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Post by Delilah A. Black on Oct 21, 2012 14:40:37 GMT -8
"I'll have to take your word for it." She had little choice otherwise.
They landed on top of some structure she knew from Crows' intel to be a Barker compound. She made a note of which one it was to add to the records. No sense in trying to attack a Dragon controlled building, not with the alliance as fragile as it was.
As a precaution, she pulled the bandana David had given her out of her pocket and tied it around her forehead. To keep the sweat out of her eyes. She would hop out of the helicopter after Mathew, following quietly behind him in spite of the metal of her sword and her knives hanging off her waist (her sword being strapped in a holster on her back).
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Post by Mathew Amtrum on Oct 21, 2012 14:49:58 GMT -8
"I'm sure you will be fine."
He said, fairly sure she would be. He had a fair amount of stone wrapped around his body under his clothes. He wouldn't be able to get more stone down there, so he needed to come prepared. Hopping down the latch he would go first, to ease her mind. Curious himself as to what horrors would wait down below.
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Post by Delilah A. Black on Oct 21, 2012 14:53:14 GMT -8
His confidence in her abilities was inspiring to say the least. Now all that was left was to live up to the expectations.
He lead her to a latch that lead downward and he jumped in without a second thought. Abandoning any hesitation she might have had, she jumped down after him.
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Post by Mr. Kaar on Oct 21, 2012 17:56:46 GMT -8
A roundish arena would be what they slid down into, red lights casting ominous shadows to the edges. The walls going up fifteen feet, and the whole arena was about the size of a football field in every direction. one hundred yards from wall to wall in every direction.
From Delilah and Mathew's position in their wall they could get the full effect of the size of the room.
Mathew's bare feet obviousely feel the hard thick rubber of the old facility.
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Post by Mathew Amtrum on Oct 21, 2012 18:01:45 GMT -8
"Alright, attention anyone that might be here. My name is Mathew Amtrum. I was tested on by Barker long ago, and I have liberated this facility from Barker. So, anyone that feels like uniting with me to further fuck up Barker's life. Stay where you are at."
He paused, a wicked grin crossing his face.
"The rest of you... Come at me."
He said as he moved over to the large lever by the four large doors. Turning to glance at Delilah and he gave her a confident wink. Hope she was ready. He pulled the lever!
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Post by Delilah A. Black on Oct 21, 2012 18:06:23 GMT -8
Delilah would turn her head to look at Mathew as he spoke, hearing the confidence that saturated his words. So they were facing experiments. Less easy than she had anticipated, but she was eager to train. She narrowed her eyes in determination as he winked at her and she drew her bowie knife, blood lust growing behind her blue eyes.
He pulled the lever and she braced for the onslaught that awaited them
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Post by Mr. Kaar on Oct 21, 2012 18:10:08 GMT -8
The doors would slowly rise, the rubber gears pulling the doors up. There was a pause of silence before exactly seventy expiraments wandered out. Slowly in different ways. white hair, bunch of oddly colored eyes, some with tribal tattoos.
A few spotted the two in the room and charged. One going directly for Mathew with a pouncing tackle to wrap legs and arms around him and start slamming his fists and elbows and head into Mathew's face.
One would charge Delilah sliding with some laughing, as another trailed behind takign to the air head first in a spin with both fists out like a drill.
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Post by Mathew Amtrum on Oct 21, 2012 18:11:56 GMT -8
Mathew would hop back as the guy tried to tackle him. The stone wrapped around his body shooting out to try and stab in to the guys chest. Last time he did this he didn't have this trick. It was going to be fun!
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Post by Delilah A. Black on Oct 21, 2012 18:19:22 GMT -8
The gates opened and within them she could see the eyes of the experiments on the other side. Her gaze hardened and she sunk deep into the center of calm in the storm that was about to brew.
Two launched themselves at her and Delilah let her body take over. The one that charged her head on would receive the serrated edge of her bowie knife drawn across his throat as she stepped lightly to the left, rending it to deep red shades of ruined flesh before he would bleed out. Of the experiment that jumped head first at her, Delilah would duck out of the way and he would crash into the hard rubber floor behind her. Before he could get up, she would lift her heel above her head and SLAM her booted heel down in an axe kick on the back of his head.
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Post by Mr. Kaar on Oct 21, 2012 18:28:52 GMT -8
OMG THE HUMANITY!
I mean, dead expiraments, duh.
If anything one would be able to note the obviouse riot/groups getting together and fighting as groups, with the random mindless assaulters.
Mathew's impaled expirament would still be flailing on the spike though.
Delilahs enemies would be interested in the floor more so than they should... And the blood.
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Post by Mathew Amtrum on Oct 21, 2012 18:30:50 GMT -8
"How interesting."
He said impressed as he moved the stone through the inside of the experiments body looking to shift it until it impaled through his heart.
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Post by Delilah A. Black on Oct 21, 2012 18:37:03 GMT -8
Delilah would look down at the blood on the floor and the blood dripping from her knife and her brow creased. That was...strange.
"Might be a bad idea to get cut up," she hummed to herself. Thinking for a moment, she thought she would test a little theory. She'd stand beside the experiment (who was, by the look of it, licking the floor) flip her knife over in her palm and slam it into his brain stem as she dropped to a crouch. She'd look around at the other experiments to see the reaction.
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Post by Mr. Kaar on Oct 21, 2012 18:39:30 GMT -8
The expirament mathew is using the earth spike maneuever on finally slowly dies and falls motionless. Delilah hits the brainstem hard... Obviousely dead. Its the brain stem.
FIREBALL AIMED AT DELILAH!
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Post by Mathew Amtrum on Oct 21, 2012 18:41:53 GMT -8
Mathew's spike would retract and he would shift the stone to come out of both sleeves, flattened in to blades. He would try and charge in to a small group around him and slash out with both arms in an attempt to slit their throats. Messy, but it should get the job done.
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Post by Delilah A. Black on Oct 21, 2012 18:54:10 GMT -8
Well, that wasn't so bad, it hardly garnered any reaction at--
HOLY SHIT FIREBALL
She threw a quick dive roll without thinking about it, coming up on the fringes of one of the Experiment groups starting to form. She went to work as she drew her second knife, bringing the tanto's dual tips down in a stab on the outside of one's thigh before yanking it out in a slicing motion while she stood, bringing the bowie knife around in the underhand to carve a hole in the others throat. The turning motion required for her to do this would bring her just to the left of the second experiment and slit his belly with the knife that was made just for that (the tanto) before driving the bowie knife up by the tip and burying it in the underside of Two's jaw, stabbing into the brain.
She would leave it there for a moment and pull her third knife which was just a simple open-flip multi-purpose pocket knife. Now close to opponent Three (or five, if you were really keeping score), she would distract him with a cut to the eyes that may or may not land while the hand holding her tanto would begin to stab furiously at his midsection, leaving the experiment looking like Swiss cheese.
Just as fluidly as she had drawn it, the third knife would replace itself on her belt as she pulled the Bowie knife from the falling experiments head, shifting backwards slightly to give herself a little more room.
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