11-14-2016, 09:48 PM
It hadn't been a single five minutes before Shay saw an explosion of gaseous fumes in the distance.
The Templar hadn't thought of walking faster, nor did he want to. Whatever these Primes were doing, Shay would much rather put them down while they were a bit squishy rather than jump in immediately. Admittedly, it was a bit entertaining to watch them go at each others throats; the colors and flashy moves were like watching a play.
In the midst of Shay's slight amusement, his eye crossed two things that put the rather pleasing thought of him slowly walking in to save the day to a screeching halt; Erik Vrell was there, and he could plainly see one of Sasuke's swords being held by the slightly intimidating figure in a red mask. Not only did this force Shay's heart to skip a beat; it practically confirmed Sasuke's status as dead or completely missing at this point.
In the span of a single second, Shay's legs hastened into a full sprint towards the conflict seeming to rise in intensity and chaos at every passing moment. In the time Shay had even gotten remotely close to the pile of violence crawling closer towards him, the captain had to wonder if he would ever be eased into these feuds instead of thrown into them constantly.
Shay's eyes remained on Erik, whom was taken aback by some attacker now in the middle of punching another person Shay didn't care to look at right now. As quickly as he could, Shay ran to the mage-breaker, grabbing at his shoulder. Eric swerved around to defend himself, but Shay did not flinch.
"What," Shay paused for a moment, "the hell is going on?"
A moment of silence between the two. Sounds of battle raged on behind, but eventually, the realization of who was in Erik's face sunk in. He replied, stuttering slightly.
"Guy in the mask-- he's got Sasuke's artefact."
Shay was about to speak, but Erik interrupted him after he glanced downwards in a bit of panic.
"Also, don't step on that."
Unfortunately for the Templar, Shay already knocked his boot against something... metal. One of the grenades. It was small, but a tiny streak of green gasses came spiraling slowly upwards. Shay didn't have time to put on his mask, so he hoped this wouldn't kill him. No, it was worse.
Almost immediately, a blade came flying to his throat, a blade hidden under the cuffs of a white garb. Shay's heart did not sink, but it slowed instead, still closing his eyes to prepare.
He covered his mouth, not having time to think of what had happened, for as soon as she opened his eyes, another figure came backing up onto the captain quicker than he felt comfortable with. He raised his arms to catch whoever was coming towards him, and the Templar didn't quite anticipate to be suddenly catching a small girl who did not weigh as much as he expected. At the corner of his eye, Shay saw a colorful, armor-plated man closing in on him, Erik, and the girl now wide-eyed in anticipation of a very clean sock in the mouth.
As quickly as he could, Shay turned, using the momentum gained from catching this girl previously flailing a shortsword around, tossing her to the side in such a way she'd roll rather than her head skid violently on the floor.
The man's foot quickly glided across Shay's back, before Shay himself got right back up to grasp at the man's arms, looking him in the eyes. Colonel, the metal soldier, didn't have much time to look back at Shay as the man quickly pushed him back. Colonel sensed hostility, but as he turned, the Templar in red and black robes was already walking away.
Shay, slowly coming over to Red Hood, opened his mouth to speak before noticing the masked man pointing two strange pistols at his general direction and a small boy striking rather elegant poses next to him. Either way, Shay found himself speaking anyways.
"Whoever you are, I do not want to hurt you, but that sword belongs to us, New Babylon--"
The Templar felt a sharp pain in his bottom set of teeth. Shay's head immediately jolted back from the impact of a blunt object. Red Hood, turning back the pistol he butted Shay's jaw with, had the captain regret ever opening his mouth.
"If you want it, get in line," Jason Todd, the Red Hood growled right back at the Templar before him.
Coming back to his senses rather quickly, Shay immediately felt... annoyed. Disappointed, even. He could see Joline and Colonel taking stance in the immediate vicinity, trying to understand the new situation presented to them so quickly. Behind them, Shay nodded to Erik. He stayed put, watching with a slight smirk on his face.
Shay turned again, sighing. Red Hood raised his pistols at the man, intent on shooting. Mitsuki could almost feel sweat forming at his brow.
The Templar slowly pulled his rifle from his back, lowering it as if he were about to load it. Jason Todd wanted to chuckle. A musket? Really? It almost distracted him from the immediate fact the rifleman was loading a rather large pellet into the bottom of the gun's chamber.
"In that case," Shay finally spoke, putting on his cloth gasmask, "I'll be at the back."
Shay pointed his gun down at the hooded man's feet in less time he could react, and an explosion blasted at both the vigilante and ninja's eardrums. They could only hear ringing for the next few seconds, but unfortunately, Mitsuki was the only one anticipating fully an attack. Red Hood groaned in immense pain, bits of shrapnel stuck in his legs as he attempted to dive away.
An angry roar followed from the man, Jason Todd not taking a single second to fire both of his pistols at Shay.
Then, the blood came trickling down Shay's gut.
The Templar hadn't thought of walking faster, nor did he want to. Whatever these Primes were doing, Shay would much rather put them down while they were a bit squishy rather than jump in immediately. Admittedly, it was a bit entertaining to watch them go at each others throats; the colors and flashy moves were like watching a play.
In the midst of Shay's slight amusement, his eye crossed two things that put the rather pleasing thought of him slowly walking in to save the day to a screeching halt; Erik Vrell was there, and he could plainly see one of Sasuke's swords being held by the slightly intimidating figure in a red mask. Not only did this force Shay's heart to skip a beat; it practically confirmed Sasuke's status as dead or completely missing at this point.
In the span of a single second, Shay's legs hastened into a full sprint towards the conflict seeming to rise in intensity and chaos at every passing moment. In the time Shay had even gotten remotely close to the pile of violence crawling closer towards him, the captain had to wonder if he would ever be eased into these feuds instead of thrown into them constantly.
Shay's eyes remained on Erik, whom was taken aback by some attacker now in the middle of punching another person Shay didn't care to look at right now. As quickly as he could, Shay ran to the mage-breaker, grabbing at his shoulder. Eric swerved around to defend himself, but Shay did not flinch.
"What," Shay paused for a moment, "the hell is going on?"
A moment of silence between the two. Sounds of battle raged on behind, but eventually, the realization of who was in Erik's face sunk in. He replied, stuttering slightly.
"Guy in the mask-- he's got Sasuke's artefact."
Shay was about to speak, but Erik interrupted him after he glanced downwards in a bit of panic.
"Also, don't step on that."
Unfortunately for the Templar, Shay already knocked his boot against something... metal. One of the grenades. It was small, but a tiny streak of green gasses came spiraling slowly upwards. Shay didn't have time to put on his mask, so he hoped this wouldn't kill him. No, it was worse.
Almost immediately, a blade came flying to his throat, a blade hidden under the cuffs of a white garb. Shay's heart did not sink, but it slowed instead, still closing his eyes to prepare.
He covered his mouth, not having time to think of what had happened, for as soon as she opened his eyes, another figure came backing up onto the captain quicker than he felt comfortable with. He raised his arms to catch whoever was coming towards him, and the Templar didn't quite anticipate to be suddenly catching a small girl who did not weigh as much as he expected. At the corner of his eye, Shay saw a colorful, armor-plated man closing in on him, Erik, and the girl now wide-eyed in anticipation of a very clean sock in the mouth.
As quickly as he could, Shay turned, using the momentum gained from catching this girl previously flailing a shortsword around, tossing her to the side in such a way she'd roll rather than her head skid violently on the floor.
The man's foot quickly glided across Shay's back, before Shay himself got right back up to grasp at the man's arms, looking him in the eyes. Colonel, the metal soldier, didn't have much time to look back at Shay as the man quickly pushed him back. Colonel sensed hostility, but as he turned, the Templar in red and black robes was already walking away.
Shay, slowly coming over to Red Hood, opened his mouth to speak before noticing the masked man pointing two strange pistols at his general direction and a small boy striking rather elegant poses next to him. Either way, Shay found himself speaking anyways.
"Whoever you are, I do not want to hurt you, but that sword belongs to us, New Babylon--"
The Templar felt a sharp pain in his bottom set of teeth. Shay's head immediately jolted back from the impact of a blunt object. Red Hood, turning back the pistol he butted Shay's jaw with, had the captain regret ever opening his mouth.
"If you want it, get in line," Jason Todd, the Red Hood growled right back at the Templar before him.
Coming back to his senses rather quickly, Shay immediately felt... annoyed. Disappointed, even. He could see Joline and Colonel taking stance in the immediate vicinity, trying to understand the new situation presented to them so quickly. Behind them, Shay nodded to Erik. He stayed put, watching with a slight smirk on his face.
Shay turned again, sighing. Red Hood raised his pistols at the man, intent on shooting. Mitsuki could almost feel sweat forming at his brow.
The Templar slowly pulled his rifle from his back, lowering it as if he were about to load it. Jason Todd wanted to chuckle. A musket? Really? It almost distracted him from the immediate fact the rifleman was loading a rather large pellet into the bottom of the gun's chamber.
"In that case," Shay finally spoke, putting on his cloth gasmask, "I'll be at the back."
Shay pointed his gun down at the hooded man's feet in less time he could react, and an explosion blasted at both the vigilante and ninja's eardrums. They could only hear ringing for the next few seconds, but unfortunately, Mitsuki was the only one anticipating fully an attack. Red Hood groaned in immense pain, bits of shrapnel stuck in his legs as he attempted to dive away.
An angry roar followed from the man, Jason Todd not taking a single second to fire both of his pistols at Shay.
Then, the blood came trickling down Shay's gut.
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Shay used: Improved Air Rifle and Grenade Launcher,
Red Hood used: Dual Pistols.
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"The air is still, and I am a hunter."