Re: Inexorable Altercation [Round I- The Sleeping World of Rock]
06-02-2010, 06:20 PM
Originally posted on MSPA by Pinary.
At the sound of screams, Will turned- the assassin and the witch were in a heap, not three meters behind Apathy. The robot was keeping the bruisers occupied, so he hurried over, pistol ready. He didn't know what to expect from either of them, and he wasn't going to take any chances.
He was almost there when Loran made his move. The Creeper twisted around, a dagger appearing in his hand, and grabbed Annaliese. He held the knife to her neck and held her in front of him as a shield. "Not one more step," he said, "or I slit her throat."
She would have made a much better shield if he'd been facing toward Will, instead of directly away from him. Is this the insanity the book mentioned?, Will wondered. Experimentally, he shifted his feet. No response. He took a step. Still nothing.
He took the last few steps forward and raised his pistol behind the assassin's head. "Freeze. She dies, you die. Got that?"
That Loran heard, and he tightened his grip on the knife. "As soon as I kill her, we all move on. You will not have a chance to fire."
Will sighed, frustrated. This guy's a killer, he reminded himself, and he needs to be dealt with as such.
"Alright, you barbaric screwhead, listen up. This is my laser. The twelve-rem double-powered Blastec. It's got a steel handle, twin fusion cores, and a hair trigger. This baby will carve a hole in your skull before you can blink. If you so much as twitch, I will shoot you dead. Got that?"
Loran didn't respond.
"Besides... was our arrival here instantaneous?"
At the sound of screams, Will turned- the assassin and the witch were in a heap, not three meters behind Apathy. The robot was keeping the bruisers occupied, so he hurried over, pistol ready. He didn't know what to expect from either of them, and he wasn't going to take any chances.
He was almost there when Loran made his move. The Creeper twisted around, a dagger appearing in his hand, and grabbed Annaliese. He held the knife to her neck and held her in front of him as a shield. "Not one more step," he said, "or I slit her throat."
She would have made a much better shield if he'd been facing toward Will, instead of directly away from him. Is this the insanity the book mentioned?, Will wondered. Experimentally, he shifted his feet. No response. He took a step. Still nothing.
He took the last few steps forward and raised his pistol behind the assassin's head. "Freeze. She dies, you die. Got that?"
That Loran heard, and he tightened his grip on the knife. "As soon as I kill her, we all move on. You will not have a chance to fire."
Will sighed, frustrated. This guy's a killer, he reminded himself, and he needs to be dealt with as such.
"Alright, you barbaric screwhead, listen up. This is my laser. The twelve-rem double-powered Blastec. It's got a steel handle, twin fusion cores, and a hair trigger. This baby will carve a hole in your skull before you can blink. If you so much as twitch, I will shoot you dead. Got that?"
Loran didn't respond.
"Besides... was our arrival here instantaneous?"