Espionage

Snowblind

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It had been a while since I had came to Europe. I missed it. So much culture and history to be found in this country. As my plane touched down, I awoke. I had been out for a while, making up for lost sleep last night. I was rather busy getting ready.

"Mr. Davis," I heard the flight attendant say as she leaned over the chair. "We are here. Welcome to Spain." I nodded. She was so damn hot. I watched her as she checked on a few other passengers. She would occasionally look back and smile at me. I should not have agreed to this mission. I knew she would be here.

Rosa Suarez. She always took the missions to Spain. I was really going to like being around her, but I was going to hate working with her. I could still recall her the last time we worked together. The black leather catsuit she wore for the break in we had to do was stunning. Her full breasts struggled in that tight suit, and her hair was tied back and up. I hadn't seen her since. I followed her progress, though. Numerous successful missions in several latin american countries have been attributed to her from our organization. She was pretty good at what...everything...she did. Still single, remarkably.

"Mr. Davis." That cute flight attendant again. "We have been stopped for five minutes, now. You can get off anytime you would like," she said with a wide smile.

I got off of the plane, heading to the airport bar to relax for a few minutes before the rest of my team arrived. I hope she shows...

[Edited by Snowblind on 08-13-2000 at 03:37 PM]
 
enter agent mathews

Mr. Davis I presume? Davis looks back to see me. A man In a black trenchcoat with red silk lining, dark sunglasses and all black clothing. I am agent Mathews, Alex mathews. I am your cover man (pulling back my coat to reveal a set of silver plated 45's. Theres more where that came from, Lifting up my metal breifcase full of arsonal. Where is the rest of the team?
 
"They'll be here soon, I hope. Nice guns. Anyway, I read your file. You are certainly qualified. It's good to have you. I'll wait until everyone arrives to tell you about the missions we have." I motion to the chair beside me. "Take a seat, have a drink. This could take a while. Everyone generally comes in on different flights from different places.
 
Jim Dark: I walk into the airport from arazona.I am Special Agent Jim Dark. Yes, i am related to Joanna Dark, agents ask me that question all the time. i see the Two guys at the air port bar and one of em has FireArms i can tell with two things. the bulges in his back are definatly not backpacks. and i have an Electronic Eye in my right eye after i was stabbed there once....i walk up to them and stick two tubes to their backs
"Dont move a muscle Alex." he turned with a scared face that broke into a Grin, i knew alex from way back.
"So this must be Mr.Davis? im Dark, Jim Dark. and the thing im pushing into your back is a real gun, a Magnum Revolver and its half cocked so dont try anything."
i took the gun away.
"But i wont kill you yet!"
i laughed and pulled up to the bar and ordered my usual here. i have been to every major airport in the country and know everything about them, inside and out. i hoped we'd get a few girls on this mission (Hint Hint) its alwase fun to watch a girl Blow the head off of a terrorist. i checked my Maian Weapons and Smiled. Joanna gave me those. The Farsight was a kickass weapon but i dont use it less i have to.
OOC: Ok we need 2 or 3 girls to get in on this.
 
I didn't say anything. I was gonna have to watch this cat. Barely knows me and already has a gun to my back.
 
(*evil grin* you called for my kind?)

"No shooting people yet." I say as I silently approach them. My sniper rifle is strapped to my back, under my trench. My short dark hair frames a face made of ivory as my light brown eyes regard them. My shades are pushed up onto my head as I walk up to them. The pockets of my black leather trenchcoat jangle with extra ammo. Two six~chamber revolvers sit in my belt, loaded and ready. My briefcase containing my computer equipment and hacking supplies gets set odwn on the floor next to me as my black leather catsuit bends creaselessly from thousands of hours of use as I sit down at the bar and sak for a pair of Bailey's and Butterscotch. They look at me like I am nuts, then I repeat my request in the local dialect. The person behind the bar nods and rushes off to get my drink. "So what exactly are we doing on this mission? By the way, I'm Trinity." I offer my hand to each of them in turn. "I'm our hacker and sniper," I say, lifting my briefcase up onto the bvar and opening it. I pull out my laptop and plug in my cellular modem. My T~6 cable soon calls up a connection to my computer at home. Transferring the job description, I quickly scan the contents once more, hten turn the computer to the others. "You guys get one of these?" I ask. They nod, and I say, "Damn. This is it? We're supposed to do this with THIS?"

(i've seen the Matrix too many times...)
 
She was attractive. In a wild sort of way. Giving her a once over, I remember the way that Rosa looked in her catsuit. I shook the memory clear, then said, "Okay, we wait just a little longer," *looks at watch* "If they don't show, we meet up with them later.
 
My muscular body ripples under the leather as I look the others up and down. "A bunch of guys... Great. Ego~puffed self~important boys. Just my luck." I roll my eyes and look at Mr. Davis. Well, at leat they're kinda cute... I think to myself. My silver pentagram fall out from my catuit neck, glittering in the light. The background motif of a crescent moon and star shimmer unnaturally. I quickly reach up and slide it down into the catsuit. Under the clothing, it makes no bulge, no nothing to tell of its presence. "Wait? Who else is supposed to show. I was informed that this was a small mission. Less than half~a~dozen people. And besides, we don't have much time for this job. Two days, remember? So let's go now." I disconnect my laptop and pu it back in its case. I stand and down the two shots the bartend put on the bar, then pull out a five and toss it onto the bar. I pick up my briefcase, turn and head for the exit. "I'm taking the company car..." I call behind me as I head off. As I walk, in a feral, cat's movements, I can sense their reactions to my twisting body as I duck under a careless traveler.
 
Okay. I guess Rosa isn't coming. Strange.

I follow her out, leaving the bar at a sufficient time interval.

"Here is the hotel. It's safe. Meet us there," I tell the others. I catch up to her and walk with her to the "company car". The details of the mission will be revealed in this hotel. It is a safe place to have this discussion. I will meet you there. If it doesn't feel..."right" when you get there, wait for us. I don't know how long I'll be.
 
Rosa:

It was all clear at the Concorde Hotel. I was working as the lobby manager, and had made sure that all reservations for the team was in order. The rooms were cleaned out and awaited their arrival. Like Davis always said, I always made sure that everything went as plan.

The both of us went way back, and we were could have been closer, but the nature of our occupations did not allow it. I haven't seen him in a while, and I relished the thought of working with him, and of course seeing him again after all this time.

I looked through the list of the crew again, and my mind went through the data which I had already obtained on each and everyone. According to sources, Davis and Matthews should have arrived. Trinity and Dark should be on their way too…Dark looked kinda appealing. The crew was not complete...yet.
 
I was leaning against a wall looking at the people close to or around "Mr Davis", well, that´s at least the name I know him by.
Despite me being dressed in a black tight t-shirt and a pair of black trousers with quite a lot of pockets and short cut white hair, no one really noticed me, maybe because everyone was looking for people dressed in trenchcoats....

It looked like they had managed to put together a team of capable people this time, everyone was there: the leader, Mr Davis, the "weaponman",the "back-up" and the "sniper".
Well, that was the entire unit, or at least it would be when I made them aware of were I was and who I was.

By the way, I´m Jack, Jack Mclaird.
It´s not my real name, but I´ve changed it so many times I´ve almost forgot what it was.

I pick up my green/yellow sportbag from the floor and makes my way towards the team and "Davis".
"Hi, anyone missed me?"
 
Who was this guy?

"Who are you," I ask as he walks up. Not the typical agent. He looked way too common. Plain clothes, simple travelling bag. He was, I guess, in stealth mode.
 
YOU!

Still sorting through my heavily armed breifcase I hear a familiar voice. Miss me? It was him. On a routine job a few years back, about 15 or so I was sent to recover atomic missle secrets from a heavily guarded Russian military base by the C.I.A. with my russian partner and inside informant Xenia Gometaff. The job was going well untill we ran into an agent working for british intellegence. At the sight of us getting away with a breifcase filled with blue prints he fired off two rounds killing xenia and he put a gash along my back about 2 feet long with a bowie knife. I still have the scars.As I heard him speak I knew it was Warren Kain. I pulled two knifes from my case threw one into the door frame and had the other ready to throw. You have 5 seconds to get out of that door befor this knife is aimed for you!
 
At the sight of the knife sticking in the door frame, I become a little worried. Maybe these two have met before. It seemed that Matthews didn't like this guy for some reason. I'm not sure.

"It appears that there is a little friction between the two of you, and you need to work it out before I let you onto this team. I'm going to the hotel. I don't want to see either of you until this is worked out. Also, if you do something foolish, and bring the heat on yourself, don't bother showing up. I'm sure I can get along without you. There will be no in-fighting on this mission. It's too important." I glance over the two men as I down my drink. "Gentlemen, I trust I will see you...BOTH of you, at the hotel..."
 
Damn the man

You killed my partner you son of a bitch! I promised myelf if i saw you again I would return the favor!
 
I pull the dagger out of the doorframe and pocket it. "You kill each other, I'll laugh." I turn and walk out of the door.
 
Following Trinity out with my eyes I walk past Mr. Kain as he was called when we last met. This, Is the last mission you will live to tell about. Only because you are on the same team. I follow Trinity out.
 
Trinity

"Aren't we glad someone here can drive..." I mutter to myself. Weaving catlike through the throng of people, I maneuver my way through the crowd, soon waiting for the others for a short moment by the door. "I don't care if you killeach other. Just don't do it until after the mission's over. Got it?" I stare at both of them. "Oh... And if you read the job description, our mission leader has not claimed authority here yet, so I will and am commanding officer for the time being. Do whatever you think will be effective towards our goal. The completion of our goal."
 
when we stop by the door I put the knife back into my breifcase. Excuse me, I would be mutch obliged if you would give me my knife back. Sentemental value.
 
I toss the blade over my shoulder to him. "fine. Now let's go." I walk out the door, waving over the marked cab and stepping up to the cab.
 
I cath the blade between my fingers and slide it into my boot. Watching trinity get into the cab made me laugh a bit. If you dont mind I brought my own ride. Never leave home without it. I walk into the parking lot and click a button on my key chain. A silver Farrari a few feet away lowers it's top and unlocks the door. One of you can ride with me if you want. I jump over the door and land in the seat. The reason I take this car everywhere in case you were wondering is because It has a bomb detection system, bulletproof body. Built in missle launchers, machine gun, and Nitro boosters. This is why it's worth traveling with. Anyone?
 
I shrug as I turn away from the cab. "We get busted, I'm blaming you."I slide into the Ferrari, dropping my laptop case and equipment into my lap. "Nice set o' wheels..." I mutter as I look around. "Good stereo sound?" I ask with the first smile they've seen me wear as I pull my shades down over my eyes. "Let's get this show on the road!"

[Edited by Shila on 08-14-2000 at 10:12 PM]
 
Damn!
Of all the people in the world, of all places in the world, I had to run into Alex mathews.
"Hi Alex, I said while getting ready to at least try to avoid the knife, still angry about our intense meeting in Russia?"
Looking straight in his eye looking for the small signs telling me that he was going to attack me, I start to feel a bit uncomfortable.
Alex is a good fighter, and if he was going to attack we sure would spil a lot of blood before one of us went down.
"I see you still have a grudge about that.... Look, I´m sorry I shot your partner, it was´nt anything I enjoyd doing, but if you recall the events maybe you remember that she shot at me too, it was her or me.
I had my orders, you had your´s, if you had been in my place you would have done the same.
Our job is a dangerous trade, the people we work with knows this, and sometimes someone dies.

As I see it it´s no use holding a grudge at me for somethings that happened 15 years ago that was in the line of duty. I suggest a hold fire for the moment, who knows, I might just get killed on this mission, and then you´ll have your revenge.
Besides, you need someone who can open a few doors and when needed blow things up."

Still looking into Alex cold eyes I reach out my hand, while I silently hope he will accept, otherwise it could get us all into trouble....


[Edited by Viking on 08-15-2000 at 04:08 AM]
 
I get into my rental. I shake my head as the silver Ferrari zips by me. "Too flashy for my tastes," I mutter as I head towards the Concorde inn.
 
ooc:

Snowblind said:
I get into my rental. I shake my head as the silver Ferrari zips by me. "Too flashy for my tastes," I mutter as I head towards the Concorde inn.

rotflmaowtimeksa! *lol* THAT'S good! Really good! *laughi9ng so hard she collapses to the floor* by all the darkest gods, you're funny, Snowblind...
 
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