Our Plagued Reality: Us and Them

[x]

"I can hold my own I guess...Let's go." Burgandy nervously surveyed the minigun. He was more of a beserk soul, one who liked to shoot at random, so unless specific targeting was being called for---he could do it. Besides, making Entaru angry again was not high on Burgandy's to-do list. He darted down the porch steps and over to the awaiting Jeep.

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Oh, how could you say no to that face? Luna chirped, reffering to Entaru's elegant muzzle and brilliant green eyes.

Luna. Shut up.

Hey, it's free candy, Moon. Maybe even cake. I don't think you've ever had cake. I'd totally do it if it was me.

Cake or no cake, Moon was not very eager to sell her devotion to a demon. But...fear had overcome her, choking, cold, leaving her senses void. So she just nodded with agreement: yes, yes, I'll be good, just please don't hurt me. The one called Entaru seemed preoccupied with his own conversation and likely did not notice the nod. She felt this was for the better; that way, if she changed her mind about behaving in the far future, it wasn't like there was a written contract keeping her bound.

She watched as Burgandy mumbled something and ran for the Jeep outside, then walked forward towards the door. Beckoning Entaru to follow with a tilt of her head. Why take the initiative? She really, really wanted to get this over with. It seemed to her as though her fate had been sealed. She couldn't steal his gun and threaten him: if Moon tried to shoot anything, the bullet would probably end up in Kansas. She couldn't just run: she'd fall on her face. Atreyu was out of communication range, and could not recieve her Thoughts. So if she was going to be brought back into Reich custody and therefore thrust into a whirlwind of depression- the sooner the better. For her own sanity. 

[Entaru]

"Good" Entaru nodded as Burgandy got into the turret.  He turned back to Moon once more.  "Looks like you get 'shotgun', wenig Mond"  Entaru tugged gently on the handcuffs and walked to the Jeep.

"You may want to hold on, Mr. Burgandy.  I don't plan on hitting any traffic."  The sarcasm in his voice was obvious as he got into the Jeep.  "Buckle up, wenig Mond.  No need for you to go flying through the windshield when we stop."  With that, Entaru slammed the accelerator, spinning the wheels out before making his way to where he was hearing gunfire.

[Shinzuu Katame: Her Tolfy]

(I'm not stupid, I know what a bingo book is, thank you.)

Soria pointed her pistol in the direction she heard him and fired off two shots before jumping backwards out the window she came in, and was surprised to find him in front of her, offering a proper duel. Soria, honor-bound in her heart, accepted his challenge and properly lifted her right hand (with the 98 in it) and released her grip from it, making it dangle from her finger, and placed it down, kicking it aside. "Very well, Captain Jonnas A.Romeo Shepard. You are also quite the hit in Constellation Bingo Book as well. I shall enjoy taking your dead body back to homeland." Soria stood with her left in front and her right in back, crouching low, still holding the Kabar in reverse in her left, and her right hand cupping the base of the large knife.

[x]

Moon yiped with surprise as the white fox slammed on the gas pedal and quickly slipped into her seatbelt. Above, Burgandy held on to the minigun for dear life, praying babbling, unintelligible prayers in his thick head. He had never believed in any form of religion, but when you're riding on the top of a speeding war vehicle--- you find yourself rather inspired. Every now and then, the Jeep would hit a pothole and Burgandy's feet would lift up into the air, only to crash back down jarringly milliseconds later. He wrapped his arms around the thing even tighter and gripped each of his arms with the opposite hand to keep them from unlocking, a thing that would see him a bloodstain on the dirt road.

[Yugian]

Capt.Jonnas A.Romero Shepard(Active Liberation/Minor Injury)
Seeing how she kicked her gun away, she'd accepted. he smirked, and disassembled a piece of the pistol, rendering it unusable, as he dropped his as well. "Guess its true, in soviet russia, im worth more dead then alive, whilst your worth more alive then  dead... should also be honored that you know my name. shall we?" he was right handed, so he swapped the knife to his right, putting his open left hand in front of his face and positioned... his position mirrored hers, with the right out in front, left in the back, and having a more 'aggressive' crouch to deliver more of the 'arm' into the swings... he then circled and waited...

(just checking! your the second person i know who knows that... ><)

[Alice The Necrofox]

(finally!)

Shiro ran along the debris toward the direction of the fighting. Another grenade had gone off, and there was no more gunfire.
"Knowing Jonas, he is getting into close combat. I feel pity for the opponent."
He stopped at a corner and peeked his head.
*Yup. That's Jonas allright... but... who is that he is...*
He recognized her face from the wanted posters.
*(Censored). Maybe I feel pity for Jonas. None the less, I'll let him give him a crack at it.*
Silently, and without detection, he moved into the nearby building, keeping a bead on the Constelation soldier.
*They are too close at the moment, I will have to wait until they separate, or one is on top of another...*

[Shinzuu Katame: Her Tolfy]

Soria stared and watched Jonnas' eyes carefully as she followed the circle, and shifted her weight forward, staying as low and closed the gap in two steps, bringing the knife up to his throat.

Meanwhile, a Gulfstream was flying west into northern America from a carrier in the Pacific. Korius Lambent sat impatiently in the co-pilot's seat as he looked over the edge. "Dammit, Soria. Where have you gone in a time like this?"

[Yugian]

Jonnas pulled his head back and side stepped to the right, ready when she came and pushing (Then grabbing) her arm with his left hand as he aimed for a stab straight into her shoulder... if the blade made contact, he would twist it, in efforts to try to disable it, then take a jump back.

(Avoiding god modding.)

[Shinzuu Katame: Her Tolfy]

Soria quickly switched her grip from reverse to forward and caught his thrust into the serrated edge. She then pushed up with the knife and parrying and redirecting it to her right (his left) and pulled his arm towards her so that his arm was in the way. (He's still gripping her right arm)


Korius continued his search and then caught a glimpse of flashing, reflective light coming from an abandoned border outpost out in the distance. "Pilot, take us in, that might be a distress call."

[Yugian]

He took a minute to look over anything as soon as the exchanged happened... dare to move the knife, and he would get his arm impaled... soo... instead, keeping strength with the knife to keep it locked he swept for the legs with his own to throw off her off balance and attempted to head butt her... he let go during this time, trying to retract his knife without injuring his arm

[Shinzuu Katame: Her Tolfy]

Soria was caught off guard as he tripped her, but she was already moving in that direction with her arm as he let go, so she caught herself and she allowed the momentum to land her on her right hand, and she used her momentum to aim a kick at Jonnas' face.

[HowlTheGrayWolf]

Hours of walking finally paid off, as Howl approached a Liberation camp that was letting in citizens who survived the bombing. Howl ran up to the men and smiled, "Excuse me, I'm a scientist working with the US government, Howl Ackart." The men looked at each other then looked back to him, and spoke in a thick southern accent, "Well then, sir, I'll escort you inside to our superior." "Thank you." As they went through the base, Howl saw large groups of battered people, all hungry, tired and not knowing what to do. Most of them would be evacuated, but he didn't share their good fortune.

At the entrance of the officers quarters, a guard stood at door, "What is your business here?" "This man..." the soldier pointed to Howl, "...is supposedly a scientist that is working for the government." "Alright, send him in." The guard opened the doors and they walked in, only to find the lead officer on the floor...dead, and a Nazi with his gun raised. "Nice to see you again, Mr. Ackart."  

[Yugian]

He solidly got a kick the face, holding his face for a second as he got distance again by stumbling backwards... the off balanced warrior let her get up, as he instead got back into a stable postion, as some distance was left between her and him...

(Shiro, if you want to take the shot, do it now. )

[Shinzuu Katame: Her Tolfy]

Soria pushed off from the ground and leapt at Jonnas, switching hands and bringing her blade to Jonnas' neck while raising her left hand, just in case he decided to counter with the same move.

[Yugian]

Jonnas hopped backwards, pulling back his head again... it was closer this time, he felt the wind of the knife... ether he was getting rusty, or she was just as skilled with a knife. due to the the proximity and how close he was before a throat slit , he couldnt sweep in... he was losing his chances to attack rapidly, and some thing would have to happen eventually...