Re: What Fate had in Store (Duke, Altamira, Sakume)
Johnny sat with his back against the wall, his index and middle fingers rubbing together unconciously as if there was a cigarette there. He really wanted a smoke, but the bastards had taken all his stuff. The good news was that the jacket had pockets even he didn't know about, so surely the supplies were still there. The only problem was how to get to them.
So, this was Zorlo's girl, huh? An interesting couple. One didn't know what fear meant and the other was flooding her cell like a destroyed water main. Christ, it was getting on his nerves. He glanced over to the weeping girl, rolling his eyes, but caught a glimpse of...Cadenza? How the hell...
All four of us need to work together...he'd heard that one before. Probably untrue. If he had his weapons, he could probably do it by himself, powers or not...but he didn't, so it'd be pretty damn hard. Free help was hard to come by, but he could think of quite a few people on the ship who'd be more than happy to help him escape, since that would mean their escape, too.
After the way some of the men had been talking to and looking at the women, it was probably not a good idea to share that plan just yet.
Ignoring Zorlo's plea for aid--pathetic--he sighed and stood up, stretching languidly. "For God's sake, pull yourself together, woman."
Selene didn't stop crying. A questioning look fell upon Zorlo through the haze of tears. "Who's t-that?"
"His gardener," Johnny said sarcastically. "Stop blubbering like a two-year-old and get it together. Zorlo, get her straightened out already. I've got my eternal soul on the line here and you don't see me whining about it. Hey, Cadenza."
She nodded greeting. Johnny didn't wait for a response from the Fencer, but instead trotted forward to the door and glanced around.
"That sounded like the last of the screams, so...yep, here they come. Here's hoping they're as idiotic as I thought."
Johnny leaned against the wall as the guards marched forwards in their ridiculous outfits. They deserved to die just for wearing that trash. Nevertheless, they had guns and he didn't.
"All right, we're gonna open the door now," one said. "Come out and put your hands over your head."
Aw, hell yes. They were as idiotic as he thought. Surely they didn't believe that he needed his powers to do everything?
There was a beeping noise and the energy dissipated. Johnny, being in front, went out first and, as per request, put his hands on his head. He heard a crackle as handcuffs charged with electricity activated and approached his hands...
His elbow snapped back and hit the man square in the nose. He whirled, grabbing the cuffs with one hand and pulling the man's pistol out of its holster with the other. Someone screamed "He's loose, he's loose!"
Yeah, that's right. I'm loose.
The zombie hurled the handcuffs into a second guard's neck; energy burned his throat and he toppled over, dropping his gun to paw at the wounds. A third guard levelled his rifle; Johnny dropped to the ground and scythed the man's legs out from underneath him. As the soldier toppled to the ground, Johnny's right arm snapped up. Sounds reminicsent of Star Wars echoed through the hall as he fired the pistol, sending two bolts of green energy into the final guard's face.
He flipped upright and landed on the floored soldier's neck, crushing the windpipe. The man gurgled and lay still.
The entire spectacle took less than three seconds.
"And that's the way the pros do it," Johnny said, scooping up the keycard and weapons that the men had carried, tossing a rifle to Zorlo. "They probably heard the shots, but if we're lucky they didn't. Either way, definitely a good idea to not stay here. I'd advise we find out where they stashed our stuff first."
He shoved the unconcious soldiers (and corpses, in some cases) into the cell they had just been in, sliding the keycard in to lock it. Grinning, he opened the women's cell.
"Gonna stop crying now, lady?"