to makes some makeshift pouches* Ruarc Brónach ~Remembers-the-Echoes-of-the-Fallen~ :SE: (NIght to you ^_^) *Heads back into the gathering area, putting the remaining talen away before digging a beer out of the washer, seeing who's staying behind. The knife given back to lance* Lance 'Rides-the-Storm' Kilkenny: *Nods and washes the knife off before resheathing it.* They knew. Lucien "Open Arms, Closed Fist" Cassel (TCFB): *he snorts as he moves to feel the back of where he was shot making sure that theres an exit wound before pulling off whats left of his shirt and tossing it into the firebarrel* Don't like this one bit... Lance 'Rides-the-Storm' Kilkenny: *Definitely an exit wound. The way Garou flesh nearly parts before the silver touches it, bullets almost always blow right through.* They're dead. I like that just fine. Ruarc Brónach ~Remembers-the-Echoes-of-the-Fallen~ :SE: *Glances at the two, seeing their wounds more clearly now. Wincing a bit as he shifts to homid. Tempting to say it, but he wont. * They where all just...humans right? I mean none seemed to get back up or anything. Lance 'Rides-the-Storm' Kilkenny: *Nods.* Yup. But they knew we were coming and they were prepared... as prepared as humans can get, anyway.
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