Mall Fight RP: (CLOSED) (FINISHED)

[Saltarius]

I follow the nearest one, silently.

 

[Knife-28]

Knife cycles through the containers, checking the inside of each in turn.

 

[RaNDM G]

One in particular catches your eye.

That's at least a hundred kilos.

 

[Knife-28]

Knife let's out a low whistle, and digs into his jacket for a micro-bug, which he hides in the very back corner of the container. Knife steps out and shuts the container, then searches the remaining few.

 

[RaNDM G]

You cycle through for about three more minutes until you get to something completely different.

This container looks more like a small house. No doubt someone is living up here without a permit. You open the door and step inside.

 

[Knife-28]

Knife stares in awe and struggles with the age old investigator's question. Does he leave the scene and evidence intact, or score himself a few sweet guns. He eventually settles on the former, then tags the armoury and checks how many containers he has left to check.

 

[RaNDM G]

"I think that's far enough."

The pharmacist stands behind you, his Python raised at your back.

"Turn and let me see your face you Muertos prick."

 

[Saltarius]

"WHERE ARE YOU?"

 

[RaNDM G]

"Here."

A man in a blue hockey mask swings at you with a billy club.

 

[Saltarius]

I dodge and fire a round at him.

"Don't run this time."

 

[RaNDM G]

You miss and the round grazes the wall. He cracks you one in the ribs and swings again at your gun arm.

Knife can hear the shots from where he stands.

"Don't think about helping him. He can take care of Rojas himself."

 

[Saltarius]

I drop the gun and grab the club, pulling it away from him and smashing him against the wall.

 

[Knife-28]

Knife sighs, and turns to face the pharmacist. "Now mate, do I look like one of those 'Muertos pricks'? He asks, looking him in the eye.

 

[RaNDM G]

"Frisky little puto, huh?"

He pushes his foot up and kicks you back. The back of your head bounces off the wall.

"No."

He holsters his side arm.

"Knife. You don't recognize me?"

 

[Saltarius]

"Just who the fuck are you?"

I push him into the wall and begin punching him.

 

[RaNDM G]

You bust his nose through his mask.

"The last man you pigs wanted to mess with."

The pharmacist reaches for his neck and tears off the mask.

"It's me. RaN."

 

[Saltarius]

"Pigs? Ha! Buddy, I don't give two shits about the law. I'm only doing this to leave this hellhole."

I hit him again.

 

[RaNDM G]

"Oh, I know who you are! The whole system knows what you've been up to Slick!"

 

[Saltarius]

I kick him in the stomach.

"My name is Salt."

 

[RaNDM G]

He grabs your foot and charges at you, throwing you on your back. He smashes his fist in your face.

"Spades fucking Slick! You pissed off all the wrong people!"