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Subject: Foam Author: Ti Konflict [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: 11:31:03 06/05/02 Wed In reply to: Zara 's message, "oh..showoff" on 22:17:11 06/04/02 Tue BAM BAM BAM The bullets are shredding the crate Ti is hiding behind into pieces, the loud pang of bullets hitting metal inside the crate reminds Ti of how lucky he is to have escaped such a vicious attack. Putting Yvonne on the floor (Yvette is still his favorite, for she hits her marks with greater accuracy)he pulls out his trusty mirror and sticks it out the side to catch a glimpse of his attacker. He doesn't see anything until he sees the flash of the trigger hitting the shell and less than a second later the mirror is shot out of his hands and blown to bits. Ti curses under his breath, but at least now he knows where the shooter is at. Rolling out, he fires off a series of rounds up, towards a large shelving platform. His bullets rip the heavy air and the sound echoes off the walls. He stops. Its all gone silent. "Gotcha you little fucker" Ti mumbles under his breath as he holds his wounded leg and then... BAM BAM BAM Two bullets narrowly miss him the third scrapes his arm. Ti does not even bother looking for cover anymore, as quickly as he can he fires the rest of Yvonne and Yvette's ammunition until all he can hear is the empty clicking. Once again silence reigns. No more sounds are heard. Slightly limping Ti makes his way to the platform and begins to climb it. As he reaches the top he finds a figure, slumped, a gun next to his now lifeless hand. Ti puts Yvonne away but reloads Yvette. Keeping her pointed at his head he advances until he is within kicking range. With his left foot he turns the body over... "I'll be dammned..." It was Roger, the man who owned the hangar and often provided Ti with bits of information. His eyes have rolled back into his skull and all he can see is the wiry red arteries in his eyes. A white substance is dripping from the corner of Roger's mouth. Ti shakes his head in disbelief, why would Roger be shooting at him? He crouches and takes a closer look, it appears to be foam of some sort. Ti sighs and once again all he can hear is the winds of Titan battering the old hangar. He begins to wonder what happened to the rest of the guys, but his answer comes soon enough when he spots a pile of dead bodies on an opposite corner of the hangar. Ti looks from the dead bodies to Roger. "What got into you Rog? ...that you would kill your entire crew..." Ti puts away Yvette into her holster and ponders the situation. [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]