Alright, so Liquidus and I are about to finish our spiritual showdown and we decided to have another fight, but this time using guns. The rules are modified T1, and you can read them here: Rules!
We will be fighting in a modified version of Vatican city. Both combatants will choose their equips within their first post. Alright, enough words.

lets ROCK!

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Phatan was crouched down on top of the roof of the pillared wall that surrounded the main circle of the city. As soon as he was in position he laid down. It was currently midday, the entire plaza was full of people walking around and taking pictures. Phatan hated tourists; they always made things complicated. He let off a sigh and continued to scan the area for his target. He was sent to assassinate a rival operative that went by the name Akemi Kusanagi.

Hydra corp. had given him a picture of her before he left headquarters so he knew what he was looking for. He had the Guass rifle strapped to his back; two plasma pistols, one on each side of his chest; he had two SMG-10s strapped to his thighs; he had a single smoke bang and a standard grenade strapped to his bandoleer around his chest that also held his ammo; he also had the compacted Expia Twin blade staff on his lower back; and the last item he had was the SAR-15 in his hands. And of course he had the two concealed pocket knives, one in his boot and the other in his sleeve. The average person would have been weighed down by all of the equipment, but Phatan wasn't average. He was wearing his bomber jacket and his Hydra custom jumpsuit. The jacket helped to conceal most of the weapons strapped to his chest, but the assault and Guass rifles would stand out clearly, which was why he was hidden on top of the wall.

He was laying face down on his belly, gun raised and the scope placed near his eye. He was using it to scan the area to see if he could spot his target out, but so far he hadn't had any luck. The red laser was passing by each face that came into view; the people didn't seem to notice it.
If the information that was given to him was accurate, then this wasn't going to be an easy kill. The woman was said to be extremely skilled in combat, so he brought the extra weapons as a precaution. He now wished he had a rocket launcher, he could have just shot a missile in the center of the plaza and blew the entire thing sky high. Job well done. If he was the laughing sort he would have chuckled at the thought, but he wasn't. His face remained dead serious, as always...

He would continue to hide on the wall until he spotted her so that he could get off a clear shot. Maybe he could put her down with a single well placed bullet in the center of her head.

Phatan let off a yawn. This was starting to get dull. He had been out here now for about four hours, laying on the roof and staring at people. His contact had said that his target would be here, but now he was starting to wonder. Earlier Phatan had used one of the smaller building's walls to run up on to the roof, jumping back and forth from one wall to the next to hop up to the top. Once on top, he hopped across from one building's roof top to the next until he was close enough to shimmy up a near by pipe, and from there jumped on to the top of the East wall of the vatican plaza (which was where he was currently laying). There was a small bird hopping around, pecking at little nothings that were scattered about on the roof of the wall. Phatan considered shooting at it to leave him alone. Hopefully it would stay where it was and wouldn't get spooked off when he got ready to fire. He let off an aggravated sigh, after waiting several hours he was now starting to consider jumping off the wall by going back the way he came.

Just as he was about to pack up and go home he caught a glimpse of something stick out from the dull flesh of human faces. A RPG was bobbing by among the crowd. Phatan raised in eyebrow, but he didn't move his eye away from the scope. He followed the weapon until there was a gap in the crowd. "Bingo..." He had spotted his target and now he was ready to take his shot. She was dressed as a security guard. No wonder he hadn't spotted her sooner. Akemi stopped near the center of the plaza, no doubt scanning to take out her own target; he wondered who the poor SOB was... it didn't matter though, because she wasn't going to get a chance to take him out.

He took note of all the places he could take cover in case he missed and she fired back. There were small little spires sticking up from the wall just to his left and another to his right. If she fired upon him he could roll to the side and use them as cover points. Another option would be to simply turn and roll farther down to the back of the building to get out of her line of fire. After studying her for a good thirty seconds, he now flicked the safety off of the weapon and relaxed his body; taking in a deep breath and slowly letting it out as he prepared to fire...

OOC: Oops. I misread your last post. Your RPG was IN the case. my bad.

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Phatan let off an annoyed sigh as the woman walked behind a corner that blocked her left side, which was the side he was aiming to shoot. With her behind the wall blocking his view he wouldn't be able to get off a clear shot. He would have to wait for her to come out. The thin red laser sight hovered around her little hiding place, waiting for her to come out. And when she did, she came out with a bang. Phatan watched the events unfold as she overpowered the guards and shot off her RPG, destroying the target in the limo. So much for stopping her before she killed him. No matter, that wasn't apart of his mission. His job was to just take her out. She was now running to get to cover inside the building, but Phatan couldn't let that happen. If she made it in the building he would have to jump down from the wall and follow her inside. He now spoke into his head set. "Target acquired. She is heading towards the Vatican building. I need surveillance on her known location. I'll fire to draw her out. Don't lose track of her."
His operative confirmed his request and he went to work.

He now took in a breath, held it, and then squeezed the trigger in a series of short bursts, counting each shot in his head so that he would know how many bullets were left in the gun. The bird that had been hopping around the roof top was spooked by the sudden noise and took flight; Phatan ignored it. He would continued to fire until he either shot and killed her, or emptied the clip. the first bullet shot right behind her left ear, missing her head by a good six inches and slamming into the ground behind her. Phatan simply readjusted his aim and quickly shot off the other 19 bullets in the gun, spraying up the entire area with a steady stream of controlled bursts of fire. All the shots were aimed for her upper body and head.

Kill shots to take her down quickly...

Phatan couldn't tell if the woman was shot or not. She didn't waste a moment and took cover beind the center monument, blocking his line of sight. "Don't lose her."
His operative responded "We won't. Just do your job."
While she was ducking down Phatan reached across his chest and took the magazine out of his gun and replaced it with a new one. He quickly put his eye back up to the scope to see her aiming the RPG straight at him. "Hmm..."
He smirked and quickly stood to his feet, sprinting across the roof top to get out of her line of fire just as the RPG fired. He had figured this wasn't going to be easy.

The rocket propelled grenade slammed into the building's wall behind him; the roof collapsing in from the explosion. He dove to the side, raising his assault rifle while in mid air and spraying the center monument with bullets while the building was blowing up behind him. He landed near the south east side of the wall and rolled out from the fall. He had fired ten bullets off from the gun, they were wild shots since he shot them while in the air, but he was hoping that they would keep her suppressed and that she wouldn't move from that position. The crowd of people in the plaza went wild with screams as the rocket exploded and the bullets began to fire. It would be a bit tough trying to hit her with all those people running around.

He was now crouched down on one knee, gun raised and scope near his eye. He would wait for her to stand up and then fire the last ten bullets from his gun. He was still near the small spires sticking up from the roof top, his left side slightly behind one of them. He was planning to use the spires in case he needed to take cover behind them.

The bullets that were fired to suppress her behind the monument was a success, but his target simply fired a smoke bomb off to obscure her current location. He instantly went to his operative that was waiting on his headset. "Don't lose her. I can't see a thing. If I were her I would try to flee while the smoke is up. Switch to thermo and track her heat signature. Do not let her get away."
"Afferimitve. Switching to the thermo-optics lens on the satellite. Your target is on the move, she is heading towards the hotel building you are currently on top of. We're hacking into the hotel's security feed, we'll contact you when we locate her."
"Roger that."

Phatan didn't waste any time, all while they were talking he had stood to his feet and emptied the clip to his assault rifle and quickly jammed in a fresh magazine; running towards the hole Akemi had made in the roof earlier. As soon as the gun was fully reloaded he switched weapons, placing the Assault rifle on to his back and bringing the Gauss rifle around to his hands. The Gauss rifle was pretty much like a plasma shotgun, if you were to be hit with it though it would burn holes through your body that would quickly cauterize, making it impossible for doctors to repair the damage of the burnt and dead flesh. If you didn't die from a shot to the chest, then you would slowly die from having a permanent gaping hole in your body. It was the perfect weapon for close combat. He also had his Expia twin blades folded on his lower back in case his weapon was either knocked out of his hands, or ran on empty in a tight spot. He now jumped into the hole of the roof and landed in a crouch, gun raised and scanning the area for any life; of course though the room was empty. There was a woman bleeding on the ground, she looked to be house keeping. The roof had collapsed in and crushed her, but she wasn't dead yet.

Phatan approached her and pulled one of the Plasma pistols out of his chest holster and slowly walked over to the woman. She was gasping for air and looked up at him with wide eyes.
He shot the woman in the head; blood splattering his face. He didn't even flinch.
There was no point in giving the woman a slow painful death by letting her suffer under the rubble. It was best for everyone... No really, it was. He took no pleasure in it...

The shot was a dull Zheeeooophhh sound as it fired, it almost sounded like steam, or a camera flash sound just after you take a picture and it begins to recharge. Unless Akemi was within thirty feet of him, she wouldn't be able to hear the gun fire. He replaced the gun back in his chest holster and slowly cracked the bedrooms door open to scan the halls. They were empty, everyone had fled the floor when the explosion went off. Basic logic told him that Akemi was still on the first floor, so he would need to find the stairs. It was unlikely the woman would ride the elevator, it would be a death trap...
"Hmm..."
The thought gave him an idea.

He quickly ran down the hall and pressed the elevator button, waiting for it to come up to the top floor. When it reached his floor he pulled the pin on the grenade and stepped on to the elevator, gripping the grenade tightly in his hand so that it wouldn't go off, and then pressed the down button to send the elevator to the first floor; tossing the grenade on to the floor of the elevator as the doors closed. Phatan didn't ride the elevator down of course, he was just sending Akemi a present. He had stepped off directly after pressing the button and turned to walk away. The explosion would force her to take the stairs. Phatan now slowly began walking towards the stairwell to meet his target; gun resting up on his right shoulder. "One. Two. Three..."
Boom

The grenade went off on the elevator and sent it crashing down to the first floor. If Akemi, or anyone else for that matter, was close to the elevator shaft they would be blown up from the grenade as it crashed down. This would insure that the only way out of the building would be to take the stairs up to the roof, or to go back outside to the street. If she chose the latter, he would simply go to a window and start shooting at her again from higher ground...
He now began to whistle a jolly tune as he opened the stairwell's door and took a glance down to the bottom floor.

Phatan jerked his head back as the bullets whizzed by. A simple step away from the rail would take him out of the woman's line of fire, but he wasn't fast enough. One of the bullets grazed his cheek, leaving a nasty bloody wound on the left side of his face. Pain shot through his body but the natural VBS enhancement in his bloodstream numbed the pain. That didn't mean the damage went away, he just couldn't feel it.
She now started taunting him with lame puns, but he wasn't paying her any attention.
Something was off about her though; why did she look different?
"I found my target again. She is on the stairway."
"No. That is not her. The woman you were after is now dead. We saw the event unfold on a security camera."
"That explains why she looks a bit different from before. So then my mission is now over?"
More bullets fired up towards him, but he ignored them. She wouldn't be able to hit him unless he stepped closer to the railing, or until she came up at least one more flight of stairs, but she was getting closer. As long as he stayed away from the railing he would be safe.
"Negative. There has been a change of plans. The woman you were after was using experimental technology. Rycroft wants his hands on it to copy it. Your new mission is to eliminate the threat and recover the weapons by any means necessary. Don't let her get away."
"Roger that."

The change of events didn't really change anything for Phatan. The target was still trapped on the stairs, she was still using the same weapons, and he was still out to kill her. No problem.
He now took a step closer to the railing and swung the heavy Guass rifle around to aim down towards the Akemi impostor. The gun fired a blue pulse of swirling energy that ripped through anything that it touched, blowing it to pieces as it made its way down the center of the stairway. The second floor railing and large chunks of the stairs blew to splinters and showered down to the first floor. He quickly ducked back in case she returned fire. The pulse dissolved before it even reached the first floor because the weapon's range was so short; sprinkling harmless static on the floor as it hit. The first shot was simply to suppress her so that she wouldn't get a clear shot at him. He now stood back up and took aim, making sure to take his time to get a clear shot at her this time. He spotted her and got ready to fire. The stair railing would make for good cover to duck behind in case she fired upon him again. He wouldn't let her shoot him a second time...

When the fire died down Phatan chanced a quick glance over the stair's railing to catch her throwing a grenade up at him and raising her gun to fire. He dove backwards and out of the door he had walked into as she opened fire and the grenade went off. He landed on his side and rolled out of the fall to come back around on one knee, the heavy Gauss rifle resting on his shoulder once more. The imposter fired 6 shots off to make the grenade go off and was now firing 25 more shots from below him through the floor, but luckily for him he was no longer directly above her since he dove back through the door, he was now back in the hallway instead of in the stairway; but the woman didn't know that. He hated P90s because they could hold up to 50 shots in a single magazine. He began to replay the event in his head and counted each gun shot in his mind. How many did she fire just now, 31 shots? Had she fired more earlier?
He couldn't remember, but he was guessing that she had around 20 or so more shots left in the gun before reloading. To make sure that she didn't reload while he was on the ground he quickly stood to his feet as soon as the gun fire ended and ran back to the stairway to the exact spot she had just shot in the ground, it was crumbling in from the bullet holes and he was planning on helping it along.

He judged the angle from the bullet holes and aimed the gun at the position he thought she would be in, bracing himself for the impact and plotting out his next course of action for the fall. The thought process only took a second, and he quickly pulled the trigger. The blast fired through the floor and towards her last known firing position with all the destructive force from the last blast. The five blue display lights on the rifle showed him that he now had three shots left in the gun as two of them blinked out and turned red. The floor was already weak from when she had shot it, and now with the added Guass rifle blast it caved in, the floor exploding inwards in a deadly spray of wooden shrapnel. Phatan was now falling through the floor directly in front of the Akemi impostor, she was back near the doorway to attempt to flee in case he fired upon her, but he was pretty sure she wasn't expecting him to purposely fall through the floor to meet her head on. He assumed she wouldn't stand still to get hit by the blast so he prepared to carry out his next move rather she was hit or not.

As soon as his hands and feet touched the ground he charged forward like a football linebacker pumped up on steroids and adrenalin ready to tackle their target. Instead of using his shoulder to strike her, he brought the heavy Gauss rifle up from his right side up to his left in a swinging arc, so that if she attempted to fire her weapon at him the gun would get knocked up towards the ceiling and he would once again be out of her line of fire...
In case it missed, there was still the doorway that they were standing in that he could use for cover and the stairway back behind him.

Phatan had predicted right, Akemi had attempted to shoot him but her gun was knocked up towards the ceiling as he swung his weapon up. The woman was a professional though and followed the motion by coming around to his side to hit him in the jaw. Phatan was a super human clone, but he had just fallen from the floor and attempted to rush her, he couldn't recover in time to dodge the blow. Her punch hit him dead on and he recoiled from the attack. The Vitality booster serum in his blood stream kicked in and numbed the pain so that he didn't feel the blow; blood began to dribble down from the side of his mouth. As she went to close the door, he let her.
"Big mistake..."
She was now trapped in a small corridor with a clone that was designed to kill, and that was exactly what he planned to do. As she asked him to drop the gun, he complied, letting the heavy rifle slip from his fingers. With her directly behind him holding the P90 at his back it wouldn't be possible for him to spin around and pull the trigger in time without her shooting him first.

So instead he raised his hands, but didn't drop to his knees. They were now both facing the same direction. As she got closer Phatan now squinted his eyes, listening to her foot steps as she approached him... waiting for an opening. And then it happened, she tried to ram him with her left shoulder. With all the speed he had Phatan instantly spun to his own left so that he was now behind her. At the exact moment he completed the spin he kicked his right foot out towards the back of her left knee, the point directly where it bends; there is a very sensitive pressure point there that causes your leg to bend forward when struck which would cause her to fall to her knees.
A moment after he finished the kick he used the same momentum that was moving him forward to bring his right arm to slam straight into another pressure point on the right side of the back of her neck with his open right hand palm. If the Akemi impostor were to be hit by both attacks she would not die, but she would be knocked unconscious almost instantly because the sensitive pressure points would be struck by all of the force he put into the attacks...

As Akemi spun around her hand deflected his open palm strike and diverted it away from striking her neck. She attempted to follow up with a cheap shot, but he put his knee up and twisted his body so that her hand hit his leg instead. He however couldn't stop her from kicking his rifle away, nor from slamming her forearm into his back...
Well, he could have... but he chose not to.

She kept trying to subdue him instead of kill him, and even though his orders was to kill her, he wanted to know what she was doing and why she didn't just put him down. He decided to play along. The shot to his back hurt, but it wasn't enough to actually paralyze him. He pretended to be in pain and fell to his knees.

As she walked over to pick up the P90, Phatan was still bent over and reached down into his boot and drew the small knife that was concealed there, sliding it up into the palm of his hand and hiding it in his sleeve. He judged the distance from where she now stood in case he needed to throw the knife, or come up with a slice to her face. The small knife wasn't enough to kill her, but it would hurt her enough so that she couldn't shoot him. He also judged the distance to the wall in case he needed to run up the side of it to close the distance. The hallway was small, so he bet he could reach her within a few steps. She was now aiming her P90 at him in case he tried to move. Phatan's arms were still down to his side, he didn't bring them up to his head like she had asked him to. "Stay down now Phatan... Hands behind your head..."
"Well, which is it. Do you want me to stay down, or put my hands up? Make up your mind...
Now, how do you know my name? What's your game lady? This is the second time you had a chance to kill me, and yet you stop to talk. Seeing how you killed the real Akemi with ease, it would be a pretty simple task to do the same for me." He now very slowly stood to his feet.

"Who do you work for and why are you keeping me alive?"