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thisavrou_log2016-05-01 09:04 pm
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Entry tags:
- *event,
- all about j: j,
- danger days killjoys: the girl,
- death note: l (crau),
- mass effect: clone shepard,
- mcu: wanda maximoff,
- metal gear: kazuhira miller,
- mushishi: ginko,
- npc | ben,
- npc | thán,
- red vs blue: agent texas,
- star wars: luke skywalker,
- star wars: rey,
- tron: rinzler (crau),
- undertale: frisk,
- undertale: mettaton,
- x-men movies: peter maximoff
( may event log )
Who: Everyone
When: May 1st and on
Where: The Moira + Amissis-Re
What: The crew finds themselves visiting the very barren planet of Amissis-Re.
Warnings:None, but please label your content!
When: May 1st and on
Where: The Moira + Amissis-Re
What: The crew finds themselves visiting the very barren planet of Amissis-Re.
Warnings:None, but please label your content!
E V E N T L O G |
"the trees rustle in the evening when we stand uneasy before our own thoughts."
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He checks his sniper rifle as he talks, plenty of ammo, good. And just to cover all contingencies, he checks his laser pistol as well, in case the rifle jams or he needs something for close quarters. The pistol's now painted purple with bits of blue and decorated with copious sequins, having been turned into the Girl's art project one afternoon.
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"O-Oh, oh my god, that's...adorable." She has no idea if he's done it himself or if someone else has, but the idea of Deacon in all of his spying and pseudo-seriousness-in-sarcasm carrying a sequined laser pistol into the heat of battle against monsters is too much. Ava suppresses her laughter by pressing a hand to her mouth. "Oh man, that's-- That's hilarious."
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Building any kind of reputation at all would undermine his ability to gather intel, but it's a fun fantasy. If he ever comes back the Commonwealth permanently, he may have to retire the gun but for now he likes his pistol. He likes that the Girl enjoyed making it and likes that it made Ava laugh.
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"If I keep laughing, those things are going to hear me." But she's still smiling behind her hand. "Go ahead, I've got your back. Once they start headed your way, I'll take them out as quickly as I can."
no subject
Okay. Right. Back to business. There's still a pack of ferals to deal with. He nods once and gives her a thumbs up and begins trotting towards the building he's chosen as his temporary sniper nest.
no subject
Carefully, she checks her ammunition and pulls the gun out, taking careful aim at the first ghoul she can see. Then, all she needs to do is wait for Deacon to begin shooting.
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The shot, when it comes, rings out loudly in the night. One ghoul, dressed in rags, drops to the ground, its head a mess. The others are alerted, running, searching for the source of the gunfire. He has maybe one more shot before they figure out which direction he's hiding. They're moving too quickly to get a good bead on one through his scope at this distance, so his second shot only wings one on the shoulder. That's one less functioning arm to claw them with, but that's not good enough. He sets up another shot while the swarm of ghouls start running his way.
Shit, there's more of them than he thought.
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Ava climbs up onto the hood of the car, crouching so she can get off another shot, this time landing a blow in the head of the one Deacon has already injured. A fourth shot nabs one in the chest as it turns to look at her, a few realizing that there's a second source of noise. There's still quite a few, frenzied with hunger and rage, that seem set on trying to get up to Deacon, something she'd like to avoid. She shoots again, forcing one to stumble and hit the ground, hopefully buying the both of them time to line up their next shots.