Part 1: Sigma & Karla Noin
The City of Rhy"Din" Calm and peaceful; its serene mixture of modern and old fashioned buildings stark against a clear ancient blue sky, with the bustle of a midday day crowd rushing below the sloped roofs, all heading towards the Marketplace for the usual few hours of haggling and selling various wares. Each day seems to start off like this, but the tranquillity never lasts for long in this blasted city.
Speaking of blasts" There's an earth shattering KA-BOOOOOOM!
A plume of smoke rocked sky high into the air, sending bits of debris down to earth around the block atop of the cowering screaming men and women rushing away from the injured two-story apartment block, with half of the front side completely torn off by the sudden release of energy. Out from the smoke came the stumbling figure of a man wielding a strange pistol of some description that, could have only come straight out of Stars End" Scampering out dusted in grey he rushes off through the running crowd, pushing and bumping his way out of sight.
"Wh-where" Where is that bastard"!" Screamed a female voice amongst the mist, the anger mostly subsided by the shock of the blast. Next came of series coughing fits, "H-he could have killed us!"
"Your statement is illogical, Karla, I believe it was his intention." Replied another voice, though this one surprisingly calm considering what they had both just been through.
Out from the mist came the black haired woman, dressed in one tight black shirt, jeans " simple white shoes, holstering her own futuristically designed hand held weapon. She too was caked in dust; blinking brown eyes to rid of the grit lingering upon her eyelashes. Slumping down onto her hands and knees Karla tried to catch her breath, craning her neck to the crowd who had scattered to spy any injured among them. Luckily there were not, but they appeared as shaken up as she.
Next Sigma came walking out as calmly as if the bomb never had happened at all, and behind the building succumbed to its fatal wound and collapsed into a recognisable ruin.
Stopping beside her partner she bent down low to place a hand on her shoulder reassuringly. Sigma's buttoned-up, long vintage WWII English RAF trench coat luckily was originally a shade of military grey " her hair too a shade of metallic silver, so she didn't look all that messed up because of the explosion. "Are you damaged?" Sigma asked softly.
"No?" Karla breathed, "Just' Just disorientated" M-my ears are ringing?" Karla reached back a hand to her jeans" back pocket and pulled out a thin square transparent pad. She stole one glance at it, and groaned, "He's" He's heading towards the docks" Go after him, Sigma, I'll catch you up?"
Sigma gave a nod, and narrowed her neon blue eyes to the dispersing crowd, "Leave this area before the Town Watch arrive, Karla. Go rest somewhere out of sight. I'll take care of the target." Standing, she dropped her hand to the hip holster, tapping the contained gun as she pondered her next course of action and how to execute it.
"Don't go shooting him up without me, "kay baby?" Karla forced herself to stand and suck in some air into her lungs to control her breathing, eyes blinking at the fading static in her vision as if to aid its transition.
Sigma reached a hand behind her back and took out the Remington pump-action shotgun from the back holster built into the trench coat itself, loaded it with some red cartridges from one of her front pockets, armed it, and smiled her perfect smile at Karla, "Can't promise that.?
The City of Rhy"Din" Calm and peaceful; its serene mixture of modern and old fashioned buildings stark against a clear ancient blue sky, with the bustle of a midday day crowd rushing below the sloped roofs, all heading towards the Marketplace for the usual few hours of haggling and selling various wares. Each day seems to start off like this, but the tranquillity never lasts for long in this blasted city.
Speaking of blasts" There's an earth shattering KA-BOOOOOOM!
A plume of smoke rocked sky high into the air, sending bits of debris down to earth around the block atop of the cowering screaming men and women rushing away from the injured two-story apartment block, with half of the front side completely torn off by the sudden release of energy. Out from the smoke came the stumbling figure of a man wielding a strange pistol of some description that, could have only come straight out of Stars End" Scampering out dusted in grey he rushes off through the running crowd, pushing and bumping his way out of sight.
"Wh-where" Where is that bastard"!" Screamed a female voice amongst the mist, the anger mostly subsided by the shock of the blast. Next came of series coughing fits, "H-he could have killed us!"
"Your statement is illogical, Karla, I believe it was his intention." Replied another voice, though this one surprisingly calm considering what they had both just been through.
Out from the mist came the black haired woman, dressed in one tight black shirt, jeans " simple white shoes, holstering her own futuristically designed hand held weapon. She too was caked in dust; blinking brown eyes to rid of the grit lingering upon her eyelashes. Slumping down onto her hands and knees Karla tried to catch her breath, craning her neck to the crowd who had scattered to spy any injured among them. Luckily there were not, but they appeared as shaken up as she.
Next Sigma came walking out as calmly as if the bomb never had happened at all, and behind the building succumbed to its fatal wound and collapsed into a recognisable ruin.
Stopping beside her partner she bent down low to place a hand on her shoulder reassuringly. Sigma's buttoned-up, long vintage WWII English RAF trench coat luckily was originally a shade of military grey " her hair too a shade of metallic silver, so she didn't look all that messed up because of the explosion. "Are you damaged?" Sigma asked softly.
"No?" Karla breathed, "Just' Just disorientated" M-my ears are ringing?" Karla reached back a hand to her jeans" back pocket and pulled out a thin square transparent pad. She stole one glance at it, and groaned, "He's" He's heading towards the docks" Go after him, Sigma, I'll catch you up?"
Sigma gave a nod, and narrowed her neon blue eyes to the dispersing crowd, "Leave this area before the Town Watch arrive, Karla. Go rest somewhere out of sight. I'll take care of the target." Standing, she dropped her hand to the hip holster, tapping the contained gun as she pondered her next course of action and how to execute it.
"Don't go shooting him up without me, "kay baby?" Karla forced herself to stand and suck in some air into her lungs to control her breathing, eyes blinking at the fading static in her vision as if to aid its transition.
Sigma reached a hand behind her back and took out the Remington pump-action shotgun from the back holster built into the trench coat itself, loaded it with some red cartridges from one of her front pockets, armed it, and smiled her perfect smile at Karla, "Can't promise that.?