Lining Up For The Execution - RP for acesupyersleeve

[chiamo_spitfire]

It started out as a simple mission - to do some recon work for Charles about a prospective new student - when everything went to hell. Haylie'd sworn off missions a long time ago, and after being with Remy for the last four months, she'd gathered the courage to go on a mission again, with him at her side

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[acesupyersleeve]

Totally take by surprise, Remy hits the ground, barely managing to roll with the fall. What de hell?! Seeing the rush of flames, his adrenaline starts pumping and before he can even has time to think, he is acting. Reaching for the closest item at hand, which happens to be a fist sized stone, he is charging up and quickly scanning the area for the source of the flames. In the back of his mind he knows there could only be one source, and he lets the stone fly the minute he spots the spots the familiar blonde, crouched down, using a large tree trunk for cover. Unfortunately, Remy wasn't quite quick enough, he saw the movement just in time, and was able to dodge away without getting hit, the stone landing with a resounding explosion, in the exact spot he was crouched in just a half second ago.

"Merde! fils de pute!"

Quickly regaining his footing, staying low to the ground, he takes stock of the situation, first looking over into the direction of Haylie, to see if she needed help.

[chiamo_spitfire]

Haylie'd dropped to one knee, panting softly at the sudden expulsion of energy she'd had to use to keep from getting fried. She'd lost half of the energy she stored before the counter, which was a risk she took whenever she refused to or couldn't focus her power into the right channel and it took some energy out of her to do that. The edges of her jeans and black halter top were burned and her green eyes began to cloud as she rose to her feet.

"We're not alone, Remy." She said darkly, referring to someone (or someones) other than Pyro in their presence.

[acesupyersleeve]

Slipping his hand into his pocket, his fingers graze the open deck inside, as he scans the area for any other possible attackers, trying to keep one eye on the people that previously had been enjoying a day in the park as they scatter.

"Ya alrigh' amoreuse?"

Keeping as low to the ground as he can to avoid becoming a target again, he creeps over to her.

[chiamo_spitfire]

"I'm fine." She nodded curtly as she scanned the area, locking onto two signals separate from Pyro's and curled her fingers in as she focused a small amount of energy into her hands. "Three of them."

Just then, a large man covered in pelts and fur came flying out of the bushes and - in spite of her quick counter with a sonic blast - knocked her to the ground with a roar.

Before Remy could counter, a thick green goo covered Remy's face and a long green tongue wrapped around his ankle, sending him flying.