ON: Kyoto
Yaichiro peeled out as well, following the vehicle with his handgun ready. This was a bad situation though....his uniform and other devices were delivered, but only after he'd gone to the mall. They were on the Eucharis. All he had was a handgun, the standard magazines, and his civilian communicator. On top of that, PANTHEON seemed utterly useless at that moment. Had his access been removed and not yet restored?
"Looks like we got company," one of the assailant said to the driver of the SUV, who coolly looked at Yaichiro in the mirror. The SUV sped up, speeding by rows of parked cars, and nearly killing some woman who was about to get out. The lady's door was ripped off her car when the SUV hit it. As an alley came up on the left, the SUV went into a power slide around a street vendor's giant stack of cantaloupes, clipping the edge fo the stand and sending an avalanche of ripe fruit into Yaichiro's path as the SUV took off down the alley, swerving around a dumpster and kicking up old newspapers.
When the Car went into a power slide, Yaichiro attempted to take advantage of the opportunity to shoot the tires of the SUV, but only got off a couple shots before he was forced to react. While not quite as experienced a driver as these people, he was still better when it came to processing speed and reflexes than a Nepleslian, so he barely managed to power slide as well...however, a tire popping one piece of fruit made him slide slightly too far, and he wound up moving down the alley with the right mirror of the vehicle gone, and sparks flying down from the right side of the car. However this made him far enough over to avoid the dumpster entirely; he was lucky for that. He attempted to take advantage of the narrow corridor to shoot at the rear tires of the vehicle, where it was less able to swerve to avoid.
Yaichiro's shots, unfortunately, missed or were intercepted by bouncing fruit. As he followed the dark SUV into the even darker alley, he could hear pedestrians screaming in panic from the gunfire. Ahead, one of the SUV's back windows opened up and a man with two 10mm SMG began spraying bullets at the sports car, with several shots making sparks on the grill and turning the windshield into a spider's web of cracks.
Yaichiro was forced to duck down, and did the only thing he could....accelerate. He floored it, using his car's better acceleration to try and get close enough to ram the SUV's rear bumper, and knock the guy out. It was very risky, but it was all he could really do. Hopefully, he'd at least make the submachine guns jostle off their aim.
As the sports car blindly bounced off the brick walls of the alley, sparks flew all over the place, raining down on the unprotected driver. Why did he have to pick a convertible? He slowly seemed to be gaining on the SUV, and the man had stopped to reload. That's when a grenade fell into Yaichiro's passenger seat, then rolled into that space between the passenger's seat and the door on that side. He'd have to lean far over to grab it. As a precaution, the enemy guy shut the SUV's rear window.
In a moment of near panic, the officer leaned over and grabbed for the grenade, hoping his height would help him...he did not remove his foot from the accelerator though.
As he leaned, the car veered to the right, bouncing off the wall and sending the grenade further down into the crevice by the door.
He reached the door handle, and opened it a bit, hoping for the grenade to fall out...the sparks stung, but compared to being shot or blown apart, he was able to deal with it...
Just after the grenade fell out, the grenade exploded, sending the car's rear send towards the left and into a spin that made Yaichiro feel sick. His right rear tire disintegrated as the grenade sent out deadly shrapnel all over the place. He was facing the wrong direction now. To add insult to injury, the SUV sprayed Yaichiro's crippled car with bullets one final time as it crashed into a dumpster full of rotting Chinese food. The Black SUV sped off into the night.
Yaichiro stumbled out of the car, bloodied and slightly burnt by sparks, and picked up his battered civilian communicator...only to find a bullet lodged in it. He proceeded out of the Alley, trying to telepathically communicate with PANTHEON, inquiring as to why it did not assist.
