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Re: Steel Sky (Adelle/Mind Flayer)
The meeting went on for a while, leaving Adelle with some ability to follow what was going on. The argument at the middle table was getting more heated by the minute, mostly between Isolda's sister and Miguel, who had actually lost a bit of his cool at the moment. Getting too close was probably a bad idea, so the busty girl steered clear as she went to retrieve another beer from the counter.
Just then, the sound of glass shattering brought a complete stop to everything that was going on. All of a sudden, pretty much everyone besides the waitresses had guns out and were facing the window, which now had a huge hole in it as a steel cable-bound piece of girder had smashed through it like a swinging hammer. The entire room was an uncertain state and waiting for an attack, which did not appear to come. However, when she focused her eyes a bit, Adelle could see a blurry outline of someone rather big standing there in the side of the room, right next to the table where Miguel's goons were. And it appeared to be familiar to her. "Finally, I've found out where you vultures nest... I should have known that it would be a vice den like this..." the familiar and somewhat comforting voice addressed the people in the room. The busty girl managed to catch a glimpse of Priscilla's majestic frame before the unnatural woman blew her ice breath onto the middle of the group, stiffening the Latino thugs into near immobility and swathing the room in a thick cold mist that nearly eliminated visibility from everyone. The room exploded into curses in varied languages and flying bullets, though the leaders seemed to be unshaken by the event. While the entirety of the arsenal present had been shot in the direction of Priscilla, there was no sign of any hits actually landing on her as the corner wall and window was demolished with the amount of lead that hit it. All of a sudden, the meeting had turned into a lethal warzone with near zero visibility.
The meeting went on for a while, leaving Adelle with some ability to follow what was going on. The argument at the middle table was getting more heated by the minute, mostly between Isolda's sister and Miguel, who had actually lost a bit of his cool at the moment. Getting too close was probably a bad idea, so the busty girl steered clear as she went to retrieve another beer from the counter.
Just then, the sound of glass shattering brought a complete stop to everything that was going on. All of a sudden, pretty much everyone besides the waitresses had guns out and were facing the window, which now had a huge hole in it as a steel cable-bound piece of girder had smashed through it like a swinging hammer. The entire room was an uncertain state and waiting for an attack, which did not appear to come. However, when she focused her eyes a bit, Adelle could see a blurry outline of someone rather big standing there in the side of the room, right next to the table where Miguel's goons were. And it appeared to be familiar to her. "Finally, I've found out where you vultures nest... I should have known that it would be a vice den like this..." the familiar and somewhat comforting voice addressed the people in the room. The busty girl managed to catch a glimpse of Priscilla's majestic frame before the unnatural woman blew her ice breath onto the middle of the group, stiffening the Latino thugs into near immobility and swathing the room in a thick cold mist that nearly eliminated visibility from everyone. The room exploded into curses in varied languages and flying bullets, though the leaders seemed to be unshaken by the event. While the entirety of the arsenal present had been shot in the direction of Priscilla, there was no sign of any hits actually landing on her as the corner wall and window was demolished with the amount of lead that hit it. All of a sudden, the meeting had turned into a lethal warzone with near zero visibility.