Why I never trust alleys...

Subject: Why I never trust alleys... Tue Sep 21, 2010 4:48 pm

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---->|Armant was covered in sweat as he entered the alley. He had just gotten out of his second Gymnastics class of that day. He wasnt too sure exactly why Gymnastics other than he thought it would improve his dexterity and after his night with Izuya that wasnt a bad thing at all. He knew though that wasnt enough alone so he had started saving for a gun and vowed to return to the old man and keep his promise to help out. Down the alley in front of him was a few dumpsters turned end to end to they formed a barricade. Looking behind him he noticed that he was in fact the only other person in the alley. Still though he felt uneasy. It was just too suspicious. Like it was a trap of some sort. "but this was the quickest way home" he reassured himself. If he didnt take it he would have to go down another 4 blocks and have to double back once he crossed. He let out a loud sigh and approached the dumpsters. As he got closer an idea filled his head and curious he broke into a ran. About 5 feet from the dumpster he dived at the top of the one on the right. Planting his hands he allowed his momentum to carry his body up into a handstand and then over. as he pulled his hands up and away from the top of the dumpster he twisted at his hips bringing himself to face forward still when he came down on his feet.|<----

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Subject: Re: Why I never trust alleys... Tue Sep 21, 2010 4:50 pm

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---->| He allows himself a second or two to admire his work. "I guess I did learna thing or two today." Theres a cough behind him and he turns to inspect the noise. It belonged to 4 males in all black clothing. Their clothing was similiar to what you might see a gang of bikers wearing. "Hi....?" Armant says as he looks them over suspiciously. "Money." The man closest to him says as he whips out a switch blade. Armant pulls his knife he was hiding in his pocket out. The knife was the flip open kind with the blade a gunmetal grey. The handle was black with a wing design down the side. It was the blade Izuya had given him. "I dont have any money gentlemen and I dont want problems." Armant flips out the blade for dramatic effect as he says this. The tallest and furthest to Armants left lets out a loud chuckle. "Oh please. You think you are some hot shit because you can pull a knife on your muggers." Armant turns to adress him and sees him flashing a gun in his vest pocket. Now a little worried armant checks for an exit. His heart sinks a little bit as he doesnt see any except back over the dumpsters or through them. Hoping to catch them off guard he dives toward the tallest and as his feet come in contact with the ground from the summersualt he pushes up with all his might catching the man on the chin with the top of his head in a headbutt.|<----

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Subject: Re: Why I never trust alleys... Tue Sep 21, 2010 4:53 pm

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---->|Armant grabs a handfull of the mans clothes to keep him from falling backwards. Reaching in to the mans vest he grabs the handgun. Armant pulls it out and turns so the dazed man is between him and the other three who now also have their guns drawn. The man in Armants arms is no longer dazed but is holding still because of his gun which Armant is now holding against his head."I didnt want any problems! Now just let me walk away and you guys can keep your friend here." The man with the switchblade spits at the ground infront of Armant "Kill the basturd. Doesnt matter you're a dead man. Think you can just pull a knife on me?" Armant barely has enough time to register the click before the thug to his right fires. Ducking behind his meatsheild he hears the splat. "what the fuck? You would kill your own?" he asks himself. Backing against the wall he uses all his force to push his captive towards the gunman and dives out to the right from behind the man. As he dives out Armant fires off a few rounds. Theres sparks off teh wall behind the man but he gets lucky with one and it hits his shoulder. Startled the other two start firing. Armant finishes his roll into a run towards the dumpster. Deciding to give it a try he runs up the side of the wall up and over the dumpsters. Touching down on the other side he spins firing another two rounds at the men before throwing himself down behind the dumpster.|<----

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Subject: Re: Why I never trust alleys... Tue Sep 21, 2010 4:54 pm

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---->|"Take your friend and leave." Armant declares. "You shot Thomas you fuckin prick!! Well kill you!!" Armant slides the magizine out of his pistol and checks it. Thank god its an eight round clip not a six. "So that leaves me with what three rounds?" He asks himself. Daring a peek over the dumpster he sees they have retreated behind another dumpster further down. Armant scans the ground for something else to fight with. He grins when he notices that they left Thomas's pistol lying where he had shot him. Armant ducks back behind the dumpster and looks for the end of the alley. Deciding they would probably shoot him in the back if he ran he decides it would be best if he took the war to them. "besides thats all I would need is them tracking me back down." He chides. Armant takes a breath and pokes his head up and bracing himself like the old man taught him he takes aim towards the dumpster and waits for a target. Armant only has to wait another minute or so to be rewarded. one of the men peeks out and fires a round. Armant doesnt duck instead he fires one into the mans knee and the other two in his shoulder holding the gun. Armant ducks back down and tosses the gun aside. "Now what?" he thinks. Looking down he notices the dumpsters have wheels. Armant turns around and starts pushing his forward slowly until he is right beside Thomas's gun.|<----

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Subject: Re: Why I never trust alleys... Tue Sep 21, 2010 4:56 pm

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---->|The whole time the now angry and sole remaining member of the opposition has begun unloading clip after clip at the dumpster. Armant flinches every now and then when a bullet streaks narrowly by. Off to his right he can hear the first mans breathing begin to slow and he mumbling something about his mom. Over the dumpster the man with the switchblade is still firing with all that he has and beside him on the ground the other man is cussing up a storm, yelling something about finding my family and cutting them up while I watch. "Jokes on you my family is dead!" I yell back. "I guess thats why I managed to get so far is growing up without a family made me street tough." he realizes. finally the shots stop. "Cops?" armant asks as he pokes his head up over the top of the dumpster. nope he was out of ammo. The man looks down for the other guys gun. Spotting it he walks forward and bends down for it. Knowing this was his moment Armant ran from behind the dumpster to the wall scraping thomas's gun from the ground on his way by. he makes it to the wall just as the guy bends back up. He opens fire once more. This time with more desperation now that he notices Armant is armed again. AS the first shots wizz by Armant runs up the wall like he did with the dumpster since he was left with no where to go but up.|<----

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Subject: Re: Why I never trust alleys... Tue Sep 21, 2010 4:57 pm

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---->|Bullets send chips of concrete flying through the air about him as he makes his way diagnally up the wall. Armants left foot slips a little so with his right foot he pushes off with a sideways flip. Right as he does this a bullet grazes his free arm. Coming down on the ground from the flip armants legs bout give out and he stumbles a bit. Pushing aside the stinging from the graze Armant takes a second to adjust to his position. "Need more Gymnastics" He jokes with himself as he breaks into a full on charge at the man who has taken a second longer to readjust than Armant. More because he was slightly shocked by the stunt than anything. Still full on sprint Armant Unloads the remaining seven rounds at the man hoping the he would be the winner of this deadly game of chicken. The man having snapped out of it unloaded his whole clip at Armant as well. One of Armants rounds finally clips the mans hand where hes holding the gun and he drops it. Armants gun now empty he throws it into the mans face as he slams his whole weight into the guy. Armant tackles the man to the ground and delivers a couple quick jabs to his face. Standing up Armant scans for Izuyas knife. Armant spots it and retrieves it. leaving the men all lying in the alley groaning he walks to the nearest phone booth. "Operator get some police to the Ally next to Craigs Fish House. Theres something they would find interesting." Armant slams the reciever down and rushes home before the cops can show up.|<----

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