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Having received marching orders from Dr. Tannis (and they were the kind of orders Kenzi delighted in, otherwise she would've forgot it), she'd made a couple phone calls, gotten some spray paint, some knives, some lighters, and some weapons.

And now, outside Fast Eddie's: Operation Take Down the Man! Or the Jackass. Same deal.

"Light it up!" LET THERE BE FIIIIIRE!

[ooc for Kenzi's strike team of sabotage of Hyperion hyperbole!]

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Which would lead to Kenzi screaming. And then realizing they were attracting more attention from psychos with her screaming. ANd pulling out the spray-paint and letting loose with it at their eyes, yelling, "TIME TO RUN YES RUNNING GOOD--"

Which would be when she got gutted from the side.

"CRAP."

Oooo, shiny.

"Fuck. Fuck, I hate both of you dead fucks, how the fuck did you both just--"

Sparkle had his bat in one hand, and his backpack was quickly getting slung over his shoulder again. There were at least three psychos now, and here he was, pretty much backed against a wall.

"The meat puppies," one of them crooned, "they come to the slaughter, like children to an ice cream truck!"

Sparkle gave his bat a swing, cracking the nearest psycho across the head. It staggered back, making way for another one to charge at him with a cackle and a heartfelt exclamation of, "Slap the Pancakes!!"

And then Sparkle got to learn just how it felt to be skewered from several directions with rusty knives. At least the grenade thrown into the mix just before he died took care of that last poster.

It was almost a welcome sound, the New-U station's cheerful statement of, "Don't think of your death as failure; think of it as fun! Don't think of Hyperion's New-U respawn charges as war profiteering, think of them as war... fun!"

Almost. Sparkle thanked it for bringing him back from the dead by puking beside it, and then kicking it a few times while swearing. Loudly. For good measure.

Cecil was racing back to the site, helped by the adrenaline rush and the fact he wasn't at all afraid to shoot things that got in his way. Whee!

He was looking around a bit more carefully this time, though.

"The Hyperion corporation is sure none of that was your fault," the New-U Station informed Kenzi.

"Ohhhh man. Okay. I'm outta here."

Kenzi wound up climbing over the walls around the dorms to head back and help Sparkle. And Cecil, hopefully, wherever he was.

Sparkle, meanwhile, wasn't going back there. He wasn't, and you couldn't make him. There was no fucking way in hell you could make him go back there.

... Except that he was at this respawn station alone, which meant that either the other two had come back somewhere else, or they'd already taken off. Which meant... they... might've been running back for him, and...

Fuck, Sparkle hated being a decent person. He secured his backpack over his shoulders, took a deep breath, slammed the base of the machine with his baseball bat for good measure, and then took off at a run.

Cecil was almost there! He was pretty sure. It was right around this corner, wasn't it?

Goddamnit, could there not be roving bands of crazy people necessitating detours?

...right, never mind.

That would be Kenzi, sneak sneak sneaking around a corner, trying to look six directions at once.

And Sparkle, alternating between running through clear stretches and ducking behind anything he could possibly take cover behind when the area looked too shady, just so happened to be jumping out from behind his cover, making to dash across the street.

... He... didn't make it all that far. Not for lack of trying and all, but even when you were jumping out from behind burning dumpsters, sometimes there were blind spots.

At least running into someone and getting bowled over by them knocked enough wind out of Cecil he didn't scream. That was a plus, right?

"Oh! It's you!"

"AAAHHHHHHH!"

That was a very small scream along with that flailing. Kenzi had learned her lesson tonight.

Also, one of those flailing hands might have accidentally smacked into Sparkle as well as Cecil. "AHH!"

"Ow! Hey, what the f- stop hitting!" It was just fortunate that Sparkle had lost the bat in the collision, because his first instinct was to swing it right back at the owner of the flailing, smacking hands. "Goddammit, I thought you guys were more of the crazies!"

... Well...

"Not the bad ones!" Cecil replied helpfully. He scrambled up and grabbed for them. "Come on! We still have a poster left!"

"Ahahahah Nooooooo!" That would be Kenzi sitting down. And hugging Cecil's leg. "I think we've been really distracting enough and I want booze and someplace to hide now, please and thank you."

"Trust me, that last poster's toast," Sparkle grumbled, wriggling out from under Kenzi and then pulling himself to his feet. "Last thing I saw before everything went blue was a fucking grenade."

He shuddered, and then swayed for a bit.

"Know what, guys? I think I'm gonna just... call it a night. Chaos achieved and all that. Hiding is really, really high on my list of priorities tonight."

"Great!" Cecil cocked his head at him. "You look a little wobbly. Are you okay?" He reached down to help Kenzi up.

"Death is even sparklier than Sparkle, and you are handling this waaaaay better than I am," Kenzi said, staggering upright. "I'm going to Devil's Nest. With a very tough Roomie who will give me booze or at least make sure nothing hits me again tonight." She poked Sparkle in the arm. "Way to go, dude. We fulfilled our mission statement. Thingy."

Sparkle gave them both looks that suggested that he thought that maybe they were both a little crazy.

"I'm pretty sure no amount of graffiti is worth being stabbed and blown up for," he pointed out, and then shuddered again and crouched down to pick up his bad. "I'm gonna... I'll figure out a place to go. You guys... get wherever then hell you're going in one piece, got that?"

"One piece," Cecil agreed. "I've been reliably informed that's the best way to stay!" By Mr. Starsmore, anyway.

He looked at Kenzi. "Booze and no hitting? Count me in!"

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