closed ♔ stealing second after second just cuz i know i can

[behindcloseddoors]

WHO || Spike, Wynn, Dumage, the baddies [Closed]
WHAT || Spike and Wynn enact a daring and stupid plan to pull Dumage out of danger
WHERE || NYC
WHEN || 2016, directly after this
HOW || Actionspam

[ As promised, Wynn meets Spike at the airport, to take him on a private plane back to New York where he just came from. He isn't particularly chatty on the way, although when they've landed, he turns back to regard him. ]

I'll ask one more time if you're certain of this, Sir Spike.  It is your decision, but I will trust your word.

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[postergirl]

[ lying from you -linkin park

dumage stops in her tracks, and looks out the window as the thing gets closer - and the silver frills of a large reptilian head come into focus rapidly approaching. her mouth drops open, as she realizes at least that it's not stopping, and reaches out to grip spike's wrist. ]

MOVE! [ she yanks him towards the door, bursting it open and dragging him into the hall just as the dragon's massive head comes crashing through every window on the side of the building with a deafening shattering sound. reflex saves bc she sure... crit failed and tripped on the doorstep... ]

[bigbad]

[Well. This is happening. Spike stumbles back, but manages to maintain his balance gracefully (reflex 23), reaching out a hand to keep her from falling as well (reflex 23 again so gay).]

Bloody hell!

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[postergirl]

[ she grabs onto him tightly, ducking her head against his chest as glass sprays against the back of his coat. they are crouched in the hall, and behind them, hear the sound of building and glass still breaking away as the dragon literally burrows into the side of the hotel room, twisting so that its neck and head point straight down the hallway at them. at the far end of the hall, the door opens - and there stands draken, the mind master and several guards behind them. ] Oh my god.

[extremist]

[ megalomaniac - incubus

draken is left staring aghast down the throat of a dragon several meters away. the dragon's mouth opens and a cloud of silver gas begins to gather between its copious fangs. dumage grips spike by the shoulders and pulls him into the next door down the hall, squeezing their bodies into the narrow space as the dragon unleashes a cone of gas down the length of it. ]

[bigbad]

[Spike follows her easily, holding up his coat to shield her as much as she can, for all the good that'll do against gas.]

[postergirl]

[ well, he at least resists getting paralyzed but the hallway is full of gas and he can't see how the bad guys fared on the other end as it drifts down that way. 76 dmg tho ;; dumage is out of the cone tucked against the door so she misses the worst of it, but coughs into his chest. ] We have to go! Is that thing here to save us or kill us?!

[bigbad]

Bloody hell if I know, but let's not stick around and find out!

[He grabs her hand and starts pulling her down the hallway. However they're faring, they're probably plenty distracted at least. Seems like a good time for an escape attempt.]

[postergirl]

[ guess who lacks the upper body strength to CLIMB UP ON A DRAGONS BACK this girl she rolled a 2 :( ]

[bigbad]

[Oh my god, Dumage. This is why you've got Spike, at least, here to pick her up (str 18) and... oh my god that's a crit fail PSYCH action point says climb 16.]

[postergirl]

[ she will wrap her arms around his neck and hold on for dear life as the dragon unleashes a loud, screeching roar that sends shivers up her spine. she buries her head against spike, as the dragon retracts from the hotel amid more splintering glass, the sound of flapping wings deafening around them, and stirring up a wild wind. ]

[bigbad]

[Spike lets out a whoop, keeping an arm tightly around her and holding on to.... anything you can hold onto with a dragon. He's experienced a lot of crazy things since waking up without memories so many years ago. This? Might top all of them.]

[postergirl]

[ and up, up, and away they go into the clouds! she spares one glance back to where a few guards appear in the window, firing weapons up pointlessly but it's too late. it gets cold as they go further up, which just means she's not inclined to let go of him even if it wouldn't mean maybe falling to her death. ]

[bigbad]

[Spike shifts his coat, trying to get it to cover her too as best he can. He would take it off and give it to her, but honestly not letting go of the thing that's flying them into the stratosphere beats chivalry right now.]

[postergirl]

[ she finally breaks the silence, as she takes note of his attempts ] Don't worry yourself too much about it, darling. If I turn into a popsicle and fall to my death, it might be preferable to the way I'm likely to go now.

[bigbad]

[He chuckles lightly, ducking his head towards her.] Be a rather anticlimatic way to end the night after all this. I'm so bloody glad you came.

[postergirl]

I only went with them in the first place to distract them from killing us both, you daft git. [ there's some fondness in the insult, at least ] Little did I know you intended to give them a second go at it.

[bigbad]

I figured. That's why I came back for you. [He quirks an eyebrow.] Figured I'm far too much a moron for them to see as a real threat. Wynn's hired muscle, right?

[postergirl]

You've got guts, I'll give you that.

I imagine the others weren't so inclined to think the best of my intentions. I hardly expect a warm welcome.

[bigbad]

Have you ever expected a warm welcome?

[He shrugs a shoulder.]

People might surprise you. And if they don't, my fist might surprise them.

[He's probably not going to beat up everyone who's cold towards Dumage. Probably.]

[postergirl]

Now that I would enjoy seeing.

[bigbad]

[He gives her an amused look.] I'm still hoping for they surprise you. Or at least give you the benefit of the doubt. You didn't need to come with me.

[postergirl]

[ she looks askance, down at the clouds and ocean below them ] I suppose not.