Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-26104528-20150531022109/@comment-26130256-20150708225427

(Close enough.  Also, props to Fritz for figuring out a little of the code phrases.)

"I'm coming, don't get your ears in a knot.  ETA maybe five minutes." Violet made a note to switch up the family passphrases. "And jog your memory for Flagg's overtime policies, I think we can turn this Dawn attack into a nice bit of profit for everyone involved."

"That's boss Violet for ya," Blaine coughed, glad to see no blood was coming out. "She's the sort of dame who'd sqeeze Lien from a rock, use the money to buy a jackhammer, and set up a protection racket with all the other rocks.  The word 'mercenary' just doesn't do her justice."

"Hey, you just work for her.  I grew up with her," Azzie responded, shivering slightly at the memories. "So, what happened here?"

"Boss sent us word that a convoy of these guys were coming past here," Tomillo explained, slowly trying to melt the ice spear in his teammate's shoulder while filling in the gap with more Viton. "So Cordera and me set up some shaped-charge spike strips, and Blaine and Scarab used their classic 'Death from Above' techniuqe."

"'Course, like the old saying goes, the first casualty in any fight is the plan," Blaine added. "More Dawnies showed up with enough firepower to film a Penguin Tarrantino movie, Cordera and I threw up a defensive wall, and the new guy decided to run around and kill a Paladin.  Speaking of which, Tomillo, I've got to teach you how to properly spin that story into some free beer.  Then you guys showed up, mopped things up, and somehow dropped a wall on top of us!"

"To be fair, that was the last of the Dawnies blowing themselves up," Azulius explained, heaving a bowling-ball sized rock out of the way. "We took out a good number of 'em, but not enough."

Finally free of most of the rocks, Cordera sputtered to life, coughing and dry-heaving a good amount of rock dust out of her lungs. Still confused from the impact, she looked around at the scene of carnage.

"Must've been some party we had," she slurred, her eyes trying to focus on Stahlfritz. "I didn't go home with anyone sketchy, did I?"

(Penguin Tarantino.  Beat that.)