Survival
"Eh, anything important I need ta kno before ya both die?"
After I get an answer, or if they don't answer, leave the room via jumping out the window.
Both of them pause for a moment and turn their heads to look at you while still keeping an eye on each other. They don't look very happy with you.
"You must reach the-" White's words turn into something between a scream and a gurgling sound as he flies backwards with his chest crushed, a result of one of Red's lightning fast punches.
Oh well. I bet whatever he was saying wasn't that important.
You start running away from the exit towards the opposite side of the room, intent on taking a shortcut towards the ground.
As you run, streams of fire fly by you, hitting the wall besides the door in front of you and exploding into fireballs.
You keep running, going through the fire blocking the door and emerge on the other side slightly burnt and with your coat on fire.
That done, you jump out the window. Of the 3rd floor. With the European meaning of third floor, which means three storeys above the ground floor. Storeys that were meant to house large works of art. Storeys large enough for people in huge armour can walk around without trouble. With only concrete below you. On which you are just about to belly flop.
They say that when falling from a great height, fear causes you to loose consciousness before you hit the ground. You aren't certain about whether or not you are unfortunate when this isn't confirmed by empirical evidence. Because when you hit the street below, go through it and land on a small sewage tunnel below, causing debris to fly everywhere, the pain almost causes you to loose consciousness anyway. On top of your everything hurting and being in terrible pain, you feel like something has stabbed you on the right side of your chest.
On the bright side, you are no longer on fire. So that's something.
Quickly change form to a bird, and fly directly upwards. If more blue lights attack, commence evasive maneuvers. Search for another person (A player) to kill.
You transform to a very small bird. You feel absolutely famished and are barely strong enough to fly up and away.
Still, looks like getting out of there was a good idea. A burning guy (literally burning, as in on fire) jumps out of the window you just escaped from and lands on the street below, breaks through the street and lands on a small underground tunnel, throwing pieces of concrete everywhere, causing cracks to form on the ground around his impact points and further destroying some of the cars around him.
A few moments later, there's a flash of red light and the top floor of the building you just escaped from is engulfed in flames.
Well, that escalated quickly.
Survival
John shrugged. "Okay then."
Summon some pistols.
You summon a couple of M1911 pistols. They seems fine, fully loaded and the wooden grip fits comfortably in your hand.
"Sounds like it was a good thing we left.
Bryan shifts around so that he's standing in one of the corners next to the door, leaning on the walls.
"What do you think we're going to have to do to survive?"
Wait
Waiting.
Survival
> Wait for the door to open and get out
Waiting intensifies.
Survival
Wait for the door to open.
Waiting is over 9000.
You hear a rumbling coming from somewhere outside the elevator, although you can't pinpoint the location. The lights in the elevator flicker and you can feel it moving about a bit. Sounds like something happened out there.
With a ping the elevator doors open to the ground floor lobby. Lioraw steps outside while the rest take cover.
The room beyond the elevator doors is a simple yet large room, with little cover except for some support columns, some boxes near the corners and some sort of reception desk near the door leading outside. It was once lit by a chandelier hanging from the ceiling, which is now resting broken in the middle of the room, the only light coming from the burning cars visible through the wood and glass entrance doors. There is a large doorway leading to another room and smaller doorways leading to corridors.
The entire area bears the signs of combat, with bullet holes marring the lavish tapestries and blood from the bodies of the dead painting the carpets a darker shade of red. The doors in particular have quite a substantial number of bullet holes. It looks like they were attacked from the outside.
OOCLooks like both missions are avoiding exposition so far...
((Bump/Pretty sure everyone from the survival team posted an action.))
Sorry for the delay. Was tired and busy, trying to adjust to changes in my schedule. Things will better from this point onwards, since I think I've found my rhythm.
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