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| GoldenSama | Aug 6 2014, 08:39 PM Post #3841 |
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[Parisian Streets] “We’ll go in the back.” Nanami said simply as she too slid along the edge of the wall. When they were at the end of the alley, she pointed across the street where a very run-down looking factory sat behind a tall fence. They were at the rear of the building. “There’s no back door, but there are windows. We slip inside and look around.” Nanami explained. “You have that tricky briefcase of yours handy?” |
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| Dark Phazon | Aug 7 2014, 07:05 PM Post #3842 |
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Parisian Streets Marco nodded along with Nanami's plan, before pulling up his briefcase, and showing it off. "Never leave home without it!" He soon placed it back down, however, and opened it up so he could pull out a small pair of scissors that doubled as wire cutters. "Any objections to just cutting through, instead of jumping over?" he then asked pointing towards the fence. If there weren't, he'd go and cut through (if needed to during any response post). |
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| GoldenSama | Aug 9 2014, 04:22 PM Post #3843 |
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[Parisian Streets] Nanami nodded in agreement and watched as Marco cut through the fence. Her crimson eyes went from him to the factory in the distance, staying on alert in case they ran into trouble. “… We’re exposed here. It’s about half a kilometer to that factory… no cover on the way over. We’ll have to move fast.” |
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| The Vidit of Light | Aug 9 2014, 06:36 PM Post #3844 |
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Outside US embassy Didymus paused as they approached. "Well, I guess this may be it for the night...I can't see the others...probably out enjoying Paris or pursuing their own objectives...I admit, not sure I relish my nightly check-in, not after what happened with those G-men earlier, but I guess I can report some good news as well..." He looked around. "Well, I suppose this is good night, then?" Inside US embassy Von Staffens' calm, almost uninterested demeanor bellied the fact he had literally beaten a man's face in with the butt of a pistol, before speaking. "Are you alright? The Americans, they seem to be unsure what they're doing, or what they want to do with us. That proved advantageous. But we can't be sure they'll make the same mistake again, and I can't promise I can...cast...upon every person in this building. We should escape. Allow me to attempt to find the nearest exit..." he said, and began to whisper something, going into a trance... |
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| Dark Phazon | Aug 9 2014, 08:04 PM Post #3845 |
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Parisian Streets As soon as Marco clipped apart the last link to be able to open up the fence, he put the clipper in a pocket, and slipped through the gap he pulled open, in the fence. "Just your average Saturday night run. No big deal! ...unless it isn't Saturday... all those time zone changes flying over here, and I have no idea what day it is anymore!" With one final glance around him, he then started running towards the factory. |
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| AGodofIrony | Aug 9 2014, 10:07 PM Post #3846 |
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New York City -Hawkins' House- Blake was quiet for a moment, then nodded, “Okay momma. I'll be strong and protect you and everyone!” He smiled at his mother, giving her a hug. Paris -Fancy Restaurant- Aaron blushed back, looking nervous, “Heh... I'm sure you're really smart too! My dad just made sure my sister and I had a good education. He's really big on making sure we knew a lot of math and science.” -Outside the Embassy- “Well there's quite a lot to see in Paris,” Aiden said, “The Eiffel Tower is quite a sight, and the Louvre has many interesting works of art throughout history... And there's the crypts... They're kind of... scary, but my dad went there to pay respects to those who have passed.” Probably not quite the thing Didymus was alluding to when mentioning others enjoying Paris. “... Though I think most of those places would be closed off to the public, this time of day...” Aiden said, thinking it over. “And... ummm... I don't know if you'll be staring in Paris much longer, but if you are... maybe we could go see the Louvre, ourselves? I don't want to go by myself, and I haven't been able to convince my father to go...” She was trying to stall out saying goodbye to Didymus, in case she wasn't able to see him tomorrow. |
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| Crystal Rose | Aug 10 2014, 04:34 PM Post #3847 |
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New York City -Hawkins' House- Melanie smiled, leaning back and closing her eyes. It didn't take too long for the exausted woman to fall asleep once again...She was so tired and she hoped that there would not be anymore surprises tonight. [...] Meanwhile Joyce curled up into bed as well, staring at her celing for a few minutes before finally falling asleep.... Paris -Fancy Restaurant- "You and your sister have a really good dad you know....Sounds like a smart man" Chloe said, taking a sip of her drink. |
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| GoldenSama | Aug 11 2014, 04:14 AM Post #3848 |
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[Paris] [Genius’ Mansion] Connor’s face lit up when she kissed his cheek and he smiled over at Sarai, his anger abating. “You’re right… I guess things will probably be okay.” Connor at least hoped that would be the case. He would hate for something bad to happen to Sarai’s family because of the kindness she had shown to him. [Parisian Streets] Nanami and Marco quickly crossed the distance to the factory and reached the back door. She stepped forward and removed a small water bottle from her bag, letting the liquid float out and seep into the lock. She concentrated for a moment as the ice froze in different shapes until she moved all of the pins and tumblers inside, unlocking the door. She motioned for Marco to follow her silently as she slowly opened the door and crept inside, staying low and in the shadows. The room was dark and dusty, but up ahead at the end of a long, empty hallway was a light. The light turned out to be in the main factory floor – while the hallway they followed took them to a catwalk above. It seemed that the majority of the factory was located on a basement level, which raised Nanami’s suspicion. She slowly peered over the side and saw a group of people meeting near one of the old, rusty conveyor belts. They were speaking in hushed tones, but their conversation was in Japanese, not French. “… Impossible…” Nanami muttered. She grabbed Marco’s arm once more and pulled him away from the edge, and back to the hallway, so they would be out of earshot of the men below. “… We have a big problem. Apparently one of them was able to buy blueprints of the Parisian Sewers from the city planner… with those, they could find a way to enter the Embassy from beneath ground-level… they could be planning a full-on attack, or maybe a stealth raid to go after Musashi…” [Inside US Embassy] “I’m fine,” Sin replied as she examined the gun – quickly checking to see how many bullets it had inside, and then she walked over and examined the dead guard to take a few extras. “Let’s just get out of here, quick. I need to report to my father.” |
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| The Vidit of Light | Aug 11 2014, 07:21 PM Post #3849 |
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Outside US embassy Didymus shifted, slightly uncomfortable with Aiden's...insistence. "I...don't..." Before he could say anything, a window in the embassy suddenly was covered in shadow. "..." Didymus was quiet for a moment, reaching into a small pouch he carried-orbs of blessed water. He threw one at the window with all strength he could muster! A horrible shriek pierced the night as Didymus drew his gun again and poured some of the water on it, again, while quiet with a bowed head. "I have to go now." he simply said, charging in! INSIDE US embassy Von Staffens suddenly reeled, as if struck, as the shriek pierced the air! He then steadied himself and spoke. "...we have to go. Now. The entire embassy knows we are here. If the G-men who brought me here show up, let me handle them. Otherwise..." he picked up the other guard's gun. "...no point in being quiet now." he said. |
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| GoldenSama | Aug 11 2014, 07:23 PM Post #3850 |
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[Inside US Embassy] Sin let a demented grin spread across her lips as he picked up her gun and twirled it about in her hand. “About time. I never did like being subtle anyway.” Says the Nazi named Sin. |
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| Dark Phazon | Aug 12 2014, 07:36 PM Post #3851 |
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Parisian Streets "Step one to success: Have money..." Marco quipped, as Nanami translated for him what was being said. "Though I doubt they'd do a full on attack on the embassy. That WOULD start a whole lot of fighting off right away, over a relatively unimportant strategic location..." he then continued, quietly. "But a stealth raid to capture Musashi... That'd be the perfect situation. The US isn't in a position where they could really officially acknowledge Musashi being at the embassy, so if they run in and grab him out, the only thing the US would be able to do is try and figure out how to secure the embassy grounds better. Of course, they'd have to not get caught if they did that... and not be stopped here before they could even try" |
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| GoldenSama | Aug 12 2014, 07:54 PM Post #3852 |
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[Old Candy Factory] “I agree.” Nanami replied. She bit down on her bottom lip and tried to decide their best course of actions. There was no telling how many people were in this factory right now and they had no back-up. Nanami was confident in her abilities, but without knowing how large the opposition was, she was hesitant to start a fight. “We need to get back to the Embassy.” Nanami whispered to Marco. “… and we need to get into those sewers. We can’t let them actually attack the Embassy. We stop them in the sewers; but first we need to tell Musashi and Didymus.” |
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| Dark Phazon | Aug 12 2014, 08:21 PM Post #3853 |
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Old Candy Factory Marco nodded, though he wasn't particularly thrilled about jumping into the sewer system. "Hopefully they have gas masks or something back at the embassy..." At least now he'd have a good excuse to get a new suit from around Paris, later. |
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| AGodofIrony | Aug 13 2014, 02:54 PM Post #3854 |
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-Outside the Embassy- The smart thing to do would be to leave. She wasn't really a soldier... as Didymus had pointed out. She might not be suited for these kinds of things. ...But she wanted to help, and something was definitely wrong, as Didymus charged inside. Aiden paused for a moment, letting some fire dance around her fingers for a moment, thinking... what would her father do? She then ran after Didymus, determined to help. -Fancy Restuarant- “Yah... he is always there for us...” Aaron said, trailing off for a moment. Their mother had been very distant, but their father had always been there. He sighed a little, then turned his attention to Chloe, smiling, “So what about you? I'm sure you have some amazing adventures about wandering around Europe.” |
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| The Vidit of Light | Aug 13 2014, 08:16 PM Post #3855 |
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US Embassy Didymus made his way to the door, his weapon drawn. The alarm was already sounding. He slowly opened it, making his way through the rooms-trying to find someone to tell him where the target was... [...] Von Staffens nodded to Sin, before speaking. "I can support you..." he said, as shadows leapt around the room. Someone...or something...cackled faintly. "...but I cannot guarantee I can HARM anyone...not with these. With this gun, we'll be fine." he said. "...now come..." he added, his voice becoming almost trance-like. "...embrace the shadows..." He began to make his way towards the next room, the shadows dancing about him... |
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