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Post by Rojo on Nov 5, 2008 9:03:18 GMT -5
Stalone lights the cigar under the lamp, ever casting his face in shadow, then takes a puff, surrounding the room in grey smoke.
"I understand completely, my dear...and I'm sure you'll keep everything you've seen and heard here...under wraps as they say," he takes another smoke of his cigar "now, let's get down to buisness, yes?"
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Post by Seven on Nov 5, 2008 11:48:33 GMT -5
Nelly nods, happy with the conclusion they reached. "Sounds good to me. So what do you have in mind Boss?"
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Post by Rojo on Nov 5, 2008 14:14:32 GMT -5
The cigar glows in the shadows.
"As I said, I make a lot of money in a lot of various ways...one of those ways is protecting caravans that need...protecting. But recently they've been having some trouble with their route...the merchants have to pass through a little town, nothing big- one street with little houses down either side and a three-storey car park at the end. Problem is..." he throws a blurred picture of a man's face on the desk "him- Tanzeko Durai, he's Chinese...fought in the Great War, but he deserted and went mad...he stumbled his way to this little skid mark of a town, overdosed on Mentats and now he thinks he's still in the war. He's taken a sniper position on the top floor of that car park and he's killing off all my men before they can help the traders."
Oak shrugged.
"Simple- snipe him back."
"You don't think we haven't tried that?" Stalone replied, smoking again "he's boarded up all the windows, and he's also outfitted the entire street with mines, so any caravans that survive get blown up. We think he found a whole cache in the basement of the police station."
"What make?"
"T4-E3, but I wouldn't try disarming them. He'll get you before you even start. He's locked down all the entrances too- metal bars. I'm supplying you with C-4 to blow the entrance down if you can get close enough-- there isn't any other way in as far as we know it."
Switch took another four cigars, pocketing them for later. He winked at Nelly.
"Sounds like fun, eh?"
"Any special equipment?"
"Apart from the C-4? Jeremy will escort you to the outskirts with a jeep, and you can keep anything you find...no doubt the police station's worth a raid. Although Tanzeko probably took all the stuff he needed- stims, ammo, food...he's quite the thorn in my backside...oh, and don't worry about residents-- no one's lived there for years."
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Post by Seven on Nov 5, 2008 18:59:37 GMT -5
Nelly brings a hand to her mouth, pondering. When she pulls her hand away, her trademark smile proves to be just beneath it. "Yah, does sound like fun Switch." She turns to Stalone. "So when do you want us to leave?"
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Post by Rojo on Nov 6, 2008 3:14:08 GMT -5
"Well...whenever you want. Right now, preferably...time is money, as they say."
He peers out of the gloom at them, the end of the cigar glowing menacingly.
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Post by Seven on Nov 6, 2008 11:05:10 GMT -5
Nelly turns to the other two. "So what do you guys think? She we set a plan, go now, go later...?" She left the question open-ended.
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Post by Rojo on Nov 6, 2008 11:34:38 GMT -5
Oak shrugs.
"I have everything I need on me right now...it's your call..."
Switch grins, rubbing under his nose.
"Let's get slashy!"
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Post by Seven on Nov 6, 2008 11:47:29 GMT -5
"Eh, I'm good if you guys are good. So what are we waiting for? We can 'plan' in the car!"
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Post by Rojo on Nov 6, 2008 12:31:46 GMT -5
"Good...good..." Stalone murmers "you'll find the C-4 in the boot, or 'trunk' as you say over here."
Yet another thickly set man steps into view, and beckons for them to follow down down down..and out of the building. There is a black-painted jeep waiting outside. Oak climbs gracefully into the back, and sits down. Switch follows awkwardly.
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Post by Seven on Nov 6, 2008 14:57:36 GMT -5
"Who's driving?" Nelly looks at the jeep, then turns to them. "Is the fact that you both headed for the back imply you want ME to do it?" She pauses, then turns to the man who lead them down. "Or do we get a chaperon to escort us there?" she asks, teasing slightly.
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Post by Rojo on Nov 6, 2008 15:21:05 GMT -5
Switch rolls his eyes at Nelly.
"Didn't youz listen? Bouwss said we gets Jeremy to drives us there..."
Oak stays silent, slowly and methodically going through the ridiculous amount of weapons strapped to his body and making sure they are all loaded.
The bodyguard grunts in reply to Nelly and squeezes his enormous bulk into the driver's seat.
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Post by Seven on Nov 6, 2008 18:40:44 GMT -5
Nelly shrugs. Ok, so she had forgotten---big whoop! As Jeremy squeezes himself in, she casually hops into the front seat. "Any reason why you boys both opted for the back?"
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Post by Rojo on Nov 7, 2008 10:35:49 GMT -5
"To make sure you don't screw up the C-4!" replies Switch with a cheeky grin and stares at a red lockbox by their feet. He opens it and whistles at the green package with a antenae on the top and a small light that was currently off. There was also a little object that resembled a television remote, but only with one large black button. The Detonator.
"Huh," muses Switch "you'd think these things'd be red..."
Then the car comes alive, it's engine making a smooth pur. A small jolt tells the two in the back the vehicle is moving.
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Post by Seven on Nov 7, 2008 17:35:32 GMT -5
"Oh, you don't trust me? I see how it is!" she says in a mock-hurt tone, then makes a "HMPH!" noise and turns away.
((should we skip a little forward in time to when they're getting closer?))
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Post by Rojo on Nov 7, 2008 17:46:12 GMT -5
((Sure))
"Women!" huffs Switch, settling in his seat.
About Half An Hour Later...
The car suddenly comes to a stop, knocking Switch over, but Oak stays steady.
"Out." Jeremy grunts.
The men jump out, Switch carrying the lockbox and putting the detonator in his belt. He looks around the side of the car.
"What?! We're still half a mile away from it!"
"That maniac's got a Dragunov! You're lucky we're not dead yet!" replies the driver, who hops in, fervently waiting for Nelly to leave the jeep, trying to keep his head low.
Oak, however, produces a pair of binoculors from a pocket and lifts them to his eyes, turning to the brownish-grey coloured town in the distance. He sees the tall building where the gunman is hiding, and then...a flash of light?
"GET DOWN!" He yells, diving behind the car. Switch doesn't react at first, but then he dives under the car, banging his elbow with a nice groan.
There are a volley of shots, and the sound of cracking glass...had he got Nelly? Oak gritted his teeth. Hopefully not, or Mr Stalone wouldn't be pleased...
But luckily, the bullet had gone right into poor Jeremy's forehead rather than Nelly's, leaving a small hole in the windscreen with cracks going away from it. Blood slowly trickled down his forehead as he slumped sideways, and out of the still-open car door.
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