The Kludge's Guide to the Universe | Dangershop, Wednesday Afternoon (Week 4)

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"Now that you've mastered the art of the clever escape, it's time to master the speedy one."

Harper tapped a control, bringing up the empty cells from last week. "After all, breaking out of your cell is only the beginning."

"Your objective today is to make it to the spaceport on the other side of this dangerous, seedy city. You can split up, stay together, try to meet up with other escapees, then beg, bluff, and bribe your way though the city. One caveat though, keep violence to a minimum, not only does it attract attention, attacking your pursuers makes it personal. This goes double for deaths. You kill someone? You fail the exercise, as does everyone you're with at the time."

[ooc: The guards and inhabitants of the city are moddable for the most part since I'm kinda brain dead tonight but there might be a surprise or two.]

[ooc: OCD threads coming are up. Post away!]
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Re: The Lock-Up - Loners (Kludge - Wk4)

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Tempe had just entered an area of the building teeming with people. This definitely wasn't the way out.

Silently, she wished she'd worn something a little less conspicuous, as there was no way in hell she could blend in with this crowd.

"Hey, you!" one of the guards suddenly called out as he spotted her.

Aw, crud, Tempe thought, as she stood, frozen to the spot.

The guard was moving rapidly toward her. What the hell was she supposed to do now? Harper had said not to use any violence. Not that Tempe knew all that much about fighting someone twice the size of her, anyway.

Run like hell, run like hell...

And so she did, diving behind an ugly-looking statue a few minutes later, watching as the guard sped past.

She sat there for a few minutes, breathing hard. How could she get out of this? Play to her strengths, of course. But what were her strengths?

Words. She could make her way out with words. Man, she wished she'd actually been able to show up for Ivanova's workshop. That would've been so helpful right now. Outquipping the bad guy...

Oh well, guess it was up to her now.

She looked to make sure the coast was clear before coming out from behind the statue and making haste toward something resembling stairs, to take her in the downward direction.

An hour and a half later, after meeting up with several more guards, insulting them mightily and running like hell while they were confused, Tempe was on the main floor.

She found a little-used side door, and made her way outside into a dark alley. A dark alley with a lot of big, muscly-looking bad guys.

She slinked her way along the outside wall of the building. All eyes were on her now. She tried her best to make it look like she fit in. "Gentlemen," she said, nodding in their general direction. "Nice evening, isn't it?"

She received a murmur of agreement. "I don't suppose any of you would happen to have a map of the city. I'm new in town, you see." She flipped her hair back, hoping that the use of her good looks could help her out in this situation.

One of the muscly men made his way over to her, leering at her. "Sure do, darling. But what are you going to give me?"

"My undying gratitude?" Tempe replied.

The man smirked. "Not good enough," he said, edging closer to her.

"How about a lovely silver disc, decorated with artifacts of a thousand ancient worlds?" Tempe said, picking up the lid of a nearby trashcan and hitting him as hard as she could, knocking him to the ground.

She snatched the map as he fell, and ran like hell, not looking back to see if the man's cronies were following her.

Hopefully, all that running for the basketball team had paid off, and she'd make it out without dying.