Event: Mission: Missing Children RP
Dec 27, 2007 2:46:57 GMT -7
Post by 👺 Usiel on Dec 27, 2007 2:46:57 GMT -7
For Sachio, the words would emit outwards as he would speak forth into the intercom. "Guys...I got him...I'm on my way back..." the question is, did he really get this person? Or was this some sort of fluke? Was the assassin still alive? Was he indeed dead? As the warrior would pass by the Trauma room B, that is when something would occur. The rain, the water along the sprinklers would continue to seep down drowning the very rooms. Doctors began to move their patients outside.
A few Security guards over the main waiting room, near the hallway of Sachio would notice him walking slowly towards their direction. One would raise his right arm up into the air. "Hey are you alright, what the hell happened three explosions two here, one on the other wing, what the hell is going on," he yelled out in a grudged like voice. As the warrior spoke, the assassin, located somewhere near by, perhaps Terminal B, perhaps the closet where the two doctors first came out, or perhaps where the main hallway was located he performed a few handseals. Behind the young warrior known as Sachio, the water would begin to seep upwards, the water splashing along the ground slowly began taking its own form. Soon it would take the form of the assassin. The way it moved, hopefully it was silent enough for the warrior to not notice the manifestation, the manipulation of the water behind the warrior. "Behind you!!!" the same guard would yell out as the other guard would move closer to the edge of the hallway as he waved people moving towards the exit.
By then hopefully he would notice. If Sachio turned during the guard's words he would meet something coming towards his face, the fist of the warrior directly towards the young warrior's face. To slam within, to knock him back for a few moments as the Clone would push forward. Whether Sachio was hit or not, the warrior would quickly take an equilibrium formation as his left foot would step forward slamming his left foot down against Sachio's right foot to keep him place. Then the warrior would step forward with his right foot slightly keeping his foot perpendicular with his left foot as he would slam his elbow into the solar plexus of Sachio. In one fluent motion he would slam his hand downwards keeping his arm against the Solar Plexus slamming his balled up fist into Sachio's groin. This was done as the right arm was stayed mid level for upwards or lower attacks with the hands as his right foot was ready for any types of kicks along the left foot of Sachio as well. If successful to the groin of Sachio, the warrior would grab hold of Sachio's groin, squeezing as he would push closer to Sachio, staying on his foot so he would not fall, as he would place his arm against the body of Sacio, having the elbow aim upwards, as he would push his arm upwards, still grabbing Sachio's groin, to slam his elbow into the chin of the warrior for a final movement.
Where Miss Rouge was located at within the large gym like room, the young woman would speak out. "So, Why the kids?" she asked out but her speculations were indeed correct. The creature was quiet, it was calm, there was no sound of anything speaking forth except for a low snoring sound as if the creature was breathing through his mouth, giving a little snore. His arms would move down to his sides as he would tilt his head. It was odd to see the creature standing on the left hand side of the wall waiting for the right moment and movement reaching into a back pouch along him. Then that was when she made her turn. As the young Rogue would quickly push forth, body flickering towards the warrior, she would stop making her movement, making her attack. As she began to apply her own technique, creating the kick the warrior stopped the chakra along his feet, the connection along the wall was disconnected. She was not close enough for a one on one battle, but the warrior wanted something anyways.
As the warrior fell, the attack came and went passing by as he sailed towards the ground. During the attack the warrior would quickly hurl what he reached into. It would sail with ease, with quickness as a kunai would slam down in front of the young woman. He was not aiming towards the girl at all, but the wall. As he fell to the ground, his left arm would extend towards the ground as his hand made contact, pushing himself down the warrior would push off hurling himself between two beddings with curtains as he would flip into the room as his hand made a handseal going into the room. As his hand touched the ground, his other hand created another handseal. Creating the handseal the tag would explode forth, creating an explosion that would bring a small chunk of the wall that was near her crumbling down to the ground as the explosion would destroy forth what was in its way.
The young Medic would stare towards her opponent. As she would raise her hand up, to yell at the Guards, there was one guard that somewhat did not listen as he continued to come forth. His right arm was raised up with a large tonfa in his hand to club the warrior from behind. The other guards would slow down their speed as they would wait. One of the guards from the back would notice his friend still moving forward. His eyes widen as he brought his arms up "Wait," he yelled out. It seemed as if time was slowing down, his voice was petruding outwards as if slowing down. The heart beats of the guard was rapid, his tonfa pushed up a littler higher, foot by foot he grew closer and closer to the Member. With one blinding moment the assassin quickly slammed his right arm downwards. Two ridged blades pushed out of the metallic object along his arm as his left hand eased into a back pouch. Pulling out his hand it seemed he was holding nothing, pivoting along his left foot the assassin would turn around as his right arm, the right blade would slam into the left hand side of the guard. The guard would scream out in pain as the tonfa would swing downwards, escaping his hands as the pain of his body being pierced would be to much for the guard. Quickly spitting out blood the world would begin to become fuzzy, but the assasin's movement was not quite done yet. While stabbing with his right his left would seep up and slam an open palm against the guard's forehead pushing the head back to knock the guard even more unbalanced as the right arm would push out of his body with the blades still inside, ripping through the guard's stomach bringing out the blades as his left arm would take hold of the left arm of the guard. The guard would scream out in pain. There was nothing worse then having your insides gouged out. If the guard was not dead yet, he would die soon as the warrior would bring his right arm upwards taking the left arm with his own left arm and pushing the body over his shoulder, hurling the body towards the young Medic.
As the body would fly out, this is when Aikea would notice something along the head of the guard, a piece of paper attached as the assasin would perform one handseal, detonating the very tag, as the head, the upper body would explode forth, with enough force to send the lower half to the young medic, as the walls would be painted by the guard's upper half as smoke would quickly consume visibility away from the member.
A few Security guards over the main waiting room, near the hallway of Sachio would notice him walking slowly towards their direction. One would raise his right arm up into the air. "Hey are you alright, what the hell happened three explosions two here, one on the other wing, what the hell is going on," he yelled out in a grudged like voice. As the warrior spoke, the assassin, located somewhere near by, perhaps Terminal B, perhaps the closet where the two doctors first came out, or perhaps where the main hallway was located he performed a few handseals. Behind the young warrior known as Sachio, the water would begin to seep upwards, the water splashing along the ground slowly began taking its own form. Soon it would take the form of the assassin. The way it moved, hopefully it was silent enough for the warrior to not notice the manifestation, the manipulation of the water behind the warrior. "Behind you!!!" the same guard would yell out as the other guard would move closer to the edge of the hallway as he waved people moving towards the exit.
By then hopefully he would notice. If Sachio turned during the guard's words he would meet something coming towards his face, the fist of the warrior directly towards the young warrior's face. To slam within, to knock him back for a few moments as the Clone would push forward. Whether Sachio was hit or not, the warrior would quickly take an equilibrium formation as his left foot would step forward slamming his left foot down against Sachio's right foot to keep him place. Then the warrior would step forward with his right foot slightly keeping his foot perpendicular with his left foot as he would slam his elbow into the solar plexus of Sachio. In one fluent motion he would slam his hand downwards keeping his arm against the Solar Plexus slamming his balled up fist into Sachio's groin. This was done as the right arm was stayed mid level for upwards or lower attacks with the hands as his right foot was ready for any types of kicks along the left foot of Sachio as well. If successful to the groin of Sachio, the warrior would grab hold of Sachio's groin, squeezing as he would push closer to Sachio, staying on his foot so he would not fall, as he would place his arm against the body of Sacio, having the elbow aim upwards, as he would push his arm upwards, still grabbing Sachio's groin, to slam his elbow into the chin of the warrior for a final movement.
Where Miss Rouge was located at within the large gym like room, the young woman would speak out. "So, Why the kids?" she asked out but her speculations were indeed correct. The creature was quiet, it was calm, there was no sound of anything speaking forth except for a low snoring sound as if the creature was breathing through his mouth, giving a little snore. His arms would move down to his sides as he would tilt his head. It was odd to see the creature standing on the left hand side of the wall waiting for the right moment and movement reaching into a back pouch along him. Then that was when she made her turn. As the young Rogue would quickly push forth, body flickering towards the warrior, she would stop making her movement, making her attack. As she began to apply her own technique, creating the kick the warrior stopped the chakra along his feet, the connection along the wall was disconnected. She was not close enough for a one on one battle, but the warrior wanted something anyways.
As the warrior fell, the attack came and went passing by as he sailed towards the ground. During the attack the warrior would quickly hurl what he reached into. It would sail with ease, with quickness as a kunai would slam down in front of the young woman. He was not aiming towards the girl at all, but the wall. As he fell to the ground, his left arm would extend towards the ground as his hand made contact, pushing himself down the warrior would push off hurling himself between two beddings with curtains as he would flip into the room as his hand made a handseal going into the room. As his hand touched the ground, his other hand created another handseal. Creating the handseal the tag would explode forth, creating an explosion that would bring a small chunk of the wall that was near her crumbling down to the ground as the explosion would destroy forth what was in its way.
The young Medic would stare towards her opponent. As she would raise her hand up, to yell at the Guards, there was one guard that somewhat did not listen as he continued to come forth. His right arm was raised up with a large tonfa in his hand to club the warrior from behind. The other guards would slow down their speed as they would wait. One of the guards from the back would notice his friend still moving forward. His eyes widen as he brought his arms up "Wait," he yelled out. It seemed as if time was slowing down, his voice was petruding outwards as if slowing down. The heart beats of the guard was rapid, his tonfa pushed up a littler higher, foot by foot he grew closer and closer to the Member. With one blinding moment the assassin quickly slammed his right arm downwards. Two ridged blades pushed out of the metallic object along his arm as his left hand eased into a back pouch. Pulling out his hand it seemed he was holding nothing, pivoting along his left foot the assassin would turn around as his right arm, the right blade would slam into the left hand side of the guard. The guard would scream out in pain as the tonfa would swing downwards, escaping his hands as the pain of his body being pierced would be to much for the guard. Quickly spitting out blood the world would begin to become fuzzy, but the assasin's movement was not quite done yet. While stabbing with his right his left would seep up and slam an open palm against the guard's forehead pushing the head back to knock the guard even more unbalanced as the right arm would push out of his body with the blades still inside, ripping through the guard's stomach bringing out the blades as his left arm would take hold of the left arm of the guard. The guard would scream out in pain. There was nothing worse then having your insides gouged out. If the guard was not dead yet, he would die soon as the warrior would bring his right arm upwards taking the left arm with his own left arm and pushing the body over his shoulder, hurling the body towards the young Medic.
As the body would fly out, this is when Aikea would notice something along the head of the guard, a piece of paper attached as the assasin would perform one handseal, detonating the very tag, as the head, the upper body would explode forth, with enough force to send the lower half to the young medic, as the walls would be painted by the guard's upper half as smoke would quickly consume visibility away from the member.