They round the corner. He is nowhere in sight. You're in the middle of the business district. Shops with glass storefronts line the street.
IC: "Man. Wish i had put a tracker on him now." *Martin recalls the guy's face in his mind. He assumes Craig's men would probably remember what he looked like as well. He gives each of the men a tracker.* "Split up and look for him however you would go about it. If you see him or think you're in trouble, activate your tracker and radio in." *He waits a few seconds if anyone has a question.*
One of the guys raises a hand. "Can I use the restroom?" The others snicker, and check their gear, ready to move out.
OOC: We've had some intense build-up here, didn't really know what to do with it. I'm getting him within range if you just want to hit him with the weapon instead of trying to get gunfire through moderation.
*does that*
OOC: He wouldn't have done it anyway.
The guy falls at your feet and grapples for your legs. The other guys hear the approaching vehicles, and with a quick switch of seats, drive off in the jeep, abandoning their fellow traitor.
OOC: I was really hoping we wouldn't have to get this topic bloody.
OOC: I'd love to see what happens with a little intervention, presumably Mr. Destructor has it under CONtrol.
OOC: Alrighto, thanks again! I probs would've never gotten back into this without your help. Just read some of the latest posts, and Craig is returning to the Warehouse yea! This'll be the perfect opportunity to get some orders and shoot a gun maybe.
OOC: Yes, great timing. Actually, Alan Grant and a burly bad guy are wrestling just outside and could probs use your help.
IC: "Man. Wish i had put a tracker on him now." *Martin recalls the guy's face in his mind. He assumes Craig's men would probably remember what he looked like as well. He gives each of the men a tracker.* "Split up and look for him however you would go about it. If you see him or think you're in trouble, activate your tracker and radio in." *He waits a few seconds if anyone has a question.*
One of the guys raises a hand. "Can I use the restroom?" The others snicker, and check their gear, ready to move out.
IC: "Well... you'd be wasting time, but go ahead. Start searching after..." *He signals the others to go and walks off. He glances in each of the shops to see if he recognizes any of the people as the man. He also looks around him at the people on the sidewalks and the street.
The guy falls at your feet and grapples for your legs. The other guys hear the approaching vehicles, and with a quick switch of seats, drive off in the jeep, abandoning their fellow traitor.
OOC: I was really hoping we wouldn't have to get this topic bloody.
*falls down on top of him, pinning him to the ground and pulls out raptor claw* If you would be so kind as to let me get out of here...
One of the guys raises a hand. "Can I use the restroom?" The others snicker, and check their gear, ready to move out.
IC: "Well... you'd be wasting time, but go ahead. Start searching after..." *He signals the others to go and walks off. He glances in each of the shops to see if he recognizes any of the people as the man. He also looks around him at the people on the sidewalks and the street.
The streets are mostly deserted. The volunteers fan out, glancing in windows and checking faces.
The guy falls at your feet and grapples for your legs. The other guys hear the approaching vehicles, and with a quick switch of seats, drive off in the jeep, abandoning their fellow traitor.
OOC: I was really hoping we wouldn't have to get this topic bloody.
*falls down on top of him, pinning him to the ground and pulls out raptor claw* If you would be so kind as to let me get out of here...
The guy finally gives up, and makes a dash for the gate.
OOC: Alrighto, thanks again! I probs would've never gotten back into this without your help. Just read some of the latest posts, and Craig is returning to the Warehouse yea! This'll be the perfect opportunity to get some orders and shoot a gun maybe.
OOC: Yes, great timing. Actually, Alan Grant and a burly bad guy are wrestling just outside and could probs use your help.
OOC: I'm sure he could. I'll rejoin now. Thanks for the assistance!
IC: "Well... you'd be wasting time, but go ahead. Start searching after..." *He signals the others to go and walks off. He glances in each of the shops to see if he recognizes any of the people as the man. He also looks around him at the people on the sidewalks and the street.
The streets are mostly deserted. The volunteers fan out, glancing in windows and checking faces.
IC: *Martin continues glancing in the shops and at the few people he sees on the streets and sidewalks.*
