Like death, found in friend, and the edge of suspend.

[enigmaestro]

WHO: The doomed Skrulls and YOU!
WHERE: Middle of Times Square.
WHEN: February 24th at 9PM EST.
WARNINGS: Violence, death and betrayal.
SUMMARY: Their time may be up, but they are not going down without a fight.
FORMAT: Anything goes.



[The streets are slick with rain. N'cho had rounded his compatriots to this place, this broken space of bright lights and human noises. They're ready, they're prepared. They know they're taking their last breaths. N'icsor's betrayal had ensured that this would be their last stand, this would be their moment of glory.

He still loved them. Didn't he?

The burning neon clock above read three minutes to nine. Rain pelted the asphalt, civilians shouted and laughed, all oblivious to the theatre unfolding.

The Skrulls knew the imports were watching, waiting. Coming. They knew they had only had each other now.]

Comments

Mind if I call dibs?

[newbvampire]

[Seras arrived in Times Square prepared, cannon prepped and ready with full load of ammo riding on her back. She wanted to take down every last one of the creeps, but the one that had impersonated Houston was the one she focused on. He wasn't going to get away this time! Spying her target he irises flared red she ran toward him opening fire. He'd probably dodge it all, but she only had to get close one time. High explosive incendiary rounds were nice like that.]

Ooh, sure.

[a_relative_hero]

[The first shot caught T'rig's attention and he quickly sped out of the way. Scowling Seras' way, he started to dodge more.]

Youagain!? Didn't you get enough last time, parasite?

awesome

[newbvampire]

[Seras continued to fire, adjusting her aim as the cannon thundered away. Sure it was tearing up the area, but it was going to be worth it.]

You're still breathing so no!

[a_relative_hero]

[Cursing in Skrullos, T'rig altered course. Rolling as a shot from that cannon whizzed overhead and away from him, he took aim and fired his weapon. From the barrel of the weapon, balls of a flaming and acidic liquid were launched at Seras.]

[newbvampire]

[Waiting until the last second she finally dodged out the way, but not quite fast enough. One the orbs caught her shoulder burning and eating into the flesh. She grimaced, but pushed back the pain. She'd dealt with worse and it wasn't going to take her out of the fight. In relation she aimed her next shot at his weapon. Time he didn't have his toys to play with.]

[a_relative_hero]

[While T'rig managed to move, his weapon was a bit too large to move with him in time. The explosive round collided with the skrull weapon, resulting in a flaming acidic puddle melting its way through the street.]

Damn you...

[T'rig got to his feet, acid and fire burns all over his chest and arms.]

DIE!

[Tapping into that speed again, T'rig shot forward. Pushing those powers more than Joel ever seemed to, he broke the sound barrier as he tried to rush past Seras with the hopes of the sonic boom damaging the officer.]

[newbvampire]

[Seras' reaction was to swing her cannon around fiercely, not to fire on the T'rig, but to slam the barrel into him as he rushed by. Like a bat hitting a ball. It was probably going to hurt her too, but she didn't have a lot of options. She wasn't letting him get away again.]

YOU FIRST FREAK!

[a_relative_hero]

[The noise from the impact was a sickening one, green blood spilling from T'rig's mouth and other wounds as he was sent rolling back. He ended up sprawled on his back on the pavement several feet away.]

Damn...

[newbvampire]

[Seras was blasted back as well, the Harkonnen flying from her hands and landing with a crunch on a car demolishing it. Fighting the disorientation she crawled over to T'rig, her face twisting into a sick and victorious grin.]

Stay put you son of a bitch!

[a_relative_hero]

Don't worry, parasite.

[He took a deep breath, what was left of the gold and black costume melting away to leave T'rig in the tattered remains of the usual civvies Joel wore. There was something else though. A device strapped to his chest with a blinking red light on it.]

I'm not going anywhere but out with a blast. [He pauses to cough up some blood.] You'll want to run. [He'll even give her time to get away, a sign of respect for beating him. He was going to die anyway thanks to all the injuries he'd sustained but he wanted to go out on his own terms.]

[newbvampire]

Damn it!

[The blinking red light made Seras shake off the last of the disorientation and get to her feet. Running as fast she could she threw herself into a nearby dumpster and lay flat, hoping she was fast enough to beat the explosion.]

[a_relative_hero]

[T'rig watched Seras go, waiting for her to get to cover. Once she was out of sight, he closed his eyes and reached up to press something on the bomb strapped to his chest.]

He loves me.

[A few moments later, the explosion went off. When it cleared, there was just the burning remains of the skrull in the crater. One more win for the Imports.]