Spyder grinned as he said, "Yeah, we'll be drivin' fast. We gotta get to a subway station by the airport now, let's roll girl." Spyder tried to put across he wasn't trying to be an ass, but the cops were looking for them now. They had to skip town fast. They quickly walked back to the elevator, and entered it. Spyder pressed the lobby button a good ten times, until the doors started closing. The lift took them to the bottom level, and as the doors opened and they walked down the short corridor into the lobby, Spyder's stomach sank a bit. There were two cops, standing at the desk showing the man two pictures. "Fuck..." Spyder said as the man looked in their direction, and pointed while saying something in Russian. The cops turned, but by the time they could even register that they were staring at their targets, Spyder had his glock drawn, his duffle on the ground. "FUCK THE POLICE!" Spyder yelled, firing three shots off; one connected directly with the first cop's head, the other two caught the second officer in the shoulder and throat. "C'mon Asia!" Spyder yelled as he slung his duffle over his back, to keep his hand free for his weapon, as they ran out to the SUV he'd jacked earlier.

As they got out to the parking lot, Spyder threw her the keys and said, "You drive, I'll use the AK! They're gonna be on us in just a few!" As they reached the car, Spyder's suspicions were correct; two more police cars, sirens and lights blaring, sped into the parking lot. Spyder jumped into the passenger seat, threw his duffle in the back, took out his AK and threw it's case in the back as well. He set several clips on the floor by his feet, after putting one into the rifle. "Shiiit..." Spyder said as the police took notice of them getting into the SUV and starting it. Spyder rolled down his window, and got ready to start firing when they were moving...

Eric had just finished packing away the last of the weapons he recovered from the aiport when his cell rang. He picked it up and checked the text with the orders where to go. "The shit must have hit the fan," Eric sighed as he zipped up the suitcase and threw on his jacket. He took a few moments to stare at the twin suitcases, both rather small and easy to carry. He finaly grabbed the one containing the SPAS-12 and the "Groza" OC-14 assault rifle. He slid the other suitcase under the bed, then left his room, heading for the stairs. He took a quick look down the center of the staircase and could see two cops three floors down. Ok, plan B, he thought as he left the staircase as quietly as possible.

Eric ran to the end of the hallway and left the door to the fire escape, sending off the alarm through the entire hotel. He half ran, half slid down the steps, and jumped to the ground when he was ten feet up. He took a quick look at his surroundings and ran off down a back alley towards the subway. Unfortunately his hotel was almost on the complete opposite side of town of the southbound last stop, so he prayed the police wouldn't shut down the subway system as the manhunt began.

OOC: The OOC Thread for the RVG

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"Jurland!" Spyder yelled as bullets whizzed by the vehicle, a few of them catching in the metal body. "I know how to get there! Took the subway last night and have an idea of where he wants us to meet! It's by the airport! Take a left here!" Spyder then wrapped his leg in the seatbelt, and sat on the window sil, the upper half of his body outside. Along with the AK. He fired off a burst at the police, putting a hole in one of the wind-shields and the rest of the shots hitting the bodies of the cars mostly. Spyder ducked his head when he needed to, to give Asia directions to get to the station. Spyder fired again, this time his shots connected with the driver of one of the cars; it wildly turned one direction, then the other and flew into a light pole. "Yeah motherfucker! Suck on that shit bitch! SUWOOP!" Spyder yelled, laughing a bit as he continued taking single shots at the remaining cruiser.

Spyder held on tight through the drifting turn, firing over the top of the SUV at the slightly out of control cruiser, which was trying to keep up with the speeding and drifting SUV. Spyder unloaded about ten rounds, hitting the passenger atleast once, then hitting the front right tire, and the driver. The cruiser lost all control as the driver clutched his wounds, and the police car slammed into a car parked on the side of the road. Spyder slipped back inside the SUV and got ready to bolt once they stopped. "A'ight girl, we've got the five-oh off our back, now just get us to that station and we're home free!" Spyder said with a satisfied smile. He slung the AK's strap around his neck and shoulder, so he'd have it out and easily accessible for any more resistance they had. They neared the station, and Spyder grabbed his bag and suitcase and put them by his feet, ready to run.

Spyder followed suit, jumping out of the car and was right behind Asia. Spyder didn't really care about the other pedestrians, he just bowled any over that were in his way and that didn't move. He followed Asia underground, quickly stepping down the flights of stairs into the subway. The ran down the line, and saw the room, the only room for that matter, that they were supposed to meet in. The door was locked, and Spyder didn't hesitate to fire a round into the old door-knob. The half rusted knob burst apart and Spyder kicked in the door. Asia and him went inside, and Spyder stood just inside the door, gun ready, and waited for his comrades, or any enemies...

Jurlad and Dashencka arrived not long after.

"Oh my God," was all she could utter when she saw Asia and Spyder, and immediately after she started cursing and yelling in Russian.

"Better hope the others get here fast."

When she saw Jurlad's questioned face she freaked out.

"Captain and Miss America here blew the lock. BLEW the lock in a subway station. They got camera's all over the place. Secondly they messed up Moscow by car. Everybody was talking about a hot pursuit. I didn't realize it was them untill now. Well done morons you killed half the Moscovian police force. God..."

Afterwards she looked at Jurlad to translate it while she angrily folded her arms and just stood there..

Jurlad looked from Dashenka to Asia and Spyder.

"Basically. She said we're screwed if the rest doesn't turn up. " He pointed at the door. "Firstly, you literally blew the door knob. In a subway, where there are camera's everywhere, and then you skidded all around Moscow, dancing like a drunk fish. You didn't even try and lose the direction and creep in here. Just got all the attention and bust in here" He grinned. "That's basically what she said"

"So we need to be quick" He smiled at Dashenka and said in Russian. " I'm one of the only people that can do stealth"

Eric's heart stopped as the subway train ground to a halt. Some message came across the speakers, it was russian so to Eric it was giberish. However he didn't need to be told anything to know it was the cops, and luckily he was sitting near the front of the train. He quickly forced open the doors, slipped out onto the tracks, and began to sprint along the tunnel, half dragging the suitcase behind him. It took him about ten minutes of running to reach the last stop, and when he peeked up over the ledge to the platform, he saw two cops advancing on a door, and another on crowd control. Eric quickly grabbed his cell and sent a text message to the entire group reading "two cops near the room." With the message sent, he hopped onto the platform and ran up to the cop on crowd control.

"You need to help me!" Eric cried, feigning fear and terror. The cop looked confused and started to speak but Eric cut him off. "They're after me! Crazy people with guns, blam blam!" he made his hand into the shape of a gun by extending his index finger and thumb. The cop seemed to get the idea and moved towards the tracks, Eric close behind. As the cop jumped from the ledge to the tacks, Eric made a quick reach-around slash to his neck, and the cop collapsed dead with the civilians being none the wiser. Now he just hoped the others could handle the other two cops without making a scene.

Jurlad got the message at the same time as the others.

"Two cops near the room. Quickly! Spyder, on one side of the door, I'm on the other." He took out a silencer and put it onto his pistol. He looked a Dashenka. "Dashenka, stay totally in view of the cops. Sit in the middle of the room. And act scared." He walked over to Asia, and looked up above the door. Heh. Typical. Pipes.

"Asia. Reckon you could managed to hide up therE? Give em and Spyder some backup form up there. When they come in. You fire first."

'Fuck it, may as well be honest (i.e. LOUD) about everything...' Was all Spyder thought as he listened to Jurland. He nodded in agreement, as Spyder took position on one side of the door, slinging his AK around his shoulder and pulling out his switch. He opened it, a satisfying 'SHHK!' sound emanating from it as the blade popped out. Spyder silently looked at Jurland on the other side, who looked at the Russian girl sitting in the middle of the room. The look he got back from Jurland told him that they were close, just a few seconds away. Spyder spread his legs a bit, his free hand ready to snatch one of the cops and tilt his head back, leaving a nice opening in the neck for his knife to plunge...

"Fuck all that noise!" she growled, snapping her fingers in the air to draw attention to herself. "I wasn't fucking on a stealth mission, I was running away from the cops, and if a nigga's holding a gun at me threatening to shoot, I'ma shoot him fir-" her cellphone beeped along with everyone else's, and when she read it, she grew silent.

Could she hide up there? Haha, watch her. Without a sound she took a few steps and jumped, as a basketball player would for a lay-up, and managed to reach the lowest-hanging pipe. With the flexibility of a gymnast she climbed, bringing her dufflebag with her, lining the ceiling like a cat would on rafters. She unsheathed her hammer once more, waiting for any sort of signal.

James was still in the airport hiding. As the last cop started to drive out, he ran towards it and caught up, for the car was going slowly, and jumped on the trunk. He ran to the front, as the cop tried to drive in a snake to get him off. But James was already at the front, and stomped the glass window. The cop took out his pistol, but James jumped in, and grabbed the cop's arm. He punched at his face, then twisted his wrist. As the car sarted to drive towards a wall, and other cars were getting out of the way, the cop dropped the gun from the twist, then James quickly sat on the cop, and controlled the car by stopping it. He grabbed the gun which dropped, turned around, and shot the terrified cop in the forehead. "Fuck the police bitch. I'm from the streets of L.A., snitch." James said, as he opened the dor, and threw the cop out. "Fuck! I got blood on me.." He sighed. "Wonder where my homies at." But James heard a siren. "Thas where they at." he said, answering his own question. James drove in that direction, seeing it was near a subway. "I see where this shit is goin." He got to the subway, running stealthily.
The two cops neared the room, and made silent steps towards it. They saw Jurlad and Spyder, but didn't notice Asia. "Freeze!" they said in Russian, and took out their loaded uzis.
James saw the cops, and kept on running. When he reached them, he waited for the other two to do something. He looked around, and saw Asia. He then took out his knife silently.

Jurlad shot the polices hand that held the Uzi. The cop went after the gun that fell onto the floor, but Jurlad reached him first and kicked him then shot him in the head.

He looked up at what was happening.

Gunshots went off and Eric looked to see Jurlad standing over a corpse. "Fuck it," Eric said as he pulled out his revolver and shot the other cop in the back of the head. He ran over to the group, gun still in hand, anger present on his face.

"That was sloppy and unnecesary but we don't have time to go over it," he said. "We need to get our asses to the airport now! Someone send a message to Classic and Shirley, let them know what we're doing. Jurlad, ask your girlfriend if there is another way out of the subway, maybe a maintenance tunnel or something like that. I'm pretty sure the cops have the main entrances locked down."

Spyder, a little pissed that it had happened so quickly he hadn't been able to cut that cop. He dropped to a knee next to the cop that'd been his target, and used his knife on his fore-head. He carved a P into his scalp and muttered, "Piru for life motherfucker.. Out of LA but LA ain't outta mah heart nigga..." Spyder stood and agreed, "Yeah let's get our happy asses out of here.. I'm tired of these fuckin' pigs I wanna be home! And it's freezin son!"