Ch.8 Sunday Mornin’ Comin’ Down
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Re: Ch.8 Sunday Mornin’ Comin’ Down
”Just sick,” said the Sheriff, who appeared to be holding himself up by gripping onto the table. At the knock at the door, he pushed himself along the wall on rubbery legs and pulled the door open.
A concerned-looking Lawrence stood silhouetted on the step. Beyond him, where the car lights shone were the sounds of car doors opening and the crunch of running feet on gravel... ...
A concerned-looking Lawrence stood silhouetted on the step. Beyond him, where the car lights shone were the sounds of car doors opening and the crunch of running feet on gravel... ...
Re: Ch.8 Sunday Mornin’ Comin’ Down
Howard quickly runs up to the Sheriff, positioning himself so that he can grab the gun out of his holster if necessary.
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William keeps his right hand near his pistol, ready to draw it if things turn south.
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The crunching swapped for pounding on wood as the runners leapt up the steps and into the house. Roughly dressed and wide-eyed, half a dozen or more Creoles burst in through the front door, sweeping Lawrence and the Sheriff before then, and pushing Howard back into the living room where Thomas and William awaited.
From the kitchen came the sound of a door being slammed open and the sound of more running feet... ...
From the kitchen came the sound of a door being slammed open and the sound of more running feet... ...
Re: Ch.8 Sunday Mornin’ Comin’ Down
"What the-!?" Lawrence exclaimed as he was swept out of the way. He was both surprised and confused, as one tends to be when situations like this happen, and cautiously moved his hand towards his trusty revolver.
"What's going here?"
"What's going here?"
Re: Ch.8 Sunday Mornin’ Comin’ Down
"Upstairs," hisses William, already running for the stairs, gripping his pistol. There's no way to escape from the front or the back with people rushing inside, and while it might not be easy to escape from upstairs, at least the stairs will act as a funnel and prevent too many of them from rushing them at once.
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His blood up, Howard lashes out wildly at his assailants. He won't go down without a fight.
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Thomas is shocked by the events unfolding before him, and runs over to Howard to back him up.
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Whatever their assailant’s intent, it became quickly apparent that it wasn’t to kill them - at least not yet!
William twisted past the first Creole like a star quarterback before the second changed direction and tried to tackle him before he could get up the stairs. William cleared the first three in a single bound but as he prepared spring forth again, his ankle was taken out by the second Creole and he found himself standing on nothing so much as thin air. He fell heavily on the stairs, his pistol cartwheeling away with a “thonk” noise as it bounced down the steps.
As Thomas moved to back him up, Howard swung at the Creole who was running towards him. A haymaker sailed over the head of the Creole, but it was enough to put him off and his attempt to get ahold of Howard failed.
A second assailant barrelled into Thomas to try to take him down to the floor. They grasped each other like a Greco-Roman wrestlers, but his assailant’s forward momentum and apparent greater strength saw the young policeman pushed back into the living room.
Lawrence found himself being manhandled along the corridor by another burly Creole, who kept pushing him back in the direction of the kitchen. Neither were able to get a grip on each other so neither had the advantage over the other.
William twisted past the first Creole like a star quarterback before the second changed direction and tried to tackle him before he could get up the stairs. William cleared the first three in a single bound but as he prepared spring forth again, his ankle was taken out by the second Creole and he found himself standing on nothing so much as thin air. He fell heavily on the stairs, his pistol cartwheeling away with a “thonk” noise as it bounced down the steps.
As Thomas moved to back him up, Howard swung at the Creole who was running towards him. A haymaker sailed over the head of the Creole, but it was enough to put him off and his attempt to get ahold of Howard failed.
A second assailant barrelled into Thomas to try to take him down to the floor. They grasped each other like a Greco-Roman wrestlers, but his assailant’s forward momentum and apparent greater strength saw the young policeman pushed back into the living room.
Lawrence found himself being manhandled along the corridor by another burly Creole, who kept pushing him back in the direction of the kitchen. Neither were able to get a grip on each other so neither had the advantage over the other.
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William throws a punch at the man who tackled him, trying to knock him out.
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Re: Ch.8 Sunday Mornin’ Comin’ Down
Lawrence steps back from his opponent to pull out his revolver, making a swing at the creole with his other fist.
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Howard swings another punch but his move is too obvious, and is easily avoided.
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Thomas aims a blow at his assailant.
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William hit the stairs but spun around and swung at his attacker but couldn’t connect. His attacker responded by trying to pin him to the stairs and he was quickly aided by the first Creole, who tried to grab arm before he could strike again. In the close confines of the staircase, however, they mainly got in each other’s way.
In the living room, Howard swung a sharp right hand with his assailant but missed. It was enough to put off the Creole, however, who failed in his attempt to subdue him.
Next to Howard, Thomas managed to make enough space between him and his Creole attacker to deliver a swift punch, which caused the man to duck out of the way and fail to follow through on wrestling Thomas to the ground.
On the threshold of the Kitchen, Lawrence stepped back suddenly and delivered a sharp jab which left his assailant with a bloody nose. As he moved to follow up his attack, he was jabbed sharply by another Creole who emerged from the cellar door, wielding a shotgun as a club...
In the living room, Howard swung a sharp right hand with his assailant but missed. It was enough to put off the Creole, however, who failed in his attempt to subdue him.
Next to Howard, Thomas managed to make enough space between him and his Creole attacker to deliver a swift punch, which caused the man to duck out of the way and fail to follow through on wrestling Thomas to the ground.
On the threshold of the Kitchen, Lawrence stepped back suddenly and delivered a sharp jab which left his assailant with a bloody nose. As he moved to follow up his attack, he was jabbed sharply by another Creole who emerged from the cellar door, wielding a shotgun as a club...
Re: Ch.8 Sunday Mornin’ Comin’ Down
Angry now, Howard swings again, and is rewarded with a powerful connection to the man's jaw.
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William takes another swing, hoping to quickly knock out one of the two men on him.
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Re: Ch.8 Sunday Mornin’ Comin’ Down
Lawrence, seething with rage, makes a wild swing at Assailant #5, unfortunately failing to connect.
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Thomas tries to follow up on his previous attack.
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William struck out but his fist failed to connect. His two assailants grabbed ahold of him and pinned him to the stairs and struggle as he might, he couldn’t move.
In the living room, Howard and Thomas lined up their Creole attackers, like a tag-team boxing bout. Both swung at their assailants - Howard was on target but was also caught with a flailing arm in return - but Thomas’ ducked out of the way before launching himself at the young policeman and pushing him back over an easy chair and falling on top of him.
In the kitchen, Lawrence easily ducked another swing of the shotgun butt, and avoided being caught by the Creole he was fighting, but was forced back down the corridor as several more Creole emerged from the cellar doorway, this time brandishing and assortment of weapons, knives, axes and a heavy club.
Back in the hallway, Sheriff Digne had managed to get back to his feet. He aimed his pistol at the ceiling and fired - causing everyone to flinch - before he lowered his aim at Howard. ”Give it up, boy, or I’ll shoot,” he snapped.
In the living room, Howard and Thomas lined up their Creole attackers, like a tag-team boxing bout. Both swung at their assailants - Howard was on target but was also caught with a flailing arm in return - but Thomas’ ducked out of the way before launching himself at the young policeman and pushing him back over an easy chair and falling on top of him.
In the kitchen, Lawrence easily ducked another swing of the shotgun butt, and avoided being caught by the Creole he was fighting, but was forced back down the corridor as several more Creole emerged from the cellar doorway, this time brandishing and assortment of weapons, knives, axes and a heavy club.
Back in the hallway, Sheriff Digne had managed to get back to his feet. He aimed his pistol at the ceiling and fired - causing everyone to flinch - before he lowered his aim at Howard. ”Give it up, boy, or I’ll shoot,” he snapped.
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