Ston’s drugged out mind has been encouraging him to make a move so he pulls out a knife with a leer and licking his lips he says “Now, stay very quiet and I won’t cut you up too much.” Libby Kayor pressed back to the pipe still Libby pales as seeing the knife flash out to the big mans hand. Remembering the other man who had hurt her that night. Lets out an scream as hand moves down to her gun," go away.." voice trembling as tries to appear calm still. Large eyes not moving from the man as holding the weight of gun to hand Amiya Viper up above she had a tool box with her, hanging open, it's contents spilled around it as she had the side panel torn off one of the large exhaust fans. The thing was moving, but slowly, not drawing enough air to keep the circulation flowing properly. The occasional clank or rattle as she worked were slightly muffled by the sound of the fans up here, definitely loud enough to drown out low noises of voices but not loud enough to swallow the sound of scream below. Wrench still in hand she scooted to the edge of the building and peered down, squinting trying to see past the walkways and piping, impossible to tell exactly who was down there. "OI! The fuck is going on down there!" Back alley rape happened all the time.. but that was her alley! Kevv Nitely peels his upper lip back in a sneer, body tensing as he crouches lower, little claws coming out. he hisses quietly, long tail giving a sharp snap of anger. He growls and leaps out..alll....trying to be scary! hisses and lets his claws slash at the man's shoulder, hoping to give the lady enough time to run away Gaston Khandr ‘s forward momentum with his plan to impale Libby before having fun with her would be halted by a sudden shock in his shoulder. His reflex is to swing his blade and fist around towards his back in a strong but lumbering movement. He growls as his world momentarily spins from the sudden movement and yells “What the fuck?!” Kevv Nitely gets smacked and thuds against the wall...but not too hard. he rolls and hops back to his feet, ears pressed back and eyes narrowed into angry slits "leave her alone!" he tries to straighten and make his small frame appear larger, lips still pulled back to reveal (tiny) fangs* Libby Kayor does not notice the other person as first as to busy watching the large man. Gun held as steady as shaking hand can keep it lets out another scream as tries to move away. Finding her path still cut off by the man as flicks off the safety of gun . Amiya Viper the sounds of a scuffle ensuing she sighed and with wrench in one hand, she dropped down to the next landing, and from here to the ledge, the sound of rustling leather accompanying each drop as she hit the walkway, then the ledge with corresponding thumps. Dark eyes had narrowed as she came to shuffle along the ledge and peer between the pipes down at the trio... one, no two familiar faces! She was a bit shocked to see Ston there, but it was when she realized Libby was the one being acosted. "Oi!" She clanked the wrench loudly against the heavy pipe beside her hoping to draw Ston's attention from the two smaller figures with him. Libby had a gun, the hybrid had claws, but neither seemed a match for Ston's size and strength in such close quarters. Gaston Khandr growls at the hybrid for interrupting his play, preparing to punch his fist against it’s head and crush it against the wall, or so goes the plan in his head. But he quickly snaps to reality as he hears the safety unlock on a gun. Hearing the knocking of tools on metal and the yell from above, he ducks down, swinging both arms out powerfully at knee level, attempting to punch without any finesse the two people near him. Kevv Nitely didn't realize how close he was to having his head smashed in. he ducked at the awkward punch and leaped sideways, landing on his feet (of course) he let out a threatening growl again, scared but not willing to leave until the man left the lady alone! Libby Kayor seeing as the man goes down into an crouch she jumping stepping out of the swing of knife. Not able to advoid it completely as the tip slashes to lower legs. Screaming once more as finger pulls the trigger wildly. Libby never did learn how to arm right. And like Silas how scolded the big gun has an powerful kick knocking her further back to the wall. Almost falling to ass watches the man with terror still. Not hearing Amiya call out from above. Amiya Viper sighing at the catastrophe waiting to happen she closed one eye briefly and once Libby and the cat had fallen back from Ston's swinging, she pushed off the ledge and calculated her drop... right onto the big man, looking to simply sqush him with two hundred and thirty pounds of lizard... she'd gained a few pounds now, though not enough to show much yet... the wrench still in hand, did not come into play yet as she was giving no further warnign shouts, dropping down in silence. Gaston Khandr on his rig

Strobist Sundays Just Grid It! Theme. Macro Mondays Old / Broken but still loved theme. I'll use the term "still used" rather than "still loved." I never love something that doesn't love me back. Especially an old pipe wrench. ;-) I have lots of old tools that are used regularly and perform perfectly. Although some of them are a little long in the tooth they work just as they should. The first place that I thought to look for the MM theme was my old tool chest. Better in lightbox view. L or click the image. (+ F11 full screen) Red gelled cardboard gridded strobe at black posterboard backdrop. Vivitar 285 / shoot through umbrella right. Reflector left.