OOC: no problem. Just don't make a habit of it.
"No," he replied, and tossed the bloody assault rifle to Dark, "just cover the Hallway. Gaurds are gonna be coming soon."
Dev's genetically enhanced ears twitched, as he heard Daisy pounding on the door. As fast as he could, he swiped the keycard through the locks, and made his way down to her cell. He unlocked it hurriedly, and tossed her one of the gunbelts from his shoulder. In the Holster was a Glock 9mm, and a stun-baton.
"Here. Get ready to cover our ass, Daisy. We're gonna have company real soon." He said quickly, as he ran down the Hall to unlock more cells.
{Elsewhere in Area 51}
Sitting in an overstuffed Office Chair, Dr. Herbers watched the escape with mild interest. This was merely a game to him, as with the other escape attempts. The harsh desert that surrounded the compound would kill anyone who managed to escape, and he knew it. Besides, for them to get the power-restriction collars off, they'd have to get to his lab.
His finger rested on the ALERT button on his console, but he didn't press it. Yet.
{Diner}
As soon as Sable noted that the roadway was clear, she bolted across the highway, and hid behind the beatup old Truck, her M14 out and at the ready.
"Looks like they're here." Brandon said calmly, noticing their reflections in the stainless steel coffeemaker.
"No," he replied, and tossed the bloody assault rifle to Dark, "just cover the Hallway. Gaurds are gonna be coming soon."
Dev's genetically enhanced ears twitched, as he heard Daisy pounding on the door. As fast as he could, he swiped the keycard through the locks, and made his way down to her cell. He unlocked it hurriedly, and tossed her one of the gunbelts from his shoulder. In the Holster was a Glock 9mm, and a stun-baton.
"Here. Get ready to cover our ass, Daisy. We're gonna have company real soon." He said quickly, as he ran down the Hall to unlock more cells.
{Elsewhere in Area 51}
Sitting in an overstuffed Office Chair, Dr. Herbers watched the escape with mild interest. This was merely a game to him, as with the other escape attempts. The harsh desert that surrounded the compound would kill anyone who managed to escape, and he knew it. Besides, for them to get the power-restriction collars off, they'd have to get to his lab.
His finger rested on the ALERT button on his console, but he didn't press it. Yet.
{Diner}
As soon as Sable noted that the roadway was clear, she bolted across the highway, and hid behind the beatup old Truck, her M14 out and at the ready.
"Looks like they're here." Brandon said calmly, noticing their reflections in the stainless steel coffeemaker.
The last mutt standing.
The one and only, Cowboy from Hell.
******
Bury me with my guns on,
So when I reach the other side,
I can show him what it feels like to die.
I can show him what it feels like to die.
Bury me with my guns on,
So when I'm cast out of the skies,
I can shoot the Devil right between the eyes.
