Night 41: Recreational Field
[From here]Just as in the hallways inside the building, the field looked completely deserted. von Karma saw not a single person nor creature upon it. Far to the northwest was his destination: an old supply shed that contained items that he would find marginally useful to defend himself -- at least until he could acquire something better. As much
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After much wandering through the unlit corridors with absolutely nothing to kill, they were finally outside. Which he usually hated in his meatbag state, (the germs!) now...
The first thing he noticed was the havoc that had been caused to the grass. Marks that matched those of a four-wheeled vehicle. He had guessed right! Unfortunately, he couldn't see anything, even in infrared. He ventured a little out onto the field itself, scanning the immediate area. There might be heat trails that he could detect, if nothing else...
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She brought her hand up to her katana, ready to draw the blade from across her back if necessary. She did not move beyond the immediate area surrounding the doorway. "What do you see?"
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He flicked his sensors over the three of them. One was all alone, the other two seemed to be traveling together. Lockdown contemplated which ones to go for. He thought about picking off the lone one, but then decided to go with the pair. Perhaps he would get paid extra for getting two at once.
For the third time that night, Lockdown revved his engine, to give fair warning, and then deactivated his stealth-mode and activated his red high-beams. The muscle car sped towards the two humans at an alarming speed. Like before, he went fast enough to only cause injury, and not kill.
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He knew he wouldn't get any favorable response, but he couldn't help opening his mouth. "Greeting: Hello, Lockdown!" His tone was oddly cheerful for one addressing a being who had just nearly run him over.
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She'd already reacted by the time the correlation between car and roommate registered; this wasn't the first time someone had tried to run her down. Pushing the pain out of her mind, the Bride leaped as HK-47 dove out of the way, her feet coming to land on the car's hood from where she stabbed her now drawn sword at the windshield right where the driver would be located and end his life.
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The muscle car slammed on the brakes hard as the female's sword started to come down onto his red-tinted windshield, and quickly transformed into robot mode, his hood becoming his legs, trying to toss her off of him.
He glared at each of them in turn, and growled, "Get back to your cells, humans. This is your first and last warning."
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"Suggestion: I think doing what the Cybertronian bounty hunter says would be the best idea, meatbag..." It didn't mean he wasn't going to keep looking up at Lockdown with... well, a very, very slight fanboy-ish expression, but he was remembering his own actions last night, and didn't really want to lose any of his extremities.
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Beatrix jumped back to the ground, though she stumbled her landing some with the force that thing had added to it. Now what HK-47 had made sense. The Bride stepped back again as she took in the giant robot before her. She'd seen some bizarre things in this place, but to see something like this...
HK-47's words made sense and, although she was already looking the frame over to find the weak points in the joints, the places were a sword could do some damage, she had already decided she did not wish further confrontation. She was too injured to sustain a battle of any length and she'd moved too much already.
"I have no intention of arguing," she said, glancing over at her droid companion. "And do wipe the drool off your face. it's unbecoming of an assassin droid."
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Lockdown reached down towards the young man with his large hand, intending to snatch him up. Perhaps getting up close and personal would show him that the bounty hunter meant business. If the other one caused trouble, Lockdown would just stun her like he had the dark-haired man from earlier. Either that or throw a smoke-bomb at her to confuse her.
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He might have just realized that yes, it was possible for him to become infatuated with someone, but he was still an HK model assassin droid! He had operational standards and a reputation to live up to!
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Beatrix had moved back to the door and opened it, her eyes watching the two inorganics like a hawk. HK-47 better not need help as the Bride was starting to have trouble holding the pain from her aggravating her wounds with her hood-hopping move.
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The female had moved back to the door she and her companion had come through, so Lockdown decided to just leave her be. His job was to make sure no inmates went any further than here and returned to their cells. However, Lockdown did feel some disappointment that she was making it that easy. He lived for the thrill of the hunt, after all. What fun was it if the target just gave up? However, he still had enough sense to know that going against what the employer wished was a bad thing. The only exception to this was if someone offered him a better deal in exchange for double-crossing the first employer ( ... )
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Since the two of them were running away, Lockdown cast his sensors to the other inmates who had since wandered onto the field. Time to focus on either of them. Perhaps that brown-haired one could stand a little discipline.
The bounty hunter gave one last glare to the two retreating humans and said loudly and threateningly, "If you know what's good for you, you'll go back to your cells, and won't wander this area for the rest of the night."
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With a final "Observation: You need to have more fun with your profession!" HK zoomed in through the doors to the Institute.
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