Just_Ice
2011-04-22, 11:03 PM
An empty night street. Until recently it was only lit by the flickering of a street lamp against the grey stone wall, but now the flames of a vehicle fire illuminates the surroundings as it never could.
Four balaclava-wearing men drag themselves from a crashed van, lucky to be alive. Judging that the injuries are surprisingly slight, the group determines they'd ought to at least try to run out of sight to the back of a nearby apartment building.
No sirens yet call out, but the four of them ready their weapons in fear nonetheless. Two of the men hold modified assault rifles - the tape binding the pieces together grips it even tighter than these jumpy individuals. The man watching the back is easily the twitchiest, and keeps Gordon B. Ingram's most famous invention at the ready, even holding it with both hands. Lastly, a very calm, large man appears to hold no weapon at all; instead he totes a stainless steel briefcase, held shut by a flimsy-looking combination lock.
The back of the building is a parking lot, but gives access to catwalks that lead to the roof. Passing between two tightly parked cars, one of the men in front makes a quick check, then gives the other the go ahead to start climbing the ladder. As he grabs the first rung of the ladder, however...
(OoC: This is where someone makes their entry.)
Four balaclava-wearing men drag themselves from a crashed van, lucky to be alive. Judging that the injuries are surprisingly slight, the group determines they'd ought to at least try to run out of sight to the back of a nearby apartment building.
No sirens yet call out, but the four of them ready their weapons in fear nonetheless. Two of the men hold modified assault rifles - the tape binding the pieces together grips it even tighter than these jumpy individuals. The man watching the back is easily the twitchiest, and keeps Gordon B. Ingram's most famous invention at the ready, even holding it with both hands. Lastly, a very calm, large man appears to hold no weapon at all; instead he totes a stainless steel briefcase, held shut by a flimsy-looking combination lock.
The back of the building is a parking lot, but gives access to catwalks that lead to the roof. Passing between two tightly parked cars, one of the men in front makes a quick check, then gives the other the go ahead to start climbing the ladder. As he grabs the first rung of the ladder, however...
(OoC: This is where someone makes their entry.)