Post by Stefan [GM] on Dec 13, 2010 21:55:19 GMT -7
Looking back now, I should have been patient.
Everything went as plan. The yacht was scoped out, the guards distracted, the targets located. Silently, drones were hovering, waiting for orders. The boat was under the control of the rigger. The troll, put into a fine suit, was ready to tear anything apart, if he needed to. The face did her job perfectly, got the situation under control and was waiting for the signal to take out the entire deck.
Everything was waiting for my move.
I was but a breeze in the background, unseen and ready to strike. Before me, two guards from the atzlan military got ready to join the party upstairs on deck. They looked off duty and ready to pick up some of Asp's girls.
Looking back, I should have used the access ID to disable their weapons, make them eject the clip the second they pull it out of their holsters, but I guess I was over-confident. This was my first real job as shadow runner. Before, I took out gang bosses, business suits in their villas and single, easy to get-to targets. My experience with military was limited, but still, I should have been patient.
I took out the first one with a dart of narcoject. Then I ran up to them, hoping to have the edge of surprise on my side, but the other soldier was trained well, and way faster than any human being should have been. My blade barely scrapped him and he got a shot off. Though I knocked him down, he was still able hit a bullet right into my chest, after dodging my second attempt to pierce him. I guess the dice just didn't roll in my favor.
Then everything turned black.
Somewhere in the distance I could hear more gunfire, heavy footsteps and screaming passengers. Aiming for the light at the very end of this darkness, I was ready to accept my failure. After all the training, after everything I learned, I now missed just one single step, that cost me everything.
But then a sudden rush of adrenalin forced my eyes open. I saw Asp kneeling over me, though my ears were deaf, merely screeching in a high pitch. It was but a blur, but from down here, the bottom of my certain death, she looked like an angel.
After I pulled myself together thanks to the drugs she gave me, I realized that she pulled me into the bedroom of the soldiers. I handed her one of my pistols and thanked her with a nod. There was no time for appreciation, we had to act quick.
Though, thanks to the excellent work of the team, we landed on the coast of Seattle with the children and the suitcase by the break of dawn.
Looking back now, I will have to learn a completely new aspect of self-disciplin, if I want to survive in the shadows as a runner, that has nothing in his favor, and everything to lose.
Everything went as plan. The yacht was scoped out, the guards distracted, the targets located. Silently, drones were hovering, waiting for orders. The boat was under the control of the rigger. The troll, put into a fine suit, was ready to tear anything apart, if he needed to. The face did her job perfectly, got the situation under control and was waiting for the signal to take out the entire deck.
Everything was waiting for my move.
I was but a breeze in the background, unseen and ready to strike. Before me, two guards from the atzlan military got ready to join the party upstairs on deck. They looked off duty and ready to pick up some of Asp's girls.
Looking back, I should have used the access ID to disable their weapons, make them eject the clip the second they pull it out of their holsters, but I guess I was over-confident. This was my first real job as shadow runner. Before, I took out gang bosses, business suits in their villas and single, easy to get-to targets. My experience with military was limited, but still, I should have been patient.
I took out the first one with a dart of narcoject. Then I ran up to them, hoping to have the edge of surprise on my side, but the other soldier was trained well, and way faster than any human being should have been. My blade barely scrapped him and he got a shot off. Though I knocked him down, he was still able hit a bullet right into my chest, after dodging my second attempt to pierce him. I guess the dice just didn't roll in my favor.
Then everything turned black.
Somewhere in the distance I could hear more gunfire, heavy footsteps and screaming passengers. Aiming for the light at the very end of this darkness, I was ready to accept my failure. After all the training, after everything I learned, I now missed just one single step, that cost me everything.
But then a sudden rush of adrenalin forced my eyes open. I saw Asp kneeling over me, though my ears were deaf, merely screeching in a high pitch. It was but a blur, but from down here, the bottom of my certain death, she looked like an angel.
After I pulled myself together thanks to the drugs she gave me, I realized that she pulled me into the bedroom of the soldiers. I handed her one of my pistols and thanked her with a nod. There was no time for appreciation, we had to act quick.
Though, thanks to the excellent work of the team, we landed on the coast of Seattle with the children and the suitcase by the break of dawn.
Looking back now, I will have to learn a completely new aspect of self-disciplin, if I want to survive in the shadows as a runner, that has nothing in his favor, and everything to lose.