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[5e IC] Deep in the Shadows of Texas

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« Reply #255 on: <12-11-15/1852:54> »
"Well, you just refuse to snuff out, donchya.."

Gritting her teeth, Marissa straightened up for a split moment, stowing her katana away as she leveled the Predator in her other hand, squeezing off another blast at the creature's center mass before side-stepping, her lunge avoiding another strike from him.  He was tough, yes..but no one can dodge bullets forever.  In the back of her mind, the Phoenix laid some concern for her team, as this spirit was keeping her occupied...she better finish this quickly, so that she may be the cavalry to come to the rescue...

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« Reply #256 on: <12-11-15/2003:17> »
At this point, Wraith is useless. Whether she's stunned from the dunpshock or scared shitless from all the shooting, Ian can't tell, and at this point, he doesn't care. Keeping one eye on the matrix, one on the meat world, and his third on the astral, he clambers his aching body into the driver's seat. From beside him in the passenger's seat, Sammo turns his regally goateed face toward him and raises one eyebrow.

"Please, good sir." begs the skinny beat down human with his eyes lowered in respect. "Help protect my companions!" The stocky asian manspirit nods his head in acknowledgement, and without a word, vanishes out of the open window beside him. Still watching the massacre below get smaller and more pixelated by the moment, Ian is still able to pick out the new bald shooter with the trench and the AK. I wonder if one of the ladies knows him. He quickly grabs a poorly zoomed frame of the man from his video feed and includes it along with a message to the team.

<<@Team [Mister Hopeless] New shooter on deck. Firing on truck. Friend of one a yalls?>>
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« Reply #257 on: <12-14-15/1141:20> »
The Phoenix's shot finds its way to the spirit's flank, just above the shoulder.  It gives a brief shudder as a lick of flame erupts from its ashen coat, and grows until the entire figure is burning brightly, trying to step forward on unsteady legs.  The jaguar gives a final hiss before its mouth too is subsumed by the fire, and the spirit collapses in on itself, leaving only a small bit of ash and scorch marks on the city street.  As the spirit falls, Marissa can feel tendrils of mana enveloping her. For a brief moment, she's seized by panic, and steels herself for the blast from some spell, but then notices that her jacket, her pants, even her Predator are blurring into the gray sky and concrete.  And then she notices that some of the crowd who had been fearfully watching the exchange between her and the spirit are left dumbfounded, as if she simply vanished from sight.

Near La Sombre the woman with the monowhip pushes off on a large man in the crowd and teeters backward, heading toward a Shin-Hyung.  The passenger door opens, and a figure in a black-matte ballistic mask leans out the side with an SMG, letting off a burst of fire to cover the woman's escape.  She takes three or four more long strides, before the monowhip simply trails behind her, cutting a thin groove in the pavement before she collapses face-first.  La Sombre too feels the effects of mana on her, and feels even more concealed within the crowd.

On the Gopher, one man with an SMG lets off a short burst into the crowd, while the other lets off a longer burst at the same.  From Lil Rambo's feed, Mr. Hopeless can see three more figures falling to the fire.  The third man abandons the cover of the plastiboard and sandbags to lean over the roof of the truck and fires at the man with the AK.  He strikes the man center mass, and staggers him before the man can return fire after finding cover behind a parked car.  Bullets punch through the windshield and out the rear window, striking the man in the leg, and another finds home in the man's left shoulder, knocking him a step backward.

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« Reply #258 on: <12-16-15/0049:56> »
As the spirit vanishes, Marissa found herself in a low stance, her weight centered over one bent leg whilst the other lay outstretched to the side, as if anticipating a counterattack and ready to roll away.  But when she saw that her opponent had fallen, she allowed herself a little smirk.  Keeping the pistol level, she brought herself up to a standing postiion, twirling her Predator in her hand before slipping it back into its holster at her back.

"Better to burn out than fade away...huh?"  She blinked as she looked down to see herself fade a bit as the sound of shooting and combat snapped her attention back to the fight.

Lowering her stance, the Phoenix pulled her AK-97 back into her hands, not bothering to check the mag as she spoke quietly into the comms, hitting up the team.

"Just dropped a flaming beastie.  I see fighting, who's are mark, and who's...well, probably not gonna kill us?  Sombra, heading to you"  Her feet light, the human bounded down the street, closer to the fray.

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« Reply #259 on: <12-17-15/2047:57> »
<<Team [La Sombra] Mostly trying to knock out these assholes mowing down civvies.  Any way you can stop that death contraption they got?>>
That's just like... your opinion, man.

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« Reply #260 on: <12-17-15/2053:13> »
Mister Hopeless monitors the comm chatter.

"Just dropped a flaming beastie.  I see fighting, who's are mark, and who's...well, probably not gonna kill us?  Sombra, heading to you"  =

<<Team [La Sombra] Mostly trying to knock out these assholes mowing down civvies.  Any way you can stop that death contraption they got?>>

<<@Team [Mister Hopeless] Gimme a second and I can stop that Gopher. Find targets from the aerial feed. Repeat, ID on new shooter? Anyone know this hoop?>>

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« Reply #261 on: <12-18-15/1311:43> »
One of the shooters on the Gopher turns around to face The Phoenix's general direction and takes a knee.  He scans street, and when his eyes fall on her, he lifts his Colt Cobra and lets off with six rounds of automatic fire.  In the midst of the firing, Salsha rushes at him, her great turtle shell forming spikes and barbs as she stretches out her neck in some sort of fearsome grin.  Seeing the spirit approaching, the man runs past his companion and jumps from the bed of the Gopher, running back toward the alley.

The man standing behind the cab of the truck fires again, this time striking the mystery shooter square in the chest.  The man falls backward.  At the rear end of the Gopher, the last shooter fires into the crowd again, directing his shots at a dense group pushing on the fence.  He's able to get six rounds off before his gun jams, and the Gopher makes a marked increase in speed and veers to the left toward a parked car.

At the front of the fight, the man with the machine pistols begins making his way backward and toward the Shin-Hyung with the open door, firing as he goes.

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« Reply #262 on: <12-31-15/1441:53> »
The Gopher slams into a parked Opal with a crunch and rending of metal.  Given the low speed, the man just behind the cab is able to stay upright, though the shooter farther down in the truck bed is thrown off his feet.  There's a good five meters now, between the barricade and wall of the nearest tenement, and while the Gopher still seems serviceable, it does not appear as though the Feathered had expected the resistance of a group of shadowrunners.  Near La Sombre, all Feathered in the area seem to be moving toward the Shin-Hyung, as the shooter in the passenger seat continues to spray bullets at the crowd to ease their escape.  La Sombre can't see much from wedging herself between two dumpsters, though she is soon joined by some of the crowd, who seem genuinely surprised when they literally stumble over her.  There's the occasional sharp metallic ping of a round striking the outside of the dumpster, but so long as she remains in cover she feels safe.
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« Reply #263 on: <01-02-16/1340:51> »
The ork puts a finger to her lips and as she can, peers from around the dumpster to check the situation before ducking her head back with a curse.

More bullets ping into the dumpster.

"We might be here a minute," she announces.
That's just like... your opinion, man.

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« Reply #264 on: <01-11-16/2222:07> »
The Phoenix rolled to the side as she felt the presence of bullet fire heading towards her.  And just in time, too..she felt a few clip by her head, a few stray hairs of fiery red falling to the ground.  Her eyes widening, she got up on one knee, bringing her assault rifle up to her shoulder as she focused in her aim.  Realizing that the truck was backing away, the human diverted her stance to the side, keeping mobile as she laid down a spray of fire upon the retreating gunners.

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« Reply #265 on: <01-12-16/1950:27> »
La Sombra does what she can to keep the folks around her calm while the Phoenix finishes up the gun battle.
That's just like... your opinion, man.

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« Reply #266 on: <01-12-16/2259:23> »
From the front seat, the helmeted man sends throws the car into manual pilot mode in a frenzied hurry.

<<@Team [Mister Hopeless] Everyone back in the car now! We're getting the fuck outta here before the law shows up!>>

Behind him, he can hear the decker furiously trying to fix her sparking and fizzling deck to no avail and he watches the crowd rapidly dispersing in every direction their feet can carry them. If it weren't for his eye in the sky, he'd have no idea whether Phoenix and Sombra are even alive. He starts slowly backing the car up into a three point turn so he can just gun it as soon as everyone's on board. Once he's in position, he fires off a few more instructions.

<<@Lil Rambo: return to home and dock with vehicle>>

Friends! We've done well! Let's make ourselves scarce!

He watches the rear view camera with the eyes of a hawk, looking for his two companions and feeling the adrenaline starting to wear off a little bit.

Not yet, fucker! There might still be a chase scene here.
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« Reply #267 on: <01-13-16/1055:22> »
The Feathered gunmen from the truck, hit the ground to dodge the worst of The Phoenix's shooting.  They return fire as they crawl to the alley, and The Phoenix's cockiness is tempered when she sees a woman in the crowd grab her thigh and go down.  Ghost, did I do that?  She finds some cover behind a parked car, and prepares to lay down more suppressive fire should La Sombre's escape warrant it, but it seems all the gangers in the area have their hands full just dealing with the crowd and getting out of the firefight themselves.

La Sombre is able to catch sight of the woman the elven Feathered was talking about punishing before she makes her retreat, and uses her link to capture the woman's commcode, figuring that it could be useful later once everyone is safe and accounted for.  The Feathered near the front of the demonstration all make it the Shin-Hyung, save the man dual-wielding machine pistols, who catches a baseball bat to the knee, and is then swarmed by angry rioters.  Not waiting for their fallen comrade, the rest of the Feathered speed off north, covering the area in gunfire as they go.

With The Phoenix's Shin-Hyung positioned for an easy escape, the young woman settles down in the driver's seat, and with the four of them strapping in, she guns it herself.  A block or two over, and the streets are nearly empty, with everyone doing their best to stay out of the riot and its aftermath.  A quick merge onto the 377, and the team seems home free.
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« Reply #268 on: <01-13-16/1423:55> »
The group rides in silence for a few moments before La Sombra speaks, "Sorry, I went off script.  I couldn't just watch that and not do a damn thing..."

It was going to take time getting used to working free lance and not for some amorphous 'greater good.'
That's just like... your opinion, man.

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« Reply #269 on: <01-13-16/2018:16> »
"Sorry, I went off script.  I couldn't just watch that and not do a damn thing..."

Ian keeps his hands whiteknuckling on the steering wheel and his eyes forward, scanning the road. He gives no response.
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