WHO: Pupuhed & Pramie
WHERE: Deck 5, Suid Sidal
"Reloading!" Pupuhed yells at Pramie as his pistol's empty load chamber suddenly snaps open. Pramie repositions himself to view both directions of the corridor at once and blasts away at the running quadquid Pupuhed just injured. This latest monster was the third podquid they saw in the span of a few short seconds. In fact, there now was another quintaquid right behind that one.
The two men were right outside the door to Gorak's room when these new podquids had suddenly appeared. They quickly got into a defensive back to back position and started to kill the things before they could get within tentacle range.
Pramie: (grim and determined) "The slimy bastards seem to be converging on us, Captain."
Pupuhed: (jamming one of the few remaining magazines into place) "You think? I can't wait to kill that Brap Du Poop."
Pramie: (blasting away) "How many of these things did you keep in that room? There can't be that many of these things left can they?"
"There aren't", came a voice from behind them. Gorak was standing in the now open doorway. He had a gun pointed at the two men.
Pramie didn't see the gun but he didn't need to in order to react with training and experience. The RHC agent was already in a defensive crouch and as soon as he hears Gorak's voice he instantly rolls backwards. As he does so he raises a leg into the air and kicks Gorak squarely in the stomach. The speed with which the agent performed the perfect backroll kick caught even Gorak by surprise. The general feels pain explode in his midsection and he takes a wild shot that completely misses both men. The force of the blow sends the prince falling backwards into the room. Pramie continues his roll and then springs to his feet in one smooth motion.
Pupuhed is just now reacting and he briefly glances at the position where Pramie once was and at the door now open behind him. But before he can do anything else the quintaquid, mere yards away now, reaches for him. Pupuhed desperately fires at it but it keeps coming.
WHERE: Deck 5, Suid Sidal
"Reloading!" Pupuhed yells at Pramie as his pistol's empty load chamber suddenly snaps open. Pramie repositions himself to view both directions of the corridor at once and blasts away at the running quadquid Pupuhed just injured. This latest monster was the third podquid they saw in the span of a few short seconds. In fact, there now was another quintaquid right behind that one.
The two men were right outside the door to Gorak's room when these new podquids had suddenly appeared. They quickly got into a defensive back to back position and started to kill the things before they could get within tentacle range.
Pramie: (grim and determined) "The slimy bastards seem to be converging on us, Captain."
Pupuhed: (jamming one of the few remaining magazines into place) "You think? I can't wait to kill that Brap Du Poop."
Pramie: (blasting away) "How many of these things did you keep in that room? There can't be that many of these things left can they?"
"There aren't", came a voice from behind them. Gorak was standing in the now open doorway. He had a gun pointed at the two men.
Pramie didn't see the gun but he didn't need to in order to react with training and experience. The RHC agent was already in a defensive crouch and as soon as he hears Gorak's voice he instantly rolls backwards. As he does so he raises a leg into the air and kicks Gorak squarely in the stomach. The speed with which the agent performed the perfect backroll kick caught even Gorak by surprise. The general feels pain explode in his midsection and he takes a wild shot that completely misses both men. The force of the blow sends the prince falling backwards into the room. Pramie continues his roll and then springs to his feet in one smooth motion.
Pupuhed is just now reacting and he briefly glances at the position where Pramie once was and at the door now open behind him. But before he can do anything else the quintaquid, mere yards away now, reaches for him. Pupuhed desperately fires at it but it keeps coming.
posted by Larcen at 9/15/2006 03:52:00 PM
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