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Post by Melody Arachne on May 4, 2007 1:41:04 GMT -5
Melody returns from the kitchen cradling an industrial-size fire extinguisher in her arms, and turns the hose on the smoldering barricades. "Don't freak out about the upstairs, they can't really get down here past the hole unless they tumble, and it'll be easy to pick them off one at a time. Got to get some of these bodies out of here though, before they start stirring again." She watches the foam douse the last of the flames, and sets the cannister down with a thump. "Honestly! Haven't you guys ever been in a siege? Barricade, heal, kill, dump! Can't forget the basics ... if someone'll help me move the broken boards and stuff, we can pull the metal shutter down." She watches the two men wrestle with the antiquated machine, shaking her head. "Boys and their toys ... I'll do it my damned self, then. Would a little covering fire be too much to ask, o brave and intrepid heroes?"
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