(Just gives Antlers a small nod before getting up and turning to Kotomine.)
And Let Me Guess. Something Unfortunate befell the Rest of your Parish, Probably Involving Death and-slash-or Interdimensional Freaks?
edited 19th Aug '16 10:48:17 PM by MobileLeprechaun
make it through this year if it kills you yet | 2001-2019It's a city, Locus, we pick a direction and drive until we reach an edge, that's how Euclidean geometry works.
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?Honestly, Sam, it's like I've got to think of everything for you. You cannot operate without someone giving you the bluntest possible orders.
I only hope that one of these days you meet a woman who likes giving orders as much as you love getting them, and then I can be the godparent to your ugly little bondage baby and we will all live happily ever fucking after.
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?-watches everyone leave-
I'm afraid so. My church is empty now.
-Valentine- 'This place?' You'll have to be more specific than that... very well. You're in a No-Man's-Land. The borough we find ourselves in now is in a two-way battle between one side of the coin, and another side.
-Antler- I remain out of sentimentality, I suppose. Someone has to water the flowers, after all.
Foxy
-Foxy makes his escape, the clever pirate captain that he is...-
-...?-
-Foxy, that pay phone is ringing.-
Sophie
-Sophie quickly makes her way to the sound of gunfire. The street a few blocks over is a warzone. Sandbags are piled up on the side closest to her - four guys in cheap seventies suits are firing at combatants far across the way. A fifth man is writhing on the ground in pain, clutching a bleeding gut wound.
Zack
-There are two cars, racing down a nearby highway-
-one is a beat-up old junker. a man in a bandanna and wifebeater leans out of the back, firing an AK-47 at the pursuing car.-
-the pursuing car is... decidedly not beat-up. nor is it a cop car. It looks to be a military-grade APC, with sirens hastily bolted on. there is a logo airbrushed on the side of it.-
Misty + Kalmos
-The two of them take a route that leads down an underpass-
-there are about a dozen raggedy-looking people in raggedy-looking clothes, cloistered around a barrel fire-
-they look up in horror at Misty and Kalmos's approach, some murmuring in fear, others dead silent-
Locus and Felix
-The only car there is a burned-out husk-
Planet Rat-O-Lantern
-The three of them see up ahead-
-a man with a knife threatening an old woman-
-who is protectively clutching her purse close to her side-
-frantically shaking her head-
UN JOUR JE SERAI DE RETOUR PRÈS DE TOI

Sorry, kiddo, we only work with the best.
-He presses Locus's suppressed shotgun into his chest-
Yoohoo, Locus? You got your ears on?
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?