<Old Chase> There was nothing for him to make of this¡so he didn¡¯t try.? He could pull his kerchief up to his face but he could barely see.? He could only hope his feet wouldn¡¯t fail him and his determination would push him.? He was sure he could hang on to the mustang given female form in the shape of Etienne.? Seems the wizard remembered the way, He was sticking close to the Sicilian while making sure the areas the he could at least see with his squinting eyes were covered. At least as they moved through the hell sent sandstorm, his gun cocked and ready to be fired just in case.? He still wasn¡¯t sure this was a good idea..they would be hold up inside the sheriff¡¯s office and they needed to get to the other town¡something in what Amy said made him think they were working on a clock¡time was not on their side.? He knew it¡some evil magic¡it was pretty simple.? Talking was useless since if he wasn¡¯t careful he would get a mouthful of sand quickly.? ¡®Don¡¯t stop!¡¯? He was nothing if not focused. ?(New Callie Carson) ? ?Callie watched the horrors fade in and out of the sandstorm swirling around them. Dark, demonic creatures who would take shape for a moment, then disappear, only to reappear somewhere else around them. She recognized the beasts. They were minions of something more powerful., lesser demons, but still capable of attacking, killing or bringing other unpleasantries upon them. ? ?They arrived at the sheriff's office, the light of a lantern inside barely visible through the sand spinning round them. With the sheriff at the door, Callie continued to hold up the rear, weapons aimed at the creatures who were following them. She counted three remaining townsfolk who were currently possessed by evil entities and no less than a dozen lesser demons who were surrounding them. ? ? "Hurry with that door, sheriff!" she yelled above the howling winds and growling demons. "I'd have preferred the church...but if my memory serves me right that was on the other side of town. Let's hope we can hold them off here."
<Tag (in order):? Flynn, Sicilien, Etienne, Charity (as she sees fit), Etienne, Chase, Callie>
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On Wednesday, February 5, 2020, 12:59:21 AM EST, Charlie Clay <charlie.clay@...> wrote:
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(Callie Carson)
? Callie brought up the rear, backing out of the saloon behind the group. Of the original gang of townsfolk who¡¯d come after them, five remained dedicated to the cause. The five followed behind them, facing Callie, two armed with rifles, the other three with pistols. They were all aimed at Callie and the group. She could feel the tension among the group ¨C they were angry and determined, but all five were wary of what Callie and the group would do to them if they opened fire.
? ¡°Y¡¯all are gonna die,¡± an ugly, toothless thug hissed as they reached the door. When it was swung open, there was a blast of warm air and sand blew into the saloon. The storm outside raged.?
? ?¡°Fuck,¡± Callie muttered, craning her head slightly to yell up to the group. ¡°We forgot about the storm. Can we find the sheriff¡¯s office in this mess?¡±
? ?All five townspeople cackled and followed them out the door, into the howling winds and blowing sand¡
(Flynn)
Flynn was starting to feel annoyed.? He'd been doing his best not to outright kill any of the locals but the ones that were still alive and able to move were being persistent, snarling threats as they followed the group out into the street, rifles and guns out menacingly. And the howling storm was so intense that just seeing more than ten feet was proving difficult. ??
There was no getting around that the rear threat had to be dealt with first, but the pookah didn't fancy getting shot, even with ordinary lead bullets. Concentrating, he dropped all of his illusions - the dimming of the light, the red eyes and flaming nostrils, the rattlesnake, and the stack of gold coins on the table - and recast the glamour over their five pursuers... turning them into five horned, fanged demons with batwings, pointed tails and cloven hooves.
As the startled 'demons' began screaming and shooting at each other, Flynn turned and nudged Callie with his flank, offering himself as a shield against the howling wind as he headed for where he remembered the jail being.
[Sicilien]
Now that the sheriff was no longer the dead weight he didn't want to carry, Sicilien was free to help defend their flank against the few townsfolk that the sheriff wasn't able to knock some sense into.? As the party started backing up out of the restaurant and the door was swung open, he, like the rest of them, was buffeted by the chaotic storm outside.? His very being was assaulted by the sand that he was sure was going to end up in places where the sun don't shine, but there was nothing they could about that.? It was either fight to the death inside or be sandblasted to bits.? It was six of one half dozen of the other.
"Well, I hope one of you knows where they're going in this storm, cause I sure ain't!" he yelled back, immediately regretting the action as some grit landed on his tongue.? He could be wrong but Sicilien felt like this troupe had some familiarity with this place, so he was going to have to count on someone to lead him out of this mess.? Though jail wasn't exactly where he's want to spend the night, it didn't seem like that much of a choice either way you spun it.? So he followed the ones that seemed to know where they were going.? He kept his guns up, making sure that Callie's ten and two were covered as they exited this place.? Right before he did so, the atmosphere suddenly changed again, with the darkness that they experienced falling away.? Instead, the riff-raff that followed them suddenly took on demonic shapes, howling and yowling as they set about attacking each other.? It was a very welcome distraction, giving them just enough time to get out.? Now to find this jail and hole up for the night.? He had a lot of questions that he needed answering, and he hoped that his new companions were amicable enough to answer them.
<Chase>
There was nothing for
him to make of this¡so he didn¡¯t try.? He
could pull his kerchief up to his face but he could barely see.? He could only hope his feet wouldn¡¯t fail him
and his determination would push him.? He
was sure he could hang on to the mustang given female form in the shape of Etienne.? Seems the wizard remembered the way, He was
sticking close to the Sicilian while making sure the areas the he could at
least see with his squinting eyes were covered. At least as they moved through
the hell sent sandstorm, his gun cocked and ready to be fired just in case.?
He still wasn¡¯t sure
this was a good idea..they would be hold up inside the sheriff¡¯s office and
they needed to get to the other town¡something in what Amy said made him think
they were working on a clock¡time was not on their side.? He knew it¡some evil magic¡it was pretty
simple.? Talking was useless since if he
wasn¡¯t careful he would get a mouthful of sand quickly.? ¡®Don¡¯t stop!¡¯?
He was nothing if not focused.
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<Tag (in order):? ?Callie, Flynn, Sicilien, Etienne, Charity (as she sees fit), Etienne, Chase>
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