AFAAOCSAAABAS Act 2

Part 66: Death to the Billiards!

Part 66: Death to the Billiards!

- While they drive, Irene is absolutely fuming, pacing back and forth while most of the crew has fallen asleep at their posts, excluding crowbar -
CB: Tsk tsk tsk i can't believe they all fell asleep!
IR: (She's growing nervous while angrily pacing back and forth) They'vve got to come back at SOME point....
CB: I'm sure they'll be back, totally surprised of what's coming hah!
IR: Wwhat if they're plotting something..?
CB: Do they seem like the type to plan ahead?
IR: Wwell... not exactly, but wwhat if they are? Wwhat do wwe do then?
CB: (Brandishing his beloved crowbar) We fight back!
IR: (She sighs, somewhat relieved) Alright then. Keep an eye out for them. And wwake the others, wwill you? I can't havve them sleeping on the job..
CB: Will do! (He walks around to all the other, shaking them awake and telling them to get back to work
FN: (Snoozing quietly, leaning on Trace)
CB: Hey you chumps, wake up!
FN: (Still sleeping)
TR: (Waking up) Whuh.. what is it, Crowbar?
CB: Tch.. Sleeping on the job! You know better. Get up!
TR: (Sighung) Fine, fine... (He shakes Fin a bit) Wake up, we gotta get to work..
FN: (Mumbling) Muh... five more minutes...
CB: I need you two to help me keep watch for the fugitives, you're the most reliable
TR: Yeah, yeah, just let me wake up Mr Sleepyhead first.
(He keeps shaking Fin) Come *on* man, wake up, Irene's gonna get mad..
FN: Jus' let me take a lil nap... jus' a lil snooze....
TR: (He turns back to crowbar) Look, why don't I just keep an eye out for now while Fin get his.. (He snickers) his much needed beauty sleep?
CB: Fine, but it's your fault, not mine, if something goes awry.
TR: Yeah, yeah, whatever.. (He gets up)
FN: (Flopping onto the floor) Aw man... don't leave me,Trace..
TR: I'll be right back, Fin. Just stay here and get your sleep, alright?
FN: Fffffine, but you better not get hurt.
TR: I won't, Fin. I bet they're not even armed.
(He turns to Crowbar)
Alright, where d'you want me to keep watch?
CB: (motions to the front door) over there...
FN: got it. (he grabs his weapons and makes his way over)
-~ Crowbar continues to wake the other members, repositioning them to better suit the situation at hand~-

- Once everyone is positioned, Crowbar takes his place alongside Trace, waiting for the fugitives to show up. Two or so hours pass, Irene slinks off to go to sleep, and Crowbar is still managing to keep on going whilst Trace is on the verge of collapsing -
CB: Dude... dont fall asleep now... they could get here any minute!
TR: (Rubbing his eyes) Sorry, but this is just.. really, *really* tiring.. Do we even know they're coming back for sure?
CB: they (Yawn) gotta come back...
TR: How so..?
CB: We woulda waited for nothing if they didn't come back...
TR: (He sighs) I bet the others fell asleep again..
CB: I doubt it... (He yawns again) we are all very awake...
TR: Yeah, why don't you tell that to Fin? Oh wait, you can't, he's asleep.
CB: Yeah, because you let him fall asleep.
TR: That's cus he needs it, he's been staying up late plenty already
CB: Well, he is supposed to he ready to fight at all times, so this staying up game is not what he should be playing
TR: Well that's the thing! Ever since this whole fiasco started he's been staying up later and later, just because Irene's a weeeensy bit paranoid about a few foreigners showing up at causing the tiniest bit of drama.
CB: Blah blah blah, it's not her fault. (sighs) How 'bout you go trade places with Fin for a bit if you're so tired?
TR: (He looks over at him sleeping peacefully) Nah, I don't wanna disturb him..
CB: Suit yourself...
TR: Why don't you go check on the others, make sure they're still awake?
CB: Yeah, good idea (He begins to walk away, checking on the others)
-- Suddenly, Sanchez, Norem, Saw, and Rafael bust through the doors, armed to the teeth --
TR: (He's pushed to the floor by the sudden movement, scrambling away on his back) W-w-what the-
FN: (Waking up from the loud sounds) Whas going on..?
NR: (He fires a firework into the lobby) EAT THIS
TR: (Recoiling at the sight) What the HELL!?
NR: (He points a pistol at Trace's head) Where is Irene?
TR: (He holds his hand up in surrender) I don't know, she's in a room somewhere!
FN: (Popping up next to Trace) What the hell do you think you're doing?
NR: Getting answers. (He points the pistol at Fin and fires)
FN: (He narrowly dodges the bullet) What is your PROBLEM?!
NR: You tell me! (He jumps back and goes in for another shot)
TR: (Before Norem can shoot, he instinctively pushes Fin out of the way, preparing to take the hit)
FN: Oof- Not cool, ma-
(He pauses once Norem fires, Trace falling to the ground)
TR: (He writhes in pain on the floor, bleeding out rather quickly)
FN: (He immediately runs back over, his eyes wide with fear) Ohmygodohmygodohmygodohmygod TRACE!! Please tell me you're okay please please just be ketchup PLEASE just be ketchup...(He lets out a choked sob) Please...
RF: Norem... NOREM YOU JUST KILLED HIM!
FN: (He starts to cry softly) Please... Please don't leave me, Trace..
TR: (He coughs weakly, blood spilling from his mouth) Quit your blubbering for one second, Fin.. this ain't worth it, workin' for Irene an' all.. remember our dream? get out there and follow it. For me.
FN: It won't be the same.. not without you..
TR: (He looks as if he's about to say something more, but no sound comes out. He goes limp in Fin's arms, still bleeding out onto the floor)
SW: (Stunned at the site of his ex coworker dead on the floor) Tr-trace ... I never really liked you that much- But this- this may be too much....
LU: (Staring out the limp body) (Whispering) Is this... really what I wanted to do to people.... Taking them away from who they love...
NR: Was not expecting that...
I got blood on my hands now so I guess I'm gonna swallow my morals..
Fin, leave if you wish to live.
TH: (He stares in awe, mouth agape, ensconced in the candy red display slowly spilling out onto the floor)
FN: (He says nothing more, picking up Trace's bloody body and shoving his way out the door)
RF: Is... this what we're doing now? Killing everyone?!?
NR: Oh quit being such a baby, Rafael! You signed up for this job, now let's get a move on. (He sighs)
RF: R-r-right ah- we need to find Irene as soon as possible, let's check the other floors.
NR: (He bolts onto the stairs)