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"Ah, so you've been the guy following me?" she cooed, staring back at him. "I should kill you right now, but sadly..." She murmured, pressing against him, trying to keep him against the wall, as her free hand searched him for another weapon. "I think we might be in a bit of prediciment. And I think I might need your help on this one..." She whispered, staring at him, before pulling away and picking up his gun and pointing the barrel at him. "So, you can help me and I'll let you live, or you can help me, and I'll kill you later."
 
Constatine had to smile at the lady and nod. "So do I Edna, so do I." He looked at the printer, seeing it was one of those state of the art ones that had a memory, and also had another job waiting. He hit print on it, and saw that it was only the Soduku page that Edna wanted, and went to find her. "Looks like that page you wanted was the next in line Edna, here you go." He handed it to her with a smile and said his good byes. He was on his way to Hong Kong now, to follow the little bits of leads that he had now.
 
Makisan said:
"Ah, so you've been the guy following me?" she cooed, staring back at him. "I should kill you right now, but sadly..." She murmured, pressing against him, trying to keep him against the wall, as her free hand searched him for another weapon. "I think we might be in a bit of prediciment. And I think I might need your help on this one..." She whispered, staring at him, before pulling away and picking up his gun and pointing the barrel at him. "So, you can help me and I'll let you live, or you can help me, and I'll kill you later."


I looked at her and pondered the options,either way could result in me dying so I'd better play along for now."Okay you've got my help but 1st tell me what you know about this building and why you've been observing it" I asked her hoping she could possibly fill in the missing pieces if there where any in this whole mystery.
 
"...Why does that matter to you?" She asked, eyeing him suspiciously. "It's none of your business, really."
 
I shrugged,"your right it is none of my business but considering I'm going to be helping you out I would like to know what your after" I replied."So I'll help you out now can I have my gun back" I asked nicely.
 
"I don't trust you enough for you to have your gun back," She cooed, winking at him. She tossed her hair back, watching him. "Honestly, I don't know what I'm after," she lied, although hiding it very well. "It's just assignment, that pays well and that's good enough for me."
 
I smiled as she winked at me,"your call" I told her admiring her princepals of never giving a sucker an even break."So now we've finshed our chit chat I'm guessing you want to leave before we're discovered" I suggested knowing it was pointless searching around if nothing was here.
 
"Yes, we should leave. But, I want you to go first. That way, I won't have to get my hands dirty later." She teased, kissing his cheek and pushing him toward the door. "Thank you, sweetie!" She cooed, giggling a bit. She liked being in charge for once.
 
OOC We should hold our characters here Makisan to allow for Katamari Roller to post her character sprining her trap for ours.

IC
I smiled at the kiss,"your welcome My Lady" I replied moving towards the door.This playfully talking was a nice way to hide any worries either of us had and I passed the door and moved into the hallway.
 
Shade got the call from his agency,the boss named Fernando. Finally. He didn't know much about the people he worked for but he was determined to learn and he was sure that they first wanted him to prove himself. This was his chance. He hopped on the first flight to london. He brought his suitcase and of course his weapons.
He was armed so he might have a problem getting on board the plane, but not to worry. He went through the door marked employees only. He encountered a door with a keypad and waited. A moment later a man walked through. Shade caught the door and the man didnt even look back. He walked out onto the runway and looked for his plane. THere it was. He walked over underneath it careful to avoid detection. He saw the people putting the cargo onto the plane. At one point they looked away and he managed to jump on the conveyor belt they were using behind a particularly large suitcase. When he got to the top he saw a man arranging the packages. He climbed behind a box and waited... A while later they finished and the lights went out. He could hear people boardnig overhead. He flicked on his light and looked around for the way out. He saw it and climbed up. He waited for the stewardess to pass and he jumped out, sliding the floor panel back into place. He was sure noone had scene. So he settled down in his seat.
He thought about his mission. Who was this Derrick! He took his laptop out from his suitcase and did as much snooping as he could. He was a decent hacker and managed to hack the scotland yard files, but like his employer had said, this man had never been booked. He would have liked to have hacked deeper into the system, but he was not skilled enough. His computer training had been thorough, but it was not his specialty.
When he arrived in london he began looking for his only lead ....Terrie Gillam.
 
After not being able to find Terrie a frustrated Shade decided to do a little mor hacking from his laptop in his hotel room. He hacked the local jail and found some interesting info. So Derrick and Terrie went missing, but Derricks crew comprised of people named Jerry, Johnny, VLem and Rocky, were booked but than freed after paying a nice sized find for weapon possession. This wasnt going to be easy.....
Luckily the jail gave their current phone numbers. He decided he'd leave each of them a message. He went to the payphone all the way across town for safety. He left them each a message
"Your boss wants to know what happened and where derrick is. Meet me at the warehouse where you were caught. If you Dont show, you'll suffer the consequences."
He went to the warehouse to scope the place out. He also thought he'd set up a little trap just in case...
 
Vlem and Rocky
London​

When Rocky showed up, he fully expected a trap, or possibly more cops. Maybe he feared, someone had found poor David's body in here and decided to charge them with murder, a lot more than a silly posession fine here in England.

When he saw Vlem though, at least part of him got to relax. He found himself better in numbers. Vlem nodded to him, and they both went inside the warehouse.

"I got the call an hour ago," He said, "I was packing everything up, the next plane out of here is in a couple of hours."

Rocky had the same flight. They had a new assignment down in Argentina, pretty much a similar drug run. This would be their first go without Derrick as a leader.

"Do you think it's about Derrick?"

Vlem knew it was. He just didn't know who wanted to find out. Some agent. He was not sure. He hoped it was that Constantine Fuck. There was a present for him in the back of Vlem's car.

"We're here," He called out to the empty building, looking over at Rocky. They both had weapons, concealed, but no need to pull them out just yet. Better to wait.

"The rest aren't coming, they caught flights out already. Who is here, what do you want to know?"
 
" You can call me agent Nightshade." spoke a voice from the shadows of the warehouse. The doors shut behind the two men and a lock clicked in place.
"Thanks for coming. Hopefully both of you will have the pleasure of leaving this god-forsaken building. If you answer my questions."
"First, who was the person that tipped of Terrie to find you!? "
"Second where is Derrick!?"
With that he stopped. He hoped they would do it the easy way but than again he wouldn't mind toying with these people either.
 
Vlem and Rocky
London​



"Nightshade? Who the fuck is this prick? Fuck you," Rocky began huffing around, taking out his gun. He could not see this Nightshade fuck, but he had a decent idea of where the guy was.

Vlem hissed at him, speaking something low in Russian.

"His name is Constantine," Vlem said. Rocky stared hard into the silence, but put his gun away. What the fuck, they couldn't have done this over the phone? Rocky didn't like being tossed around like this.

"Constantine set up the arrest, he called Terrie for it to happen. Terrie told us everything. We... took care of him. In fact, there's a present in the car for Constantine, if you find him. Something we wanted to give to him in person."

Rocky especially wanted to make sure that Constantine fuck got to see their present. But, this Nightshade creep could do well to act as a courier.

"Before Terrie died, he said he left Derrick in an unmarked van outside of the police station. Constantine was to get in and find out answers. That's the last we heard. We called up Constantine, told him we had Terrie and wanted an exchange, but he just hung up on us."

That was all their information. It wasn't theirs, it was mostly another team that brought them up to speed. They had kidnapped Terrie and made all of this go down. Fernando had been the one to call Constantine. It pissed Fernando off when he hung up.

Fernando doesn't get pissed off often. Derrick was a good agent, he was going to be missed.

"Fernando wanted to make sure Constantine got the package, you should deliver it, when you see him."
 
They sure are taking long...

Scythe stood with her back to the wall, on the corner of the corridor leading to the storage room. First squad were spread all around the corridors, hiding in the corners, and clad in their assault outfits. Two of them, as well as Sei Long, shared her position.

The WVT's corridors were nothing special. The whole building just looked like a huge office block both from outside, and inside. There were water dispensers and fire extinguishers here and there, and inside the rooms there were office cubicles with chairs, desks, a computer here and there... the WVT looked like an office building in the making, still lacking people hurrying from one corner to the other and some of the equipment one would expect in an office like pens, papers and the like.

This meant that in the corridors, there was hardly any cover. And in the rooms, the cover that there was couldn't stand up to high-powered weapons like assault rifles or solid-slug shotguns.

Scythe had designed the insides of the whole place, guessing that if any official ever visited the building for some reason, she could just say that the employers had hit bad times and couldn't finish or crew the building. This was just one of many precautions she had taken. Precautions that would be tested right now.

Scythe leaned over the guard crouching at the corner to look around it. The waiting was starting to get on her nerves. She was accustomed to being patient, but knowing the spies were just behind a half-opened door teased her quite a bit. Now she thought about it, perhaps they weren't spies. Maybe they were just thieves. The WVT seemed empty most of the time except for the guards and the lights, so perhaps a less than bright thief might think it a good target to try and steal some valuables, like computers. But then, thieves didn't have access to gun suppressors...

A young man stepped out. Scythe took a good look at him before leaning back into cover. Didn't that man have a gun? Well, now he didn't, and that seemed to mean that he was not a thief. Why would a thief draw his weapon when going into a building, and then holster it back again?

"Remain in your positions."

Scythe moved out of cover, and stood in the corridor, staring at the man. Slowly, she unholstered her weapon as her green eyes dug into his. Her movement as she took her pistol out was obviously menacing, but it still was very slow. A dozen metres separated them, more than enough distance for her to speed up her drawing if he tried something.

"Stay right where you are. Who are you? How did you get in here?"
 
I stopped and moved my hand to signle Fable to stay behind me out of site,it would be pointless to let her show herself limiting her chances of getting out of the building.

"Me well I'm the local health inspector" I answered trying to stall this mysterious women in front of me hoping she wouldn't decide to shot first ask questions later,this was a tricky situation as I could end up with a bullet in the head or in the back depending on how this played out."Am I to guess your the owner of this building sorry I didn't come via reception" I asked trying to make conversation sweat running down my arms as I stood still.
 
"Very well." replied agent nightshade. He was a little dissapointed that it had gone so smoothly, and well, uninterestingly. But he had valuable information now. Derrick was dead and his mates were here. Than a thought struck him.
"Actually, You'll be coming with me. I might find a good use for you two." he told the two men. He had a feeling they didn't like this idea. He carefully fitted the mask around his face...
 
"Mm- Something like that," Cami agreed between sips at her drink's straw. Her eyes fell towards the table, lids half closed as she pondered over the situation. Lots of equipment... Now what would they be up to with all that? Certainly her fella would be taking an interest in such activity as well. She made a quick note to herself; find a way inside that building and find out just what the weird equipment was. She was sure her higher-ups would be interested in that.

She glanced up enough to see him looking her over, another slight smirk coming to her face as she gave a light whistle. "Happy with the view, lovey?" Easily distracted, this one! At least it made getting info easy enough. Just let him go slack-jawed from a few good flashings. Her smile grew as she picked up the rest of her glass, downing it quickly before raising a few fingers into the air. "Another one, if y' don't mind please..." She raised an eyebrow with a quick glance at him as she felt the exploring hand against her thigh, debating for a moment on whether to break a finger for being so brave- but then decided to go along with it. What the hell. She hadn't had some fun in awhile. Besides.. she felt she owed him a little something for his help so far.

"Now, you're certain yer boss won't mind you giving me this map and info?," she asked, though her eyes were still focused off towards the building through the window. "I feel I should pay you back with something for all you've done to help me out.."
 
Rocky and Vlem
London​

Rocky was already saying no. For him, it was time to walk out the fucking door and not bother with this any more. He was tired of playing spy with this little fuck. If he wanted to do cloak and dagger shit, go and have fun with his little D&D friends.

"Just calm down, Rocky," He said, taking out his cell phone.

"We gotta call Fernando. Clear it with him. Like I said, he had a job for us in Buenos Aires, and we're already down one man."

The call was short, brief. He spoke in hushed tones, Russian, thick accent. After a second he hung up.

"Fernando said a day."

"Oh fucking christ," Rocky shook his head looking back at the door, "What the fuck are we going to do, roll for initiative?"

Vlem shook his head, looking into the darkness, "We do whatever Nightshade tells us to do. You have us for 24 hours, after that we need to be in Buenos Aires. What do you want, sir?"

Rocky murmured something Russian about Nightshade's mother, but he stood at the ready.
 
Nevin
Doorsten​

"My boss just wants the car back, that's the important part. Besides, if you two work together, I should make sure you get to him."

Although, he didn't much care about that any more. His hand had ridden high up against her thigh now. Instead of her pushing away or stopping him, she urged him on. He felt her knee move just slightly, the smallest part of her legs.

He made sure to scoot his chair over, and got them both a second drink. Another long island iced tea, the british girls liked the taste of that one. And something nice and hard for him, on the rocks.

"I'm sure you can think of some way to repay me," He said, laughing as he moved close to her, his lips coming up to hers. A soft playful kiss. Nothing too forward, nothing too hard, just a kiss. He thought girls like this best. It was not filled with lust and passion, but almost a playfulness. Girls did not want guys to shove their tongues down their throats, not on the first kiss.

The first kiss should be light, fun, flirty and wanting of more. His fingers certainly did not understand that concept. He was rubbing against her thigh, up and down, going further up each time. His eyes could only hold her gaze for seconds at a time, before moving down to that lush of cleavage.

"What if, we go back to the SUV? You know, it folds out in the back."
 
"Well, we're off to deliver this package to constantine, as well as find out what business he had messing up Fernando's operation here. After that we should try to finish him off. So you said you'd called this guy up?"
With that Nightshade stepped from the shadows. He was wearing a black gas mask. He could tell they were thinking that they couldve taken him. SHade knew that it was only on fernando's orders that they hadnt attacked him. But if they had theyd have been sorry. Shade has an advantage not only because he'd booby trapped the place, but just because they would underestimate him because of his small frame. Oh well. He looked at the two men.
"So what number did you call him on?"
 
After the guys had given him the number Shade had found that it was quite untraceable, which he had expected. However his training had taught him how to find people. It was not an easy business and in fact required a lot of luck on top of skill. He was beginning to feel nervous. His boss had asked him to find out what happened to Derrick. He had done that. So now what.
He decided to find out who Constantine was and why he had messed up the operation. He looked to the two men. Their "package" might just be something that could help him with the current situation.
" So whats this package you've all been going on about?" he asked.
 
" Interesting." said shade. "well now I've got a little call to make.
Shade walked to the same payphone he had used earlier and dialed Constantine's number. It rung once...twice...three times. Someone picked up.
"Hello...."Shade spoke into the reciever, using a voice modifier of course, just in case.
 
"Hello, who do you want killed, and you know my price." That's all that Constatine said, for no one knew this number unless they needed him for a job, or they got it somewhere. His voice wasn't his own either, but the person on the other end wouldn't need to know.
 
"Me well I'm the local health inspector. Am I to guess your the owner of this building? Sorry I didn't come via reception."

Scythe stood still, completely expressionless as time seemed to slow down around them, almost solidifying... before her lips slowly slithered into a malicious grin that would make any man (or woman) gulp nervously and look for the nearest escape routes. It was almost inhuman, there was nothing but cruelty there as her arm relaxed, her pistol remaining in its holster.

"The local health inspector... yes, of course... wait there a second, will you?"

Scythe turned around and walked to the corner, going around it. She walked past the guards, and knocked on a door, but her eyes were locked onto the black-clad mix of Western and Eastern men holding assault rifles.

"It's Ok, it's the inspector...! Yes, yes, you can return to whatever you were doing...!"

Scythe's penetrating stare was fixed on Sei Long as she spoke loudly, as if she was talking to someone behind the door she had knocked on. With a silent nod, her orders were clear. The guards moved away as silently as possible, Sei Long leading them away towards the elevators. Sei Long's radio would have transmitted her message to everyone else, her intentions clear. Otherwise, he would do it himself. Scythe walked back around the corner, and looked at the man.

"So, inspector, should I give you a tour around here, or something like that? I am a bit new here, so I don't know what you guys would usually do..."
 
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