| Subject: Encounter and Interference |
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Virgil
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Date Posted: 06:33:43 03/30/01 Fri
In reply to:
Leon
's message, "Nighty.. Night.." on 04:33:15 03/30/01 Fri
Virgil watched from his rooftop perch as the four trapped people went down one by one, right hand involuntarily balling into a fist at his side. Something about the whole way this operation was going down infuriated him. He could still remember the sick, helpless feeling in the pit of his stomach as he heard the doors clanged shut behind him and the others, followed by the hiss of gas...
"Don't do it, Virgil..." Calenderi cautioned telepathically, sensing her partner's (since she'd never admit to having a master) intention. "You'll draw too much attent--"
But Virgil'd already seen enough. He wasn't sure whether the four in the bubble were legit--but he KNEW the prick gassing them wasn't. And if he was going to do something about it, now'd be the best time, while his attention was on the prisoners.
He pulled the laser carbine from his pack, glancing down at his disguise. Huh...not really dressed for this shit, am I? he thought as he crept towards the edge of the roof, keeping his other weapons--his personal sidearm and the plasma blaster and knife he'd gotten on earlier missions--concealed. Awww, fuck it..."Calenderi--find somewhere to hide and watch my back!
Telepathically mumbling something about heroics, she complied, perching on a shadowed windowsill. His back now covered, Virgil sprang to his feet, raised the weapon and took aim.
"You in the alley!", he shouted, taking care to sound like a woman--or try to, at least. "Drop the cannister--NOW!!"
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