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Post by Franciska on Jan 2, 2013 15:47:56 GMT -6
When Fran had wished for the BLUs to hurry up and attack, she hardly expected to find herself staring down the barrel of a revolver quite so soon. However, it was the man holding it that grabbed her attention. That blue suit and that infuriatingly smug grin...she knew it shouldn't be him, no, he wouldn't dare show his face here again after she'd carried out her so carefully planned revenge. But for a half second, Fran couldn't be quite so sure.
The face beneath that mask made little difference; he was threatening both her and her teammate and he was dead wrong if he thought Fran was going to take that standing still. With little hesitation, she lept at the intruder, aiming the sharp teeth of her saw at his shoulder. She knew she was at a decidedly large disadvantage at such close quarters, but even if she ended up getting shot, she'd be more than content to take an arm with her. From her experience, spies usually had a hard time staying hidden when they were too busy bleeding to death.
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Post by Eric on Jan 2, 2013 20:18:03 GMT -6
What little patience Eric had quickly ran out and she abandon her post at the back entrance of the RED intel room. The intel room itself sounded quiet enough, maybe nobody was actually down there? In reality there probably was, but the scout didn't care either way. She wanted action and she didn't want to wait for it. Less then stealthily, she made her way down the slippery planks that acted as stairs on the debris from a caved in floor. Halfway through the decent, however, her foot slipped off the upper plank, launching her to the water below. Fully unaware of the spy near by, she stayed sprawled out on the floor, contemplating getting up and going back outside so she could pretend that didn't happen.
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Zacharie
Truly Feared
The Proxy
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Post by Zacharie on Jan 3, 2013 19:52:24 GMT -6
The spy reflexively cloaked upon hearing light footsteps on wood. He was right, someone was outside, at the back entrance to be exact. A few steps towards the entrance with his revolver ready, he watched as a certain Scout ever-so-gracefully slipped into the room. Zacharie nearly jumped as Eric nearly fall out of the sky and into the water, flinching as ice-cold mud and water from her fall splashed on him. The splash immediately blew his cover, making his red-tinted silhouette suddenly apparent.
With a scowl he immediately de-cloaked and pointed his revolver at the fallen scout, making good on his promise he made to himself some time ago. Shoot Eric on sight, every time, no exceptions.
He pulled the trigger on his revolver not a second after, making it seem like Zacharie had appeared out of thin air.
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Post by Claude Gray on Jan 8, 2013 18:18:32 GMT -6
Ok lets get this straight Claude thinks We've got an insane medic dashing down the bridge to perform some seriously crude surgery, but you've got this nice sniper guy all wrapped up in your long arms. Lets run through your choices. A) Grab the snipers arm, pulling it out to be loped off by the female Robert Liston. B) Toss the sniper over the rail and Fight the woman hand to hand. C) Tea party with sociopath.
Claude Finally decides on the second option as safer and more efficient, In one swift motion gives the gentleman a strong armed lift and a tosses him over the edge of the rail. After hearing an empty sounding thud, he then assumes a combat position against the on coming medic. Holstering his revolver he then moving his hand up to try and stop the on coming amputation.
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Gordon
Sufficiently Lethal
RED Sniper
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Post by Gordon on Jan 11, 2013 19:49:27 GMT -6
With the Spy's arm wrapped around his neck tightly, Gordon had dropped his rifle and had been glancing from the rifle to Fran, who decided to attack the man and held her saw ready to take off his arm. The revolver was still pointed at her, ready to shoot. Gordon was about to protest against this. However, he suddenly felt himself free of the man's grip only to feel himself thrown over the railing and falling through the air. The brief moment of surprise and shock ended in him landing on the cold, muddy ground with a very low thud.
"Ngh..... Damn it." He groaned as he was lying on the ground. The mud sloshed from under him as he got up, feeling his entire back soaked and muddy. As pleasant as it was, he quickly got back to his feet, ready to get rid of that Spy once and for all. This man, Claude Gray, was definitely an odd man for certain based from his previous encounters. Nevertheless, their base was under attack and they were not going to let BLU take their intelligence that easily.
A distant gunshot rang out from the RED Intel room. The Sniper's attention shifted for only a moment. Zacharie was definitely going to be pre-occupied with whoever was dashing for the intelligence but with a firearm it would be much easier. Hoping that he would be able to defend against the threat, he began making his way back to the balcony he was thrown off.
"That was a nice mud bath. You should take one as well." He muttered under his breath as he began to climb over the logs.
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