Cat vaulted past another pair of NEG, he looked back to see them scrambling over the wall, shaking his head he turned and in one movement dived through the short tunnel ahead, it was then that it happened again, just like when the dragon had gone to hit him, everything appeared to be tinted amber as the NEG training room slowed to a crawl, as he hit the floor on the other side it was over, sprinting the last section Cat turned to watch the other officers running the course, barely panting Cat walked over to the combat training...
He stood, just wearing his combat trousers in the middle of the ring as NEG shouted and spat at him, as always. Breathing deeply he just watched to see who would try, a young NEG, james was his name suspected Cat, also stripping his shirt off he pulled out a shock-baton and powered it down, leaving it as a no less deadly piece of metal...
The NEG leapt for him, cat side stepped lazily batting him across the back of the head, coming to a stop he sneared at the NEG, "dead" he whispered... The NEG jumped again this time rolling and conecting with Cat's leg, with one movement cat pulled, twisted and broke the baton out of his grip, swinging it round it made a small tink as it came lightly into contact with his face, "dead" he whispered again, the NEG seemed to be slow today, no matter what attack he made Cat always managed to at least make sure it did not make dangerous contact...
The NEG became impatient and pulling a training mock rifle from a nearby shelf he unloaded several shots at Cat, each of the training bullets sped across in a tight formation straight for Cat's chest, he saw the shots coming, they seemed slow, painfully slow, Cat ducked and swerved, 3 of the 5 shots missed entirely, the fourth skimmed his chest the fifth made contact with his shoulder, the impact sending him to the floor, everything returned like a light bering switched back on, NEG officers where staring down at him on the ground, a quiet murmering rang round the hall, *"how did it dodge em?"*
Two officers at the nod of a senior seargent pulled cat from the ground and slammed a shock baton into his chest, a shock like a small hammer split his head and chest as bright light flooded his mind, to be proceeded only by darkness...
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((this is for chrono))
*in the alert office a siren blared, "team 23 and 48 to training room, experiment disturbance forseen, arrest experiment ~Chrono~... extreme caution advised".... the message repeated as a host of boots tramped out in orderly fashion towards the training room~ webbers, riot shields, and shock batons all being readied....
Topic: Trying to Escape (Probable fights, Adventure) (Read 5148 times)