Post by White Mimic on Jun 3, 2011 23:30:47 GMT -5
((Sorry for the wait. Still doing finals.))
"No, I don't use guns much, it's all yours,"
"Alright, if you say so." Jacques wasn't much for guns either, but wearing it would probably look cool. It was a standard rifle it seemed like, nothing too special at a glance. There was a strap on it that was meant to allow the gun to be slung onto the human body. It hung from Jacques side, rotating around his back as the two continued on their trek to the wall for a few steps when he nearly crashed into the marine, stopping short and leaning his head over the man's shoulder as he reeled to keep his balance.
"Ey! What's with the sudden stop? Hmm?" The woman from earlier was standing right in front of them brandishing a pistol in one hand threateningly. It almost looked like she was aiming for him specifically, which wouldn't be surprising considering most people didn't like smoke exploding in their face. Jacques stepped from behind the marine and stared at the woman, neglecting the gun strapped to his side and letting it hang loosely on his shoulder. "Who's this?"
"Well, you've certainly royally fudged up things for us, Pumpkin face."
"Mr. J." He immediately corrected, lifting a finger up in an instructional manner. The way he spoke seemed quieter than normal so that it wouldn't seem as if he were interrupting her. Whenever there was a pause, he filled it with his own quiet input.
"Hope you're happy. You caused quite a lot of problems for our cause."
"So I don't get your name? That's polite."
"Sorry but now that I have you in my sights, I can't let you go and we have no need for two hostages, especially if one isn't a Marine,"
"Shows what you know lady." This time he spoke up fro her to hear, almost ignoring the fact she was mere millimeters away from shooting him. "I'll have you know I'm a VERY respected marine. Just came by to retrieve the rookie here," He placed a hand on the Marine's shoulder, acting like the eldest of two brothers. "But I suppose as long as that's out of the bag, I don't need this ridiculous costume." He clutched the front of his jacket and whirled it off between him and the other two in the alley. He used the cover to quickly change his apperance into that of a marine, hatchings and everything. His voice was characteristically the same, but his appearance was now that of a dark haired man with a rather long face and rounder features.
"I'm Lieutenant Jenkins. Pleased to make your acquaintance." He swung the gun around to aim at the woman. With luck, his new persona would by him some interrogation time.
"No, I don't use guns much, it's all yours,"
"Alright, if you say so." Jacques wasn't much for guns either, but wearing it would probably look cool. It was a standard rifle it seemed like, nothing too special at a glance. There was a strap on it that was meant to allow the gun to be slung onto the human body. It hung from Jacques side, rotating around his back as the two continued on their trek to the wall for a few steps when he nearly crashed into the marine, stopping short and leaning his head over the man's shoulder as he reeled to keep his balance.
"Ey! What's with the sudden stop? Hmm?" The woman from earlier was standing right in front of them brandishing a pistol in one hand threateningly. It almost looked like she was aiming for him specifically, which wouldn't be surprising considering most people didn't like smoke exploding in their face. Jacques stepped from behind the marine and stared at the woman, neglecting the gun strapped to his side and letting it hang loosely on his shoulder. "Who's this?"
"Well, you've certainly royally fudged up things for us, Pumpkin face."
"Mr. J." He immediately corrected, lifting a finger up in an instructional manner. The way he spoke seemed quieter than normal so that it wouldn't seem as if he were interrupting her. Whenever there was a pause, he filled it with his own quiet input.
"Hope you're happy. You caused quite a lot of problems for our cause."
"So I don't get your name? That's polite."
"Sorry but now that I have you in my sights, I can't let you go and we have no need for two hostages, especially if one isn't a Marine,"
"Shows what you know lady." This time he spoke up fro her to hear, almost ignoring the fact she was mere millimeters away from shooting him. "I'll have you know I'm a VERY respected marine. Just came by to retrieve the rookie here," He placed a hand on the Marine's shoulder, acting like the eldest of two brothers. "But I suppose as long as that's out of the bag, I don't need this ridiculous costume." He clutched the front of his jacket and whirled it off between him and the other two in the alley. He used the cover to quickly change his apperance into that of a marine, hatchings and everything. His voice was characteristically the same, but his appearance was now that of a dark haired man with a rather long face and rounder features.
"I'm Lieutenant Jenkins. Pleased to make your acquaintance." He swung the gun around to aim at the woman. With luck, his new persona would by him some interrogation time.