Editing Episode 405: Precipitate, Part Two
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Rina sees the surface underfoot is hard and there are no convenient footprints or impressions to tell her what might have happened in the tunnel once Carter was out of sight of the stadium. However, her nose is telling her something. She smells … not gunpowder, but something very like … sulfur. Now ''that'' could mean quite a few interesting things. She disguises her deep investigatory sniff by pressing into the guard.<br><br> | Rina sees the surface underfoot is hard and there are no convenient footprints or impressions to tell her what might have happened in the tunnel once Carter was out of sight of the stadium. However, her nose is telling her something. She smells … not gunpowder, but something very like … sulfur. Now ''that'' could mean quite a few interesting things. She disguises her deep investigatory sniff by pressing into the guard.<br><br> | ||
| − | '''Rina:''' (throatily) Ahhh, something smells … ''good''. It’s not you now, is it? (rubs on guard, looks at Kiera) D’you smell that? | + | '''Rina:''' (throatily) Ahhh, something smells … ''good''. It’s not you now, is it? (rubs on guard, looks at Kiera) D’you smell that? |
She does. Kiera skips forward into the tunnel, walking backward and waving them forward.<br><br> | She does. Kiera skips forward into the tunnel, walking backward and waving them forward.<br><br> | ||
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Rina pulls the guard’s gun from its holster, chambers a round, and tucks it into her rear waistband. Together she and Kiera drag the guard down a secondary corridor that leads … hell, they’re not sure where it leads, only that it takes them out of sight of the other guys. A quick frisk of the unconscious guard turns up pepper spray and a walkie talkie.<br><br> | Rina pulls the guard’s gun from its holster, chambers a round, and tucks it into her rear waistband. Together she and Kiera drag the guard down a secondary corridor that leads … hell, they’re not sure where it leads, only that it takes them out of sight of the other guys. A quick frisk of the unconscious guard turns up pepper spray and a walkie talkie.<br><br> | ||
| − | + | ''Rina:'' You take the walkie. You’re the faster talker. I’ll take the pepper spray.<br><br> | |
Rina finds zip ties on the man next and the women divvy them up. Kiera quickly finds the channel the other guards are on and sets it so she can keep apprised of developments. She helps Rina drag the guard into the mens room. As they do that, Kiera tells Rina what she saw: three men, PDF suits that don’t fit, Mike hauled into the van. She and Rina get out there just in time to see the van peeling out across the scrub outside the stadium, leaving a plume of dust from its exhaust.<br><br> | Rina finds zip ties on the man next and the women divvy them up. Kiera quickly finds the channel the other guards are on and sets it so she can keep apprised of developments. She helps Rina drag the guard into the mens room. As they do that, Kiera tells Rina what she saw: three men, PDF suits that don’t fit, Mike hauled into the van. She and Rina get out there just in time to see the van peeling out across the scrub outside the stadium, leaving a plume of dust from its exhaust.<br><br> | ||
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Kiera jumps on first. She lands like a cat. Rina jumps and nearly misses, managing to kick herself up onto the van after some effort (and a flashback to an incident in the war). They are joined by an occupant from the van—it’s Johannes Volker III. Rina asks if he’s part of the rescue mission.<br><br> | Kiera jumps on first. She lands like a cat. Rina jumps and nearly misses, managing to kick herself up onto the van after some effort (and a flashback to an incident in the war). They are joined by an occupant from the van—it’s Johannes Volker III. Rina asks if he’s part of the rescue mission.<br><br> | ||
| − | + | Volker: Oh, wait. You look familiar.<br> | |
| − | + | Rina: My boyfriend’s in the truck. (points through the roof of the van) ''That’s my guy''.<br> | |
| − | + | Volker: Sorry.<br> | |
| − | + | Rina: Well, what are you doing with him?<br> | |
| − | + | Volker: I don’t know. But you’re gonna have to get off. Or I’ll just take you off.<br> | |
| − | + | Rina: Don’t make me hurt you, man.<br><br> | |
Volker has something like a flashlight in his hand and he pushes a button on it with his thumb. It extends a retractable blade about two feet long. Obviously it’s no flashlight. Rina’s gun is in her rear waistband but the van is weaving too much for her to draw it—she needs both hands on the van to avoid falling off. Volker is a little better at the balancing act and actually has a hand free. That’s all the advantage he needs to skewer Rina and Kiera and send them over the side.<br><br> | Volker has something like a flashlight in his hand and he pushes a button on it with his thumb. It extends a retractable blade about two feet long. Obviously it’s no flashlight. Rina’s gun is in her rear waistband but the van is weaving too much for her to draw it—she needs both hands on the van to avoid falling off. Volker is a little better at the balancing act and actually has a hand free. That’s all the advantage he needs to skewer Rina and Kiera and send them over the side.<br><br> | ||
