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THE N E S T ([personal profile] onemind) wrote in [community profile] station722016-11-08 04:40 pm

DAY :048 | DO THE CREEP

CHARACTERS: All
WHERE: Concordia, Misc.
WHEN: Day :048 - :050
SUMMARY: Seek and destroy; the hosts follow up on the three suspects identified at Saffit's fundraiser. One of the three eventually leads somewhere significant...
WARNINGS: Will update as necessary.








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unsea: (ᴅᴀʀᴋ.)

one million years dungeon

[personal profile] unsea 2016-12-07 11:40 pm (UTC)(link)
( Move. )

Never trust an old woman, they're wily beyond their years!! Murphy is half-sedated, Bellamy is supporting him - it leaves the Darkling to engage. To the best of his ability, since we all know how this ends up. His mind lances against Bellamy's, demanding he take Murphy and leave via the back door. Try to get to the motorbikes. It's the only route they have now.

He, in turn, seizes hold of Kulap, guiding her between himself (and the Murphamy combo). Good shield. Fleshy shield.
wrackful: (221)

[personal profile] wrackful 2016-12-08 12:07 am (UTC)(link)
Murphy is half ragdoll, limbs and head heavy against Bellamy's side. His eyes keep trying to slide shut, as much as he fights it, as much as adrenaline has started burning in his system. His mind feels like it's skipping. A scattering of tiny pinpoints in the scene unfolding in front of him are dragging at his sluggish attention, demanding, then shuffling and changing before he can focus. Like constellations he can't quite map, doesn't understand the relevancy of.

His head lolls, and when his eyes close again the relief is enough for him to just let it happen.
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[personal profile] deployed 2016-12-08 12:36 am (UTC)(link)
( Stay behind me. )

Because Bellamy is not fucking leaving the Darkling behind. He'd asked the Darkling to come with them. He can't just abandon him here, though actively helping isn't an option right now. Murphy's fading in and out of consciousness. Bellamy hitches him up higher, deliberately jostling him.

( Don't go to sleep. Murphy. Come on. )

This is very, very bad. Bellamy's aware of that even as he half-fall through the back door with Murphy's weight carrying him, stumbling, outside.
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[personal profile] wrackful 2016-12-08 09:21 am (UTC)(link)
Rattled back awake by Bellamy's mental shouting and manhandling, Murphy hooks a foot at Bellamy's ankle, tripping them both down hard onto the dirty concrete of the shop's back lot. The android's shock bolt shoots through the air above them harmlessly, and Murphy flops over, groggily trying to pull himself to his feet towards the android. He's certain that if he could get to it, if he was fast enough before it shot out another of those bolts, he could-- do something. He doesn't know what. It's like a word on the tip of the tongue, there but elusive, out of reach.
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[personal profile] wrackful 2016-12-11 12:55 am (UTC)(link)
The second one doesn't miss. Murphy's too caught on trying to complete the thought he's following to heed the urgent tug to dive out of the way. Luckily - or not - he's managed to get a few steps away from Bellamy, and when the shock bolt drops him, it's just him alone.
unsea: (ᴅᴀʀᴋ.)

[personal profile] unsea 2016-12-11 01:26 am (UTC)(link)
He holds some advantage by holding Kulap. Once Murphy and Bellamy are out the back door, regardless if there's another mech, he quite easily throws the old woman in the direction of the security inside. Hands freed, he brings them together - a thundercrack - and fills the room with darkness. It'll have to do, so that he can get into the alley and kick the door to the shop shut behind him.

He goes for Murphy's unconscious body first. Bellamy had better start shifting his ass.
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[personal profile] deployed 2016-12-11 08:15 pm (UTC)(link)
What the hell, why are the arresting droids cute?

Anyway, Bellamy throws himself back to the pavement to avoid the crackle of bolts. The darkness isn't doing him any favors, but he knows where Murphy is. Technically, Bellamy's closer. He sends a sharp, urgent message to the Darkling: I'll get him. Get on your bike.
unsea: (ᴅᴇʙᴀᴛᴇ.)

[personal profile] unsea 2016-12-12 02:53 am (UTC)(link)
The droids are just doing their best, that's why!! What good robokids.

He can't get to Murphy, with two determined and very persistent security mechs in his way. Bellamy's message, though, incites a white-hot fury in him. Excuse you? Who asked who to play muscle on this venture, again? He weaves past Bellamy and the unconscious Murphy, trying to get a better angle on the mechs. He can't. There's no using the Cut in this alleyway, not without bringing the buildings down on all of them.

Leave him! They want an arrest not a kill. We'll get him after.

He promises this, even if it does sound like cutting his losses. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Neither of them can ride a bike with an unconscious passenger. ( Thank the saints that Shiro taught him how to drive recently!! )
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[personal profile] deployed 2016-12-12 04:04 pm (UTC)(link)
Uh oh.

The first shouted order is a heads up, and gives Bellamy the time to yank off one glove in a panic. He hates using his power. Once had been more than enough, but right now the alternative is going for his gun. They're both bad options, but at least Bellamy can assume people recover from what his touch can do to them.

And then the second officer collides with him like a god damn truck. Bellamy grunts as they topple, and only just manages to find her neck. Just like at Ven Diagram, something in him lights up and the skin of her throat under his hand goes hot. Enjoy the poisoning, officer.
unsea: (ᴅɪsᴛᴏʀᴛ.)

[personal profile] unsea 2016-12-14 10:22 pm (UTC)(link)
WHAT A JAUNTY LITTLE ROBOT!!!

Sadly, the Darkling doesn't share the same affection for the lil' guys as his writer does, and it's a dodge n' weave standoff. One of the bikes is probably fucked up, because he used it as cover and everything. Which gives him just enough time to look up and see Bellamy making contact with the more organic officers. God damn it, Bellamy, now YOU'RE useless and about to make your BROODMATE as well. Way to listen, buddy. Because the feedback from Bellamy's sicknasty poisoning ability is going to hit him - knock him to one knee.

( You saintsforsaken idiot. )

There is absolutely NO tactical move to make, with two bodies down and a miniature (and stylish!) alien SWAT team bearing down. So. Doing the darkness thing again, to fill out the alley with shadow enough - and gonna' peace out on the back of one of the bikes because we're re-enacting Prison Break in a little bit and need to mosey this along.