Board Thread:Role Plays (AU)/@comment-26060252-20141016202850/@comment-25169271-20150506200600

Darian moved through the door quickly as Nickle opened it, followed closely behind by Alice and Scarlett. Alice dropped Scarlett once they were through the door and waited for Oliver to get in the door before helping Nickle close the door, pushing a large heavy filing cabinet against it just to be sure. "Lights," Alice ordered as she put a fresh magazine in her 1911 before turning on the light attached to the weapon. "How is everyone?" she asked taking a breath as she screwed the suppressor onto the barrel of the weapon.

"Alive," Darian wheezed as he sat his rifle against the wall. As he was there was no holding that weapon up so he was resigned to the use of his pistol. He dropped the magazine into his left hand, clumsily dropping it into the pouch for his empty magazines before fishing a fresh magazine out of the pouch on his chest. As the man pulled the magazine out and inspected it he began to laugh, holding it up for everyone to see. "Look," he said as he coughed.

Alice quickly hurried over to the man and saw what he was laughing at. The bullet that she had pulled from his chest had passed through the magazine, shredding through the metal and several bullets. "That probably saved your life..." Alice stated quietly, tears beginning to form in her eyes as realization began to hit her.

"Probably did, thought my ribs still didn't like that bullet too much," the man said as he wheezed for breath. He knew several of his ribs had broken from the bullet, and probably a few more from the fall. "We can get me looked at in a minute though," he said as he placed the shot magazine in the drop pouch as well before fishing out another magazine and reloading his pistol. "For now let's get to a defendable position and try and get me and Scarlett in a position to move."