Boumei

1 posts ยท 2007-09-04 23:20:00 to 2007-09-04 23:20:00

#36300317031 09/04/2007 23:20 Boumei
((This is no longer an event, because most people are dumb, so it'll just be a long involved story. And here's the beginning of said process.))

((Also, please don't post in RP in this thread until the end, but comments and feedback is always appreciated =D))

"I'm ready." she hissed through the reciever. Her boss' lips curled with his reply.

"Eliminate Roukan."

The slender woman darted out of the door and up the stairs. Her anticipation crawled up her spine with each step. Each step brought her farther, yet closer. She kicked through the steel door and darted to the edge... and lept. She slid her knife and gun out of her pocket as the ground came closer. She landed straight foot'ed as the gravel of the sidewalk kicked up under her. Without missing a breath, the girl darted towards our familiar red haired redpill. Anesta heard her and lept over the girl's failed attempt at stabbing. She turned quickly and slashed wildly, almost catching Anesta's throat. Her gun hand twitched wildly with each failed stabbing. Anesta raised her foot up and knocked the blade away. That was the final straw. The girl held both of her guns and fired like a barbarian at Anesta. Her long black hair covered her head with each turn, and Anesta caught the girl by the neck and slammed her into a wall, disarming her. She threw the limp bodied program to the floor and kicked away the guns. Without warning, a shot fired into Anesta's stomach. Ignoring it just like any other flesh wound a redpill would give her, she advanced towards the girl.

Then it happened.

Anesta clenched her stomach, blood didn't drip from the wound.. rather.. code. In disbelief, the assassin crawled to her feet but was tripped over again by a Neonite ally of Roukan's. Anesta hissed and groaned at her wound, falling to her knees, and then she stopped.

The slender red haired female rose to her feet and in an instant, drove 3 fingers through the throat of the female program. Claws replaced where her fingernails should be, and Anesta snapped to her senses. Anesta pulled out fingers out of the throat as the program gasped her final breath. The assassin did not burst into yellow code, but rather, dissolved into green.

The Silver Bullet casing rolled on the floor with the wind, with little green code slowly pouring out of it like steam should.