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Post by The Stranger on Aug 28, 2012 12:49:18 GMT -5
The door is locked.
Sam and Natasha feel the door handle jiggled violently.
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Post by The Smith on Aug 28, 2012 13:01:05 GMT -5
"Occupied." Sam cries out, as he continues to dress.
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Post by The Stranger on Aug 28, 2012 13:02:40 GMT -5
Sam got his clothes on and put a hat over his head, as Natasha did the same.
Malcom's phone began ringing loudly.
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Post by The Smith on Aug 28, 2012 14:02:28 GMT -5
Sam slowly opened the window, and then looked at Natasha. He looked back at the door and studied underneath.
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Post by The Stranger on Aug 28, 2012 14:09:18 GMT -5
He could see a shadow beneath the door but nothing else. The banging grew more intense, and Sam seemed clear that the person on the other side meant to come in.
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Post by The Smith on Aug 28, 2012 14:12:19 GMT -5
He grabbed natasha's shoulder and pointed out the window.
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Post by Lord Oswyn Baratheon on Aug 28, 2012 15:33:34 GMT -5
Malcolm ignored the phone call for the moment and switched the revolver to his unaugmented arm. He punched the door as hard as he could with the cybernetic appendage, using its advanced servos, increased strength, and dampeners for one purpose: to knock the door off it's hinges.
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Post by The Stranger on Aug 28, 2012 15:38:51 GMT -5
The arm broke a hole through the door, only to get stuck. Sam could see a large metallic arm flailing around as Malcom struggled to try and yank it free.
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Post by Flex on Aug 28, 2012 16:53:45 GMT -5
"Attack it!" Natasha snarled at Sam, slamming the door open. "You got a weapon?"
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Post by Lord Oswyn Baratheon on Aug 28, 2012 17:28:17 GMT -5
"What the hell did I do to you darlin'?" Malcolm exclaimed, struggling to free his arm. When this proved difficult, he placed the barrel of the revolver against his side of the door at roughly knee level and pulled the trigger.
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Post by The Stranger on Aug 28, 2012 20:01:34 GMT -5
Natasha didn't have time to reflect on why she didn't attack, being the one with the gun. The revolver went off, but firing blind, Malcom missed his target.
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Post by The Smith on Aug 28, 2012 22:31:13 GMT -5
Sam sighed, and dropped Molly through the window before following her out.
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Post by Flex on Aug 29, 2012 20:59:26 GMT -5
With a growl Natasha pushed herself out of the window after Sam and the girl.
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Post by The Stranger on Aug 29, 2012 21:05:32 GMT -5
The girl hit the ground first, and Sam scampered out behind her. Natasha was now halfway through.
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Post by The Smith on Aug 29, 2012 21:13:40 GMT -5
Sam reached back with one hand to pull Natasha through as he scooped up the girl in the other arm.
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