TheCorsair
Pēdicãbo ego võs et irrumäbo
- Joined
- Dec 17, 2013
"Shit," Sam snarled, resisting the urge to resist as a man took her Thompson and then relieved her of her automatic and her heat ray. If it was just her, on her own, she might have tried anyway. But it wasn't just her, and too many of her friends could get hurt or killed if she tried. Better to wait for an opportunity. Then a boot slammed into the back of her knee, sending her down on all fours.
Duvernay sneered at her from where he stood by Anne Marie. "Stuck up Mexican cunt. Shoulda taken the hint, when we offered up the other girl. But no. You and your foreign friends gotta stick your nose in where you aren't wanted."
"What are we going to do with them?" another man asked, dumping the collected arms of the team in one corner. He leered at Anne Marie. "I mean, I got some ideas..."
"We will make them an offering to Ghede," Rafael stated as he entered the room. "He will decide the best uses for them. Or have you forgotten your vows?"
"Gentlemen," the Professor said, sounding confident and amused, "may I make a few comments?"
"Shaddup," Duvernay snarled.
Rafael looked amused. "Do you think this is one of your Penny Dreadful? That this is where we will confess all, and then you will escape at the last minute?"
The Professor snorted. "Hardly. I merely wanted to point out that your nation is backwards and primitive, and that will be your undoing."
Duvernay snarled and stepped forward, but Rafael stopped him with a hand on his shoulder. "Brave words for a prisoner," the mulatto laughed. "Pray, continue. Amuse us, and explain."
"In an age of electricity, you still use gas lights," the Professor remarked. "And you don't know how to recognize a miniaturized ray projector..". With that, he wiggled his fingers. A pale pink beam erupted from the ruby ring on his hand, burning a hole I to the ceiling. Suddenly, flame erupted from the severed gas line. Everyone stared in shock at the roaring jet of fire, and the flame spreading across the ceiling.
Then Colin tackled the man by the guns. As they went down, Sam rolled into her back, lifted her leg, and drove her booted heel up and forward into another man's crotch. "Fuck!" Duvernay screamed, bringing up his gun. "Kill them!"
Duvernay sneered at her from where he stood by Anne Marie. "Stuck up Mexican cunt. Shoulda taken the hint, when we offered up the other girl. But no. You and your foreign friends gotta stick your nose in where you aren't wanted."
"What are we going to do with them?" another man asked, dumping the collected arms of the team in one corner. He leered at Anne Marie. "I mean, I got some ideas..."
"We will make them an offering to Ghede," Rafael stated as he entered the room. "He will decide the best uses for them. Or have you forgotten your vows?"
"Gentlemen," the Professor said, sounding confident and amused, "may I make a few comments?"
"Shaddup," Duvernay snarled.
Rafael looked amused. "Do you think this is one of your Penny Dreadful? That this is where we will confess all, and then you will escape at the last minute?"
The Professor snorted. "Hardly. I merely wanted to point out that your nation is backwards and primitive, and that will be your undoing."
Duvernay snarled and stepped forward, but Rafael stopped him with a hand on his shoulder. "Brave words for a prisoner," the mulatto laughed. "Pray, continue. Amuse us, and explain."
"In an age of electricity, you still use gas lights," the Professor remarked. "And you don't know how to recognize a miniaturized ray projector..". With that, he wiggled his fingers. A pale pink beam erupted from the ruby ring on his hand, burning a hole I to the ceiling. Suddenly, flame erupted from the severed gas line. Everyone stared in shock at the roaring jet of fire, and the flame spreading across the ceiling.
Then Colin tackled the man by the guns. As they went down, Sam rolled into her back, lifted her leg, and drove her booted heel up and forward into another man's crotch. "Fuck!" Duvernay screamed, bringing up his gun. "Kill them!"