Post by mike on Jul 28, 2009 10:13:28 GMT -5
Rather than drop the tone, the crazy angel wrapped a spiked chain around his neck!
“"I warned you human, Drop the gun." She said with a air of authority.
“I never fucking drew my gun!!” he said, hands up around his neck.
He turned to face her and got a Idea
“Now you- OH SHIT!” He said and pointed behind her frantically, “RABID OUTSIDER!” he yelled.
In the moment there heads were turned, he ducked down and twisted around so the whip released him. But the tiny barbs ripped the skin around his throat.
He dove over the trailer coupling that connects the trailers with the cab.
He ran to the passenger door and ripped it open. He pulled out box of flash-bang stun grenades that he salvaged from a abandoned police station as he traveled through a Canada. he grabbed three because they were old and he was unsure of weather or not they would all go off. He pulled the pin out and through them all over his truck. He plugged his ears as two of the three went off. Even if they weren’t looking at it or it didn’t land directly in front of them, the flash would blind them and the super sonic bang would deafen them momentarily.
That was the trouble with having immortal senses, with things like this, your enhanced senses make you weaker, your eyes will be engulfed in the blinding white light and your ears will be filled with the deafening ringing for about twice as long, for a human, theses usually last a minuet, but for a werewolf or a vampire, they would usually last for about two. and you had to be twice as far for it not to get you. He pulled hisM-8 tactical assault rifle and a pair of military hand-cuffs, from behind the seat. He had set up these weapons and tools behind his seats for this kind of situation, he also had a flair, a few boxes of scavenged ammunition, a bullet proof vest, (his old one from the army) flash light, and a riot shield and peper spry (salvaged from the same police station as the grenades.), in order to make room for all this he had to remove the cot from the “sleeper” space, but he slept in the box trailer anyway. He Jumped up on the coupling, so if things go tits up he could take cover again, and put the angel in his iron sights.
“ YOU HAVE A ASSAULT RIFLE POINTED AT YOU” he yelled, just as his army training taught him to, “DROP YOUR WEAPONS, PUT YOUR HAND ON YOUR HEAD AND INTERLACE YOUR FINGERS, YOU HAVE FOUR SECONDS TO COMPLY OR I WILL OPEN FIRE!” he shouted in the aggressive toneless authority voice that his drill sergeant hammered in his head in basic training.
He wasn’t joking either, none compliance would result in her death.
“"I warned you human, Drop the gun." She said with a air of authority.
“I never fucking drew my gun!!” he said, hands up around his neck.
He turned to face her and got a Idea
“Now you- OH SHIT!” He said and pointed behind her frantically, “RABID OUTSIDER!” he yelled.
In the moment there heads were turned, he ducked down and twisted around so the whip released him. But the tiny barbs ripped the skin around his throat.
He dove over the trailer coupling that connects the trailers with the cab.
He ran to the passenger door and ripped it open. He pulled out box of flash-bang stun grenades that he salvaged from a abandoned police station as he traveled through a Canada. he grabbed three because they were old and he was unsure of weather or not they would all go off. He pulled the pin out and through them all over his truck. He plugged his ears as two of the three went off. Even if they weren’t looking at it or it didn’t land directly in front of them, the flash would blind them and the super sonic bang would deafen them momentarily.
That was the trouble with having immortal senses, with things like this, your enhanced senses make you weaker, your eyes will be engulfed in the blinding white light and your ears will be filled with the deafening ringing for about twice as long, for a human, theses usually last a minuet, but for a werewolf or a vampire, they would usually last for about two. and you had to be twice as far for it not to get you. He pulled hisM-8 tactical assault rifle and a pair of military hand-cuffs, from behind the seat. He had set up these weapons and tools behind his seats for this kind of situation, he also had a flair, a few boxes of scavenged ammunition, a bullet proof vest, (his old one from the army) flash light, and a riot shield and peper spry (salvaged from the same police station as the grenades.), in order to make room for all this he had to remove the cot from the “sleeper” space, but he slept in the box trailer anyway. He Jumped up on the coupling, so if things go tits up he could take cover again, and put the angel in his iron sights.
“ YOU HAVE A ASSAULT RIFLE POINTED AT YOU” he yelled, just as his army training taught him to, “DROP YOUR WEAPONS, PUT YOUR HAND ON YOUR HEAD AND INTERLACE YOUR FINGERS, YOU HAVE FOUR SECONDS TO COMPLY OR I WILL OPEN FIRE!” he shouted in the aggressive toneless authority voice that his drill sergeant hammered in his head in basic training.
He wasn’t joking either, none compliance would result in her death.