Ignavus : City of Blood

Act 15 : Clearing Out the Rubble

Towering physique added with muscular body tone, that is the dying person’s appearance ahead of the hallway to the gunshop joints of Brathe. Gads Gilmore snivelled before his dead-shaped manner and letting them all out in front the blood-smeared remains. Meanwhile, Shanice shuts herself off and took a seating on the brick-layered surface. Both weapons reside on the cold terrain for the saddened face of the two siblings to arise. Indeed, it makes them vulnerable against any foreseeable threat they might have to brawl against, so John turned himself vigilant and looking towards their surroundings in observant manner.

“How’s the body? I mean, who’s that person is. Don’t get me wrong.”

John straverman tries to cool off their situation and questioning over their sudden calamitous expression. Elisa and Natasha awaited their forefront to react, but no succulent rejoinder against his query in whatsoever form,” Deep condolences for you two.” Muttered the blonde-haired woman towards her fellow combatants at the spearhead of their ranks. Then, Elisa turns her attention towards John’s dumbfounded emotion and laying down a pout before him,”Quit being a jerk, honey. Tell something good for our friends right here.” she rattled.

“Yeah, I’m sorry for your friend’s condition, Shanice, Gads. I’m just curious to his stature before you two.”

The black-haired man relieves an arm onto the chest. Both eyes shine in the heartfelt apology towards the grieving companion of their group. In oppose to his earnest offer, however, the bearded man snarled,”You’re sayin’ sorry? It’s useless now, he’s dead!” Gads Gilmore enraged.

Yet, whimpering sadness coated his wrath in demise. Shanice prompted a consolation rub onto the shoulder for treating distressful condition that he was involved in,”You can’t revive someone with uncontrollable temper, Gads. We can only avenge his death.” Muttered the curly-haired woman towards him at last. She straightens her sorrowful contour and goes back to return on the real world’s nature. To become the leader of their small survivor unit, that is, so her eyes reverted towards the other personnel of the group at once.

“He’s like a brother to us. Name’s Arnest Lidair, a renowned gunsmith and weapon-keeper from our city, but chose to open his shop here at Brathe instead.” She explained. Her eyes could no longer contain the grief anymore, for the curly-haired woman to burst into tears for the second time shortly after.

“I’m so sorry, we shouldn’t show our weakness in this kind of situation. It’s the last time, I promise.”

Elisa embraced Shanice without hesitation. Their leader was nearly fallen on her knees against the stream of blues she endured, all before the blonde-haired woman offered to support Shanice amidst the tumble,”No one was weak by tears, Shanice. We can’t let our human sense to escape from us.”

~beep-beep~

Against the shallow red-tinted signal that came off the surveillance screen, the bearded man hastily rips off his watery-eyed stance and returned to the watchfulness sense he was once belong,”Three bogeys entered our reach. Shall we exterminate them off, Shanice?” He spoke off towards their leader in immediate fashion.

Leering in utmost fury, Shanice retrieves her weapon on the ground,“With pleasure, Gads. We’ll do the hardest murder they could remember.” She murmured slightly whilst reloading her idle weapon at the same time, then looking at the oblivious trio behind her soon after,” You all wanna go with us? I’ll blast them away regardless.”

“We’re here to split the kill, so count me in.” John Straverman laid his own arms up front,”You can stay behind us, Natasha. Cover my wife for me.”

Being referred to by her husband, the blonde-haired woman reverted her eyes towards Natasha Gastano. She was never volunteered into their group ever since their latest gathering under the depth of Junkyard’s tunnel. During their voyage to the bastion and their last encounter against Caedes, Natasha Gastano shuttered herself down and secluded away from their advance. No words muttered to join them by her own will amidst their journey up to this degree anyhow. Therefore, it is common for Elisa to be concerned over her own commitment to the group,” You’re part of us, right?” she asked with a little bit hesitation under her breath.

Natasha Gastano frowned a bit towards the intensive look that suddenly took place,”Why would I betray you all? I was saved down there, there’s no way I think otherwise.” Replied the auburn-haired woman to their doubtful expression afterwards. Before another concerning statement blurted out from their lips, Natasha Gastano speedily fixated her pistol to become ready against forthcoming opponents that come around.

“Yes, I owed a ton to you guys. Sorry for saying it a little late.”

Gads Gilmore nodded towards her austere confession,”Don’t be so fretful about that petty issues, Natasha. You’re welcomed to enter our small unit anytime you wished.” He muttered before going back to their intention forward,”So, it’s time for us to charge. They still busy on searching Arnest’s belongings.”

Shanice went headlong to stand beside the main entrance. She wears her goggles to receive shared information pertaining their forthcoming assault. There are five opponents squandered around each corner of the gun shop. Two of them were separated across the edge with fairly-close-knitted position to the exit door across the opposite side of where they were standing by.

“Could be the three of them were guarding their fellow teammates. It’s five on three, I think.” Shanice muttered,”Can you deploy the drone for us, Gads?”

Without replying towards her notions, Gads Gilmore glances back towards his device for putting several inputs within,” It’s live on your screen, but I’ve got only one shot before it needs to recharge for a day. Choose wisely, okay?”

~zuuu~

Three-dimensional projections has been augmented on the screen inside Shanice’s goggles. In her vision, the two members of their opposing group were thrashing over the stashes that their fellow weapon-seller obtained in years of his service. The other three of them scattered across flanks and around the verge of the main entrance to conceive take-down attempts against any intruders that were treading into their heist unknowingly.

“It’s difficult to say which, but I think that’s the leader.”

Shanice mumbled over the augmented projections, whispering to herself for avoiding receptions from the enemy inside. Gads Gilmore overviewed her perspective throughout the screen alongside his fellow idle units of their squad,” I suppose you’re talking about the far-eastern one, who’s leaning onto the wall?” Gads replied. In their spectator’s view, the person that the bearded man whose figure has mentioned attains only a pistol on his weigh instead of carrying heavy-sized machinery like anyone other than him does.

“Yes, shall I dot him down?”

Rather than replying in conventional manner, the bearded man applies the cue onto her panel simultaneously . It is a red crosshair for their kickstarter in prior to their blitz-mode assault. When Shanice deemed herself ready to engage, it will be connected towards the drone for blasting a shot onto the head of their target at once,” On your marks, sister.” Said the bearded man to follow onwards.

She nudges herself near the wooden door for breaking in. Hands on the handle to push them all at once. Peeking behind, her crew stands close for standing by and eliminate any other threats they could shoot at,” I’ll aim the man near the window. You’ll take the one that is near the two kneeling down bogeys for me.” Tasked the bearded man towards his acccomplice, a man with silenced MP5 in his disposal.

“Yeah, I’ll do it for you. Wanna-“

“Go!”

~bang~

Shanice braced onto the door and shoves her MP5 towards the leader at one time, then going along for the other ones near the window as the man was resting close to his wake. John and Gads raided the remaining combatants guarded the two crouching members of their group alongside their unwary bottoms in one fell swoop.

~ra-ta-ta-ta~

“Die, you insolent bastard!”

Gads Gilmore depleted his magazine towards one person, then continuing on the other objective without utmost care over the amount that the bearded man has carried along. He stops for reloading the weapon and kept its barrel towards the rampaged body of their opponents all the time,” I’ll make your sufferings worthwhile, you damn pest!” He ridiculed for the second time, before then brimming himself with tears afterwards.

“You.... You...”

Shanice stopped him mid-way after the bearded man spent his second magazine onto the wrecked-down remains of the opponents on the floor. His unremitting barrage has brought them into unrecognisable pulp of meat down under,” Your debt was paid dearly, Gads. Their body were worthless to get your wrath controlled.” She muttered into his ear in immediate fashion.

“But-“

Shanice interrupted his reason by the inner palm’s showcase, “You’re wasting your bullets on dead people, that’s that. Stop it and let’s search on any useful supplies for us instead.” She reasoned on his tally over the blood-soaked carcass who were busy on reaping over their raid back before. Against her impending mockery, Gads Gilmore could do nothing but to follow her orders without blurting anymore words in contrary.

Otherwise, John Straverman laid down a refusal for the two women outside who wanted to support them on their search,”No way, Natasha. It’s too rowdy in here for your stomach.” He said in front of the main entrance door. Elisa looks concerned about their problem inside the gun shop, yet unable to compromise with her unwilling husband before them.

Natasha pressured her way into the gun shop, however. Her curiosity swells up after listening over the extensive salvo taken by their companion towards their dead adversaries. She raises up both eyebrows high and trying to take a sneak peak across the shades-covered window,” Ugh, I can’t take a good view from here. What if you stand guard for your wife while I’m helping the leader out?” bargained the auburn-haired woman towards John Straverman at the main entrance.

“You sure? I can’t take the scene so much, for real! I’ll be more than willing to switcheroo with you here.”

John Straverman takes her offer by no further considerations applied to his demeanor. Natasha Gastano entered the gun shop once settled her own ticket before the bouncer who wished to have a good breather and a smoke break outside. When strolling away from the site, John perceives that the corpse of their fellow survivor has been coated with sheets they found somewhere nearby, which incited his amusement at once.

”As expected from my wife. Where did you find it, babe?” He asked. But then, Elisa replied his query by putting her forefinger towards the main entrance instead,”It’s Natasha’s idea, not mine. She brought that white sheet inside her pocket all this time.”

The black-haired man takes aback by her answer. In his thought, such preposition would be Elisa’s commandment for means of respectful attitude before the dead. His mouth slightly gaping towards the truth announced, but still commend them by a nod nonetheless,“Well, it’s one sort of unexpected for me, but I’m down to that.” He speaks in amazement,” I’ve never thought-“

“Whoa, you’ve made them like a fried pig skin, Gads!”

From its excitement, John could tell that was coming from Natasha Gastano. He smiles and let himself shrugged a little before her wife that is also struck in awe,”Not really, I think. She’s as absurd as always. It’s nice knowing her good side, though.”