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Along the Mirror's Edge

Misha Hiroki

Supernova
Joined
Jan 14, 2009
Roslyn leaped and ran across the rooftops of the city, heading for the next pick-up point. Her long black hair braided into a long rope flowed behind her as she practically flew through the air. Merc hard her next delivery ready in a ventilation shaft on top of the building with the ugly bulldog on it. It shouldn't be too hard to get there since all of the blues seemed to be gravitating toward Fayth and Celeste for the time being. She slid down into the vent and did her best to slow her fall so she didn't hurt herself. The yellow bag was right where Merc said it would be, so she grabbed it and looked inside for the destination. "Roof of the mall in...twenty minutes!" She shot back up the vent to get back onto the roof and start running toward the mall. She would be lucky if she made it in twice the given amount of time.
 
"This is Wixer; visual on the target there, Rubas?" came the staticy communication from over a vest-mounted radio. "That's a negative," Leo said into the radio, holding down the button on the side. He groaned softly when he saw an all too familiar figure jump onto the roof, and slide down a vent. "Wait, no, I see her," he said, as he pushed himself to his feet.

He and Roslyn had been close, growing up, and it had been no surprise when their parents had tied the knot, which had kept the then-thirteen year old Leonard from confessing that he had a thing for his would be step-sister. What had come as a surprise, though, was when Roslyn had become a runner for the underground. And as a man who had taken the same parkour courses she had (before runners were an issue), he had joined a government project to keep her safe.

He hadn't been really expectng to be put on the team of the group heading out to capture her, though. As Roslyn started toward the mall, Leonard Rubas, and Geoffrey Wixer, both slid down the sloped roofs, before they took a death-defying leap onto the roof Roslyn had been on moments ago.

"Be advised; she's heading your way. Kincaid, Williams, get off your asses and prepare to capture her," Wixer said, as he and Leo ran alongside one another, following Roslyn as they unholstered their stun guns. Resplendent in the dark uniforms of the Icarus runners, they were in hot pursuit.
 
Roslyn began to hear footsteps near her as she ran toward the mall. She glanced back on her left and right and saw other runners, but they weren't runners...They wore blue on their uniforms, and all the uniforms were the same, which only meant one thing. "Blues?!" She secured the yellow back tight to her side and held her hand to her earpiece. "Merc! There are blues after me, and they run! What the hell is going on!?" She used a billboard to hop across to another building then bashed a door in to see if she could lose them in the corridors.
 
Arms pumping, stun guns held tight in hand, Leo and Wixer took a running leap between two buildings, continuing after Roslyn. Kincaid, one of their backup squadmates, was sprinting down the hall of the building Roslyn had burst into... He'd gone for a bathroom break inside the building she'd tried to duck into, and so now they were running towards one another. "The fuck?" he yelled, as he unholstered his stun gun. "S-stop!" he yelled, aiming shakily... He liked to run, not fight. Wixer, who'd reached the doorway by now, lined up a shot and took it. The little piece of metal was shot on a long, ductile cord, and it caught her in the rear, sending a high amount of voltage into her body. Kincaid, getting the courage to fire, shot as well, catching her in the leg, sending yet more voltage through her body. Leonard stopped at the edge of the door, panting..

No... She'd been cornered... And there was no way he could fight off his three squad mates, as the fourth would be there within seconds. She was caught...
 
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