::ViolentGirl can't see in the dark very well, but her eyes have adjusted. She ducks as some gunfire blasts through the space where she once stood, eyes slamming shut just in time to miss the effects of the flash grenade. She staggers up and looks around for the threat, and hears Mark's shout::
Mark: She's BEHIND us! Everyone to the hanger, now!!
But, I thought I was supposed . . . Wait, if she's not where I thought she was going to be, then I can't very well sneak up on her . . .
::ViolentGirl runs after Mark, aiming in the same direction she sees him firing. She hears grunting from Mark's submachine gun. Babs has been hit, but not stopped. Then the SPAS-12 fires, and her eyes water for a moment. She hears a yell::
Jones: DAMMIT! THAT @#$%ING HURT!!
::ViolentGirl blinks::
I actually hit her . . .
::Jones begins firing at ViolentGirl, who was just standing there, rather surprised . . . VG suddenly snaps back into reality when a bullet catches her in the foot, and she jumps a little lopsidedly out of the way of the next batch of bullets. She quickly gets back up, not feeling any pain at all anymore, and restarts her run for the hanger.
Meanwhile, the Odd Squad is lost. They forgot their NV goggles, and while they had all used their one-shot NV eyes ability, they were blinded by the flash grenade, and when the effects faded they found themselves very far away from the gunfire. They were hurrying back to the sounds of battle, but one can only go so fast when you're busy worrying about your hand being on fire <u>and</u> using said hand to find your way through a very dark airport. Will they make it back in time?::
OSM #3: One, why do you keep narrating our travels like some freaky Bandai Guy?
OSM #1: Um . . . My hand's on fire, I needed something to keep my mind off of the burning.
OSM #2: Makes perfect sense. Which way now?
OSM #1: Right.
::The Odd Squad turns left::
OSM #3: (Two minutes later) I think we went the wrong way.
OSM #2: My boy, it's best we don't think for much longer. It's far too depressing of a ponderation.
OSM #1: Shut up, I'm trying to concentrate!
::They'll never make it. But where <i>will</i> they end up? Soon, somebody will find out . . .::
OOC: Odd Squad is not going to work anymore. I had something planned for them, but it won't work with current events. So I'll transfer 'em to another thread elsewhere.
_________________ I'm too damn pretty to die.
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