Alphonse S Escape

[22:37] <@Minaplo> ["Hrrrrrrrgh."-
[22:38] <@Minaplo> [With a final heave, Alphonse dropped the television into the bath, landing on the bottom with a heavy -thunk- and a splash.-
[22:40] <@Minaplo> [The water level was high enough that the final object saw the water flow over the edge of the bath, onto the floor, where it hit his shoes.-
[22:41] <@Minaplo> [Next to the television was a DVD player, a hair dryer, a small games console and a toaster.-
[22:42] <@Minaplo> [For some reason, although he'd had to negotiate for every one of his appliances, the hair dryer had been the easiest to obtain, barely requiring any argument at all, although Alphonse couldn't fathom why.-
[22:46] <@Minaplo> [He walked out to the main bedroom, where the five power cables all joined onto a single power board. Alphonse had, through luck and a bit of clever maneuvering, managed to get an old one without a surge protector. This was critically important.-
[22:46] <@Minaplo> [One device probably would've sufficed, but Alphonse was a firm believer in overkill.-
[22:47] <@Minaplo> [He made sure everything was ready. He had his coat, stuffed with bottles of absinthe he'd smuggled during the drinking game, strips of his bedsheet stuffed into the neck of each bottle. Not exactly the best improvised firebomb…-
[22:48] <@Minaplo> [On the bed was a wooden plank, one he'd pried off the bottom of his bed. It would have to do as a hand-to-hand weapon for now.-
[22:48] <@Minaplo> [There was a lot of ways this plan could go wrong.-
[22:48] <@Minaplo> [But Alphonse simply took a deep breath, cleared his mind, assessed the situation and flicked the power switch to 'ON'.-
[22:57] <@Minaplo> [The effect was instantaneous. Unprotected against absurd power surges, the wiring of the house was the first victim of Alphonse's scheme. The entire circuit collapsed, the room being plunged into total darkness.-
[22:58] <@Minaplo> [A second later, Alphonse took something out of his coat- the lighter he'd stolen from Mr. Blue. He flicked it on, allowing him to see just a little. He walked over to his bed.-
[23:00] <@Minaplo> [Picking up the plank, he swung it hard at his bedside table, smashing the lamp. Next, he kicked over the bedside table itself, making a heavy dent into the wall as it hit. Finally, he carefully lifted his bed up as high as he could, then dropped it, where it hit the ground with a heavy, vibrating -thud-. It was enough to create some noise… Noise that'd send a guard running.-
[23:00] <@Minaplo> [Alphonse walked over to the doorway, waiting…-
[23:01] <@Minaplo> [Thump-thump-thump on the door. "Hey! What's going on in there?! Fuckin' lights, can't find the key…"-
[23:01] <@Minaplo> ["Ah…"-
[23:02] <@Minaplo> [There was the sound of a key being placed in the lock. The gormless guard twisted the key, opened the door…-
[23:06] <@Minaplo> [WHACK.-
[23:06] <@Minaplo> [The first blow smashes into the man's kneecap, sending him to his knees. With the second blow, Alphonse wraps the plank around the man's head, enough to knock him unconscious.-
[23:08] <@Minaplo> [Things were going just as planned. Alphonse grinned as he threw the plank aside, rifling through the man's pockets. He had a flashlight- handy. And a railpistol… And even better, a nightstick. This pleased Alphonse to no end, and he tossed it into the air before grabbing it again, stepping over the man's prone body and out into the hallway.-
[23:18] <@Minaplo> [He knew enough that he was on a second floor, but he'd have to find his way out, and preferably not via window. He could hear shouts, as well, which was never a good sign- they were coming closer.-
[23:18] <@Minaplo> [He headed down the hall as quickly as he dared, his footsteps making the floorboards creak most alarmingly…-
[23:19] <@Minaplo> [But before long he came to a T-intersection and stopped, the sound of heavy, quick footsteps to his left. Too many for a single person- most likely two or three…-
[23:20] <@Minaplo> [The flashlight was off, stowed away. Alphonse waited until they emerged…!-
[23:25] <@Minaplo> [Lightning-fast, as the first man turned the corner, Alphonse smashed the bottle of absinthe against his face, shards of glass cutting into his face. As the man screamed, Alphonse's free hand went to his lighter, which he ignited, then plunged straight into the man's nose. Within seconds he was lit up.-
[23:27] <@Minaplo> [The other man, stunned, drew a railpistol, but Alphonse quickly snatched it away. Suddenly unarmed, the man lunged forward, ignoring the screams of his companion, and grabbed Alphonse's arms.-
[23:32] <@Minaplo> [A few seconds of struggle, and Alphonse threw him off, lunging at the man with the nightstick- for little gain…-
[23:34] <@Minaplo> [But it was enough to knock the man backwards into the wall, which, he hadn't noticed, had also caught fire. And now the man seemed to realise it- he started to scream, beating himself, but it wasn't enough.-
[23:34] <@Minaplo> [Alphonse sidestepped, and ran down the hall, not knowing where he was going, but…-
[23:35] <@Minaplo> [It'd take much longer than Alphonse had expected to figure out where he was. At some point he found a passage onto the bottom floor, only to toss a firebomb into a kitchen with a group full of goons, which immediately exacberated the problem. Before long, large parts of the bottom floor were ablaze, cutting off Alphonse's escape route.-
[23:36] <@Minaplo> [He'd have to detour back up onto the second floor- and eventually, sorting his way out, he'd break out onto the top of a semi-grand staircase, the front door clearly visible…!]

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