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[Tails Doll]

The Air Marshal looked up through the window, only to gasp in horror.

"A Pigmask dropship?...And with that custom design...Big Joe! Noo!"

The Air Marshal ripped open the door and escaped outside.

"Joe! No! Don't stay here! There is an assassin here!"

[The Scourge of Humanity]

Mister Burke bolted through the back door... but tripped, due to a messed up leg.

He managed to get back up and limp his way toward one of the city exits. He mumbled many swear words that were definitely not safe for anyone to hear.

[Big Joe]

*The ships had already landed throughougt the city, and Pigmasks were shipping some goods to people Big joe and a few of his friends were investigating the crater*

[Exuro]

The missile exploded in midair, but Exuro was already down at street level by the time that anyone might notice that he had already stown his Launcher and was gone.

Looks like I can't finish off the contractor... so I'll just stop this right now.

Exuro pulled off the dual 10mm Submachine Guns strapped to either leg and made a break for Anti, firing both at the same time.

((He doesn't know how badly Anti will *crag* him up, sadly. :U ))

[Tails Doll]

"Get out of here! This place is dangerous! Leave! Go back to your bases!"

[Anti-Simsmagic]

He looked up and noticed Exuro heading straight for him.

"...D'you think you can really beat me? I'm invincible!"

You're not, actually...
"Shut up, it's intimidation."

[Big Joe]

*The pigmasks ran back to their ships and flew off, the dropship included. But big joe's personal ship., which was just a jet black version of a standard pigmask craft with some gadgets equipped. It could seat a few people, but not many*

Um...sir. Mabye you should get in. *he got into the pilot seat*

[Tails Doll]

The Air Marshal hurried inside.

[Exuro]

Exuro ducked behind a mail dropbox to reload and called out to Anti.

Sorry, can't do that. This city is vital to any work that I may get in the future, and I can't just let some creeper hire someone to blow it to bits.

[Anti-Simsmagic]

"Oh please, the damn thing gets destroyed every two weeks, why do just now decide to care for it?"

[Big Joe]

Okay, here we go! *The hatch closed, and the ship took off* Where to now?

[Exuro]

I can't wait two weeks for it to magically reappear when all of my reserve funds have gone dry. A merc's gotta eat, you know.

Exuro leaned out from behind the drop box and fired a trio of Sniper rounds towards Anti.

[Anti-Simsmagic]

He leaped into the air, dodging the bullets.

When he landed, he replied "Maybe you should find a city that doesn't get destroyed every other week than."

[Exuro]

There's also something about massacring an entire city that doesn't appeal to me. Even hired guns know when something is going too far.

Finally, Exuro unholstered a laser-sighted, black-and-red .44 Magnum as he charged forward out of his spot. He then began unloading all six shots from the chamber towards Anti as he ran.

[Anti-Simsmagic]

He simply stood there and took all six of the shots. He mumbled a few words, and the wounds would begin to shine.

"I have expensive tastes, I'll just leave it at that. Are you finished yet?"