"All right, so what do we do now? Getting back into BlackCo is way out of question."
"I don't think so. Come with us." The three turned to see the a welding torch breaking through the basement door.
"Don't make it harder for you, open it!" another voice from the outside said. "Do you have any weapons?" Sandra asked before being tugged by Sharon to a large box in a corner; the two conjoined twins almost tripped over, but made it to the box and began rummaging through it with all four hands.
"Watch this, girls!" Jim said with a smile, and connected a large alligator clip coming from some oldish-looking apparatus to a water pipe; just as the poundings outside began to deform the door frame, he connected the other clip to the handle.
"Push the button, Frank!" he told Sharon and Sandra; the latter reached up and closed a knife switch.
Who's Frank?
Just some show, Sandra.
The power in the house failed for a second, just as it happens with electric chairs. The welder stopped in its track and a muffled scream was heard outside. "One less." Jim said simply, then jumped down the stairs and shut the Tesla Coil down.
"Is he..."
"Probably alive, but won't bother us for a good while."
"Say Jim, I know this is a nailgun... though it beats me why it has two barrels... but" "what kind of thing is this? Looks like a Super Soaker with a generator."
"Well, that's a Super Soaker. Keely style, though. Closest thing to a railgun my budget can manage. Refire is poor though." Jim said cryptically.
I'll use it, I've got better aim.
No way! Besides I have better aim.
"Jim who gets to keep the railgun?"
"Well Sandra, Sharon's a lawyer... so I suppose she can shoot sharp."
Told you.
"Whatever" Sandra replied "Yeah, now let's get out of here." Sharon concluded as Jim put his armor back on.
Thu Mar 9 03:43:35 2000