Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20190809183250/@comment-5543592-20190831203727

"I'm going to kill you anyway." Shrike smiled, and her hand opened around Morgan's throat. Her skin began to cook.

The hallway exploded with metal, as sudden burst of 50 cal. gunfire tore it pieces. The air became filled with flying shrapnel and shards of steel, the center of which was concentrated direction Shrike, who caught ten or fifteen rounds in the torso and was thrown backwards, through a wall at the opposite end of the hallway, and out of sight.

Outside, heard through the multiple gaps in the walls, the engines of a Vertibird roared, as it set down, gun still spinning.

Wilkes burst into the hanger, where the rest of the staff was firing up the secondary Vertibird.

All of them, minus Captain Tanaka, paused in what they were doing.