08-17-2013, 02:54 PM
Once upon a time the world had been such a simple place. The worst he had to worry about was crossing paths with a CCD black-ops team, or being burned by those who pulled the strings back home. Being the trigger man was always a dangerous thing, especially when politicians changed office, wanted to ruin each other's careers, or to make themselves look good. Bloody hell he hated politicians.
So there he was staring at a big...charcoal blob...? with arms, maybe? Cracks and splits in it's hide seemed to reveal molten lava or something underneath. Those parts of his mind that might bother to question the reality of the situation clicked off; the same part of his mind that clicked off when he had to do things others might deem terrible. He hadn't the advantage of upbringing that Rune and Aria had; he had only come to know of the existence of monsters and spirits a little over a year ago, after all. These things were all sorts of impossible.
Considering the tone and seriousness in Rune's voice, he had to assume she was, as it looked to him, in over her head. Just where the hell had this thing come from anyway? Was it related to the Rougarou in some way, or was this just a whole lot of bad luck on their part? Well, either way, if she wanted the Freon, so be it.
He slung his SMG and stepped up to the heavy freezer, grabbing hold of it and tugging it out from the wall then onto it's front with a loud slam. The grate over the compressor was easily pried off with one good yank, then he grabbed the flimsy metal pipe that circulated the compression-cooled Freon gas through the system. It took a few precious moments to wrench some of the pipe free, working a few bends out of it to give him some reach, then out came the particularly large knife strapped alongside his pistol.
One quick chop and he sliced the thin metal pipe open, then leveled it towards the Bannik as the freezing cold gas billowed forth. With the freezer still running, the compressor-cooled gas was shot forth with some force, and he grabbed the freezer and dragged it further from the wall as the gas washed over the Bannik with pleasantly visible effect. Certainly more then he had been expecting.
So there he was staring at a big...charcoal blob...? with arms, maybe? Cracks and splits in it's hide seemed to reveal molten lava or something underneath. Those parts of his mind that might bother to question the reality of the situation clicked off; the same part of his mind that clicked off when he had to do things others might deem terrible. He hadn't the advantage of upbringing that Rune and Aria had; he had only come to know of the existence of monsters and spirits a little over a year ago, after all. These things were all sorts of impossible.
Considering the tone and seriousness in Rune's voice, he had to assume she was, as it looked to him, in over her head. Just where the hell had this thing come from anyway? Was it related to the Rougarou in some way, or was this just a whole lot of bad luck on their part? Well, either way, if she wanted the Freon, so be it.
He slung his SMG and stepped up to the heavy freezer, grabbing hold of it and tugging it out from the wall then onto it's front with a loud slam. The grate over the compressor was easily pried off with one good yank, then he grabbed the flimsy metal pipe that circulated the compression-cooled Freon gas through the system. It took a few precious moments to wrench some of the pipe free, working a few bends out of it to give him some reach, then out came the particularly large knife strapped alongside his pistol.
One quick chop and he sliced the thin metal pipe open, then leveled it towards the Bannik as the freezing cold gas billowed forth. With the freezer still running, the compressor-cooled gas was shot forth with some force, and he grabbed the freezer and dragged it further from the wall as the gas washed over the Bannik with pleasantly visible effect. Certainly more then he had been expecting.