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Highway 13
yinsukin:
Suerte
Suerte zagged to the right, dodging the gunfire. Her body shot towards the body like a rocket towards the old man, attempting to swoop up the body as she shot passed it. Meanwhile, the bullets bounced off a helicopter that happened to be flying through the sky, shooting down towards the assassin, threatening to hit him from the back.
Kotomine_Rin:
A-702
The rain just kept blowing harder and harder. It was getting impossible to see at this point.
His spine tingled with pure, unadulterated fear. No, the feeling was growing even more intense. "It's the Assassin. One of the four missing link class members of our organization. Among them, only two don't use any enhancement whatsoever. They were original members, I think... but we've gotten the most troublesome."
At this point, the spider was looking as wet as someone who just came out of the shower, dripping all over. It took a while for Justice to notice it was sweat.
"Avesta, the War God of deluge. These raindrops are going to get harder and harder until they grind us to dust! No one has ever seen this assassin, but among the four they say he is the most brutal!"
Yes, that must explain the fear in his heart. All of his senses, all of their senses warned of something terrible coming. For a second, they could notice a light advancing through the rain.
"Lucy, I thought you said you'd be the one to drive..." Vega sighed, clearly doing a bad job of hiding his annoyance, if he was even trying at all. And to make matters worse, it was starting to rain like crazy! Such filth, at least the car's roof could protect his expensive clothes from this torment.
"Masteeeer! Are we there yet?"
"Masteeeer! Are we there yet?"
And of course, his maids were starting to get bored. Not that he could blame them. Even he still had nothing to scratch that itch. He wanted to shed something beautiful, to expose himself true! So he trembled, just silently grunting in annoyance.
"Are we there yet Are we there yet Are we there yet Are we there yet Are we there yet Are we there yet Are we there yet Are we there yet-"
Just keep driving Vega. Oh wait, was that a peasant in their way? Ugh, no matter. It was its fault for being in his way. He could barely just see him... a wise man would make sure not to damage his precious car.
"HOLY SHIT ITS A CAR!" The spider yelped as the vehicle was coming full course right at them, ready to crash straight into his poor defenseless inocent body. "Justice, save me!"
Kotomine_Rin:
The Assassin
It was all so fast, yet it all seemed so slow. The man landed, readying another bullet. A bullet shell released on the ground, Suerte's bullets bounced down, threatening to skewer him.
He had already aimed. The bullets just phased through him. All that managed to do was stall for time. Even with a miraculous second chance, she was wasting it for an old man. Fighting him passively was the worst mistake she could have done.
The other being accepting this mission.
Click.
The next blast's target was much simpler. He'd just blow that dead man to bits.
yinsukin:
Suerte
Thinking quickly, Suerte slid her hand into her pocket, pulling out the syringe. That familiar cog grinding noise filled the air and Suerte aimed both guns at the man. She fired another set of vaccum bullets, the kind that would rip him apart with sheer force if they passed his torso.
Damn it!
The cowgirl dove leg first, sliding across the concrete and grabbing the lifeless body of the father in one hand. The blast struck the ground next to her. Acting on nothing but instinct, she pressed the syringe into the man's arm, hoping this would be the ingredient to save him.
YOLF:
Justice
Punishment shook its head in impatience, and the small live secured in his arms shivered, but the story didn't sound like much to Justice. Anyone who fell prey to such a power was no better than a frog that slowly boiled to death over the care of a flame. But if assassins came from the spider's own organization, then the rider's group weren't much better than the frog right then. No, worse, the entire task might have turned into a lie without them realizing, and perhaps their guide was why the enemy had known where exactly where they had been, and where they were now. But one crapsack at a time.
"They must not know not to stand on fire." He tugged on Punishment's reins, allowing the steed to start into a run, when the shape of a speeding vehicle and the spider's untoward screech interrupted them.
With a crack of the rusty bands, steed and passengers flew over the incoming mass. The road cracked under the beast's hooves, treading a path where the tires had stained the side of the road. Justice kept going on the opposite direction of the car and yelled over his shoulder.
"Cover your heads, asphalt trashers!"
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