Cold Bitter Truth

Wind Wolf's AOL Blog: Knife fight in the alley
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Wind Wolf here.  I think everything might eventually be OK, and I may leave the field with everything I was born with still attached. Despite Karma working against me.

So my crew got a nice milk run, keeping the peace if you will during a meet.  Of course it goes to drek, thanks to a third party intent on upping the body count.  Once everyone is dead that we're keeping the peace for, we go "Peace" and hit the bricks, with some goons in hot foot pursuit.

We duck around a corner … into a dead end.  Good news, there are two doors.  Bad news, both have maglocks.  We pick one, and go to work on the lock.  Right about when 5 of the aforementioned goons roll around.

They have big scary pistols, so I duck behind cover and call out Brother Wolf.  Our sniper, perhaps with not the best decision making ever, stands up and levels a punk with his IBCM launcher/sniper rifle (I mean, ewww).  He then took a pistol round to the head … good thing he had that helmet, know what I'm saying?  Tempest and Juniper in the crew popped another, and Brother Wolf took out two more.  At this point I feel I should state how my impressive leadership and inspiration was critical to the team. Last guy skedaddled, but not before Tempest owned his commlink.

So we finally got that lock open, and got a really, really impressively large hand cannon leveled at us, by perhaps the scariest grandma ever.  "My what big barrels you have, Grandma!  The better to turn your head into a canoe, my dear."

We decided to politely take our leave.  Tempest noted that the gang bangers apparently had a vehicle coming for us, so we bolted out of the CZ to lick our wounds and plan our next steps.  Hopefully someone will spring for nutrisoy later …


Another day another dollar

It's business as usual in Chicago take a job get paid. But this is Chicago were talking about there's no such thing as business as usual here. Take a job and you get paid or maybe you get dead or maybe you get stiffed. You always know which way the wind is going to blow here. Cold and hard.


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