Day Twenty - Door number three ...

[lies_unspoken]

Who: Invaders & attackers
Where: All the hell over
When: Noon and beyond
Rating: Q
Invasion: Ah, wait, I know this one ...

Status: Open, ongoing
Summary: The DauphinMarians invade to find the items.

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[vamp_cabana_boy]

King nodded to Jaime, jerking his head in that direction before moving to head for the business district. The shops, huh? That was decently vague. But at least he had a decent idea of what he was looking for. His gun was out, and while he felt like he was going to break the damn thing, he knew he wasn't.

Moving cautiously out of habit, he itched for his real gun. But he'd make do; he'd have to.

[ashes_like_sand]

Dragon was leaning against one of the buildings on lookout duty. Oh, she knew she was supposed to be moving and she would - in a minute. Pulling the cigarette from between her lips, she blew out a slow stream of smoke as she waited. She was sure someone was going to be around eventually.

They'd be searching the place, right? And she could see most of the ways into the business district from where she was.

A grin tugged her lips as she pondered. She probably wouldn't shoot right away ... no. She'd play a little first.

[vamp_cabana_boy]

Stowing the ridiculous peashooter, King switched it for his regular gun. Screw tagging them out, if he was going to be confronted, he'd feel ten times better with an actual firearm in his hands. He noted the smoke near the barracks and raised a brow. Trouble brewing? Maybe. Redoubling the grip on his gun, he flattened himself against one of the walls of the building before whipping himself around the corner, gun pointed at whoever or whatever was there.

"Aloha," he quipped with a cocky grin.

[ashes_like_sand]

"Hey," Dragon said as if she were completely unconcerned at having a gun pointed at her. Indeed, she took another drag off her cigarette before stubbing it out on the wall behind her.

Pushing away from the shop she'd been leaning on, she studied the guy in front of her. "Lookin' for something?" she inquired, a grin curving her lips.

[vamp_cabana_boy]

"Yeah," he agreed, "Funny story. I think I misplaced my car keys? You haven't seen a set have you?"

He probably should have been more unnerved that she wasn't, but he'd dealt with his share of psychos who would actually talk to the gun or press it straight to their skin, so he schooled his expression. He didn't lower the gun, either; he wasn't quite that stupid.

[ashes_like_sand]

"Car keys, here?" she shook her head slightly. "No, can't say that I have." Her eyes fell to his weapon and she grinned slightly. She supposed she should be afraid of it - and she was, a little - but she was also of the mind that if he was going to shoot, he'd've done it by now.

She did note, however, that it was a real gun and not one of those toy things they'd been given. Well, well. She made no move to reach for her own, but instead studied him curiously. "Somethin' else I can help you with?"

[vamp_cabana_boy]

"Sure," he agreed, "You can just stay right there? I have a pressing need to go take a piss and if you could just turn around...."

Yeah, all right,t hat was lame and there was no way she was just going to face the wall while he skittered off or something.

His grip shifted slightly on the gun while he wondered if she was human or not. Mostly because if she was he could use the round in the chamber now, but if not, he'd have to change it. Of course, plugging her with the one would give him time to change it anyways, so ... right. Internal debate was over.

[ashes_like_sand]

Dragon laughed softly. "Please," she murmured as she regarded him. Game over already? She supposed it was amusing, or ironic, or something like that, that he didn't have his official weapon out.

She lifted her arm quickly, pulling the trigger before the gun was level; no one had said it had to be a 'kill shot' to tag them out.

Dragon was a little curious, if her shot had hit, what would happen. Would he keel over? Transport back to DauphinMare? Be frozen here?

She supposed she'd find out - if her shot hit.

[vamp_cabana_boy]

Hannibal paused and frowned, looking down at himself. Had she seriously just managed to shoot him in the balls? Unright. He looked back up.

"You sunk my battleship," he accused in a whiny voice before flashing a grin as he faded out of Riverfell.

Damn.

[ashes_like_sand]

"Huh," Dragon murmured as he popped out of existence. "One down, nine to go." She moved away from the shop to wander through the rows between the shops. She wondered if she should feel proud of herself or something, but the victory seemed ... hollow.

Or unfair.

Shrugging to herself, she whistled a little as she ... patrolled.