"Thieves? Ha lately all its been is thieves." Lark though to
himself. He looked ahead and saw the lights of a city. First on his
agenda was finding where that damn pirate was staying. Lark's boss
wasn't happy about all the shipments that have been
disappearing. "What was that pirates name again....?" Lark asked
himself. Shruggin it off he continued on until he reached the
outskirts of the city. The first person Lark would meet just
happened to be missing a knee cap. Smiling he walked up and grabbed
the man by the throat.
"Where is the pirate!?" Lark asked in a calm
voice. Rankor stuttered "Wh-wh-what pirate?"
Lark slowly started to
squeeze tighter and tighter.
"As i said before. Where is the
pirate?" Tears started to stream down Rankors face as it became
harder and harder to breathe.
"I DONT KNOW ABOUT ANY PIRATE. I ONLY
KNOW ABOUT A FEW STUPID KIDS ACTING LIKE THIEVES!"
Lark loosened his
grip a bit and thought to himself "hmm I heard Duran's bunch were
old men. He may try to contact this filth looking for recruits."
He
smiled inside his visor and said "Ill let you go, if you can tell me
where these thieves are."
"I-I-I dont know where they are."
The
smile on Larks face vanished as soon as the last word was muttered
from the fat mans face. He reached back and with his gloved hand hit
Rankor across the face shattereing his jaw.
[mod:I think we should keep a running total of how often Rankor gets hurt, four times so far.]
He wiped the blood of
his hand and continued on.
Lark kept walking until he saw a sort of
Inn ahead of him. As he was passing by he saw a man stumble out of
the bar with a woman barely holding him up. He looked at the man for
a moment and noticed the gold star that branded him as a pirate with
Duran. His smile returned to him as he walked up the man and without
even blinking broke his neck. The woman screemed and started running
off and Lark let her go. He didnt feel much like chasing her and
anyways his target layed within. He picked up his Vindicator and
locked the chain of bullets into place. He walked into the building
and unloaded. Bullets started spraying everything bringing down
whoever was unlucky enough to be caught in the rain of lead. Lark
didnt care who or what got between him and Duran. All he knew was he
had a target. When the gun ran dry Lark strapped it on his back and
started to search the bodies.
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Thomas:
Thomas awoke to the sound of gunfire and screaming. He didnt know
what was going on but he knew he had to get out. He looked around
and noticed the window. Looking down he noticed a small mountain of
crates below the window. He knocked out the window and jumped.
Landing with a crash he jumped up cradling his arm which was either
broken or at least very close to being broken. He started running
but as he was about to lose sight of the Inn he looked back to see
if any of his gang had made it. All he saw a was a bullet filled
building and a river of blood. He continued running until he hit the
warhouse district. Looking around he recognized where he was and
when he hit the certain building he started pounding as hard as he
could. That was the last thing he remembered before he passed out
infront of the door.
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