Timed Run: Deus Ex 02
Jul. 31st, 2011 11:55 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
mcityHe had been nearly at the end of the training course when everything started to go wrong.
So he walked into the final room. Unlike its predecessors, it was mixed. Guns, stealth, hacking, a little bit of everything. He had seen the robot at the far end of the room, picked up a few boxes and threw them into the canal crossing the room, then picked up a box full of explosives, which promptly slipped out of his hands and exploded.
Butterfingers.
In addition to that pain, there was the emotional pain of Reyes informing him about a second after he nearly blows himself to Kingdom Come to be careful with the TNT boxes. (Quite the joker, that Jaime. Ha ha.) Then there was the sentry bot noticing him and stomping over to have a look-see. And then a shoot-see. And suddenly, Denton was in more pain than he had ever imagined. Luckily, the robot had apparently been programmed to start firing rubber bullets when he reached a certain pain threshold, so he was only in agonizing pain instead of, y'know, dead. Ironically, he really, really wanted to be dead all of a sudden.
Somehow, he managed to gather up the multitool and pistol someone had oh-so-cleverly stashed behind columns, and lower the bridge across the canal. He had managed to do so despite not being able to feel his arms and legs, but exactly how was a question he would leave to greater, less-concussed minds than his. He opened the exit door and slumped out.
Denton was proud of himself for not crying out in the room, beyond a grunt or two. Then he imagined what his brother would say, and groaned. Paul was never going to shut up about this.
So he walked into the final room. Unlike its predecessors, it was mixed. Guns, stealth, hacking, a little bit of everything. He had seen the robot at the far end of the room, picked up a few boxes and threw them into the canal crossing the room, then picked up a box full of explosives, which promptly slipped out of his hands and exploded.
Butterfingers.
In addition to that pain, there was the emotional pain of Reyes informing him about a second after he nearly blows himself to Kingdom Come to be careful with the TNT boxes. (Quite the joker, that Jaime. Ha ha.) Then there was the sentry bot noticing him and stomping over to have a look-see. And then a shoot-see. And suddenly, Denton was in more pain than he had ever imagined. Luckily, the robot had apparently been programmed to start firing rubber bullets when he reached a certain pain threshold, so he was only in agonizing pain instead of, y'know, dead. Ironically, he really, really wanted to be dead all of a sudden.
Somehow, he managed to gather up the multitool and pistol someone had oh-so-cleverly stashed behind columns, and lower the bridge across the canal. He had managed to do so despite not being able to feel his arms and legs, but exactly how was a question he would leave to greater, less-concussed minds than his. He opened the exit door and slumped out.
Denton was proud of himself for not crying out in the room, beyond a grunt or two. Then he imagined what his brother would say, and groaned. Paul was never going to shut up about this.
