Thread: Shards of Icarus

It felt so good to be back on the job. After Faith stirred up the whole city with her little fiasco at the Shard, Avery Chast thought that it would be a perfect time to take a bit of a vacation, as did most of the other Runners. Only the Runners who were practically begging to be caught by the Blues did any delivering for the first week or so. Well, Avery took two weeks off just to be safe and this was only her second day on the job and she was rather ecstatic to be back. She missed the feeling of being free in this damn jail of a city. Even wearing civilian clothes as opposed to her work outfit made her feel constricted and trapped like a bird in a cage. It also seemed, if it were even possible, that down there, on street level, that things were even more damn white an unnatural kind of white, how did the civilians take it? Just one look at the walls down there and it felt like her retinas were burning. During her time off the only thing she did really was walk the streets of the city, looking up to see if there were any Runners, wishing that she too were up there. Well, at least she did until she spotted one man being chased by three helicopters, which made her shiver at the mere thought of being up there. The wind in her hair at the moment made her think otherwise though, she couldn't even imagine doing anything else in life and the thought of vacation at the moment almost made her sick to her stomach, but she couldn't think about that now. She only had a few minutes before the other Runner she was supposed to be meeting would be at the checkpoint and she'd have to be there also, taking the package and delivering to whatever client had ordered it. Shit. Avery muttered as she was blinded by the reflection of the sun off of one of the many mirrored skyscrapers. She made the jump though, if just barely, her stomach hit the side of the building, knocking a good amount of breath out of her. She pulled herself up though and pushed on, she had to, otherwise the whole point of this mission would fail and the package would be late, which was just unacceptable. The girl ran across a wall of windows that most likely were part of an office building complex. She always found it slightly humorous to see the startled faces of those poor suit and tie workers as she sped across their walls, but in a second she was already leaping to the next building, curling up so that she didn't harm herself as she landed. Momentum was the key to being a Runner and to keep it up, she always had to be moving, never stopping. Avery slapped her hands onto a pipe of some sort and began the steady climb, this was the only part of being a Runner that she hated, well, this and ladders. They always slowed her down, but sadly they were a necessary evil that she had to overcome. The girl quickly sprinted towards a door, after she pulled herself up, that would get her inside of the building that would at least get her to the height she needed to be, because at the moment she was a few floors down from where the checkpoint was. As soon as she burst through the door, she saw three things that she hadn't expected, three Blues. Oh, fuck me. She muttered as they raised their guns to her. She ran across the wall, right towards the Blues, kicking one right in the face before she landed and continued to sprint towards an open elevator, the sound of gunfire the only thing in her ears other than her heavy breathing and the sights of walls being pounded by bullets. The girl barely made it into the elevator, a bullet narrowly missing her ponytail as she skidded to a stop and punched the button to the rooftop. She was fairly certain that the checkpoint was only a roof away from this one and she was only thirty seconds away, it looked as if she were going to make it in time.