PoliteSuccubus
Spinster Aunt of Lit
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Luna Lupa and the Black Spirals
Most of the Luna Lupa staff were in the cook tent eating, laughing and having an unoffical staff meeting when the frist pair of motorcycles cruised past. Each bike held a pair of riders, clad in black leathers and dark visored helmets.
Runs didn't pay them much mind. They didn't slow or even turn their heads towards the packed up trucks that held the Luna Lupa. However, when a second and then a thrid pair of bikes went past he called Hides to use the cameras to scan the lot.
Before Hides could complete his scan the frist fire bombs were thrown under the parked trucks from the returning bikes, drivers bent low, riders perched on the back of the soft tails and lobbing Thermite Gernades.
Rolls of canvas caught fire with a harsh white light, billows of white smoke rose into the air. The Tilt-a-Whirl truck exploded, throwing shrapnel and burning gobs of Thermite melted steel everywhere. Several of the roadies who had come pouring out of the cook tent towards the fire where now rolling on the ground, shreiking as metal burned into their flesh.
Shifting quickly Runs vaulted the fence and ran towards one of the bikes, eyes red and claws fully extended. One of the riders vaulted off the back of the bike, causeing it to slew slightly, and tore off it's leathers as it morphed into a ugly and twisted Black Spiral Dance grinning hidously at him.
Rana ran out of the cook tent in the throng and took in the scene in a glance. Grabing the nearest person she yelled "Get the other trucks away from the fire and the fence! Pull the wounded back!"
"We gotta get the fire out, grab the fire gear!" Someone yelled, but Rana knew it was hopeless. Instead she loped towards the fence, shifting as she went. Behind her she sensed rather than saw Cookies ten foot form, silver chased battle klaive in hand and Clix's dark grey Crinos complete with Uzis.
Most of the Luna Lupa staff were in the cook tent eating, laughing and having an unoffical staff meeting when the frist pair of motorcycles cruised past. Each bike held a pair of riders, clad in black leathers and dark visored helmets.
Runs didn't pay them much mind. They didn't slow or even turn their heads towards the packed up trucks that held the Luna Lupa. However, when a second and then a thrid pair of bikes went past he called Hides to use the cameras to scan the lot.
Before Hides could complete his scan the frist fire bombs were thrown under the parked trucks from the returning bikes, drivers bent low, riders perched on the back of the soft tails and lobbing Thermite Gernades.
Rolls of canvas caught fire with a harsh white light, billows of white smoke rose into the air. The Tilt-a-Whirl truck exploded, throwing shrapnel and burning gobs of Thermite melted steel everywhere. Several of the roadies who had come pouring out of the cook tent towards the fire where now rolling on the ground, shreiking as metal burned into their flesh.
Shifting quickly Runs vaulted the fence and ran towards one of the bikes, eyes red and claws fully extended. One of the riders vaulted off the back of the bike, causeing it to slew slightly, and tore off it's leathers as it morphed into a ugly and twisted Black Spiral Dance grinning hidously at him.
Rana ran out of the cook tent in the throng and took in the scene in a glance. Grabing the nearest person she yelled "Get the other trucks away from the fire and the fence! Pull the wounded back!"
"We gotta get the fire out, grab the fire gear!" Someone yelled, but Rana knew it was hopeless. Instead she loped towards the fence, shifting as she went. Behind her she sensed rather than saw Cookies ten foot form, silver chased battle klaive in hand and Clix's dark grey Crinos complete with Uzis.