Post by Alkaiser on Feb 29, 2008 8:20:23 GMT 1
(OOC: Continued from my departure in the Let it Bleed thread.)
Down the hallways, one man had not quite finished all of his business near the Gymnasium. A frantic dash of feet against tile gave way to the figure that belonged to Steve Barzahd, making his return trip to the athletic wing. His focus was trash...more or less. In each garbage container stationed at the entrances to the Gymnasium there was suspected to be an explosive.
The mere thought of an entire school paying for his failure to act was sickening to Alkaiser. All he had wanted all day was a good deal of action, but instead he was stuck playing garbageman because some psycho had to go planting bombs. "Oh, the agony." Alkaiser thought as he ran. There were three entrances to the gymnasium...the first of which was on the North side, at the visitor's entrance. The second was on the East side, closest to his current location, near the locker rooms. The final door was at the South side, which was the student entrance.
The locker rooms came first, and were the easy disposal, because the trash can was outside of the actual entrance, meaning he didn't have to concern himself with getting in. He swoops down the hallway, taking the entire can as he passes. It's heavy, and slows his motion down a little. Still, he hauls it all the way to the North side, at the visitor's entrance. That trash can was just outside of the actual building, meaning that he could grab it and drag it away from the school. Two trash cans now in his grasp, he drags them all the way out into the parking lot, where they will not do any damage to any of the students at least.
The last can was tricky, because it was actually inside of the locked down gym. Alkaiser rushes to think up his plan, and then, epiphany. "The stage!" he thinks to himself, realizing that his prior entrance is the answer to his current problem. Time was quickly running low. Barzahd dashes off, determined to get to that trap door and deal with that last final threat...
Down the hallways, one man had not quite finished all of his business near the Gymnasium. A frantic dash of feet against tile gave way to the figure that belonged to Steve Barzahd, making his return trip to the athletic wing. His focus was trash...more or less. In each garbage container stationed at the entrances to the Gymnasium there was suspected to be an explosive.
The mere thought of an entire school paying for his failure to act was sickening to Alkaiser. All he had wanted all day was a good deal of action, but instead he was stuck playing garbageman because some psycho had to go planting bombs. "Oh, the agony." Alkaiser thought as he ran. There were three entrances to the gymnasium...the first of which was on the North side, at the visitor's entrance. The second was on the East side, closest to his current location, near the locker rooms. The final door was at the South side, which was the student entrance.
The locker rooms came first, and were the easy disposal, because the trash can was outside of the actual entrance, meaning he didn't have to concern himself with getting in. He swoops down the hallway, taking the entire can as he passes. It's heavy, and slows his motion down a little. Still, he hauls it all the way to the North side, at the visitor's entrance. That trash can was just outside of the actual building, meaning that he could grab it and drag it away from the school. Two trash cans now in his grasp, he drags them all the way out into the parking lot, where they will not do any damage to any of the students at least.
The last can was tricky, because it was actually inside of the locked down gym. Alkaiser rushes to think up his plan, and then, epiphany. "The stage!" he thinks to himself, realizing that his prior entrance is the answer to his current problem. Time was quickly running low. Barzahd dashes off, determined to get to that trap door and deal with that last final threat...