lottawork: (bruh what up)
Nicholas Rush ([personal profile] lottawork) wrote in [community profile] applesaucedream 2015-08-03 03:57 am (UTC)

That was some fairly fucking poor planning on their part, though epinephrine was never historically complementary to tactical thinking.

"I suspect," says Rush, running a hand across the hint of beard on his chin, "that we may require a diversion."

Yes. Good fucking luck to whoever partakes in that maneuver.

He realizes belatedly that there are only two of them, and of the two of them, Asadi is by far the most technologically likely to engineer a working fucking signal, courtesy of her fucking arm.

"Fuck," he announces to no one in particular, and puts his weapon through the front window.

That gets their collective attention.

They hiss in violent, unionized hostility.

"All right, y'fuckin jobbies?" he says cheerfully, stepping over broken glass and into the street. "And good fuckin' luck to ye."

He sprints in the opposite direction.

They follow, a collating herd of slavering, furious, mindless, unintelligent, hungry monsters in search of the very fresh, very fast meat that has just openly taunted them.

Rush hopes Asadi will make it.

Rush hopes he will not die immediately, thus rendering this maneuver utterly pointless.

Rush hopes she will not sacrifice their predesignated plan for the sake of retrieving him from this exceedingly well-reasoned stratagem, doubtless with an ill-advised tactic of her own design -

Ah, fuck.

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