Board Thread:Other Roleplay/@comment-108.193.28.68-20150625203604/@comment-108.193.29.116-20150628012127


 * The sounds of chaos within the castle only seem to intensify, and although the bodyguards were not near enough to take part, it was still unsettling. Glancing first at the castle a few miles ahead, and then at his comrades...*

Bruno. Keep a lookout for me. Bryce, vatch his back-

WHAT?!? Stuck here while you go off fighting!?!?

ZIS IS NO TIME FOR ARGUMENTS... stay vith the heiress. You know your duty... Lucia! Come out here!


 * The girl quietly steps out of the car with a confused look on her face.*

Lucia come here.... listen... you must stay with these two. Do you understand?

...Yes sir.

Gut. Don't worry, we'll be fine. I'm just going ahead to see about who needs helping... and I get the feeling that there will be more than a few who don't want to be part of...


 * The steel bodyguard gestures to the castle in the distance.*

Zat.


 * The heiress gives a somber nod, and the three watch as Hugo is driven off in the car towards the chaotic fortress. After a moment, Bruno simply takes aim again... another soldier... although its side of origin is unsure. Eh, it doesn't matter much. What Bruno was sure did matter was the pull of the trigger, the blast of the gun, and the downing of another potential threat.

Meanwhile, the car is approaching the castle faster now...and then the driver just has to get shot in the face. Wonderful. Hugo quickly siezes the wheel... and akwardly steers the thing onwards. Wait a second...*

''Zat vall... is approaching a bit faster zan I'd like... zose engineers better have been right about ze frontal armor... oooh zis is going to leave a mark or two.''


 * With that thought, the vehicle goes crashing into the wall- and suprisingly through the other side, sending several bricks and/or fragments of what used to be.... a thin wall, it would seem.*

''Well, zat vas rather convenient.... mein gott it's dusty in here...''


 * The bodyguard freezes at the sound of a sneeze... a woman's, by the sound of it... and turns his head to notices what would appear to be an animatronic in some rather regal clothing.*

Oh... hallo... emm... vell, I'm assuming you're not one of ze troublemakers?...