Special Ops

[rdh996]

Jackson of the 32

"Hmm the last time i saw Booms or Craig was in the bar. Crieg and Booms left shortly after you did damned if i know where they went but if i had to guess i would say Kaboom was at a strip club and Crieg went home to His women they should be here any minute." I turn around and proceed to pull my stuff out of back of my car and sure enough one of them pulls in i couldnt see what one since my back was turned.


OOC: Hea does anyone know if EvilBollWeevil is still in this?

 

[Angelus]

Craig turned and kissed Liz before he walked out of the apartment, closing the door behind him. He looked around before he walked to the elevator and got into it then went down to the carpark. As soon as he was in the carpark he looked around, checking to see if he wasn't being watched but he knew that was impossible, nobody knew who he was. He walked to his car then stopped and pulled out his mobile phone, dialling the number that he had been given earlier and waited for Gunn to answer.

 

[Darklord]

Gunn

As he stood with Jackson waiting for the others, Gunn's cell phone began to ring. "Damn I hate these things." he thought as he pulled it out and heard Craig on the other end. "Whats going on Craig, your late." was the first things from his mouth...

 

[Morgoth]

"Ever heard of that tiny little town known as New York? Well, we're going to hit the Trade Center during a major international conference. It's a big job for all of us. of course, I'll be there among the front ranks. We hit the place in two days", he said, ecsatically, as if his idea of a good time was causing mass death, confusion, and setting off bombs.

 

[Angelus]

Craig instantly knew that Gunn was not happy and he would be even more so when he told him why he was late.
"Sorry sir but I got a little held up in the shower. I know that it is no excuse but I will be right around as soon as I can."
He didn't receive an answer, just a beep as the phone was hung up on the other end. The first thought that came to Craig's mind was Oh shit, he is pissed before he drove the car out of the carpark.

 

[KillerMuffin]

"Sounds good to me. Just remember to pay me first, little groups like this one have a habit of ending up dead or in jail. What's the plan? I do ord, but not much and not on the scale you need."

 

[rdh996]

Hea is anyone still in this or am i the only one

 

[KillerMuffin]

OOC *shrugging* I'm still here. Just have to wait for Morgoth to make an nfrequent appearance. Can't hardly go blow things up by myself. It's a slow thread, no biggie.

 

[Darklord]

Gunn of the 32nd

Oc: Sorry guys but I'm dealing with dial up at home right now instead of t1 like I usually do, so my time is very limited to spend on threads.

Ic: Gunn grunted as he hung up on Craig and got his stuff stowed away. Looking at Jackson he said "When we hit Germany we need to be ready to move. We have to make the grab right away to keep surpise on our side and get from him where the attack will take place. I want you and Craig on the cycles we'll have there moving out into the countryside to give us as much info as possible."

 

[Morgoth]

OOC: Sorry, I was away for a while.

IC: "You'll get your money, don't worry. Here's the plan. We're paying the triad in weapons. They're going to hold the Chrysler building hostage. This'll distract special forces and the like. Meanwhile, we'll walk into the Trade Center dressed like your everyday businessman. In our briefcases'll be assemblable guns. We head into the bathroom and assemble them. We kill the gaurds quickly, and then charge up the floors. we get into the meeting room, where we hold these ministers of business hostage. We then quietly fly them out to one of our minor bases. We request that money be dropped into the forest in exchange for the ministers. Then, we shoot them anyway, and dump their bodies in a swamp", chuckled Brett, as if it was actually funny.

 

[Moneytalks]

Vixen...

OOC:... umm... is it too late to make an entrance? Darklord... if ya think it is... feel free to tell me so! [grins]


New Bad Guy/Person

Full name: Unknown
Code name: Vixen
Nationality: Japanese/Australian
Weapons/Training: Various Martial Arts & Knives
Other Skills: Computer Programmer/Hacker
Description: Slender, 5'4", Long Black Hair, Dark Blue eyes, Curvy.

IC:... Vixen scoped the lot... she held on tight to the slender briefcase in her left hand. She was dressed in black leather pants which looked like they were sprayed on and a tight silver t-shirt that left nothing to the imagination. Her scruffy black leather jacket was short but effecient against the cold night air.

Behind her two men followed. She was aware of them and sighed inwardly.

"Hey baby... nice ass... how about showing me an' my buddy here a good time eh?" One of them leered.

She turned slowly and flashed them a smile. Licking her lips invitingly. They weren't expecting a warm response... but stupidly they didn't question it either.

"Why don't you boys... leave now... before someone gets hurt?" She asked politely, her Aussie accent only faintly recognisable.

They laughed at this. One of them made a move for her briefcase. Bad idea. The light from a nearby street light glinted against the blade she now held in her right hand. She waited for the man to lunge and used his momentum to gut him. Literally. He grunted in surprise. She felt the warm hot blood spill over her hand as she jerked upwards completing her kill. He fell to the side his eyes open wide in surprise as he gurgled his last breath. His friend shouted out angrily seeing his friend fall. He too lunged forward... aparantly having learned nothing from his friend's fate. She spun lightly on her feet and was behind him before he realised what had happened. She hugged him from behind bringing her hand up in a fluid movement and the knife cut open his neck. He gasped clutching at himself and falling forwards away from her. She didn't like ineffeciency and waiting for him to die was inefficient. She planted her foot on his back forcing him down and forced her knife into his side twisting the blade roughly. She felt him go limp.

She stood up again looking down at her bloody hand. She checked herself. Thank goodness she didn't get any on her clothes. She smiled. Using only her left hand now she placed her briefcase on the ground and flipped it open. Inside a state of the art laptop and a towel were immediately evident. She wiped off her hand as best she could and cleaned her knife before hiding it away again on her person. The towel she dropped on the dead man at her feet. As clean as she could make herself for the moment she closed the briefcase again and looked for her contact... Malik "The Phoenix" Styles. Apparantly he had found a job for them both.

 

[KillerMuffin]

OOC: Welcome aboard!

IC: "Sure whatever. You got a dem for the job?"

 

[Morgoth]

"Of course. I'm waiting for another assassin, by the way. So as soon as she comes in, we can hit the copter back to base. And remember, the Iron Fist doesn't fuck around", he said quietly to her, looking at the dark street.

OOC: Moneytalks! Good to know you're still here! If you want, you can play Vixen in The Book of Light. I miss your talent and skill, MT. Hope you begin to post more regularly.

 

[Moneytalks]

OOC:

Thanx guys... your words of welcome are most appreciated.

Morgoth... I shall look into that thread... and I plan on posting regularly... I've had a long break as it is... [grins]

 

[Morgoth]

OOC: Simply by looking into my thread you do me honor.

 

[Moneytalks]

Vixen...

... entered the bar and looked around carefully. She wrinkled her nose in distaste. One of these places she thought to herself. She wished just once she'd be sent somewhere with decent music and a bit of atmosphere. She flicked her long silky dark hair over one shoulder and walked further into the bar, taking a seat at one of the bar stools she crossed her slender legs and placed her briefcase carefully on the bar itself.

The barman approached and she held up a single finger while mouthing "vodka... straight..." her full pink lips smiling as she finished. The barman picked up a glass and quickly poured an amount of vodka into it. Before he managed to place it on the table Vixen reached out and wrapped her smaller hand around his intimately.

"Oh sugar..." she murmered seductively... "surely you can do a thirsty girl something better than that?" She arched a perfectly shaped eyebrow at him encouragingly. The barman paused briefly but Vixen's smile was enticing. He managed a surly smile in return and tipped the bottle once more doubling the measure in the glass.

"Thank you handsome..." Vixen smiled accepting the full glass.

She winked once before tossing the entire contents back as if it were so much water.

"Ahhh..." she sighed contentedly... "another if you please... and... is there a phone around?"

The barman poured another equally generous drink for her before nodding his head at the door she'd just come in.

"Outside.." he grunted.

Vixen smiled turning the glass carefully with her right hand as if contemplating it's contents. Her left arm drapped casually, yet protectively over her slender briefcase. She glanced at the clock over the shelf of bottles behind the barman.

God but he's late... she thought... men were ever so irresponsible that way. She sighed... taking a sip of the vodka and swirling it around in her mouth appreciatively before swallowing.

 

[Phoenix]

"THE PHOENIX" Malik Styles in Making up lost time


As I stumbled through town, I smoked my cigar and walked through an alley.  Immediately I caught a wierd but familiar scent in the air.  It was death in the air.  I dunno ever since I began to work in Special Ops I always had a sense of when somebody died nearbye.  Looking in the more dimly lit area in the alley I saw two men lying on the ground. Studying their wounds at a distance I noticed that their death is fresh and it was prefessionally done.  Both were precisionally gutted. After studying the wound some more I noticed that these kind of wounds came from a certain kind of blade. HMMPHH Vixen can be so sloppy sometimes. Killing two people is Ok but for Christ sakes the least she can do is dispose of the bodies properly. Making a few calls on my cell phone the bodies were set for processing as soon as I was out of sight.

 

[Phoenix]

Malik Styles aka "THE PHOENIX" in the Bar scene COLOR=red]Malik Styles aka "THE PHOENIX" in the Bar scene[/COLOR]



As I enter the bar I looked around at the various mugs that surrounded me. It was a decent combinations of mercenaries, hoods and feds. As I made my way across the room to the bartender, I patted a rather shapely blond waitress on the ass and ordered a "Slow Screw" and oh yeah a beer too. I watch her gorgeous brown eye hint mischief while her soft white cheeks flushed with an sweet smile while she went off to get my order. It was then I saw what looked like my contact. She looked like she was of Asian decent wearing a silver shirt and tight azz black leather pants.

I walked up right behind her and palmed her ass and whispered in her ear "Sloppy work in the alley darlin. After all you left the bodies where they could be found by anybody"

 

[Moneytalks]

Vixen...

... felt the large warm hand cupping her ass. She smiled at his comment about the men outside. Her response was to flick her hair over her shoulder as she turned to face him. Her smile was curious... not exactly warm and inviting... but not cold either.

"Styles... how nice of you to finally arrive..." she looked pointedly at the watch on his wrist but didn't say any more about his tardiness... "as for the garbage outside..." she scrunched up her nose in distaste... "around here garbage isn't so unusual, and besides... I figured you'd take care of it." This time her smile was definitely cheeky.

"It's been a long time..." She turned on her bar stool and rested a slender hand on his shoulder. She leaned forward and whispered quietly into his ear, her soft lips lightly brushing his skin as she did so, "you asked for heavy duty equipment this time... must be an important job..." When she moved back slightly she turned her head and pressed her lips against his. Her kiss was slow and decisive. She had seduction down to an artform. She sat back once she'd finished and picked up her glass to finish off her vodka shot.

She was all business when she looked at him now.

"What's the deal handsome?"

 

[Phoenix]

Styles in "Thoughts"


I blushed slightly as the Vixen pointed to her watch.  I knew I was slightly late and busted but hey it could have been worse.  When she mentioned improper disposal of bodies my manner returned back to the serious mercenary that I am supposed to be.   I was contemplating giving her a long azz lecture on proper "Waste disposal" procedure when she leaned forward and whispered something in my air.  It took all my will power not to think of her sexually and instead listened as she reminded me that I had here bring the hard stuff for this next job.  

I was just about to tell her why when she kissed me.  For a few seconds I found myself tangeled in her web and falling for her seduction.  However as soon as she broke the kiss I realized that she easily saduced me.  "Ah Malik Style you are getting gulible in you old age" I said to myself as I stroked my goatee. Err turning 29 is making me soft already.  I suddenly remember the job I did working for the kunochi assassains who used the seduce and stab technique to take care of their kills.  For some reason my dear Vixen suddenly reminded me of them. I was just about to ask her for more than just the kiss when she reminded me that we have a job to do.

After hearing her inquiry about the job I answered clinically " Well my dear we doing some freelance work for the Iron Fist basically my contractor with them basically offered us this much money ( I write down a number that can not be said outloud without stirring someone's ears) and in return we help them pull off a big job involving the world trade center. Matter of fact all we gotta do is wait for the call on my cellphone and then we are back in buisness"

 

[Moneytalks]

Vixen...

Vixen looked at the figure Phoenix had written down on the small piece of paper. She smiled appreciatively.

"Oooh..." she purred... "this should be fun..."

She turned to the bar tender. "Handsome!" She called out. Without blinking he walked over picking up the bottle of vodka on the way. He splashed an extremely generous amount into her glass and threw her a smile before returning to the other customers.

Vixen grinned over at Phoenix even as his own drinks finally arrived curtesy of a blushing waitress.

"Well Styles... here to an on-going partnership..." she raised her glass to his. She looked over at the retreating waitresses ass as she tended to the other customers.

"Hmmm..." she continued her voice suddenly sultry... "she looks good enough to eat..." she winked cheekily at Styles before slamming back the entire contents of her glass with a small murmer of approval.

 

[Morgoth]

Brett checked the time. He grabbed a cell phone and punched a number. Phoenix picked his ringing cell phone up. "Ok, this is Big Dawg. Get the hell outside, boy. The party is gonna start pretty damn soon", he said, using perfect Southern drawl. He flipped the cell phone back in his pocket, and then leaned back against a Ferrari Testarrosa.

 

[Phoenix]

Phoenix in "Making moves"

After Vixen said she looks good enough to eat I was just about to encourage her to satisfy her appetite when my cell phone rang. It was my contact with Iron Fist telling me get outside. I tapped Vixen on the shoulder and indicated the direction to the door as I got up and walked outside one hand holding hers the other hand holding my gun.

OCC: I am sorry I left like that I had urgent buisness to attend to out of town I was not able to access AOL for the entire time I was gone. Please let's continue this thread

 

[Moneytalks]

Vixen

Enjoying the feel of Phoenix's hand holding hers she casually takes up her briefcase as she allows him to escort out of the seedy dive.

She tossed her hair once as she surveyed the parking lot. Her natural inclination to scope for possible ambush.

She spotted their contact easily. She frowned in disapproval of the showy vehicle he had chosen to drive in. Still... it would seem from that he had the money to afford her services. She offered a sultry smile as they approached the man who appeared to be talking to a woman as he waited for them.

Vixen eyed the woman up and down. Impressive she thought to herself... she wasn't sure about the man yet. Phoenix had dropped her hand and she took this opportunity to slide her hand around his waist... but not before taking a handful of his butt cheek in her hand as payback for his earlier grope. She grinned to herself... the man certainly kept in shape. Now with her arm drapped around his hips she waited for the introductions and for some idea of what the job was all about.

OOC: No worries darlin'... I missed you terribly though... [winks]

 

[Phoenix]

Phoenix in First Contact

As me and Vixen exited the dive, I tightly clasp her hand as we awaited the car. I was kinda surprise usually terrorist or ahem freedom fighters as they like to be called drive around in descript vehicles in order to detection by authorities. I decided not to worry about the car and instead thought of it like this: If he can afford the car he can afford to pay me and Vixen.

I looked at the woman and sized her up. She was about 5-9 in excellent shape. She appeared not to be too multirational matter fact judging by her posture and sizing up of Vixen I could tell she was an American formely of the armed forces.

The male was my contact Briggs the leader of the Steel Fist. Possessing black eyes and hair he gave off and aura of darkness that fit the terrorist group motif to a tee. I mean seriously why is every terrorist leader dark and mysterious? Why can't Richard Simmons lead a terrorist group.

I was just thinking off asking them about the job when my ass was quietly palmed by my partner. I quickly turned to her flashed her my most male seductive grin and then turned and asked Briggs "So what is the plan. And remember we need the funds to be wire transferred in advanced"

OCC: AWw I was missed ( blushing lol)