Four shots fired.

[blue_satin_pjs]

[accidental voice post]

[Silence for a few moments, then the sound of a match being struck. Faint footsteps, and a small noise of surprise.]

If someone here, they better show they self right now, yo.

[Another pause.]

Hey...?

What in the whole blessed world is goin'--

...Dragons?

[At about this point, all hell breaks loose

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Action;

[repairedbywebs]

....loud.

Re: Action;

[blue_satin_pjs]

[Something about the size of a pony and about the shape of, oh, a dragon rushes by in a clatter of claws and a rustle of scaly hide, stubby winglets flapping furiously and uselessly. It doesn't seem to be looking where it's going.]

[Another shotgun report echoes from the next alley over.]

Action;

[repairedbywebs]

[stares at it]

[looks up]

Loud.

[she moves towards the noise, turns the corner to face the gun]

Re: Action;

[blue_satin_pjs]

[Surprise, surprise. Four more of the beasts--with tracks in the dirt and dust indicating the a goodly number more of them were here until very recently. The number of smashed crates and bits of scattered debris lying about attest to the violence of their departure. And who seems to have riled up the remaining four?]

[Why, it's Omar. He's backed into a corner by a half-crumbled wall, trying to hold the little dragons off long enough to haul himself over the wall and take off again. There's a large handgun shoved hastily into the waistband of his jeans, and he has a much larger shotgun trained on the beasts. Several of them have bullets lodged in their scales, and one is clearly injured by a blast to the face, but none seem to be on their last legs yet.]

[therippling]

[blue_satin_pjs]

[Two little dragon-like beasts rush by in rapid succession, shrieking in helpless fury. Whatever they're coming from is nearby--just down the alley, perhaps.]

[therippling]

[Now that's a wonderful sound. She moves before she thinks, the Claymore blade out, snicker snack in a sense, the cut of steel is a much more lovely shriek before the fall, a soft clink of metal as her feet hit the floor.]

... Huh.

[She twirls the heavy blade in one hand, walking down the way with a small little smile on her face]

[blue_satin_pjs]

[She'll get there just in time to see another little dragon go flying overhead. It smashes into a nearby wall and thumps to the ground, twitching weakly.]

[Across the small square in which she now stands, Omar and Saya face off against three of the mini-dragons. The former is brandishing a shotgun at them and does not look remotely pleased with the situation.]

(Action)

[ex_janvalent852]

[At Paint it Black, other club job deep in the Underground. Happy to be away from 'Fruitcake Central' aka the City for awhile. Currently on break, checking the Network.]

What the fuck??!!

Re: (Action)

[blue_satin_pjs]

[Not sounding anywhere near as calm and composed as usual.]

Didn't know dragons be nesting down here!

Re: (Action)

[ex_janvalent852]

[Holds back the urge not to slam fist down on PDA]

I fuckin told you there were monsters in the Underground!! Shit, what the fuck did you think I was referrin to, Japanese guys in rubber suits??!!

Re: (Action)

[blue_satin_pjs]

I thought--

[A pause, and then, sounding somewhat pained now:]

How anyone live down here?

[darkest0knight]

Omar? What's going on?

[blue_satin_pjs]

[Another shotgun blast sounds.]

[Sounding about equal parts pained and bewildered:]

Dragons.

[darkest0knight]

...You stirred up some dragons?

[blue_satin_pjs]

...yeah, but I got help, and--

[Pause. A sharp hiss of breath.]

Them things don't quit!

[sketdanchou]

Hey I didn't know we had virtual reality dungeons here! How very Amatsuki!

[blue_satin_pjs]

...huh?

[Totally baffled. Like, crazy moon-language baffled.]

[sketdanchou]

Cool dragons! So is this game?

[h-has no idea they're real. HOPE HE DOESN'T FIND OUT THE HARD WAY]

[blue_satin_pjs]

...

This ain't no game, boy, and you best stay away!