A House Divided [Part 2]

[cityship]

[Instructions: Here.]The fighting begins in earnest, as bystanders get dragged in, have to duck out of the way, or join in to help out, but with more people entering the fray, there's even more chaos

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[daaayum]

"Sorry about this, Chief," says Leela, diving in and trying to kick his gun away.

[ravaged_rose]

"I'm not really sorry myself though." Rose quips, stepping in to try to pin him down.

[doesnt_afraid]

"Be sorrier when you learn to hit me!" he answers Leela, jerking the weapon to him reflexively to avoid being disarmed even as he twists to try and break Rose's grip. They're too close, he needs more room to maneuver.

At least a podsuit doesn't have as many grapple points as his armor. That makes it much easier.

[daaayum]

They don't give him room. At all. That's why there's two of 'em. Big guy, fast reflexes, pretty fast for his size, but they're both extremely agile precogs. They gives them quite a bit of speed.

"Like this?" she asks, aiming a kick for his solar plexus.

Bystanders

[kaya_waterwave]

And Katara, who was planning to make a decision to fight, found that she would be a bit busy first. The water was easy enough to take care of: she'd lifted it effortlessly, and was starting to move it toward the debris, hoping to move it out of harms way. Katara waterformed octopus right now, flinging the arms out to either push people out of the way or intercept falling concrete chunks from the buildings. It wasn't as easy as it looked, but Katara had a sharp eye.

All the while, she was evaluating the Security team.

Carol was there, and Katara felt a painful pang. She wouldn't engage her: she was a friend, and even so, she'd lose easily. Chief was getting attacked, by that woman Leela she'd met awhile ago. They might have a chance. She saw others she knew too: Kirk, for instance, and Leon and several others she recognized. They were pretty strong, but they relied on their weapons too.

She was almost certain she felt the presence of someone familiar too. Danny maybe? That would be difficult: she was actually fond of the ghost boy.

Re: Bystanders

[halfa_hero]

Danny hadn't quite gotten involved yet. Unless it looked liked the Security team really needed help, or a bystander was going to get hurt, he wasn't going to give away his advantage.

Re: Bystanders

[theregularguy]

Sokka stood away from Katara, mainly because he didn't want to be accidentally hit by a flailing water tentacle. This was not good. The people who were carrying the Yeerk or whatever and those who wanted to kill it had dissolved into a general melee and all Sokka could do was watch. He didn't want to be involved either way since he had no idea what it was really all about. But as it was...he'd rather err on the side of caution and not kill anyone before he had the full story.

Re: Bystanders

[grayaura]

Mai sighed. There'd been nothing else to do, so she'd come down to see this whole... thing... going on. She wasn't about to get involved (why bother?), but she had a feeling that Katara or Sokka might. That's how they were. At least Zuko wasn't getting himself mixed up in this. She drifted over to Katara, being careful to stay away from the octopus arms, "...you know, this really isn't our fight."

[runnerwithagun]

Worf was about to take the shot when Ronon acted and gave away his true identity. He quickly stepped up to Worf, breaking formation, and shoved Worf's arm into the air so that his phaser pointed away from Sam and a shot was fired into the sky.

Taking advantage of the the short confusion, Ronon disarmed Worf and threw a punch at his face in an effort to separate them from the rest of the Security escort. The less people in the picture, the better for the conspirators.

[sonof_mogh]

Worf was, sadly for him, taken completely by surprise. Ronon was a double agent, that much was clear. And Worf had little love for that sort of underhanded trickery. He tried to get his phaser into position for a shot, cursed as it went spinning off along the pavement. No time for this, he had to get control of the situation back.

The Klingon ducked to one side as Ronon threw his punch, then rammed his riot shield towards the other's gut, following with blow with his free hand aimed at Ronon's head.

Ronon vs Worf

[runnerwithagun]

Ronon was caught in his momentum and couldn't stop himself in time as the Klingon dodged his punch, so he braced himself for the hit with the shield. It was a hard hit but it only got him all the more fired up, feeding off the pain to fuel his rage which in turn fueled his fight. He quickly recovered and blocked the blow coming for his head. The two exchanged blows, each attack being blocked by the other in quick succession.

They managed to brake away from one another and Ronon began to circle Worf, studying him and planning his next move. He had to get that riot shield off him. Suddenly, Ronon pulled out his sword, twirled it once as he stepped up towards Worf again, jumped as high as he could air and lunged at Worf while still in the air.

Re: Ronon vs Worf

[sonof_mogh]

A blade! And this man was strong, as strong as a Klingon, maybe. So it would come down to skill and luck, like all fights between equally matched opponents. He threw the shield up in a desperate block and rocked backwards as the blade buried itself in the heavy plastic. Worf took his chance, twisting the shield to the side and tossing it away, blade and protective gear skittering away. Now it was down to the fight. Worf wouldn't use his mek'leth, not while there was a chance to keep the fight non-lethal. He had his orders, after all.

Worf didn't pause, instead snapping a fist out drive a bow towards Ronon's midsection, his other hand held in a ready guard position.

[governmentninja]

The situation was spiraling out of control, and fast. He was afraid this would happen.

But that may be the difference between himself and them. He didn't decide things because of his fears, he did what was right despite having them.

Regardless, he still had Schmuz, and he still had to deliver his prisoner to his new jail. That meant he couldn't afford to stay in the middle of a fire fight. He ordered his team, those who were still loyal, to cover him as best they could while he broke off and ran towards the Hub.

[inthetimebefore]

The arrow, with a tiny sprig of mistletoe tied to it for some reason, comes shooting out of seemingly nowhere. It may or may not hit Leon, but it's a crack shot, and the projectile packs much more of a punch than it really technically should be able to.

One would have to look up to see the cause. A strange red-haired main in simple archaic-looking clothes and a cloak is perched at the edge of a building. He laughs, sending another three arrows Leon's way, one after the other. One misses broadly, knocking the tail off a bronze statue of a lion sitting there as part of a building's decoration, but the other two are rather closer -

[governmentninja]

By the time he heard the tell-tale 'fft' of the first arrow coming through the air, it was already too close for him to dodge it completely. He twisted around at the last second, but arrow still sliced into part of his upper arm as it whizzed by, leaving him with a gash.

The other arrows he saw coming, and managed to duck out of the way completely. He ducked behind a building for a bit of cover.

«We have a sniper on the roof! Sniper on the roof!»

Who the hell was it that was even shooting at him?

It didn't really matter, though. Leon leaned back out and started returning fire with his handgun.

[captain_jtk]

Kirk was still trotting towards the swirling melee of security team members and conspirators when he heard Leon's call. Instantly he was scanning the skyline, trying to find the shooter. For a moment, he couldn't find anything. There was too much going on, too many people - and then he spots a flash of red - movement. A man in strange clothes, with a bow.

Kirk dropped to one knee, bracing his right arm with his left. He carefully sighted down the barrel of his phaser pistol and squeezed the trigger, sending a lance of energy towards the mysterious bowman. Of course, the worst it will do to him, should it hit is stun the man.

[worm_dancer]

Sheeana smelled it before she saw it. Water, clean, treasure that her Fremen instincts told her to run towards. There was a girl about a year younger than her manipulating it somehow, forming great psuedo-sentient shapes.

Which meant...She backed away from the fighting and keyed up her ominicomm, entered Arha and Ghanima's signatures..

< < Protect the makers. > >

[ladyofthesands]

Arha crouched, a hiss gathering at the back of her throat as her senses picked up the prickle that meant fresh water was near. It would kill the worms and it made her stomach roil to think of it. The ominicomm activated a second after the realization hit her.

<< They will be protected, >> she responded, the quick movements she made sharp and cutting as she quickly moved the makers from any water danger they might encounter. Shai-Hulud would have her water if it was necessary.