Re: RPG: Biohazard
Eva walked into the open crossroad, it was eerily quiet and that chill continued to stay with her. The street also seemed unusually dark. Eva noticed that a couple of the street lights were out and that there were signs of a vehicle accident.
On the ground something caught the light and gave a dull flicker but it was enough for Eva to notice. She crouched down to observe and was immediately puzzled. The item looked like a fingernail but it was certainly not human.
Eva pulled a small pack from a concealed section of her dress. From the pack she took a pair of tweezers and a small sterile evidence bag. She picked up the fingernail to observe it more closely. A sharp clang almost made her drop it. Instead she slipped it into her bag and immediately replaced her pack in its hidden sheath.
Eva turned to see a man heading towards her. There was something unnatural about him and every instinct told Eva to run. Yet her training made her hold her ground. Ã¢Â€ÂœWas there an accident here?Ã¢Â€Â she asked feigning innocence.
The man continued walking towards her. Eva had a moment to recognise the walk of a military trained man but there was something wrong with this one. He kept his eyes lowered and in shadow as he neared her. Eva was compelled to run but she had a feeling that this was exactly what the man wanted.
He stopped within a pace of her and tilted his head slightly. It was enough for her to see the glint of amber tinted eyes. Something flickered through EvaÃ¢Â€Â™s memory but before she could analyse it the man had his hand around her throat.
Eva reached for her gun but then man simply said, Ã¢Â€ÂœDonÃ¢Â€Â™t.Ã¢Â€Â
It wasnÃ¢Â€Â™t a warning it was a command and Eva knew it. She waited for him to twist his grip and for her life to end but he gently turned her head towards the light as he examined her. Ã¢Â€ÂœEva,Ã¢Â€Â he said with newly discovered recognition.
Eva blinked in confusion, she wanted to speak but his grip on her throat was too much.
Ã¢Â€ÂœHeÃ¢Â€Â™s dead you know,Ã¢Â€Â the man said simply.
Opening her mouth Eva tried to ask if he meant Gerric. Suddenly the man let her go, Ã¢Â€ÂœYou need to leave right now. Death is coming.Ã¢Â€Â
Eva stumbled back and moved as advised. There was once place that was close that she considered safe. She made her way at a fast jog but she didnÃ¢Â€Â™t go directly to her uncleÃ¢Â€Â™s, she didnÃ¢Â€Â™t want to lead danger to his haven.
Once Eva was satisfied that she wasnÃ¢Â€Â™t being followed she made her way through the kitchen entrance into the Prime Time Cafe. Oddly enough the kitchen staff were peering through the swing door windows.
Ã¢Â€ÂœWhatÃ¢Â€Â™s up?Ã¢Â€Â Eva asked Nelly, one of the long time waitresses.
Ã¢Â€ÂœWe got some CCP creeps wanting to question your uncle, or at least thatÃ¢Â€Â™s the gist of what we heard.Ã¢Â€Â Nelly informed her.
Eva nodded and made her way to the bar entrance. The two parties outside were so absorbed in watching each other that they didnÃ¢Â€Â™t notice as she moved through the bar gate. She slipped off her shoes and padded silently behind them, with both her pistols she placed the barrels under each mansÃ¢Â€Â™ jaw, Ã¢Â€ÂœDrop your weapons boys and nobody dies.Ã¢Â€Â
Ã¢Â€ÂœIsnÃ¢Â€Â™t it supposed to be nobody gets hurt,Ã¢Â€Â one man said, he had the distinct movements of a cop; out of the two men he dropped his weapon.
Ã¢Â€ÂœDead or hurt, you get the idea,Ã¢Â€Â Eva said simply as she waited for the other man to drop his weapon. Ã¢Â€ÂœYou donÃ¢Â€Â™t like female authority?Ã¢Â€Â Eva asked as she gently nudged the stubborn one to encourage him to drop the gun.
He glared at the men across the room, Ã¢Â€ÂœI donÃ¢Â€Â™t trust your friends.Ã¢Â€Â
Ã¢Â€ÂœThey play nice when asked,Ã¢Â€Â Eva informed him.
For the first time the man looked at her and he immediately lowered his gun. Ã¢Â€ÂœI came to see you anyway.Ã¢Â€Â
EvaÃ¢Â€Â™s brow furrowed as she eased off with her pistols, Ã¢Â€ÂœNow that I didnÃ¢Â€Â™t expect.Ã¢Â€Â
Uncle Vinnie quickly relieved the men of their guns, Ã¢Â€ÂœYou get these back when you leave,Ã¢Â€Â he informed them.
Eva re-holstered her pistols and as usual it drew a lot of male attention.
Ã¢Â€ÂœInteresting place you keep your weapons,Ã¢Â€Â said the man who was very cop-like.
Eva smiled, Ã¢Â€ÂœEasy access is always best.Ã¢Â€Â She turned to the more serious of the two, Ã¢Â€ÂœSo to what do I owe such a spectacular visitor?Ã¢Â€Â
It was like thousands of voices cried out for a sequel and were suddenly silenced...