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The clone twisted, freed her beribboned rapier, and tapped Skyfire lightly on the shoulder with it. "Touche!"

"Oh, now you're just showing off ..." Skyfire grunted, kicking out at the Sue's legs and missing when the piece of fur wrapped around the copy's tail caught her eye. "Great seasons, is that Kiern's fur?!"

"It was," Skyfire Sue said, fangs glinting and eyes taking on an eerie reddish tint. "Don't look at me like that, he's still alive. We decided there was no point in fighting over him, so we kept him. He seems quite happy ... maybe that's the dope, though."

"WHAT?!"

"Oh, don't be so silly!" the Sue giggled, with a sound like silver bells in a crypt. "Pretty people can do whatever we want."

Skyfire's own eyes gleamed with hate. "MOLLY!"

Molly left off from attacking the dying dog Sue and sprang at Skyfire Sue's face.

In their response Center, Naomi looks out, then groans, and grabs her partner back. “No, we first call our friends.”
She turned to the laptop, frowning as she logged on and attempted to contact Storm and Skyfire.

and Agent Adder found herself spattered with glitter as her duplicate's head exploded. Agents Mulhoon and Render had come up the corridor, flanking the enforcers. Mulhoon lowered his revolver. At the same time, a crossbow bolt flew across the room, to bury itself in the adorable labrador's flank.

"Afternoon, ladies," Corporal Jake Render said, nodding at them. "Need some assistance?"

Also, sorry for not being able to participate in the April Fool's day event. Not that I could have managed more than one post...

Ansela said, grabbing onto the Enforcer's knife hand with her empty one. "No one walks around with a Sueish version of my face, bitch!"

Ansela drove her knife into her twin's throat and sliced, severing the EPC Agent's windpipe and blood vessels on the right side of her neck. Ansela and Trojie were drenched in glittery blood as the Sue's heart continued to try and pump blood to her brain for those last few seconds before she died.

"Thanks for the help, Tro."

"Right. Maybe we'd better get moving, then." She patted her sword and looked around at everyone. "I have no idea where this DoDayGlow place is, so I'll just follow you, Marcus."

Nat nodded, batting Kelvin away as he tried to have a look at her arm. "I'm up for that."

Kelvin just shrugged when Deryn asked about lookaike people. "Im not sure what's going on," he said apologetically. "I just know that I was fighting someone who was... me. Except I'd never have behaved like that."

((Apologies for short post, am in rush and will be away for a few hours now. Seeyou all when I get back!))

"We didn't have a good time getting here," he said apologetically. "It's good to meet up with fellow PPC Agents, though, given the circumstances."

"Didn't sneak up," Deryn muttered, sheathing her knife now that she was sure there wasn't about to be a sudden attack. "And- people exactly alike, you say?" She glanced at Leas, expression almost afraid.

Leas patted her on the shoulder, then focused his attention on Marcus. "We might be able to help if the lights go out," he said, "but you're right, it'd be best if we didn't need to. Which way do we go?"

"Sorry, it's a bit hard not to be jumpy when we're fighting people who look almost exactly like us." Marcus said, nodding apologetically to the newcomers. Zodfang merely grunted, keeping a distrustful eye on them as Marcus brought his attention to Cass.

"Ya shuldn't sneek up'n us like dat, 'oomies," Zodfang said to the newcomers. "Coulda shot ya."

"Yeah, he's right. Anyway, Cass, I figured that with this invasion going on, the first thing the enemy would do to try to weaken HQ's defenses is turn off the power. We can't fight if we can't see, right? If they disabled the power, it'd give them a big advantage, so I figured they'd go for Upstairs and DoDAEG first. We were coming back from some fighting in Operations when we passed through here."

Gripping her bell handle between her teeth, Trojie grabbed the ends of her chain in both hands and proceeded to attempt to garrotte Ansela's EPC twin. 'Bitch is freaking strong!' she gasped as she tried not to lose her grip.

If I hang my cursor above the link to the second story the word aprilfool appears in the link.

Did you make these links yourself?

*wishing all badfic was just a joke*

Ansela yelled back, parrying a jab from her counterpart's impossibly constructed dagger. "Uh, a little help here would be appreciated, preferably from someone with a weapon a bit longer than a throwing knife that isn't really meant to be used for hand to hand combat."

Nat moved towards them a bit belligerently, ignoring Marcus' comment about her arm. It still worked, so she wasn't going to make a fuss.

Kelvin moved up beside her, one hand on his sword hilt. "We're PPC," he explained to the newcomers, glancing over to Marcus and Zodfang for backup just in case these people were the enemy.

"Oh, for heavens' sake," Cassie interrupted, coming over to join the others as Sedri headed off to get herself seen to. "They're on our side, Nat, we met them a few months back. Now what did I hear about needing to stop people cutting off HQ's power?"

"I told you you shouldn't be out," one said, sounding somewhat exasperated and female. "If that last one hadn't falling for the old 'behind you!' trick-"

"Yes, and what if Nick got hurt? Or worse, her?" the second person asked, apparently male and trying for patience. "You never know-"

At this point, they came into view, and stopped dead on seeing the other Agents. "Ah," said Leas, the guy, and held out his hands. "We're here, in, um…"

"Are you on our side or the other?" Deryn said, rather more bluntly and earning herself an elbow in the side for it. The knife in her hand wasn't really helping either, though she'd wiped most of the last victim's blood off.

... but I've got a rock you can hide under if you're worried :)

said Trojie, landing a lucky blow and knocking out her counterpart before moving in to help her canine partners in crime against their adversaries. 'We're just ... fighting ourselves? Shit, this was the worst tactical idea any PPC Enemy's ever had, isn't it?'

'Seems to be working!' someone yelped from the melee. 'Or at least, no-one's losing yet!'

"Shouldn't we get you down to Medical? That cut looks pretty bad." He continued, walking up to her to examine the gash. Zodfang had given her a "back off" type look when she started eyeing his gun, but was now just standing around looking rather agitated. Either that or bored, at least.

"C'mon, 'Oomie! We'z gonna miss da fightin'! Dis is a propa WAAAGH! in 'ere!" He said, continually looking around as if hoping some Enforcer would pop their head out for him to shoot. Sighing, Marcus shook his head.

"The fighting's still going to be there if you wait, I want to make sure they're not too hurt." Marcus explained, trying to take another look at the wound. "Anyway, DoDAEG is the Department of Dead Author Electricity Generation. I was thinking they might try to cut off HQ's power to hamstring our defenses, so we were heading there to make sure they didn't try it."

((*feeling a bit more unsure than usual*))

"Thanks," she said, accepting his help to get to her feet and looking around at the mess. "This's pretty impressive."

Kelvin stood up himself and wiped off his sword before sheathing it. "I'm all right, thank you, but Nat and Sedri-"

"I'm fine." Nat climbed to her feet, one hand over the gash in her arm. "It's nothin' ta worry about." She eyed Zodfang's weapon with interest.

"You're hurt," Kelvin insisted, gesturing at the sizeable cut. Her t-shirt sleeve was already wet with blood, but it wasn't exactly pumping out.

"Bugger that," was the only response as the lanky girl picked up her sword and turned to Marcus. "What's DoDAEG an' ow do we get there?"

Cassie just rolled her eyes and limped over to Sedri, her knee throbbing from where it had been kicked. "How are you?"

The entire corridor was cleared of Enforcers in maybe eight seconds, the bloody mess on the floor and walls again all that was left, aside from a couple of intact corpses. Some shots had missed, and the explosions of those bolter shells left sizeable holes in the walls and floor. Overall, it was a strong reminder to Marcus of why exactly he never let Zodfang bring his heavy bolter on missions, it was just plain overkill. Smirking, Marcus started to walk forward once the shooting stopped, looking around in the hopes of seeing whatever Agents had been in trouble.

I hope Zodfang didn't accidentally shoot them, he thought, kicking aside what was left of an Enforcer's torso as Cassie spoke up. Sighing in relief, he grinned back at the group of Agents on the ground, kneeling down and offering a hand to help Cassie up. It had been a little while since he'd last seen her, but these weren't the circumstances he'd had in mind of running into that little group again.

"Glad we were able to get here on time," he said. "We were just heading down to DoDAEG. Anyone severely wounded?"

Been a while since I saw any of those. *noms*