<spoiler=We briefly pan to the Robot>Still watching the Stuff
<spoiler=Jayne>Escapist is kicking me in the ass rather hard right now, so pardon me for not replying on what you just did. Eh hem, As you reached the door it is barred from the inside and two men are loitering with guns at hand...(combat armor and combat shotguns, ffff)
<spoiler=Ashley's Ashes>(Music @http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2B_fjaQxJ-Q )
"What you've got there anyway? Caps to pay us off or something?" The leader chuckled as the baton buzzed, the constant clicking of the lighter was like a metronome.
"Nope, just my Love." Gripping the bag with her thumb and pinky letting it hang slightly open she reached in, lit, and tossed a bright red cylinder wit sparks coming at the end of it with practiced ease.
"Dynamite!" The men hit the ground as it bounced off the leaders back, some dropped there weapons as it rolled and hissed the short fuse all but gone with a whiff of smoke. Looking up and gripping there weapons as hot death had yet to rain on them, they slowly got up.
"You B***H!" One shouted, "A dud?" said another who picked it up with one hand still holding a collar.
"Yeah, these ain't!" Ashley hurled with a snarl 4 bushels of cherry bombs in to the faces all hissing away to go boom.
Running forward as 2 less agile howled in pain, and others managed to duck under, she rammed a armored boot with a kick to the chest of the leader causing him to fall in to the two blinded.
The one with the collar leaped forward as she turned to punch the one with the bat and attempted to wrest the helmet off, back pedaling she rammed him in to a mirror breaking it and earning a few cuts on the slaver. With a ringing wooden thud, the thug with the bat swung for home and watched in dismay as it snapped at the end from the force.
It earned a slight wheeze as Ashley stumbled forward letting the bleeding and dazed slaver fall to the ground. Ramming forward like a bull she caught the batter in to a stall and against a toilet shattering it and spraying water against it.
One stumbled up from behind, his face covered with small burns and his left eye shut tight as Ashley was recovering from her ram. Moving to swing upon her head, he slipped in the gushing water just as Ashley managed to pick a piece of broken toilet and threw it out, hitting a rising Slaver with the collars in the chin.