Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-26104528-20150518191206/@comment-26104528-20151118002745

(@Kringles, not intentionally since I've never seen the last stand...)

With several VPD bullheads on thier tail, the van with Myra inside sped into a high-traffic area where the VPD wouldn't dare fire at them. Naturally, a high speed van making an illegal left turn would have caused some accidents and the added chaos only made it easier for them to escape.

"Team-5 to command. Primary exfil blocked, going to secondary." the inquisitor said into his radio.

"Understood, is Myra with you?" Matriarch Creatore replied through a voice changer.

"Unconscious, but yes. The crusader is here and alive."

"Hmm...get her out of there. I need to have a word with her..."

The van popped one final smoke screen and sped into an alleyway where its occupants dismounted and scrambled into a sewer. Who knows where they'd be now. Having spent all its ammunition, the van's weapon system activated a thermite charge inside its systems as a self-destruct to prevent from being traced.

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As the fire department arrived to take care of the mess, Fritz finally landed with a nice layer of soot all over him. Dusting himself off and walked up to the group.

"Glad to see no one's been deep fried." he said as he opened his rifle to do a little field maintenance. The manifold's heat dissipater was still toasty from all the fighting and the fabrication deck had an unhealthy layer of dust residue on it. Fritz removed that part and scraped off as much as he could with his finger before replacing it and making a note to get a little solvent in there for a deeper clean.

"...I'll do the paperwork later..." Stahlfritz leaned back against a twisted cargo crate and stared blankly into the sky.