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08-07-2006, 02:32 AM
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Ooc: About time! I feared this RP had just keeled over. I found it hard to post, since my last one painted me into a corner, and I needed Rich or someone else to attack the NSSU station Rackleg was in. Oh well, I'll see what I can do.

IC: Rackleg waited, the worst part of any shootout. After the actual shootout, of course. He did not like the way his first day in Nolybab was playing out.
An NSSU slig came out from the back and stopped dead in his tracks at the sight of Rackleg. Could you have seen its eyes through its mask, they darted from Rackleg, to the primed semi auto in his paws, to the Rackleg again, then to the outlaws in the cells, back to Rackleg, before finally settling on his weapon. The slig panicked and jumped to a wild conclusion, and brought up his own weapon, an oversized Blitzpacker, and aimed it at the Bounty Hunter. Rackleg knew better than to remain in the sights of one of these babies for long, he ducked and leaped to the side as high-speed SoulStorm cans crushed themselves into the floor where he had just stood. They ricocheted off of the cell bars, with much protesting from their inhabitants. Rackleg had no desire to kill this slig- they were supposed to be allies, and they would have to work together to repel the imminant mafia assault Rackleg knew they would face. Then again, he had just murdered a guy in cold blood, and was now shooting at him. With nowhere to run or find cover, Rackleg aimed at the ceiling and fired off a round. Rackleg liked to call the bullets Ripperdarts, due to their piercing shape. The ceiling cracked, and chunks of concrete and mortar crumbled and fell onto the slig, knocking him to the floor and blinding him with grey dust. Rackleg stepped over to him, relieved that no one was shooting at him anymore, drew out Mr Shocky, his tazer, and thrust it into the slig's neck. Its twitching threw up some dust, but the shock would keep the slig out cold for a while. The next time Rackleg was pitched against some corrupt cops, would not be so merciful.
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