A look of dismay crossed the bandit's face as he witnessed the duster wearing intruder casually slide out of the way of what were sure fire hits from his sub-machine gun. It dawned on him in that moment that these intruders to their plan were far more skilled than he, and likely the boss, had thought. As his thoughts collected he watched the force of a man that Alucard was swing past the doorway, darting out of the open window on the eastern wall. The Bandit's eyes followed the wall into the hallway where another window was open, he could view the metallic awning and courtyard. Pressure building he moved to his left, pushing the door inward and ducking inside the frame, behind cover. He could still see into the master suite and would be out of sight to the ghoul like man who had exited onto the awning. ” Boss! BOSS! We got serious trouble! ” He could be heard calling out.
Jonas nodded as Alcuard moved like a specter towards the window, swinging from the upper sill outward onto the copper awning that covered the horseshoe like porch. Alucard was out of sight, and suddenly Jonas felt vulnerable as he had no view of the hallway or the bandit who had attacked Alucard from behind, initiating his sudden movement out the window. ” Listen, I want you to get in that closet and stay quiet. ” He said quietly to the servant woman, pointing to the master suite's closet door just next to them. The servant woman moved fast, sliding into the closet and shutting the door behind her. Jonas let out a sigh of relief as he slid his knife back into his boot and once again freed his second grader from it's holster. He moved silently around the large bed that blocked his position from the only exit. Reaching the wall he nestled tightly against it, then quickly took a peek catching a subtle glimpse of the bandit behind cover, as was he. ” How'd I get myself into this shit. ” He sighed to himself, waiting.
— OOC Talk: TPS is back.
10:33 am April 19, 2015
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Post edited 8:31 pm – April 20, 2015 by griff
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Alucard looked over at Jonas and smiled, “You got involved with me.” Looking to the next small balcony, he stretched his foot and tried to make as little noise as he did so. Hanging on the side of the window, Alucard began to think his next move. The voice from behind was at the door off the hallyway, but that was all. He didn't think there were so many here. Lifting his grader in his right hand and his mist pellet in his left, Alucard show through the first window of the hallways the bandit was in causing all the glass to shatter as he through in the mist pellet, hoping the bandit thought he was going in that way.
OOC: HP: 56/70 TP: 31/70 Weapon: Katar (2) Jackal (8) Grader (4) Actions: Shot grader once and -1 mist pellet, one left. Noete: Red means equiped Map: http://dystopiapro.com/trigunp…..038;hellip;..038;hellip;..enario-iv/
Jonas' ears registered the gunshot and he watched as the hallway quickly filled with mist. The rolling, concealing fog slowly lurched through the doorway into the master suite, soon Jonas would be unable to see. Looking towards the window he gazed across the horseshoe courtyard, seeing no movement in the suite opposite, the two men who had occupied that room somewhere else now. ” Damnit. ” He cursed under his breath as he moved towards the window, quickly leaping though it onto the copper awning that covered the first levels wrapping veranda. ” I guess I'm stuck with you, you crazy son of a bitch. If that's the case I might as well join the god damn party. ” Jonas rambled in passing as he moved swiftly across the awning passing Alucard. Jonas made a B-line for the central window located nearly right above the mansions first floor entrance. He knew the mist would be working its way into the room which the window served, hopefully distracting enough to pull the bandit's attention from any possibility of being flanked. Reach the window he gave up and thought of being careful, he had no time to spare, and with a leap burst through the glass. Splintering shards of clear silica chaotically shattered around his body as Jonas hit the carpeted ground, quickly rolling into position to unload both of his Graders. ” Surprise mother fucker. ” He rattled off as he squeezed both triggers in succession.
Alucard let Jonas pass as he put his grader away and both katars came out of his sleeve then ran across the balcony and went through the window with ease. Locating the bandit immediately, Alucard rushed and stabbed with both katars, a devilish grin on his face. The mist in the room played on Alucard causing the blades to go through a silloutte near him
OOC: HP: 56/70 TP: 29/70 Weapon: Katar (2) Jackal (8) Grader(4) Actions: Noete: Red means equiped Map
The dense mist slowly rolled though the doorway into the library, completely encapsulating the wounded bandit and Alucard who had followed Jonas through the window and moved in for a close strike. The band yelled in pain as the bullet wounds to his legs sent him falling to the floor at Alucard's feet, though now out of sight. ” BOSS! I'm Hit! BOOOSSS! ” The man screamed in agony, feeling the warm carmine blood pulsing from his open wounds. Grasping at his semi-automatic machine gun the bandit squeezed at the trigger, pointing ahead, without any aim, just hoping to hit one of the intruders.
— OOC Talk: Rolls: 2 (hit!), 13, 3, 3, 20.
Random fire hits Tsuna. Location Roll: 39 (torso) ~ stopped piercing by kevlar pads ~ 2 damage
12:00 pm April 22, 2015
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The bullet pounded against his kevlar pads, but didn't break through cause only minor pair that pussed his should back only slightly. He smiled even though it was lost in the mist almost the second it was put on. The wounded man had been too injured to move much so he thrust his two katars where he had last been, feeling the blade slice through meat, “Looks like he doesn't care much for you.”
Jonas sat prone on the floor of the library, his two grader pistols still pointed ahead as Alucard entered the room and with masterful skill proceeded to eviscerate the wounded bandit. Time seamed to slow as the katars stabbed downward into the injured man before being pulled free with a gyser of blood before thrusting forth once more. Jonas was hypnotized by the violence, by the toothy grin on Alucard's face as he carved the man's corpse, what kind of man had he aligned himself with? Before he could answer his own question he felt the concussion of the oaken door behind him literally shattering into splinters. Jonas felt the wood strike him and heard the heavy boots of the man who had physically imploaded the door thud behind him. He turned, his eyes visually processing the sight in front of him. ” Fuck. ” He uttered in reaction. A bull of a man stood in the doorway, a heavy duster cloaking most of his body. His face was rough and grizzled, scared and pitted from a hard life. On his head a worn cowboy had shielded the man's eyes in shadow. In each hand he held sternly an AK-47 which were pointed squarely ahead. Jonas knew without any doubt this was the “boss” the other bandits had routinely spoken of as he and Alucard vanquished them. ” Move you idiot! ” Jonas shouted as he rolled to his feet, towards the north door and the upstairs sitting parlor, removing himself from the line of fire.
— OOC Talk: You don't have enough time to bridge the distance or draw on him before he opens fire.
7:14 pm May 22, 2015
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Alucard's jaw dropped slightly as he saw the man, his katars coming back up on reaction alone. Turning and finding the first covering, Alucard ran, “Ain't gotta tell me twice.” Pulling out his Jackal, Alucard jumped and kicked the back of a chair down, went into a somersault and immediately twisted his body causing his his forward movement to stop short and he hit the ground right behind the chair, “Did he not get the memo? I'm the badass with the duster.” Alucard moved his head to be up against the chair and kept again the floor trying his best to make it harder to hit him.
The raucous roar of the AK-47 rhythmically crashed through the library as the duster clad man who had only been referred to as “The Boss” squeezed and held the trigger of his automatic rifle, it's muzzle pointed in the direction of the arm chair which served cover. Cotton fluff and wood chips chaotically exploded from the high velocity impact creating a haze that hung in the air as the bright sunlight rained through the windows. ” Damon! Hurry your pathetic ass up and get what we came after! ” The Boss yelled behind him though the doorway he had entered, his voice low and grizzled with a commanding air about it, before ducking back through the doorway he had just entered, out of sight.
— OOC Talk: Rolls: 17, 9, 19, 5 (hit), 11 — One shot penetrated the chair and will strike Alucard below the waist for 5 damage unless he dodges.
The rhythmic roar of the AK-47 crashed behind Jonas as he darted into the upper parlor instinctively turning to his right expecting there to be passage into the hallway from which the Boss had entered, his mind having settled on flanking the man as soon as he had started moving. ” Shit. ” He mumbled as he stared at the wallpapered barricade of a wall, it's floral pattern swirling, no doorway in sight. Jonas turned, his view on the stairway leading downwards, his mind flashing back to the foyer below and it's dual staircases. He didn't waste time thinking, diving with a slick roll across the open doorway that led back into the library. He was on his feet quickly and found himself descending the stairs with disregard to what he might find below, his eyes fixated on the the second staircase that ascended, just a short dash across the foyer and then he would be back in the thick of it.
— OOC Talk: —
6:15 pm September 12, 2016
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Alucard's clenched his teeth as he felt a bullet go off his kevlar pads. The pain was minor, but annoying. As the bullets died down, Alucard looked through one of the convnient peep holes in the seat cushion. The gunman was gone, most likely back through the door behind him. Shaking his head in annoyance, Alucard made a dash for the wall near the door Jonas had gone out of and pushed himself against the wall, out of site of the doorway, “We can do this all day, but when it comes down to it, only you have to leave this place. Care to handle this as someone called boss.” Alucard had a feeling the guy wouldn't go for it, but anything to keep his attention on him and not Jonas
OOC: HP: 54/70 TP: 29/70 Weapon: Katar (2) Jackal (8) Grader(4) Actions: Note: Red means equiped Map
The Boss listened intently from his hiding spot behind the doorframe, closely counting the footsteps and sound of movement from the library. ” Ha! ” The Boss bellowed from his cover behind the door frame. ” I'll give you this, you've definitely thrown a wrench in my plans, but don't think for a minute that I'll be a pushover like my useless goons! ” He shouted from cover as he released his left hand from the AK-47's stock, reaching into his leather duster jacket pocket and retrieving a small metal orb. The grizzled man lifted the object to his mouth, clasping his maw around the lone metal ring which protruded from the object, pulling away with his hand as he did so. Taking a step he lightly rolled the grenade into the room before rushing past the open doorway towards the stairs leading downward.
— OOC Talk: The grenade will do 15 damage to Alucard if he doesn't dodge, a 25% reduction due to slight cover from the blast.
The sound of Jonas's boots clicking against the ornate tiled floors of the foyer reverberated though the open room. His chest heaved as he took s series of dept breaths as he reached the foot of the second stairway, the muffled voices of chatter dancing down them before the massive blast shook the structure. Jonas knew what it was instantly and as he placed his foot on the first step he caught sight of movement at the top of the stairs. ” Just my fucking luck. ” He muttered to himself as he leaped to the left, sliding across the tiled floor as both hands ejected the spent clips from his dual graders and in a whirlwind of motion he moved swiftly to his belt where his two replacement clips where waiting. ” A little help?! ” He found himself yelling, knowing that The Boss had the drop on him.
— OOC Talk: reloaded both graders.
4:30 am September 14, 2016
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Post edited 11:47 am – September 14, 2016 by griff
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Hearing a loud thud, Alucard looked over to see a grenade. His feet moved on instinct and he dove back into the room beside him. The blast rocked the house and Alucard, but aside from a slight ringing, Alucard was fine. Dusting himself off, Alucard moved to the doorframe and peeked out back towards where he came. “Would love to, but I figured just an arm wouldn't be of much use.” Alucard figured if Jonas was speaking so loudly any surprise he had was gone.
OOC: I just reduced 3 dmg from the below waist due to kevlar from last post. Also, not sure which dodge a grenade falls under. I have level 2 of the physical and level 3 of bullet so the lost level one is what I used. T-7 HP: 51/70 TP: 29/70 Weapon: Katar (2) Jackal (8) Grader(4) Actions: Note: Red means equiped Map
A brief moment of hesitation overtook The Boss as he moved towards the top of the stairway, his eyes drawn to Jonas' movement which had caught him slightly off guard. ” These two might be smarter than I gave them credit for. ” The Boss said to himself under his breath, miming the words with his lips. Standing stoically he heard the sounds of Jonas's graders dropping both clips, the metallic cling of the objects striking the tile floor of the foyer dancing up the stairwell to his ears. He knew that this was not a safe position to hold, the other man was likely still alive and would attempt to flank him, and would likely succeed unless he acted now. ” Damon, unlock the fucking door! ” The Boss shouted back down the hallway before he squeezed the hair-trigger of the AK-47 releasing a burst of fire in Jonas' direction as he backed away past the open doorway to the library towards the right wing of the mansion.
— OOC Talk: Rolls: 12, 16, 9, 9, 7 The Boss moved to CC16 which is just past the door to the library and behind cover.
Jonas flinched as the rifled rounds hurled through the short distance between himself and The Boss' AK-47, embedding in the railing, tiles, and walls directly surrounding Jonas, somehow all missing the mark. Jonas let out a deep breath as The Boss moved out of sight, his mind briefly fixated on the man's eyes which he had caught a quick glace at as the muzzle flare from his rifle illuminated the darkness hid under his dark hat. The man's eyes were like a storm, swirling with anger and hate. For a moment Jonas doubted if they were even human but quickly shook off the notion as he got to his feet, quickly half-ascending the stairs that he had just moments before climbed down, looking into the upper parlor from between the two floors. ” That guy is crazy. He just backed himself into a bedroom, I saw it from across the courtyard a few minutes ago. ” Jonas said as he locked gaze with Alucard, who had moments before dove into the parlor. ” I don't really know how we're suppose to get in there to get him though, not with that kind of fire power in his hands. ” Jonas continued as he momentarily looked back down the stairs, fearful that more goons could still be lurking, though he was almost sure they had gotten all but two.
— OOC Talk: —
7:10 pm September 14, 2016
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Post edited 2:34 am – September 15, 2016 by griff
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Alucard sighed as he adjusted his hat then brought his glasses to the brim of his nose, “If he's backed in a corner with two ways to get at him we just need to rush. Go down towards the stairs and make noise enough for two. Just keep talking to that asshole so I can hear you.” Alucard smiled as he crotched and began heading back to the library, “I'll rushed the hallway, low, come in after, high.” Stay as quiet as he could, Alucard stuck to the walls till he got to where he was pre-grenade and did not bother to look around the corner, just waiting for Jonas' part.
OOC: W-11 HP: 51/70 TP: 29/70 Weapon: Katar (2) Jackal (8) Grader(4) Actions: Note: Red means equiped Map
Jonas nodded as Alucard got back to his feet and moved out of his sight line from the staircase, presumably moving back into the library from which he had previously leaped. ” God damn it. ” Jonas mumbled to himself as he started back down the stairs into the foyer below, knowing that going at him head on would likely end in one if not both of them getting shot. ” Listen BOSS. ” Jonas started in a loud voice which would easily carry upstairs. ” We've taken out your entire squad of goons, except Damon who I saw through the WINDOW earlier ” Jonas continued as he started to climb the second set of stairs, putting special emphasis on the word window, hoping that Alucard would pick up on his suggestion. ” He didn't exactly look like the tough guy type, so the way I figure it it's you against us, and I like our odds. ” Jonas still spoke as he neared the top of the stairway, his eyes focusing on the doorway which lay directly across the hall. Jonas wondered if the door was locked, and knew that even if it was it was his best shot at making a move. In an instant Jonas leapt forward into the long hallway. His eyes had shifted from the doorway ahead of him down the long passage where The Boss stood, his back against the bedroom door, rifle at his shoulder, his eyes already sighting. Jonas had brought both graders in front of him as his twisted his torso to face down the long corridor even though his body was moving forward towards the closed door. Jonas squeezed the triggers, feeling the recoil as the handguns fired round after round. He didn't have time to see if they hit there mark, his head had already turned back towards the closed door which loomed close. Jonas hit the oaken slab full force feeling it splinter and give way from the force of his body sending him tumbling inward, out of harms way for the moment.
Alucard listened intently to Jonas as he tried to place his location based simply off his voice for the two way attack. For a moments the words didn't matter to Alucard, only volume and other smaller factors, but one words stuck out. Window. It was placed in the sentence as if to threaten the Boss, but was also a signal to Alucard. Or at least he hoped so.
Grabbing a mist pellet with his free hand, Alucard reached down into his pocket with his free hand and threw it through the window causing a small hole and break upon hitting the floor just inside. Alucard ran after the pellet and jumped through the window, left shoulder first. The room had already begun to fill with mist. Alucard moved immediately towards the door, gun stretched out, looking for the other bandit and keeping the boss on the other side of the door.
OOC: Deducted the bullet dodge from grenade. HP: 51/70 TP: 24/70 Weapon: Katar (2) Jackal (8) Grader(4) Actions: Note: Red means equiped Map
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