Having snuk to the side of the reaper, Michael lept at it, stabbing it in the spine while channeling voodoo through the Batton, desintegrating the reaper.
He then made a gesture at the uccupants of the cage to stay quiet.
Jack looked around. "So. Many. Souls... Shame." he mutters. A knife appears from a cloud of smoke, and he sneaks around the room. One Reaper wanders near him, and he plunges the blade into his face.
OOC: So I'm guessing there are two reapers and two cages left?
Silver: I came here last night and came back in the morning. I made a post right after I had a class, and that's when you appeared again.
Varger quickly bores of the scenary. It wasn't exciting, differant or threatening. He rounds a corner, sighing as he does and notices one of the mech girls had been wandering too. He stops and begins to slowly back up. "Great...one of Sniper's girlfriends..." he says in a hushed tone.
"Rank? I'm not militairy...used to be as far as I can tell." He puts his hood down. "You're one of them chicks that hangs around with, with that crazy armour. You fired at the Conglomerant soldiers when they came for me." He stops backing up but begins running through his systems to select a prefered selection of weapons for close combat should things kick off.
Seeing that only one reaper was left, Michael walked over to it and simply shot it in the chest and head several times. Then taking the creature's soul.
Jack grins. One left...
He charges a black orb of smoke and hits the Reaper with it, killing him and some civilians.
Quick as a flash, he rams his knife into each corpse.
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