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Love and War; Is all really fair?
Topic Started: Mar 17 2011, 10:39 PM (51,126 Views)
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“Alright...let me try...” Blake said. He took a deep breath, holding up his hands, focusing.

He could feel...something. It started to well up in him, the pain he normally felt lessening a bit as he used the power. His shadows swelled around him, formless, yet...something was becoming stronger in the room, the shadows forming around Samara now, giving her...more form.

Blake was channeling his electrical energy into Samara, using it to boost her!



“Oh no...” Galv said, as he and Melanie tried to get the door open, “Can you feel that?”

Galv was sensing the rise in electrical power coming from the other side of the door...
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[Paris]

[Tunnel]

Alice raised an eyebrow as Aiden suggested that Strucker was making the gold. She rubbed her chin and leaned back against the wall, looking thoughtful.

“We briefly considered that he was counterfeiting it, but we obtained a few bricks during out escape from Germany. It’s real gold.”

She paused. “Unless… you’re suggesting he’s found a way to actually MAKE gold. That would be quite the trick…”

She frowned. “… but you may be onto something. Like I said, we believe that Strucker used to belong to the Thule Society. They’re known for being utterly obsessed with the occult…”

[New York City]

[Fisk’s Apartment]

“… This is NOT over!” Coldman shouted, and Sama struck him in the side of his head with the butt of his gun. Coldman collapsed, apparently unconscious.

“It is for now.” Sama groaned, and he rushed over to Crystal. “Can you keep Fisk alive?”
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“… but you may be onto something. Like I said, we believe that Strucker used to belong to the Thule Society. They’re known for being utterly obsessed with the occult…”

"Indeed they are, madam." Didymus said. "And...let's just say that you may be on to something. I assure you, the Thule Society...I'd say they know what they're doing, but I think that would be inaccurate ultimately...at any rate, the concept of sorcery-given gold spreading around is...unsettling. Yes, we shall have to see if we can't get his records as to where it's all going or gone..." he mused.

US Embassy

Towns made some commands, and some of the medics began to push Snake into lying down. As for Towns himself...

"...who do you need to speak to?" he said, with an attendant standing by...

One of the medics seemed to say something-"Too bad the instrument is gone...we'll just have to settle for pouring salt on the wound." Snake heard.
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Now that Marco finally had dealt with the last of these annoying bees... or well, he hoped that was the last of them... he turned his attention to what Nanami was up to.

And in doing that, he quickly realized that whoever this lady was that Nanami was up against, she seemed to have the upper hand against Nanami. And with her already injured from dealing with that bee guy, as well as himself (his legs really weren't feeling that great now that he really ran hard and jumped around to kill that bee)...

It was probably time to make a tactical retreat.

So Marco made his way to his briefcase, quickly pulling a couple things out.

...

“You cannot win.”

"What if I define my win differently?" Marco called out, as Nanami backed away from the woman, and he approached the two.

"See ya!" he then said, as a bright light flashed up behind him. He then threw something towards the Boss, which then also exploded into an extremely bright light.

With that, he ran a few steps towards Nanami, and grabbed her by her not-as-injured arm, and pulled her in the direction he wanted the two to escape in... which actually was directly towards the first flash of light.

"Keep your eyes shut 'til we're past the light," he told her as quietly as he could, as they ran off. Marco himself had produced sunglasses, but even those didn't do much when running straight to the light
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Alice nodded. This was disturbing news indeed.

“If Strucker has found a way to CREATE gold using occult methods… the implications are frightening.” Alice shuddered. “The Nazis could have means of creating infinite wealth… and I worry about how they’re doing this.”

She shook her head. “Strucker is… he’s a dangerous, devious man. He’s willing to do anything to win, no matter how terrible.”

[US Embassy]

Snake shook his head. Nothing made sense… his mind was playing games with him… he groaned in pain, and said nothing else. He couldn’t trust anyone, or anything… even himself…

[Lofts]

Nanami clenched her eyes shut as Marco used the flashbang-like somethings to blind The Boss. He felt him grab her by the arm and start running, and she followed after him, running as best as she could.

She kept her eyes shut as he ordered. She said nothing at the moment. She hated to flee from battle, but she was in quite a bit of pain, and The Boss was frighteningly powerful…
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"Creating gold seems incredibly straightforward for the Thule Society. Doesn't seem their style, per se, either..." Didymus said.

"Still, it's possible, I suppose..." he went on.

"Let's keep moving, I still have questions, but you're right, a sewer tunnel isn't the best place for them."

US Embassy

Suddenly, Snake heard a voice.

"What is THIS?!" a woman's voice.

One that sounded like...the infamous "THE Boss".

"What happened?! How did he let himself get stabbed?!" it sounded like it was coming from the next room over.

The medics began examining Snake's wound...

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[Tunnel]

Alice shook her head.

“Like I said, Strucker was in the Thule Society. He left it when he started HYDRA. At least that’s what we think… it’s all speculation.” Alice explained, shaking her head.

“But that said, we think Strucker is still supplying the Thule Society with gold… and HYDRA and the Nazi administration too, for that matter. We have no idea how much of their money they get from Strucker, but it’s a sizable amount. Stopping Strucker could, at the very least, delay Hitler’s agenda.”

[US Embassy]

Now Snake sat up. He heard the voice of his mentor… The Boss. His eyes widened, and he tried to get up, pushing away the medics.

“Boss? BOSS!?” Snake yelled.
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One thing Marco always made sure to do, whenever he went most anywhere, was to remember how he got to wherever he was currently. It was helpful if he ended up with a bag over his head, and it was helpful when he used his flashbang-like stuff (that he had used in a previous encounter with someone in this RP because those are some of his stand-by devices for escape and/or distraction).

So he retraced his steps, and in the process, kicked one of his smoke grenades off in a completely different direction from where they were running, grunting a bit in the process because of the wounds on his legs. His hopes with that, were to throw off any pursuers trying to track through the light into thinking they were going in a different direction. Eventually, they got to the car, which he soon started up before hopping in.

He also resisted making a sarcastic comment about how things 'went well'. Nanami didn't look in that great of shape, to be thrilled with his humor... not that she would normally, but yeah.

Instead, he was a little more to business.

"We're not going back to the embassy now, are we?" he asked of her. Considering their lead was a secret one, and they both got hurt a bit, because of that, it didn't seem to Marco like they should stumble back into the embassy at this time.
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[Car]

Nanami quickly scrambled into the passenger seat of Marco’s car and groaned. Her arm was still covered in blood, although the actual bleeding had stopped. She leaned back into the seat and gritted her teeth.

“… Ugh. That woman…” Nanami groaned. It was clear that Nanami’s pride was wounded worse than her body.

"We're not going back to the embassy now, are we?"

Nanami looked over to Marco and considered his question carefully. The Embassy was the safest place they could go, but they would ask questions… without a plausible cover story, they would have to tell the truth; and if they did that it could cause trouble.

“No. The Embassy is out as an idea.” Nanami shook her head.

That raised a very good question… where would they go? Nanami had been in Paris before, but she had no safehouse in the city, and no real resources. She did have a pocket full of Francs, but that was it.

“… We’ll go to a hotel.” Nanami decided.

In other circumstances, Marco might have liked hearing that.
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Didymus paused.

"Madam, I have a feeling my superiors may want me to see if I can't get you properly introduced to the local embassy personnel here...besides, if your diary is to be handed off to American codebreakers, that's where, perhaps, I need to go anyway...perhaps we can discuss more there?" he said.

US Embassy

The medics forcefully (attempted to) restrain Snake.

"Hold still!" one said. "The wound won't fester unless we can look at it!" he heard another say.

"And now you're going to listen to some medics who don't know HALF of what EITHER of us know about treating injury?!"
The Boss' voice again.
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Alice paused, and looked to Didymus. It was clear that she was unsure about that idea.

“… Believe me, I’d love a formal alliance with the United States… but isn’t it a risk for your country? I’m one of Hitler’s most wanted. It could be a very tense political situation if this became public.”

She smirked a bit. “Though I suppose it wouldn’t have to be public. I’m willing to come along… but first we should get out of this tunnel and wait for—”

Suddenly the trap door above them opened, and the enormous face of Randall Orland peered down. There was blood in his hair.

“Lieutenant, why are you still in the tunnel? It gave me quite a scare when I got here and you weren’t up here.” Orland frowned.

“Are you wounded?” Alice asked.

“Huh? Oh… the blood. No, ma’am, no injuries. It’s not my blood.” Orland said.

“Understood.” Alice replied.

[US Embassy]

Snake would normally be waaaaay too much for the medics to restrain… but he was wounded, and had lost a LOT of blood. So they were able to get him restrained easily.

“BOSS!? BOSS?!? BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOSSSSSSSS!” Snake yelled loudly as he struggled, even as his arms were strapped down/
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Didymus listened as Alice and Orland spoke...

Heh...yeah, the big guys can be real useful in straight up fights...or not. Make good shock troops, carry heavy weapons, and-

He stopped himself from containing to rattle off his tactical and strategic training in his head.

"You don't HAVE to come along, indeed, it may actually be safer if you didn't. I can always phone it in if need be. But that IS where I will need to take your father's book one way or another. And it WOULD arguably provide a safe place to speak. Arguably. It's not a complete GUARANTEE, admittedly..."

"But shall we at least get out of the sewers?" he approached the ladder leading out, but didn't go up.

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US Embassy

"SEDATE HIM!" one of the medics cried, grabbing some sedative/painkillers.

"What is going on...?!" Towns wondered aloud.

As one of the medics jabbed Snake with the needle, he heard Boss' voice again.

"And you failed. You couldn't even overpower some untrained medics. Did you learn NOTHING?! First you let yourself get stabbed...for which I'm EVER so grateful...THEN these HOSPITAL BOYS overpower you." he heard...


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[US Embassy]

“Augh… Boss… Boss why did you leave… Boooosssss….”

Snake succumbed to the sedative and he passed out.

[Tunnel]

“I’ll come along. I don’t have a safehouse anymore, and the library is much harder to defend… and my boys could use some rest and a hot meal.”

Alice was willing to come along, even if there were a few risks. She especially was excited to come along if it meant an evening off for her team. They had worked very hard for a long time, and they needed a break.

“Technically it’s an old smuggler’s tunnel… but unfortunately it has the scent of a sewer. Come on, to the library… and the Embassy, if you wish.” Alice said, and she climbed up the ladder.
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"Well, at any rate, let us go, but first let me make a phone call..."

When they had left the tunnel, and Didymus had placed his call, he nodded.

"Alright, I'll be heading to the embassy, you can come along if you feel so inclined..."

He began walking, not sure whether to take a cab or, again, just keep walking...

"Though is there any way we can clean your big friend up? A large man walking about covered in blood isn't exactly something that blends in..."

US Embassy

Snake slipped into unconsciousness...but no he may have had a dream...it started out like a dream he may have well known, mist and shadow surrounding him...
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“I’m sorry sir.” Orland said to Didymus as he looked down at his bloodstained jacket. He was covered in quite a bit of blood. “I can remove my jacket and carry it. It may help some.”

Alice shook her head. “Do it… and try to get some of the blood out of your hair too, okay?”

Orland nodded. He grabbed his canteen and poured it over his head, washing some of the blood from his hair and off his coat. Then he removed the coat, balled it up and stuffed it under his arm.

[US Embassy]

Snake shivered, and cursed his luck that he would dream even when unconscious.
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