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| Dark Phazon | Apr 10 2013, 07:00 PM Post #2806 |
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Hotel "Well... My only guess is to distract them, but they didn't seem all that distracted by that soda earlier..." Marco responded, also with a look of some concern on his face. "Unless there's a way to change their target somehow..." |
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| GoldenSama | Apr 11 2013, 08:29 PM Post #2807 |
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[Hotel] Nanami shook her head. She wasn’t sure what they could do in this case. She peered out the window again, and saw a small cloud of the hornets buzzing around a street lamp. “… Wait…” She turned and grabbed her bag, opening it and pulling out a neatly folded map of Paris. She quickly opened it and started to study the map. She muttered to herself for a moment. “… Okay. I have a plan. The Seine river is not far from here. If we can get to it, we’ll be safe.” She looked over to Marco, frowning at his leg injury. “… I don’t suppose you can run, can you?” |
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| Dark Phazon | Apr 12 2013, 07:06 PM Post #2808 |
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Hotel "Probably not as quickly as normal, but I'll manage," Marco smirked. The will to survive will probably help motivate him to keep up, as well as the desire not to let Nanami down... again. But he DID have a good feel for how his legs would hold up, at least, after having to run around because of those hornets earlier. He also thought he had an idea about what she might be planning... Hopefully that river won't be freezing cold at this time of year. (...not that it would mean anything to Nanami) |
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| GoldenSama | Apr 12 2013, 11:36 PM Post #2809 |
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[Hotel] Nanami nodded, but she was a little unsure. She did not know the extent of Marco’s injury, and if he ended up falling during their dash to the riverfront, it would probably get them both caught. “… Alright. Just try to keep up. I don’t want to leave you behind.” Nanami told him, and she walked over to the bathroom and turned on the sink. She let the water run over her hands for a moment, washing away some of her blood from her earlier injuries. Then she let the water form into a long, curved knife in her right hand and freeze. She was satisfied with it, so she walked back over to Marco and the front door. “Are you ready?” |
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| The Vidit of Light | Apr 13 2013, 01:32 AM Post #2810 |
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US Embassy Didymus listend as Aiden spoke... "A gift from God..." he said. "...hmm...it was His gift, hmm?" Not impossible... he thought. ...still doesn't explain the girl's appearence or anything...a blessing or just powers that they had for one reason or another besides that...hmm... He wasn't quite sure what to make of it all. Edited by The Vidit of Light, Apr 13 2013, 02:43 PM.
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| AGodofIrony | Apr 13 2013, 02:24 PM Post #2811 |
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Paris -US Embassy- “Maybe when all this is over, we can have a better trip here,” Jenny said softly, “But right now you need to rest. What happened, anyways?” Aiden smiled, nodding, “It is, I'm sure of it! So I want to help people as much as I can...” She paused, then looked embarrassed, “Oh! I'm sorry, I'm probably keeping you from your job, I'm sorry!” Aiden stood to the side. New York City -Safe House- “It would be best to assume the worst case, and prepare as such,” Ethan said, “Which would be assuming they know what each of us can do. If they don't, then we'll have an advantage. If they do...well, we'll be prepared to deal with it.” Samuel nodded, “Good idea. I can't get hurt but that doesn't mean I can't get stopped easily enough...” |
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| GoldenSama | Apr 13 2013, 05:24 PM Post #2812 |
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[Paris] [US Embassy] Snake shook his head. He looked down at the now-bandaged wound on his side. “… I don’t really know. I was stabbed by one of those Nazis, and the next thing I knew…” Snake shook his head. He was a man who had experience the unusual and the supernatural many times. He had trained with and fought beside people who were superhuman, and supernatural, so he tried to keep an open mind about things. “… It reminded me of… The Sorrow.” Snake said quietly, knowing that Jenny would get some idea of what he meant. The Sorrow was The Boss’ lover, and one of Snake’s mentors. He was a very unusual man, who had a very unique and often bleak outlook on things. [New York City] [Safe House] “Considering we’re up against an entire country, I’d say they can stop us all easily.” Rica frowned. “… The first thing we’re going to have to decide is if we’re doing this alone or not. I can probably get us some gear from MI5 either way, but I could also get us some help if we want it… but that means telling someone else what we’re up to.” |
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| Dark Phazon | Apr 13 2013, 06:24 PM Post #2813 |
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Hotel Marco nodded 'yes' in response to Nanami's question, though the words that emerged from his mouth were completely unrelated. "...how can you hold something like that without freezing your hand off?" he spoke, while closing up and picking up his briefcase. |
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| GoldenSama | Apr 13 2013, 06:53 PM Post #2814 |
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[Paris Streets] Nanami opened the door and hurried out, with Marco close behind. She paused completely and turned to look at him quizzically as he asked about the frozen knife in her hand. She looked down at the large, jagged hunk of ice clutched around her fingers and she thought about his question. “… I can regulate the temperature in my body. Controlling temperature is a necessity for being able to form water into ice. I’m able to keep my hand quite warm, without melting the ice. It’s… pretty complicated.” Nanami admitted. “And we don’t have time to discuss it. Now keep running.” |
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| Dark Phazon | Apr 13 2013, 10:06 PM Post #2815 |
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Paris Streets "I'm running, I'm running! Geeeeeez..." Marco complained, always thrilled with Nanami's feelings for idle chit chat. It did hurt like heck, though, and he was a bit slower than he wanted to be, but he had to keep up. Especially since if he lagged too far behind, it'd look like instead of running WITH Nanami, he was running AFTER Nanami, and he wasn't too keen on being picked up by the police in town in suspicion of him stalking after her or something... Plus, getting stopped by a cop would probably make him an easy target for those hornets. At least hopefully pretty soon, they'd be reaching the river. |
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| GoldenSama | Apr 13 2013, 10:54 PM Post #2816 |
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[Paris Streets] Nanami just ignored Marco’s complaints. She was actually in rather severe pain as well, but she was never one to let a little thing like getting shot get in the way of what she needed to do. Soon they had crossed the distance and ahead of them were the river canal, and a bridge that crossed to the other side. Nanami had no intention of actually crossing the bridge, but it made a good point to jump in. Once they were at the center of the bridge, Nanami looked over to Marco. She seemed to hesitate, and immediately looked annoyed, though it was unclear why. “… How long can you hold your breath?” She asked him. |
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| Crystal Rose | Apr 15 2013, 02:21 PM Post #2817 |
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New York City Hawkins' House With a gasp Samara disappeared in a puff of smoke, the girl being forced to follow Blake wherever he would end up. As soon as the two vanished Melanie scrambled forward, looking around and calling out her son's name. "Blake!? Blake!" she exclaimed, quickly moving to run down the stairs and past Jason, Solanna and Erin. She instantly headed out the door and into the street. "W-What the heck!?" Jason exclaimed, following Melanie out and trying to grab the woman's arm. "What's wrong?!" "Blake!" Melanie managed, voice cracking "He disappeared!" Safe House "Bait a trap?" Kanna asked "It would work, but we'll need to be careful about it...Playing bait for Nazi is a dangerous game...They're sure to get a hold of their bait, it's just a matter of how fast we can grab them once they're here." Kanna took another sip, starting to feel a bit buzzed. Unfortunately she was not able to fend off drunkenness like her comrades. "Well? Shall we contact them? Stick out that hypothetical carrot and see how long it takes them to bite?" Fisk’s Apartment Sama hung up on Jeremie and Crystal quickly looked over to him "What did he say?" she asked worriedly "Are they coming?!" Crystal then looked back down at Fisk, the bleeding pretty much stopped but the burns still very evident and painful looking. She tried to focus on helping this man, keeping him alive at least long enough to get some answers.... Paris US Embassy “… The thing is… well… your mother has ties to HYDRA, who we believed have committed acts of terrorism in Great Britain. And… um… your sister, Laila… well… her dad is one of our agents, and we suspect he might be working as a double agent for another agency.” "Oh for the love of- you're using me to get to my mom and Rica?!" Adrianna exclaimed, before glaring dangerously at him. "Look. I know my mom isn't the best person in the world, but you can't prove she has done anything bad enough to get arrested for!" Actually he probably has plenty of proof. That's what Adrianna was worried about... "I'm not telling you anything about them. And right now i'm internally debating snapping you in half for trying to use me." |
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| GoldenSama | Apr 15 2013, 05:22 PM Post #2818 |
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[New York City] [Safe House] Rica nodded, leaning against a large barrel of wine. He let out a sigh and sipped his drink once again. “… We can, but we have a problem. I’m not sure how active they will be in the US. Their attacks failed, and the US is on high-alert right now… if we really want to get their attention, then we might have to head towards Europe.” [Fisk’s Apartment] Sama rushed back over to Crystal and the very injured Fisk. It was clear that Fisk was in terrible shape, and Sama doubted the man would survive his injuries. “They’re on the way.” Sama confirmed to Crystal. “We just need to hold out, we’ll have help soon.” [Paris] [US Embassy] “No!” Oliver shook his head. He had really dug himself in deep. “I mean… look, Adrianna, yes, okay at first when I met you it was me trying to get closer to your mother… but…” He rubbed his neck. “Adrianna, I like you. And… and this stuff you’re involved in, it’s important and I want to help… that’s why I had to be honest with you.” |
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| AGodofIrony | Apr 15 2013, 06:50 PM Post #2819 |
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Paris -US Embassy- “Him?” Jenny said, frowning. She remembered Snake talking about him, even if she had never seen him herself, “I suppose if there's one person capable of doing that, there could be others...” She sighed a bit, looking down for a moment, before looking back to Snake. “Look, Jack, I can't pretend I know how everything works...I just hope we can get through all this...And maybe...when this is all over...we can go somewhere. Just the two of us. But I know, not now...Not until we complete this mission...” Jenny said. New York City -Safe House- “We don't have to take down all of them,” Ethan said, “Just some, or whoever is in charge here. They can only devote a limited amount of resources to stir things up here in America, if they're planning on something back in Europe. And if they win in Europe, with whatever they're planning...Then our own personal battles might be the least of our concerns.” “I'll be the bait. Even if they grab me it won't matter,” Samuel said, “Not like they can torture me.” -Hawkins' House- Not again... Galv ran after his wife, terrified for his son as well. Where had he gone? “Blake! Where are you?!” Galv shouted, racing outside now, looking around desperately. -City Park- Blake vanished from spot to spot, grabbing hold of Samara as he dashed around the city, finally coming to a stop at a park, currently empty, appearing in the grass. “YOU CAN'T DO THAT!” Blake yelled at the shadow girl, “You can't hurt my parents! I told you not to!” Blake shook. He was crying still, “Please! I thought you were my friend! I don't want to make you go away, but I will if I have to!” Edited by AGodofIrony, Apr 15 2013, 06:50 PM.
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| GoldenSama | Apr 15 2013, 07:04 PM Post #2820 |
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[Paris] [US Embassy] Snake sat up and grunted. He was still in quite a bit of pain, but it had gotten a little better. He swung his legs over the table he had been on, as he listened to Jenny. As always when conversations turned to personal matters, Snake avoided eye contact. “… I’d like that Jen. I really would… but…” Snake let out a deep sigh. “… If this does lead to another war, I can’t sit it out. The last thing I want to do is go through another war, but… it that doesn’t happen, or when that’s over… then we can…” [New York City] [Safe House] “The most effective types of torture aren’t the ones that inflict physical pain.” Rica said, looking over to Samuel. Knowing how shady and terrible a person Rica is, he’s probably speaking from experience. He looked over to Ethan. “It’s HYDRA that’s interested in us, right? We don’t need to worry about the actual Nazi command. I mean, if we can put a bullet in Hitler I’d be happy to… but for our own safety and for our kids… all we need to do is take down HYDRA.” Easier said than done. |
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