Violet took out her phone and began texting Eddie, rolling herself into a ball on the ground and pulling down as many coats as she could to cover her, finding it to be soothing being in her own dark coat cocoon with a surprisingly calm conversation with Eddie to keep her mind off of the probable carnage outside.
Hartley smelled it as well and turned so that he was guarding Cisco’s blindspot. “What do we do?” He asked over the screeching in his ears, probably ending up with a booming yell instead of a murmur.
Rick glanced in the direction of the two men.He lost track of the dame and had these two to work with. Now in the situation, one was taking care of another the other was drastically affected by all the sound. Being a pessimist, he figured the easiest course of action, was to continue the killing” We kill anyone who gets in our way. Or I do.” The man awkwardly shrugged before leaning out from the shelter of the beam.
He fired in bursts of three bullets at a time. The first round struck one man in the chest from the second squad; sending a silent prayer of thanks to JC for Kevlar shredding bullets. The others took cover on their own. They exchanged gunfire back and forth,”: You should be….be….’couch’ cough.” Ru-Running.” The man coughed through the gas, wishing that he had brought his HUD and respirator; but they wouldn’t fit with the Tux; that would be a problem for the IT department.
“Are you saying we aren’t capable of killing? Rude.” Cisco snapped, turning to face the man. He knew it wasn’t the best time to argue with the man, as there were bigger matters at hand. He took hold of Hartley’s hand and began running toward the doors that led out of the lobby, only to find that they were locked. Cisco looked at Hartley with a scared expression plastered across his face. “What do we do? Doors locked.” He signed frantically as his hands shook.
Cisco backup 