Tau the Sniper - RPLOG
From Flexible Survival
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Date
26/2/2013
Log
Tau knew what he was doing. He'd been doing this for god knew how long. He gave up counting the days, it only made things depressing. As far as he figured, the rescue was *never* coming. He'd just have to hold out as the last bastion of humanity. I Am Legend, motherfucker. Despite his collosal failure, fate had seen him through all this time. Today, it would fail him. Food was going low, so he carefully scanned the skies outside the window for a bit until he was certain there were no creatures flying around. After opening the window, he made a double check to make sure none were waiting outside the visible area from inside. Then, he began scouting. Things were different in the good old days, you'd have a partner calculate things out for you. Your job was to aim the rifle at just the right angle and pull the trigger when signaled. He hadn't been a sniper exclusively before all this, but he'd learned, somehow picking up all the training over time and remembering it all again like it was nothing. He could even do his own scouting and calculating now, figuring out distance, corrections for wind pattern and speed, whatever. After a bit of looking, he found a group. They were all different stuff, but nothing he hadn't seen before, nothing he couldn't handle. He usually didn't like gunning into a group. He'd rather just pick out a loner, and then when others came to feast or fuck the carcass he'd pick them off too. He'd get up to three or four like this, the dumb animals, and then he'd head down to collect the bodies. Unfortunately for him, today he got prideful and sloppy, assuming he could just take them one by one, or that the others would run. After all, they'd never find him up here. From his sixth floor home base, aimed at the targets some three-four hundred yards away and fired at one in the middle.
A gentle breeze flows through the bleak and dreary streets. It's an awful sight to behold, what with all the ruin and various stains of fluids everywhere. However, an interesting scene would soon take place on this empty street. A rather large group of hodgepodge species careful stroll down the lane looking every which way in an alert fashion. Are they simply walking from place to place or perhaps they're hunting for something? The tallest of the group is a silver furred alley cat wearing his traditional semi-formal suit and pants. A rather nice target for someone with a long ranged weapon. Suddenly, he stops in his tracks for a strange reason. Dio spins around to look at the group and uses an arm to itch at his head. "Have you gu-" *BANG* A round rips into the alley cat's left arm that was once on his head, causing him to immediately fall to the ground. "FUCK ME, MY SUIT!" His suit is all he can think about? The cat has probably been shot before. Blood begins to pool while he lays down upon the street, grunting in pain. A burst of adrenaline due to his life being threatened allows him to begin rolling towards a corner for safety, leaving a trail of blood as he does.
Kesai The little vixen understood gunfire and recognized the crack or a rifle bullet, she'd been shot at enough times. Kesai reacted, as she usually did: With a loud, high pitched squawk and curling herself int the smallest ball imaginable behind the largest pile or rubble she could find.
Antiman instantly flattens hir self on the ground when sie hears the shot. Seeing Dio wounded sie scrambles after him. Sie asses his wound, "Flesh wound, you're lucky. I'll need to cut your sleave off at least." Sie pulls out a pair of medical scissors from hir first aid pouch and starts cutting Dio's suit sleave off.
Meniatz hits the floor before transforming into a wyvern and flying in the direction of the shot. Sie bobs and weaves between buildings and never maintains an easily predictable trajectory as sie rushed towards the location of Dio's assailant. Seeing a barrel peeking out of a window, the wyvern crashes through the glass and pins Tau to the ground before grabbing his gun and tossing it out the shattered remains of the window. Sie prepares to rend the small sniper with hir claws when sie notices that he smells awfully odd for a feral. Looking down, sie notices that sie has just tackled what appears to be a human. Sie brings hir face up to his, bearing hir sharp teeth at him as sie interrogates him. "Who are you, and why did you shoot my friend?" Sie asks telepathically. "What did Dio ever do to you?"
Tau cursed. He typically didn't, but this one kind of warranted it. His target lifted his arm. No matter, he was down. He was somewhat surprised by the formal wear it had on, usually if any of the beasts had any intelligence left they wore some type of armor or held weaponry. Whatever. One reacted as expected, scrambled behind cover, another dropped to the ground. It was wearing some sort of clothing, so by it's actions and wear, it was intelligent. Better do a little prep. He quickly reloaded and looked through the scope again, trying to catch it getting back up or moving out of the cover of the building tops during its crawl. Wait...what in the hell was *that*?! Some sort of flying serpant was coming this way. Where the hell did it *come* from? He couldn't get a good aim on it, not at this distance and the way it was moving. He dropped his gun, the end angling up and out the window as he scrambled backwards, yanked his sidearm from his pocket and prepared for the worst. Just as it bursts through he begins firing off shots, a few hit it, but it seemed to not phase it very much. Out went his rifle through the window and then she, the female gender becoming evident for a moment, lands on top of him and tosses his hand gun out as well. The man stunk badly of body odor, and the room smelled faintly of piss. He wore dirty, stained and frayed army fatigues, gloves, boots and a gasmask that covered his face. From the skin and hair that was visible on the back of his head, he was a black man, mocha skinned. He let out a muffled shout through the mask and struggled to escape.
"But it's more than just a flesh wound! It's a suit wound!" While some observers may think the cat was making a poor attempt at comedy, Dio looks genuinely concerned for his clothing. "Augh, fine" He sticks out his arm and allows Anti to cut off the sleeve. "Alright, sorry about that ma'am." The adrenaline surging through the cat's body gradually started to wear off, causing Dio to clutch at his arm and growl in pain. "You're a lifesaver ma'am, but I hope you know what you're doing with that."
Tau broke her hold just enough to crawl out from under her and scrambled to the back wall. This was it. The End. He wouldn't become one of them, fuck that. He pulled a combat knife from his waist, raised his head, and started cutting his neck. The last human left unsullied by the disgusting disease.
Kesai picks her head up ever so slowly and she looked left, right, and up as Meni leaps into the air. Just as slowly, she crawled towards the others, nose twitching at the smell of blood. "Sh...should we carry him somewhere safe?"
Meniatz would raise an eyebrow if sie still had them. Sie holds up hir hands non-threateningly and creates an aura of calm to try to diffuse the situation. "Please wait. I may be upset with you for shooting at us, but I don't want to see you die." Sie lowers hirself to the ground. "Please put the knife down. My name is Meniatz, and I just want to talk to you. I mean you no harm." Sie removes the chainsword from hir belt and sets it on the ground. "And as you can see, I am now unarmed."
Tau didn't know what the hell was happening with the calm that was falling on him. Resignation to his death perhaps? Never trust the monsters words, he'd been fooled before, but not again. Never again. He pressed the blade to his neck just under the mask and began cutting, groaning in pain.
