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Chapter Five: Retribution
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Andaluza quickly ran to a local person. “Excuse me, sir, can we have your car? We need it for uh…superhero business.” Andaluza quickly jabbed the person, knocking him out. He then lifted it up and slammed it on the ground in front of Faye. “Here’s our new ride!”
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Faye’s eyes widen, “Andaluza! No! That’s not okay!” She checks to make sure the man is alive… “You don’t just knock out a random person on the street like that…”
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Apollo looked at the hovercar. “Not bad. How did you get it? Diplomacy? Knowing you you probably just jabbed the guy and took the car.”
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Andaluza smiled. “Yeah. Forgot to electrocute him. Anyways, enjoy the ride Faye! Ooh! I call top! Apollo, you have to carry the car since I think I broke the engines!”
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The door to the bathroom flew open as Jack was thrown out of it, shouting as he hit a table, smashing it apart. He tried to get up in a drunken daze, raising his fists as the giant lumbering man picked him up by the throat, throwing him again into the table of the bar, sliding across it and landing in the bartending section, landing with a few bottles of alcohol.
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Cy’s ear started to itch from a buzzing there. Her systems turned on with a whir in her chest and her eyes clicked open. She sat up, straining to listen more closely to the crash of glass far off. Listening more closely she could hear nothing she could quite make out clear enough to know if she was actually hearing what sounded to be a bar fight. But a quick glance around the room showed no uproar…Standing up and bending down to the sullied wooden floor she touched the ground to feel the vibrations as the bar was quite large. Yep. The crashing was coming from the men’s room. Trying not to look too suspicious she toed her way over before knocking on the door. “Is everything alright in there?” She really wanted to avoid seeing any human reproductive parts, but if OGA experiment was having physical troubles other than vomiting she should do what she came for; help him.
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Faye puts a hand to her face and glares at Andaluza, “What made you think that it was a good idea to, not only assault the guy, but break the car we were suppose to be using!?”
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Andaluza quickly moved his hands in a motion to calm Faye down. “Hey! Hey…at least we got something, ok? Apollo can fix this, right?”
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Faye growls at him, “That’s not the issue here! There’s a fucking gunslinger on our tail, and you break the car and beat a man unconscious!”
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Apollo let go of the emergency wrench. “I’m no technician! I don’t know what to do!” Apollo looked angrily at the car, his eyes turning white with rage. “You…stupid…vehicle!” <i>The car’s engine spontaneously exploded, knocking the rest of the fuselage against the auto repair shop that was on the other side of the street. </i>”Don’t tell me…”
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Andaluza stared remorsefully at Faye. “Well, in my defense, I say that we can take the gunslinger.”
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Faye puts her hands to her head, trying not to rip her hair out… Ascendii… always Ascendii… She lets out a deep breath, looking at the two. “Alright. What now then?”
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Apollo quickly ran to the auto repair shop and pulled out the clerk. “We ask this technician how we can get around.” Apollo then turned to the technician, flaring his wings on purpose to appear more scary. “Hey! You got us in this mess, you’re gonna fix it, car mangler. Get us a new car, now!”
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The Clerk pulls out a gun and aims it Apollo. “It’s you.” The Clerk is actually another gunslinger.
Andaluza rolled his eyes. “Uh…that would be our cue to run.”
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She looked down at Jack, who appeared to be lying on his back before stumbling up and around like a drunken brute. “I’ll take that as a yes.” She murmured, slamming the somehow still intact door shut and grabbing a nearby bar chair to force up against the handle. That would buy them at least a few second from that thing that was in there. Hopping back she held up her left arm before saying in not only a monotone voice but a feminine robotic one: “Harmonics Activation; Offensive weapon C1.” And upon her command, the computer within her sent the signal to her arm, her hand shifting so quick there was only flashes of silver to be seen before revealing a machete that reached from her hip to her knee
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