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Subject: Is my turn!

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Gabriel Logan, Lian Xing, Teresa Lipan, Jason Chance

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Date Posted: 01:17:07 06/30/01 Sat

Teresa is actually grinning. "Thanks, Seifer!" There are only a few operatives left, and Teresa makes her way to the doorframe where Vincent stands. "Come on, you lice!" Teresa taunts the operatives, firing at them until she's sure they won't be hitting anyone else. She glances down the stairway. "I'm thinking Gabe, Lian, and Cloud might be needing some help soon. Hey Seifer! Let's go; we can shut the door from in here!"

Lian reels back against the railing as Cloud shoves her outside, eyes wide as the door slides shut right before her. No, no, NO, "NO! Dammit!" She slams a fist against the door, vision blurred by frustrated tears, and proceeds to double over in a fit of coughing, sinking against the wall, too weak to continue her protest. "Gabe...."

Gabe lets out a small sigh; Lian, at least, is safe. But Cloud isn't. Stupid, brave, thickheaded... All of these and more rush through Gabe's head as he grabs a vial from the lab and leaps down, running to Cloud, Chance watching his every move. "Here," he says quietly, "Make a run for the door Chance is at when you can. Circle back around to where Lian is, but if there's a patrol, just stay put and don't do anything stupid."
"Done conversing yet, Logan?"
"Come over here and I'll show you conversing, Chance!"
"Brave words. What sort of gun is that, HK-5?"
"I expect you'll find out when it cuts you to pieces!"
Jason Chance strides across the floor, and Gabe meets him halfway. Both their guns are leveled at each other, and they circle each other, neither moving his eye from his opponent.
"You know, Gabe, you shouldn't have gone against the Agency."
"The Agency infected my partner with a fatal virus! Should I have TRUSTED them?"
"Just doing my job, Logan." Chance's gun is frighteningly close to Gabe's head.
"Enough of this. Get that out of my face." Gabe kicks Chance's gun aside, sending the betrayer several steps backwards as he readies his gun.
"Let's dance!"

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