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3) The Editor IS a good friend of mine, but still a good critic
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"Well, that was fun" stated Nikolai lying on the floor of the cavern. Two feet away from the ravine.
"Yeah" replied Takeo collecting his breath and calmly sipping his canteen.
"Maybe we should fall down immeasurable abysses more often?"
"Or just hang out."
"Yeah, that sounds a little less painful."
The Russian stood and lifted his AUG-HBAR. "Perhaps we should find the others?"
Then the Pack-a-Punch machine appeared next to them.
"Who needs 'em?" stated Nikolai inserting his machine gun.
A newer, cooler version appeared, with a large Holographic Sight on top and a larger magazine.
"So, you are called HYD-HANL? Hmph, I've heard worse."
Takeo inserted his Intervention and rubbed his hands anxiously. It popped out and he examined it closely.
It was a little bit longer and the scope was pretty huge compared to earlier. On the side was etched "Rehab".
He smiled to himself. "Rehab. Nice."
Dempsey was again checking his mobile, but now he had a new app.
"I still wonder how I get service down here" he muttered updating his Tiny Tower.
"How you doing?" asked Sam checking her own.
"I got fifty floors and one hundred five guests. You?"
"Oh, pretty well. Ninety floors and 150 residents."
Dempsey looked at her sideways. "Are you one of those chicks who like to one-up everyone else's stories?"
"No. I knew someone way worse than me at that."
He shrugged. "Whatever."
He nonchalantly flipped the lever next to him and a bottle of Double Tap came out. He casually gulped it and burped.
"Good old American milkshake. I love it."
She did the same and got a glass of White Lightning. She sipped it slowly, enjoying the burning sensation in her throat.
"Almost perfect. But it needs something" she muttered examining it. She pulled out one of the rounds to her USP .45 and a knife. She pried the casing off the round and poured the powder into the bottle. Once she had thought it was enough, she tossed the shell aside and sipped her new cocktail.
"Mmm. Tastegasm."
Dempsey looked at her. "Ah what?"
"Tastegasm. An orgasm from tasting something really good."
He smacked his head into a nearby wall. "Why didn't I jump with Nikolai?"
"Well this fucking sucks!" yelled Nikolai sprinting away from the bouncers behind him.
"Don't talk! Just shoot!" ordered Takeo raising his Type 95. He embedded several bursts into its head before reloading and running. Nikolai was doing the same with his HYD, but it only involved one magazine.
"We need a strategy!" exclaimed the Russian.
"You should've upgraded your launcher damn it!"
"But I got a cool ass machine gun though!"
The samurai shook his head. Some people clearly had their priorities mixed up.
He noticed a large platform next to him constructed out of wood. He jumped on and peered over the railing.
Into the abyss. He smiled as he got an idea.
"Lead them here!" he ordered hopping over the rail. He began to descend, using the supports as hand holds.
Nikolai sprinted onto the platform and knew what Takeo was planning. Deciding it all revolved around him, he wrapped a coil or rope around his chest and tied it to a nearby stalactite.
He heard Takeo sawing away at the supports and knew he had gotten the general idea right. So he continued with his train of thought.
"Come on your capitalist pigs!" he yelled firing his machine gun. "I got more than enough me to spread around!"
The two bouncers charged him, their huge hands raised to crush him instantly.
As soon as they hit the platform, he leaped off.
Just as Takeo cut through the last support. The platform tried its best to stay onto the rock, but without any support from below crumpled. Along with the two bouncers.
Nikolai fell about twenty feet before he was yanked upward by the rope. He grunted as it dug into his mid-section.
"Yep, that's shit" he noted sniffing the air.
Takeo turned to him. They were barely five feet apart after all. "Sup?"
"Just hanging around, nothing much. Just pooped myself too."
"I didn't need to know that."
"Yeah. Got any plan to get back up?"
"Ah, yes. Well, I did."
He held up the broken rope to show evidence of this.
"So, I'm kinda tied to a rope. Think you can climb on me?"
"You just shat yourself."
"How long can you hold yourself there?
Takeo thought about it. "Don't move."
"Oh, and watch out for my back pocket. I have a second bottle in there."
Takeo sighed and prepared himself for an ungodly stench. Then he jumped.
"Oh God damn it Nikolai!"
Yeah, I love writing this. I love it so much.